Hearing the roar, Feng Wuji remained expressionless and buried his head in eating the remaining food.
Then he took a sip of tea and then stood up slowly.
"Feng Tianlong, you came at the right time."
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw Feng Tianlong coming menacingly. On the stretcher beside him was Feng Jun, who was wrapped into a rice dumpling.
"Boy, I said last time that I will kill you!"
Feng Tianlong strode directly over, shaking the floor into pieces.
If you disagree, you will be killed!
"What? Are you so eager to take action?" Feng Wuji glanced coldly at Feng Jun on the stretcher, and then said: "I said last time that he brought it upon himself."
"Dad, kill him quickly!" Feng Jun, who was on the stretcher, was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled crazily.
Not only was his Dantian destroyed, but his meridians were broken in several places. Without the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth, he would be a cripple from now on.
"Feng Wuji, I couldn't kill you last time because you were lucky!" Feng Tianlong shouted: "This time, you can't escape!"
He didn't talk nonsense at all, he just punched and punched hard!
Feng Wuji sighed and said bluntly: "For an old guy like you who doesn't know the difference between right and wrong and only cares about his shortcomings, isn't it normal for his son to be abandoned?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he quietly avoided using the force of his fists.
Then, slowly move the fingertips of your right hand.
boom!
A snow-white wave of air surged out and landed three inches below Feng Tianlong's right shoulder.
"puff……"
Blood splattered, and Feng Tianlong's expression was extremely horrified!
He felt a chill in his right arm, and it collapsed instantly. The blood vein was broken, and even the transmission of Yuanli was directly interrupted!
Just this one blow caused him to suffer a lot of backlash!
Xuan Bingzhi is extremely cold.
Just now, one of Feng Tianlong's bloodlines was cut off, and the blood flow in that area was frozen, directly destroying his first level of bloodline cultivation!
Although only one bloodline was severed, Feng Tianlong's combat power was reduced by more than half.
The blood is connected to the right arm, which is equivalent to an entire arm being crippled!
Feng Wuji shook his head and said with a slight smile: "You have lost an arm in just one encounter, are you sure you want to continue?"
"you wanna die!"
Feng Tianlong looked vicious. From the beginning, he wanted to punch Feng Wuji to pieces, but he didn't expect that the other party actually hid such a skill!
He was extremely regretful at this moment and regretted that he had not directly killed the opponent in the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion last time!
Nor did he expect that in just a short period of time, Feng Wuji would have the strength to fight back.
Thinking of this, my blood boiled instantly.
Mobilize all your energy and attack again!
At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder, holding him down, and a surge of energy flowed into his body, calming down the violent aura.
"Master of the Palace?"
Feng Tianlong turned around and found a middle-aged man in black clothes. He had white hair on the temples and eyebrows pierced through his ears. He was not angry and powerful. Who else could he be if he wasn't the master of the palace?
"Third Elder, please step aside." Feng Taixuan said in a deep voice.
Feng Tianlong was in awe, hesitated for a moment, and then ordered someone to carry the stretcher and left the Young Master's Mansion.
On the way, he unexpectedly met Feng Qianjue, who was walking towards him.
"Eldest Young Master?"
"Third Elder, Feng Wuji is my stepping stone. I don't want him to die before the New Year Ceremony." Feng Qianjue glanced at him and said coldly: "I am about to break through and step into the Return to Origin Realm.
When the time comes, I will kill him in one fell swoop and take advantage of the situation to establish my authority, so don't ruin my good deeds."
Feng Tianlong was shocked.
Return to Yuan Realm?
The eldest son is only in his early twenties, and he is about to make a breakthrough?
What a genius!
He sighed inwardly.
In the entire Great Desolate Territory, those who enter the Guiyuan Realm in their early thirties can be regarded as powerful and famous people, and they will definitely be candidates for the heads of various palaces in the future.
He didn't even dare to think about a twenty-year-old Guiyuan realm expert!
Feng Qianjue nodded and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will save his last breath and let you personally avenge Feng Jun."
"Thank you so much, eldest son, Feng Tianlong will serve you to the death!"
Hearing this, Feng Qianjue nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left.
He is the best at winning people's hearts. Not everyone in Feng Mansion is a tough guy, many of them have been frightened by him and are willing to surrender.
However, there are still some troublesome people.
In the young master's mansion.
"I don't know that the master of the palace is here. I am not welcoming you from afar. I am rude." Feng Wuji smiled, stared at his uncle Feng Taixuan opposite, and shouted into the room: "Qingluo, serve tea to the master of the palace quickly."
After a while, Feng Qingluo brought a cup over and said aggrievedly: "Brother, our young master's mansion is too poor. We don't have tea, so we can only drink cold water."
Feng Wuji suppressed his laughter and handed over the cup filled with cold water, "The master of the palace won't mind, right?"
"Of course not."
Feng Taixuan took the tea cup and drank the cold water in one gulp. Then, the cup shattered inch by inch in his hand and turned into powder!
"I hope that during the New Year Ceremony, you can still be as calm as you are today." Feng Taixuan's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he said in a deep voice: "I heard that after your three-day battle with Ye Lanxi, uncle
I sincerely hope you win, after all, only if you are alive can you legitimately give the title of Young Palace Master to Qian Jue."
"Your Excellency, you are worrying too much. This battle will definitely not disappoint you."
"Having confidence is a good thing."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Taixuan turned around and left.
As soon as he went out, there was a growling sound in his stomach. He suddenly felt something was wrong and hurried towards the nearest hut.
Seeing Feng Taixuan's embarrassed look, Feng Wuji asked curiously: "Qingluo, did you give him any medicine?"
"No way, what he just drank was the foot washing water that I had put in for several days..."
Feng Wuji immediately covered his forehead with a look of helplessness.
After taking a short rest, he went to the back mountain of Feng Mansion and practiced Xuan Bing Finger.
The reason why Feng Tianlong's bloodline could be cut off with one move before was actually because the other party was too reckless and did not find out his own strength, so he took action rashly, and the defeat was not unfair at all.
What's more, at such a close range, the Xuan Bing Finger can hit almost every target!
Ye Lanxi is different from him. Not only is she at the eighth level of the Divine Vein Realm, but she is also good at long-range attacks. When fighting, she will inevitably keep a distance to prevent close combat!
Thinking of this, Feng Wuji drew dots of different heights on the trunks of dozens of big trees to practice more.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Several snow-white air waves burst out and penetrated the three big trees. The frost that grew out was like a spider web, freezing the tree trunks. The cultivation of the seventh level of the Divine Vein Realm was brought into full play.
Feng Wuji was once the most talented person in the human world. Every combat skill in his hands could explode with 120% power, far exceeding that of ordinary people!
This time, after a night of hard work, he finally found that feeling again.