"Yes, he also said that he had too much luggage and wanted... to..."
"What do you want!"
"Well...I told you not to be angry." The middle-aged man with a mustache rolled his eyes and whispered: "He said he would only move the luggage if Master Cangwu helped him."
Having been looked down upon by Yi Yun before, the middle-aged man with a mustache also held his breath in his heart. Now that he had this opportunity, how could he not add insult to injury? He was just waiting for the good show.
"Ha!" Cang Wu took a deep breath, "Okay! Very good! Since you want me to help him move, then I'll see if he can bear it!"
Cang Wu said angrily that as the head disciple and one of the elders in the direct disciple area, his authority has not been challenged like this for an unknown amount of time.
And now, the one challenging his authority is Yi Yun, who has fallen out of favor.
"This Yi Yun is looking for death! He killed my son Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen of the Zhang family. They are both direct disciples of Wanshenling. I originally planned to find evidence and make him pay with his life, but I didn't expect that he would dare to be so arrogant now.
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Song Zhanchen said angrily, after losing a Song Bowen, the Song family wanted to curry favor with Feng Yunyang. Naturally, Song Zhanchen would not be absent from the people following Feng Yunyang this time.
"Oh? Not only did this person not buy into Senior Brother Cangwu's favor, he also blatantly killed other direct disciples, and he was not punished?"
Feng Yunyang spoke. He had never heard of Yi Yun before, let alone what Yi Yun had done. In fact, Zhang Wuchen and Song Bowen who were killed had nothing to do with him even half a copper. However, Yi Yun was an ordinary person.
Disciple, being so arrogant is something Feng Yunyang can't bear.
Who is he, Feng Yunyang? Even he only maimed the two direct disciples who challenged him and resisted the urge to kill them to establish his authority, but Yi Yun dared to kill people. It was simply unreasonable.
In Feng Yunyang's view, among the many disciples in Wanshenling, there is only one person who can ignore the sect rules, and that is Feng Yunyang.
"Yes, please make the decision for us, young master!"
Hearing Feng Yunyang's question, Song Zhanchen thought about it. Now, both the ancestor and the head master valued Feng Yunyang very much. As long as he could get Feng Yunyang's nod, dealing with Yi Yun wouldn't be a problem at all.
Beside Song Zhanchen, Zhang Tianxing, the elder of the Zhang family, also said with added jealousy: "Young master, this Yi Yun knows that Shen Yue Tower is left to you, but he still holds on to it. He clearly doesn't take you seriously!"
Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen both hoped to see a conflict between Feng Yunyang and Yi Yun. The collision between the two would be like an egg against a stone, and Yi Yun could be killed without them having to take action.
After hearing what the two said, Feng Yunyang smiled: "Do you want to use me as a gunman?"
"This...don't dare! Don't dare!" Song Zhanchen and Zhang Tianxing shook their heads hurriedly.
"I know what you are thinking, but what you said is right. Yi Yun knows that Shen Yue Tower is left to me, but he still dares to stay here. He really thinks his life is too long."
As Feng Yunyang spoke, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This smile was also shown when he severely injured the two blind disciples on the Ten Thousand Gods Platform.
"Since Yi Yun won't move out, I will set up a phantom killing array so that he will never come out of Shen Yue Tower."
Common formations are divided into three types according to their effectiveness: trapping formation, killing formation and defensive formation.
What Feng Yunyang is most proficient in is the killing array. He uses the illusion in the array to kill people. When the enemies in the array are addicted to the illusion, they will face endless illusory enemies. If you die in the array, you are really dead.
Feng Yunyang liked this formation that made the enemy die in the illusion very much, but against Yi Yun, he was not very good at killing Yi Yun. After all, even if Yi Yun fell out of favor, he was still the head disciple, so he could kill him directly.
It's not easy to explain.
"This Yi Yun is a guilty person for killing two direct disciples in a row. I will not kill him for the time being and let him collapse his mind in the illusion. It is also a very interesting thing."
Feng Yunyang thought like this, stretched out his hand and touched the space ring, and twelve formation flags flew out!
"Boohoo!"
Twelve array flags were placed in all directions of Shen Yue Tower, like the twelve o'clock of a clock, dividing and surrounding Shen Yue Tower.
Feng Yunyang fired the seals one after another, and the twelve array flags immediately became brilliant, stimulating the vitality of heaven and earth. The entire Chenyue Tower was shrouded in this dense vitality of heaven and earth, and became a little blurry.
"What pure vitality!" A direct disciple said in amazement.
"This great formation incorporates the law of water and the law of light. The twelve formation flags are extremely exquisite. Senior Brother Feng is indeed very accomplished in the formation."
Others followed suit. He was not entirely flattering. This formation was indeed exquisite.
