"Zhuowen! Be careful. This person is Feng Yong, the number one genius of the Feng family. He is extremely powerful. He once challenged Huangfu Wuji, but lost to Huangfu Wuji with one move. He is ranked eighth on the Qinghuang Ranking."
The young man in black stepped forward. Lu Yitao, who was behind Zhuo Wen, changed his face slightly and hurriedly explained in his ear.
Lu Hantian and Lu Nantian did not stop them. Feng Yong and Zhuo Wen were both juniors. People of the older generation should not take action. It would not sound good if they were accused of bullying.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen is not weak, so Lu Hantian is really not worried about Zhuo Wen having anything happen to him.
"Feng Yong of the Feng family?"
Nodding, Zhuo Wen focused his eyes on the young man in black in front of him, with a cold smile on his lips.
"Hey! Now that you know my name, I will give you a chance to kneel down and apologize to Feng Xiang, and cut off one of your arms."
Feng Yong glanced at Zhuo Wen indifferently. Although Zhuo Wen's performance in the Peach Blossom Spring was extremely amazing, in Feng Yong's view, Zhuo Wen's strength was not worth mentioning at all. After all, he was among the top ten on the Qinghuang list and had his own
Arrogance, how can you think highly of Zhuo Wen?
With Feng Yong taking the lead, Feng Xiang became bolder. He stared at Zhuo Wen and sneered: "Zhuo Wen, this is what will happen if you offend our Feng family. Now that brother Feng Yong has said it, he still doesn't kneel down and apologize to me."
"You're a loser, how dare you make irresponsible remarks in front of me?"
Zhuo Wen glanced at Feng Xiang lightly, and with a move of his right hand, a bone gun suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. With a step of his foot, Zhuo Wen flew towards Feng Xiang like a hurricane, with extremely fast speed.
"You are so brave, you actually dare to take action in front of me."
Zhuo Wen suddenly took action, shocking Feng Xiang. Feng Xiang could not help but take a few steps back. Feng Yong even shouted angrily, blocked Feng Xiang, and punched out with his right hand. The terrifying energy gathered into countless weapons.
The wind is so powerful.
"My target is not you!"
At the moment when he was about to approach Feng Yong, Zhuo Wen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and made a seal with both hands. Three pairs of thunder wings suddenly appeared on his back. His speed instantly reached the extreme, as if he was teleporting, and he avoided Feng Yong's attack.
"not good!"
Before Feng Yong could even react, Zhuo Wen had disappeared from his sight. When he reacted, his face changed slightly and he quickly looked behind him.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhuo Wen arrived in front of Feng Xiang with an extremely cold expression. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Feng Xiang.
At this moment, Feng Xiang's face turned pale. When he saw Zhuo Wen grabbing the palm, he gritted his teeth and took out a defensive spiritual treasure from the spiritual ring.
"it's useless!"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, and struck the defensive spirit treasure with his right hand. The golden light exploded, and the defensive spirit treasure shattered into countless powders. Feng Xiang was directly held in Zhuo Wen's hand, as if he were holding a little chicken.
With the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen took Feng Xiang and stepped back dozens of steps. He heard a roar. The moment he stepped back, the ground where he was standing collapsed and a big hole was created. Feng Yong stood there with a gloomy expression.
In the big pit.
"Zhuowen! Let go of Feng Xiang." Feng Yong said fiercely with veins popping out on his forehead.
Under his eyes, his man was caught by Zhuo Wen in such a grand manner. Feng Yong's face was completely lost. At this moment, his heart was filled with overwhelming anger.
Zhuo Wen ignored Feng Yong at all. He raised the spear with his right hand and heard a shrill scream. Feng Xiang's remaining left arm was broken at the shoulder level and blood spurted out.
"Do you still want me to kneel down and apologize?"
Zhuo Wen stared at Feng Xiang with cold eyes, word by word, his voice was as cold as the twelfth lunar month in winter.
"No! I don't dare anymore! Zhuo Wen let me go, I kneel down to apologize to you, please don't kill me!"
Feng Xiang was sweating profusely on his forehead, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear and regret at this moment.
He clearly knew that Zhuo Wen was a evil star, so why did he still provoke this person today? If he hadn't found Zhuo Wen, he wouldn't have ended up like this. He regretted it!
"Zhuowen! Didn't you hear that I asked you to let Feng Xiang go?"
Seeing Feng Xiang's arm being cut off, Feng Yong's expression became extremely gloomy. Zhuo Wen in front of him was so arrogant that he dared to destroy a member of the Feng family in front of him.
Everyone around also noticed the movement here, especially when Zhuo Wen cut off Feng Xiang's left arm in front of Feng Yong, many people looked at him with strange looks.
"You want to take action against me now? Feng Xiang is in my hands. If you take action, Feng Xiang's life will be at risk!"
Holding Feng Xiang in his left hand, Zhuo Wen faced Feng Yong with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Brother Feng Yong! Don't do anything, this Zhuo Wen will really kill me."
Feng Xiang rolled his eyes and kept struggling in Zhuo Wen's hands. He knew that Zhuo Wen dared to kill him if he dared to break his arm. If Feng Yong really acted rashly, he would definitely die.
"You know we are members of the Feng family, but you still dare to take action! I don't believe you dare to kill Feng Xiang."
Feng Yong snorted coldly. The Feng family was one of the five major families and was considered an extremely powerful force in the entire Imperial County. He did not believe that Zhuo Wen would kill Feng Xiang. After all, if he did, he would forge a deadly feud.
