Ximen Feng stood in front of Steward Sima, staring at Gu Xuan indifferently. His demeanor was graceful and unhurried. He was dressed in white clothes without any wind and was extremely elegant.
A holy radiance always shrouded Ximen Feng, making him look like a god in the sky.
I have to say that Ximen Feng’s official appearance was very cool.
There was a commotion at the scene.
All the warriors present, at this moment, their eyes fell on Ximen Feng.
They all looked surprised.
No one could have imagined that Young Master Xuan, a casual cultivator, could actually force Ximen Feng to come forward in person.
This is one of the five strongest bosses among the true messengers of heaven!
This person has always been a superior person, and the gap in status between Mr. Xuan and him is the gap between heaven and earth.
Gu Xuan looked at Ximen Feng's windless and automatic white clothes and curled his lips. This was too good at pretending.
It's just a pretense, but he still has those wings on his head, as if he's afraid that people won't know he's a birdman.
"What kind of taste do these Tiandao people have? Why do they like to get a pair of wings on the messengers of Tiandao?"
Gu Xuan was full of slander.
"But what exactly is that rune?
For it, even Ximen Feng flew here in person?
It looks like we have to fight again.
This Ximen Feng is one of the four world-suppressing angels, and his strength is probably unfathomable.
If we really get into a fight, my true strength will be exposed, and it doesn't conform to my low-key life principles at all."
Gu Xuan shook his head.
I want to keep a low profile, but because of my strength, he doesn't allow it.
Sad!
Little did Ximen Feng know that in just a few moments, Gu Xuan had already directed and acted in a big drama in his heart.
When he saw Gu Xuan shaking his head, he thought that Gu Xuan was deliberately looking down on him, so he couldn't help but get angry.
However, relying on his identity, he just snorted coldly and did not say anything harsh.
However, an extremely majestic momentum suddenly burst out from him.
This aura was extremely powerful and contained a strange power, as if a mountain was falling from the sky and was about to crush everyone into meat pies.
The face of a famous casual cultivator who was near here changed, and he was so frightened that he stepped back one after another.
Even Sima Butler took seven or eight steps back before forcibly regaining his balance.
Gu Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was extremely surprised.
He thought that Ximen Feng might be very powerful.
But I didn't expect that he would be so strong!
Based on this momentum alone, Gu Xuan has concluded that this person has truly touched the threshold of the realm of the Saint King.
This is not something that ordinary half-step saints can compare to.
Ordinary half-step saints, to put it nicely, are half-step saints, but in fact, their origins are often damaged, and the distance between them and the realm of saints is greater than that of peak profound saints.
But Ximen Feng is different. Although he is a half-step Saint King, his origin seems to be completely undamaged, and the distance between him and the Saint King is already extremely close.
Perhaps, all it takes is an epiphany to break through.
Gu Xuan even guessed that Ximen Feng may now be able to use some abilities that can only be used by strong men in the Saint King Realm.
His martial arts has reached its extreme level below the level of the Saint King.
When it comes to martial arts insights alone, Gu Xuan doesn't even dare to say that he will surely win against Ximen Feng.
"Are you petrified? That's right. The strength of this Palace Master is beyond your imagination.
It's normal for you to be shocked.
Hand over my rune and swear allegiance to my Western Town Realm Palace. The Lord of this palace can forget about the past.
You, this is the only way you can go!"
Ximen Feng stared at Gu Xuan coldly, his tone full of intimidation, and the surrounding air seemed to have become a bit colder.
In the distance, a group of loose cultivators from the Loose Immortal Alliance all had bitter expressions on their faces.
They never thought that a high-ranking figure like Ximen Feng would end up personally.
As soon as he came out, Young Master Xuan really had no choice but to agree.
As soon as Young Master Xuan left, the Sanxian Alliance also disbanded.
"After all, it is simply impossible for us casual cultivators to compete with these huge figures.
After all, we don’t have a top expert who can make the final decision and make everyone fear him.”
Taoist Shuimu smiled bitterly.
Upon hearing this, Sanshan Xuansheng and others could only shake their heads and smile bitterly.
Just when everyone thought that Gu Xuan would be forced to agree to Ximen Feng's request, Gu Xuan spoke.
"My young master never likes to follow the path designated by others.
So, I choose the second path."
Gu Xuan put his hands behind his back, as if the old god was there, as if Ximen Feng's words were not taken to heart at all.
Murderous intent emerged in Ximen's eye.
"I'm curious, what is your second road?
Could it be that this is the way to die generously?"
Gu Xuan shook his head.
"No, no, no, the second path I chose is to give you a path.
Either start a fight or get out!
I have to hold a meeting of the Sanxian Alliance allies, so I don’t have time to spend time with you!"
As soon as these words came out, it was shocking!
All the warriors who looked at this scene had their eyes widened and couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
Mr. Xuan, how dare you challenge Ximen Feng?
How dare he call Ximen Fenggun?
Ximen Feng's face turned livid.
After all these years, no one has ever dared to tell him to get out in front of him!
"You are looking for death!"
Ximen Feng raised his right hand, and a small tornado appeared in his palm.
The vast power erupted from such a small tornado, affecting the entire world.
The space seemed to be inspired by the tornado and began to rotate!
Puff puff puff!
The few half-step saints who were closest to him were affected by the energy of the tornado. They felt their hearts were shaken. They spit out a mouthful of blood and retreated desperately.
This power is so terrifying!
However, Gu Xuan, who was most affected by the tornado, stood there as if nothing happened, and not even his clothes were touched.
"die!"
Ximen Feng shouted coldly and finally took action. With a movement of his body, several wind dragons flew out of the tornado in his hand and rushed towards Gu Xuan!
"This Ximen Feng, it seems that the strongest martial art is the way of wind!
Each of these wind dragons can probably kill an ordinary half-step saint king!"
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes, and his pupils opened.
The Heaven-Destroying Sword appeared in his hand.
He was about to take action to kill those wind dragons, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
An aura that was somewhat similar to Ximen Feng's, and equally vast, suddenly appeared.
Immediately, a spear as powerful as a silver dragon cut through the space like a meteor and fell from the sky.
The few wind dragons that were about to attack Gu Xuan showed no resistance at all, and were smashed to pieces by the spears, turning into idle energy without any power at all.
Bang!
The spear was stuck on the ground.
Cracks appeared one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye, extending hundreds of feet.
hiss!
The sound of gasping for air could be heard one after another.
A famous casual cultivator was shocked beyond measure.
I thought that Young Master Xuan was already dead, but I didn't expect that someone would actually save him!
Moreover, the one who took action was such a heavyweight!
"Hahaha, Master Ximen, why are you angry?
Everything is easy to discuss, so why go to war?"
A young man in Chinese clothes strode to the spear and pulled it out.
This person's face is even more handsome than Ximen Feng's.
However, Gu Xuan didn't like this person at all.
Because this person also has a pair of wings on his back.
He is none other than the Master of the Southern Zhenjie Mansion, the Southern Zhenjie Angel, Nangong Qiu! (To be continued)