Feng Yunyang smiled, these twelve formation flags were obtained from the ancient ruins by the ancestors of the gods. They were sacrificed for many years and then taught to themselves. How can they not be exquisite?
Of course Feng Yunyang couldn't talk about these things, so he said: "This formation is called the Twelve Heavens of Illusion! The vitality of the heaven and earth will form numerous illusions in the formation. Now that the formation has been activated, Yi Yun is trapped in an eternal trap.
In the endless battle, kill the enemies in the illusion until the mind collapses. Now I have only activated the fourth heaven of the twelfth heaven of illusion, but it is enough. You'd better report it to the master master
, after all, Yi Yun is the disciple of the master's uncle, so I can't really kill him."
"So that's it. The young master is originally a genius. With the great formation in hand, I am afraid that if we look at the entire Guixu, no one of the same age will be the young master's opponent." After hearing Feng Yunyang's words, someone immediately said flatteringly.
, as for what to report to the head master, no one did it. Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen were still here, who would offend them.
Feng Yunyang shook his head and said: "I don't dare to boast that my peers in Guixu are invincible. Not to mention Guixu, just talk about the Seven Wilderness Ancient Continent where I was born. There are people who I am not very sure of defeating. First,
Bai Shanhe, the adopted son of the White Moon God Emperor, and Lin Xintong, the direct disciple of the White Moon God Emperor, their strength, even for me, is probably a little inferior!"
Suddenly hearing Feng Yunyang mention the Baiyue God Emperor, everyone present was trembling.
Originally, their flattery and compliments were nothing, but when it came to a specific person - the White Moon God Emperor, no one dared to joke about it.
You must know that the Qihuang Ancient Continent itself is composed of seven ancient continents. The area of each continent is far larger than that of the Sea of Tranquility, and there are many masters!
And Bai Yueyin, the White Moon God Emperor, forced his way through the seven ancient continents, unified the seven super sects of the original seven wastelands, and ended the thousand-year-old war between these seven sects.
After an unparalleled battle, in the end, this woman established the White Moon Divine Kingdom, and her achievements were unparalleled throughout the ages. This made the name of the White Moon Divine Emperor, even mentioned in Jinghai, awe-inspiring!
An elder laughed a few times and said: "The disciples of the White Moon Divine Emperor enjoy resources that are not comparable to those of other sects. Even our Ten Thousand God Ridge is indeed much worse than the White Moon Divine Kingdom. Few leaders can."
I have achieved such an achievement in Wanshenling, even comparable to Bai Shanhe and Lin Xintong, I am enough to be proud of!"
"Yes, it is particularly rare for the young master to be so humble despite being so talented."
As people were holding it, they saw the large formation that originally enveloped Chenyue Tower tremble suddenly!
"Boom!"
The vitality was shaken, and the door of Shen Yue Tower opened, and Yi Yun, dressed in purple, strode out. His brows were like swords, and his eyes were like daggers, which shocked people's hearts!
Originally, he didn't pay much attention to Feng Yunyang, but the person Feng Yunyang mentioned shocked Yi Yun. He was talking about - Lin Xintong, a close disciple of Empress Bai Yue!
"What did you just say? Who do you think your strength is inferior to?"
Yi Yun's loud voice passed directly through the twelfth level of the illusion path and reached everyone's ears clearly.
For a moment, everyone present was stunned. Hasn't this twelfth-level formation of the illusion path been activated? Yi Yun should have been trapped in the illusion world and unable to extricate himself, until the soul sea collapsed.
However, he not only walked out grandly, but also heard their conversation outside. He even opened the door and spoke to the people outside the formation!
"Has the formation not been launched yet?"
A direct disciple said in confusion.
They looked towards Feng Yunyang and saw that Feng Yunyang's face was turning green and white, which was extremely ugly.
How is this possible? How could the Twelve Heavenly Layers of Illusion Dao that he was so proud of have no effect on Yi Yun? This was the great formation passed down to him by the ancestor of all gods, although he could only use the Twelve Heavenly Layers of Illusion Dao
A small part of the power, but it is definitely not something that a Dao Palace realm warrior can withstand.
"I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf?"
Yi Yun shouted sternly, of course he was anxious about the news about Lin Xintong.
Feng Yunyang was a little confused by such a scolding, but he quickly reacted and said angrily: "It seems that I underestimated you. I'm afraid you may have had some unexpected encounters. Your soul is far stronger than that of a warrior of the same realm. Only in this way can you withstand my attack."
Grand Formation of Illusion Dao, but don’t worry, my Twelve Heavens of Illusion Dao has only opened the first four heavens, I will now activate the complete twelve heavens and pull out your soul!”