Everyone around was looking at Zhuo Wen with great interest. They didn't quite believe that Zhuo Wen would really kill Feng Xiang. After all, making grudges and making mortal enemies are two different concepts.
If they don't kill, the conflict between Zhuo Wen and the Feng family may still be resolved, but once they are killed, a feud will be formed and it will be basically impossible to resolve it.
Feng Yong was very confident that Zhuo Wen would never dare to kill Feng Xiang, so he didn't have any scruples. He stepped on Zhuo Wen directly with the sole of his foot.
"It seems that my words are just falling on deaf ears in your eyes!"
Shaking his head, Zhuo Wen squeezed his right hand violently, and heard a crisp sound of bone cracking. Then Feng Xiang, who was originally full of energy, his neck tilted to the side irregularly, and he died immediately.
Kill! Zhuo Wen actually killed Feng Xiang.
There was silence all around, the silence was terrifying. Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhuo Wen's hand, Feng Xiang, who had completely expired. No one spoke a word.
Feng Yong was also stunned. He did not expect that Zhuo Wen really killed Feng Xiang, and in front of him. After a moment of confusion, Feng Yong's heart was replaced by overwhelming anger.
"How dare you kill him?" Feng Yong said suppressing his anger.
"It wasn't me who killed him, it was you! Didn't I just say that if you dared to move, Feng Xiang would be dead! You didn't listen, but you wanted to take action against me. You forced me to kill him.
."
Zhuo Wen casually threw Feng Xiang's body at Feng Yong's feet, Zhuo Wen's eyes gradually turned cold.
"No one can survive the death of someone from my Feng family. You must die."
As he spoke, Feng Yong rushed towards Zhuo Wen, and the terrifying aura surged out of his body like a wild beast, crushing towards Zhuo Wen.
"The peak of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm?"
Narrowing his eyes, Zhuo Wen noticed that Feng Yong's aura was no weaker than Huangfu Wuji's at the moment when Feng Yong's breath came out. It was actually at the peak of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm.
"However, I may not be afraid of you!"
Licking his lips, Zhuo Wen took a step forward, and the same terrifying aura suddenly burst out, and then a gunfire burst out, forming a field of gun shadows around his body.
At this moment, Feng Xiang's right palm was covered with red light, and he blasted towards Zhuo Wen's face. Zhuo Wen stepped on the ball of his foot, raised the bone gun in his right hand, and the sharp tip of the gun instantly touched Feng Xiang's right palm.
Ding!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the two figures froze at first. A terrifying energy surged out between the two of them, and the ground beneath their feet completely cracked.
Kick, kick, kick!
The two of them retreated at the same time, Zhuo Wen retreated ten steps, and Feng Yong retreated five steps. Obviously, Feng Yong had the upper hand in the confrontation just now.
After all, Zhuo Wen has just broken through the early stage of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm, while Feng Yong is already at the peak of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm. There is a huge gap in strength between the two. It is extremely incredible that Zhuo Wen can defeat Feng Yong.
"In the early stage of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm? You actually have mastered the power of artistic conception?"
Stabilizing his body, Feng Yong's eyes showed a hint of shock. The Zhuo Wen in front of him was actually a warrior in the Seventh Wheel Emperor Realm. What was even more incredible was that this man actually understood the power of artistic conception that warriors dream of.
"Early stage of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm?"
In the Mu Qin County team, Luo Xing, Lu Yitao and others also had shocked expressions on their faces. Didn't Luo Xing just say that Zhuo Wen's strength was at the peak of the Six-wheel Emperor Realm? How come he is now at the early stage of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm?
Already.
"In the heart of darkness, Zhuo Wen breaks through again."
After calming down, Luo Xing finally found the most reasonable explanation. However, although this explanation was the most reasonable, Luo Xing still felt a little incredible.
It has actually only been three months since entering the Heart of Darkness. In such a short period of time, Zhuo Wen has actually made a breakthrough in his cultivation. This speed is too fast!
In another part of the square, Huangfu Wuji and Gran Lily, who were originally watching, frowned at the same time. Zhuo Wen showed the strength of the Seven-wheel Emperor Realm, which also surprised them.
"No loud fighting is allowed in front of the Jinluan Palace. The two of you will leave this place immediately with the team."
A loud shout suddenly came from the front, and Li Jin, the commander of the imperial guards in silver armor, riding a tall horse, quickly arrived between Zhuo Wen and Feng Yong, with a look of indifference on his face.
Feng Yong glanced at Li Jin with fear, looked at Zhuo Wen coldly again, and said: "You are lucky this time! When it comes to the ranking match, your luck will not be as good as it is now."
"You should be the lucky one. Otherwise, if you, Feng Yong, are defeated in my hands, your reputation will be ruined. By then, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it as a human being." Zhuo Wen retorted sarcastically.
"You are talking nonsense, full of nonsense. Although you are also a Seven-wheel Emperor Realm warrior, you are only in the early stage. So what if you have mastered the spear intention? Your cultivation is too different from mine. When the ranking battle begins,
I want you to kneel down and beg for mercy."
Feng Yong put down these harsh words and left the square with the Feng family members. Since Li Jin, the commander of the Imperial Guard, came out, it was naturally impossible for the two to start a battle.
Li Jin, the commander of the imperial guards, took a deep look at Zhuo Wen and shouted loudly: "Everyone, this Peach Blossom Spring training experience is over. You can leave here."