Seeing this situation, all the elders and direct disciples present were completely stunned. Originally, in their opinion, Feng Yunyang, as the disciple of the ancestor, his talent must be the best in Jinghai and unrivaled in the same realm.
In the previous battle with the two direct disciples, Feng Yunyang won easily. Many people thought that he did not try his best. But now, when he faced Yi Yun, how could he be defeated by Yi Yun with one move?
A few days ago, Yi Yun faced Song Bowen and defeated him with one move. Now he faced Feng Yunyang and defeated him with one move! There is almost no difference!
Then what kind of strength should Yi Yun be? The ancestor could simply accept Yi Yun as a closed disciple.
"Didn't you hear what I asked you just now?"
As Yi Yun asked, the edge of the Fantasy Snow Sword kept cutting into Feng Yunyang's cheek. The entire right half of Feng Yunyang's face was frozen, and the pain felt like needle pricks.
He was so frightened at this moment, coupled with the bone-chilling cold, that he trembled and said, "I...I said..."
"My strength is not as good as...not as good as Bai Shanhe, and...Lin Xintong..."
"Who is Lin Xintong and what is her origin?"
Yi Yun asked again.
But how did Feng Yunyang know that when he was in the Qihuang Ancient Continent, he was just a disciple of a small sect and not from the White Moon Divine Kingdom at all. He shook his head blankly: "I... I really don't know, I only know that she
He is a close disciple of the White Moon God Emperor."
Hearing Feng Yunyang's answer, Yi Yun frowned. He was not satisfied with this answer.
He was not 100% sure that Lin Xintong was his wife, but thinking about it carefully, Yi Yun had heard from Princess White Fox that Lin Xintong had had an adventure and had greatly increased her strength. He also learned that Lin Xintong had come.
Back to the ruins.
There are as many returning warriors as there are sands in the Ganges, so it is not surprising that they have the same name. However, if they are top geniuses, the number is greatly reduced, and the chance of having the same name is very small.
"Yi Yun! What are you doing? Why don't you let Junior Brother Fengyun Yang go quickly!"
Seeing that Feng Yunyang's head was almost frozen, Cang Wu shouted.
Yi Yun turned around and looked at Cang Wu. This look made Cang Wu feel weak.
This Yi Yun is so weird. How come he is so powerful? Feng Yunyang is already a fourth-level warrior in the Tao Palace, and his talent is extremely good. Yi Yun can defeat him easily. Doesn't it mean that Yi Yun already has the skills of an ordinary venerable?
Strength?
This idea frightened Cang Wu. If this happened, wouldn't it mean that the head master would accept Yi Yun as a closed disciple? Does that mean that he would become the head of Wanshenling in the future?
Not only Cang Wu, many people had this idea at this time. Yi Yun's violent beating of Feng Yunyang seemed to offend his ancestor. In fact, according to the long-standing tradition of Wanshenling, he would be appreciated for stepping on Feng Yunyang.
Underfoot.
Once Yi Yun's status skyrockets, how can they get any good results if they offend him?
Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen, in particular, were already pale at this time. If Yi Yun gained power, it would no longer be a question of whether they would have something to eat. I am afraid that the entire family would be eliminated from Wanshenling! At this time, Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen,
How could anyone still care about the younger generation being killed by Yi Yun?
"Junior Brother Yi, you should leave Feng Yunyang to me. After all, he is the ancestor's disciple."
Cang Wu knew that he could not suppress Yi Yun, so he moved out of his ancestor.
Yi Yun raised his eyebrows. He didn't ask what he wanted to ask. There was no value in keeping Fengyun Yang around. Moreover, the Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Gods didn't know what he was thinking. Fengyun Yang might be of great use to him. Yi Yun
Naturally, he would not kill Feng Yunyang now.
Yi Yun kicked Feng Yunyang, and Feng Yunyang's body rolled out, spun around several times, and landed in Cang Wu's hands.
This touch on Feng Yunyang's body was like touching a piece of ice. Cang Wu took a deep breath, took out a pill from the space ring and fed it to Feng Yunyang.
Everyone present looked at each other in shock. No one expected that Feng Yunyang would be instantly killed by Yi Yun.
"Master Yi, I just offended you. I offended you so much. Please don't take offense."
"Young Master Yi really opened my eyes today. I originally thought that Feng Yunyang was already a rare genius in the world, but I didn't expect that Young Master Yi is the most evil genius in the world."
Many people present said in embarrassment, trying to restore their image in Yi Yun's heart.
Their mood at this moment was as if they had just swallowed a fly. What kind of thing is this today? A group of people came to arrange for Feng Yunyang to move into Chenyue Tower in high spirits. In the blink of an eye, Feng Yunyang was beaten until his face was bruised and swollen.
Then they also suffered misfortune together.
"Let's go and find the head master."
Cang Wu was in an extremely depressed mood. He was an arrogant person. He had been targeting Yi Yun in various ways before, but now he was asked to say something nice to Yi Yun. He couldn't lose his face at all, so he had to leave quickly.
The group of people left in despair. Naturally, Yi Yun still lived in Shen Yue Building. No one dared to ask Yi Yun to move out.
…
A quarter of an hour later, in a dark hall, the Dragon Cauldron stood in the center of the hall, its body filled with vitality, as if black flames were burning.
A boy in red is standing in front of the Kanglong Cauldron. He is facing the Kanglong Cauldron and his back is to the gate. Behind the boy in red is an old man in gray. This man is the head of Wanshenling.
"My lord, Feng Yunyang was defeated by Yi Yun, and one of his arms was cut off. This arm was frozen by the cold air and burned by black fire. It is not impossible to reconnect it, but it will take a lot of time and days.
Treasures of materials and land.”
"I know everything." The boy in red said solemnly, his voice as hoarse as ever, "If he succeeds more than he succeeds, he will fail more than he fails. He just has a decent talent, because I spent a lot of resources on him to make him what he is now.
He is proud of his strength and thinks highly of himself, which is really stupid!"
When Feng Yunyang was mentioned, the boy in red showed a look of disgust. If this apprentice was not of great use to him, he would have wanted to slap him to death.
"What should I do about Yi Yun? He is really too arrogant. He killed Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen, two of his direct disciples, and now he has severely injured Fengyun. *** He doesn't take the rules of Wanshenling into consideration at all. If he doesn't deal with it,
He, he may get worse, but having said that, his talent is simply the highest I have ever seen in my life, and I don’t know how to deal with it.”
Mentioning Yi Yun, the boy in red showed a rare frown. In his opinion, Yi Yun was like a pool of water that could not be seen through, and he did not look like a young man at all.
"Since Yi Yun can activate the dragon soul in the Kanglong Cauldron, and his bloodline is quite pure, let's keep him for now and closely monitor his every move. I don't want any accident to happen at the last moment."
"I'm already monitoring him." The leader of the gods took the order, "I will definitely do my best to ensure that everything goes smoothly."