After all, Duanmu Yang is known as the holy son of the Duanmu family in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. After a brief moment of surprise, his expression gradually turned cold.
Violent spiritual power began to brew, so much so that even the elders of various clans who were discussing important matters turned their attention.
It is normal for juniors to have petty quarrels, but it is rare for them to reveal their full potential like this. People who are not mortal enemies will usually point it out. After all, the path of cultivation is too difficult, and it is the earth in the age of the end of the Dharma. Any talented disciple is very
Difficult to produce.
A slight mistake would be a loss to the world of cultivation.
For example, the Jin family of the ancient Huashan clan lost their son Jin Xin, who was the leader of the powerful gods, and became the lowest-ranking family. They even lost the support of the gods behind them, and the losses were particularly heavy.
Duanmu Yang Bucai happens to be one of the sons of a strong man in the God Realm. He is very important to the Duanmu family.
Elder Cheng was worried, so he looked at Feng Hao, but when he saw Feng Hao leaning on the sofa with a slight smile on his face, the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.
With Feng Hao here, even if this Duanmu Yang is the true Holy Son of the God Realm, he still has to lie down.
The elder of the Duanmu family has an old look, fair hair and a childlike face. What is different from other elders is that he has a red Taoist seal between his eyebrows.
Like a person from the immortal world who has attained enlightenment.
Duanmu Boyi, a veteran strongman of the Duanmu family who has lived for hundreds of years, almost all the people of his age have become immortals and reincarnated, and it was only through endless opportunities that he has reached this stage.
Although he failed to overcome the catastrophe in gs province in the last century, causing the strongest earthquake in Chinese history, more than 200,000 people became the souls of the earthquake, and he, who had committed countless sins, should have been killed by the catastrophe, but he did not expect that
In the end, he became a Sanxian.
"Two juniors are playing around, please don't take action."
Duanmu Boyi's words made the clan elders who originally wanted to be peacemakers smile and immediately give up this life-threatening idea.
Their original intention was to flatter Duanmu Boyi, but now that Duanmu Boyi had spoken, they had no idea of taking action.
At the same time, the spiritual power bred in Duanmu Yang's body finally reached the critical point. With a roar, all the green silk threads immediately broke and turned into vital spiritual power, returning to the world.
"What a powerful vitality. She is a disciple of the Huashan Cultivation Holy Land. She should be from the Cheng family."
A monk recognized Cheng Cheng's practice skills and determined Cheng Cheng's identity.
In response to this, the disdain on Duanmu Yang's lips became thicker, and he said in a cold voice, "You are just a healing cultivator, but you are so disdainful of this young master. Today, my young master will teach you a lesson for the Cheng family."
Whoosh!
Duanmu Yang would be fine if he didn't take action, he was like a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade, but when he took action, it was like a thunderous force. Fortunately, no matter how wrong he was, the people who made the mistake were not weak in cultivation, and there was no one who had his nose spurted with blood when he was swept away by the powerful spiritual power.
Weak chicken.
"snort!"
Cheng Cheng snorted coldly again. Although Duanmu Yang put a lot of pressure on him, the original power from Feng Hao in her body gave her great confidence. She didn't want to let Feng Hao down, so even if she didn't practice
A powerful offensive spell, but still based on strong vitality, she has her own style.
Feng Hao was satisfied with this and admired it very much.
It's like Cheng Cheng is a doctor himself, but he uses his medical skills to achieve the lethality of a boxer, able to save and kill people.
But a doctor is a doctor after all. No matter how powerful her medical skills are and how dexterous her hands are at operating the scalpel, she can only operate on the operating table.
In terms of fighting ability, he is definitely not as good as a boxer.
But Feng Hao didn't intend to intervene immediately. It would be good to sharpen Cheng Cheng, which would definitely help with his understanding of practice.
Cheng Cheng is very smart. After refining Yuanying, she is no longer the little girl she used to be, but a woman with great wisdom. The temperament she exudes is not deliberately disguised.
Duanmu Yang's repeated powerful attacks were resolved by Cheng Cheng's soft hands, and he was able to move a thousand pounds.
Every green thread contained strong vitality and a deadly aura of decay. Duanmu Yang touched it a few times and felt Cheng Cheng's powerful background.
The opponent seemed to never run out of energy and launched a crazy attack on him. What was obviously meant to save people turned into a life-threatening chain.
"You are too presumptuous!"
Duanmu Yang was angered. He could already feel the displeasure in the eyes of the clan elder. He immediately bit his lips and turned his spiritual power to the extreme. His body glowed with a faint light and he rushed towards Cheng Cheng.
It was only at this moment that Cheng Cheng felt a pressure like Mount Tai in front of him, and a trace of panic flashed in his beautiful eyes.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Duanmu Yang's mouth, he opened his fingers, and his spiritual power turned into five flying knives, which shot through the air towards Cheng Cheng.
In an instant, the wind roared loudly, and the spiritual energy on the top floor of Jin Mao Tower violently turbulent. All the young heroes who arrived had moved expressions.
"Cheng Cheng!"
Cheng Jinnan and Cheng Dong exclaimed, and when they were about to take action, Sanxian Duanmu Boyi, who had a smile on his lips, shot out a burst of spiritual energy. The two of them felt that a high wall had been erected in front of them, and they were unable to move a step.
.
Oops!
Cheng Jinnan's heart skipped a beat, and her face instantly turned pale. Not to mention that Cheng Cheng was her adopted granddaughter, just because she had mastered the core of the Cheng family's exercises, there was absolutely no room for mistakes.
But the Sanxian of the Duanmu family was too overbearing and directly stopped the two of them from intervening.
Just when the five flying knives were about to pierce Cheng Cheng's body, Feng Hao, who was half lying on the sofa beside him, flicked his fingers lightly, and the five flying knives suddenly exploded and turned into spiritual power.
"Um?"
Duanmu Yang frowned and didn't realize what happened. Even Duanmu Boyi had a cold look on his face and looked around to see which blind guy actually intervened in the quarrel between the juniors.
Looking left and right, it looked like nothing. Only then did Duanmu Boyi notice Feng Hao, who raised his hand slightly, and his eyes shrank slightly. He couldn't see through the other person's cultivation level.
Cheng Cheng, who had escaped the disaster, had sweat all over her pretty face and turned a bit pale. She knew who had done it, so she gave Feng Hao a grateful look.
"Did you do it?"
Duanmu Yang was furious, and someone actually intervened. This was simply a provocation to him. At the moment, he didn't think about how powerful Feng Haode was to be able to neutralize his attack and collapse the spiritual power he had condensed.
"I'm a man after all. Isn't it inappropriate to bully a woman like this?"
Feng Hao chuckled, admitting it. In the end, it doesn't matter whether he admits it or not. Is it possible that Duanmu Yang can do anything to get him?
"The path of spiritual practice has no distinction between age, status, and gender. Those with higher cultivation levels are all seniors. This woman and I are competing. Naturally, there is a difference between winning and losing, and there is a difference between life and death..."
Duanmu Yang said solemnly, staring at Feng Hao with his small eyes. He thought that even if Feng Hao disintegrated his spiritual sword, he was somewhat capable, but it would not be enough to make him think highly of him.
What about the strong men at the same level? He has a powerful trump card.