As Feng Yunyang spoke, he moved his hands together to create seals one after another, and the twelve formation flags lit up one by one!
Yi Yun's face was gloomy: "Let me ask you again, who did you just say you are not as strong as? Tell me who the disciples of Empress Bai Yue are!"
Yi Yun's voice already contained murderous intent. However, at this moment, Fengyun Yang would not pay attention to Yi Yun's questions. He had already concentrated his energy to the extreme.
"The Twelve Heavens of Illusion—all living beings are destroyed!"
Feng Yunyang's body jumped up. He was condescending and used the most powerful killing move of the Twelve Heavens of the Illusion Dao, the twelve formation flags, forming a killing force to destroy Yi Yun's soul.
At this time, Yi Yun couldn't bear it any longer. He stretched out his hand and the Fantasy Snow Sword appeared in his palm.
Huan Chenxue had already said before that the Huan Xue Sword had already changed its form so much that no one would recognize its origin, and Yi Yun could use it at will.
As soon as the Fantasy Snow Sword came out, the surrounding aura completely changed and became overwhelmingly cold!
At the same time, the burning evil god's fire was attached to the Fantasy Snow Sword. The combination of extreme cold and extreme heat, relying on Yi Yun's understanding of the laws of yin and yang, the two forces complemented each other and were extremely powerful!
"call out--!!"
The tip of the sword flashed with cold light, cut through the void, and hit the twelve-layered formation of the fantasy path.
The sharp sword energy was irresistible, and it instantly tore apart the formation with a point of Arrancar. The sword light continued unabated, and the formation patterns collapsed one after another!
Yi Yun, with his sword in hand, flew directly out of the twelfth level of the illusion path. He turned into a blue rainbow and arrived in front of Fengyun Yang in an instant!
"What!?"
Feng Yunyang, who was high in the sky, was shocked. He rushed out and touched the space ring in his hand, trying to take out a scimitar, but Yi Yun's sword was too fast, exceeding all Feng Yunyang's reaction time.
The sword light caused the evil god's fire to combine with the Taiyin Ice!
With the extreme alternation of one cold and one hot, Feng Yunyang's body-protecting energy exploded directly, and the Fantasy Snow Sword drove straight in, directly piercing Feng Yunyang's body.
"puff!"
Blood spattered, and Feng Yunyang felt a chaotic energy pouring into the right side of his body. It was so hot that it wanted to burn his internal organs into flying ash, and it was so cold that it wanted to freeze his bone marrow!
Feng Yunyang had no way to resist this force. At this time, the Huanxue Sword had already stabbed and pulled, directly cutting off one of Feng Yunyang's arms!
And Feng Yunyang's arm had just grabbed the scimitar in the space ring, but it was instantly frozen by the cold air, and the inside of the ice was burned by flames, and was burnt black!
"ah!"
Feng Yunyang screamed and fell heavily from the sky.
"Peng!"
Feng Yunyang was facing the ground and fell hard. An arm on the right side of his body was completely removed from the shoulder. The wounds were all frozen by the ice, but the wounds were burned again, making him look miserable!
In fact, Yi Yun's sword just now contained Taiyin's cold energy and evil god's fire, which had severely damaged Fengyun Yang's meridians. Without the repair of a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures and several months of recuperation, there was no way he could recover.
Yi Yun had better hold on to this, otherwise he could even kill Feng Yunyang with this sword!
To save Fengyun Yang's life, he wanted to ask Fengyun Yang for advice. Secondly, Yi Yun was not ready to fall out with Wanshenling. Yi Yun knew in his heart that Wanshen Ancestor spent so much money to train Feng Yunyang.
, and convened a meeting to personally determine the identity of the heir to the head of Fengyun Yang, then Fengyun Yang is probably extremely important to the ancestor of the gods. Killing him would be equivalent to breaking up with the ancestor of the gods.
Even with Lao She's support, Yi Yun didn't have the confidence.
"What did you just say? Who are the geniuses of Baiyue Divine Kingdom in Qihuang Ancient Continent?"
The icy Snow Fantasy Sword was pressed against Fengyun Yang's cheek. The cold air stung Fengyun Yang's skin. His hairs stood on end, and his skin was invisibly cut by the cold air, and the winding blood flowed out.
The water flowed down the edge of the Fantasy Snow Sword, but it quickly formed into red ice crystals and fell off, unable to contaminate the sword at all.
"You...you..."
Feng Yunyang's voice trembled. He still hadn't realized how he could be defeated so easily. How could the young man in front of him be so powerful?
Fengyun Yang felt that it was rare for anyone of his age to find an opponent. Although he knew he was not good in the White Moon Divine Kingdom, when he came to Wanshenling he would definitely kill everyone. How could he be defeated in one face to face, and the defeat was so tragic!