Chapter 187 Who is looking for death?

"The way to mend the sky--the way of heaven is incomplete, I will make up for it myself!!"

Fengyi laughed ferociously. In those years, the way of mending the sky taught to him by Nalan Zhouyi turned into the ultimate. The way of Tianyan was fifty, and he escaped one of them. The way of heaven was incomplete, and he used his body to mend the sky. He was so bold.

At this time, Fengyi also had red eyes and scarred all over his body. Half a month of pursuit has long been close to the point of drying up the oil lamp, but he maintained it with an idea and was undefeated. At this time, his whole body was almost exhausted. At this time, he was even desperate to kill it with one blow.

"Be careful, and I want to burn all the jade. Return it to me!" Feng Xian was furious, and this move was to make up for himself. He almost killed his Jindan monks, and there were several monks in the middle of Jindan. Because of his agance, he was killed by Feng Yi. Originally, more than a dozen monks in the Jindan period now only three Jindan's early subordinates are left. Feng Xian Can you not be angry!

"Haha, it's late!" I saw an endless Tianhe, hanging upside down, in the confusion, the stars twinkling, the sun and the moon rotated, layers of dead ash-like breath, ferocious and galloping. In the depths of the Tianhe River, a strange figure stepped on the starry river, his eyes exposed the starlight, and the dead ash condensed into a sword shadow of death and cut down.

"Ah, save me!"

One of the three monks in the early days of the Golden Dan was killed, and each of them was destroyed. His bodies fell to the ground without a trace of blood and died.

However, Fengyi also ran out of oil and the lamp. The way to mendify the sky incarnated into the Tianhe River. With one force to make up for it, the real yuan was consumed excessively, and the whole body was scarred, and the Taoist sword was fierce, leaving layers of blood stains.

"You..." Feng Xian said angrily that these were all his elites. In this way, they were completely destroyed by Feng Yi. How could Feng Xian not be angry and a little frightened?

Frightened? How can I be frightened? I am a monk in the late Jindan period. Will I be frightened in the face of a monk in the early days of Jindan? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Fengxian found that his state of mind was shaken and he went against the immortals. How could it be possible?

"Haha, Fengxian, now it's only you and me. Humph, it's time for me to avenge my sister. Just wait to die!" Although Fengyi was exhausted, he still stood still and forced up step by step, adding a few fierce wounds to his body.

"Well, I will be afraid of you, just a monk in the early stage of Jindan. How can I be afraid of you in the later stage of Jindan!" Fengxian said tremblingly.

"Don't be afraid of me, why do you retreat? Jindan late?! Humph, it's just a waste in Fengyue Gate who can only practice and is useless. In the middle of the foundation, the temple can kill the monks in the later period of Jindan. Are you a waste who can't do anything in the later stage of Jindan? Are you very powerful? Feng Yi suddenly stopped and said coldly. The sword behind him was fierce, and a trace of blood spewed out. Fengyi's face was snow-white, but it was supported by a will and could not go down!

"Impossible, in the later period of building the golden elixir, impossible, absolutely impossible!" Fengxian was hit so hard that he muttered to himself that he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked in horror, "Lord? Who is the Lord? Is it Zhou Yi who got the inheritance of the Star Hall?!"

"Well, you still have some insight. It's good to be the Lord!" Feng Yi smiled proudly. Now he can kill the monks in the middle of the golden elixir, and he is not the help of the temple owner. He not only provides a large number of spiritual stones, but also provides the way to cultivate immortals and mend the heavens, which is amazingly powerful.

xiu,xiu,xiu,xiu...

Suddenly, Fengyi's face suddenly changed. After this, he didn't expect that Fengyuemen valued this Fengxian so much. He not only sent more than a dozen Jindan monks to protect him all the time, but now sent four monks. Fengyi sighed in his heart that the general trend had gone, and there was no chance to escape today.

"Four more monks in the late Jindan period, you Fengyuemen really look up to me!" Feng Yi could no longer support it and fell down tremblingly.

"Young master, what's going on? Other monks? Could it be..." An old man in the late Jindan period has changed color. It will take some time to kill ten monks in the Jindan period, that is, the monks in the late Jindan period.

"Fengyue's fourth general, you have come better. Take down this monk and kill my ten Jindan period's men. I want him to be destroyed and cover up all breaths, so that no one can find any clues!" Feng Xian was angry and afraid that Zhou Yi, who was in the foundation-building period, was already so powerful. How about his current cultivation? It must be earth-shaking. If he came to him, wouldn't he have suffered a heavy loss?

"Well, your Fengyue Gate is so big. If I die, your Fengyue Gate will not have a good end. The Lord will avenge me!" Seeing that Fengyue's fourth general forced him to come up, Feng Yi smiled miserably and knew that he would no longer be spared. He took out a delicate thousand-mile note from the storage ring, huh? The passing note trembled, and Feng Yi's eyes lit up. Was the temple owner not far away? Feng Yi was happy and suddenly crushed the passing note.

"Huh? Pass notes! But it's not so easy to use notes from my subordinates!" A tall and thin monk among the four generals of Fengyue said with a ferocious smile. Suddenly, with a wave of his big hand, the mysterious trajectories permeated around, grabbing the notes that Feng Yi had just crushed.

"Broken sound sequence, condense back to the beginning!" Feng Guang looked proudly at the direction of the transmission note. The mysterious trajectory in his hand was covered around Fengyi and was about to grab it. Suddenly, Fengguang's face changed. Fengyi's crushed note beat strangely and jumped out of Fengguang's strange hand.

"It's weird!" Fengguang said with a bad face.

"You didn't intercept it? Is the monk who made this transmission note an old monster of the Yuanying period? Forget it, even the monk of the Yuanying period, we are not afraid of Fengyuemen. This monk dared to speak wildly and destroy Fengyuemen, and this son is a plant!"

"Humph, what kind of lord? It's just an unknown young man who dares not look up!" Feng Guang laughed at his ugly face and stepped out first.

"Real?"

A mysterious and confused voice suddenly rose up. Feng Xian, who had just been a little frightened, was suddenly shocked. Won't Zhou Yi's so-called temple lord come so soon?

"Who are you? I am a monk of Fengyuemen. I was ordered by the master to chase and kill this man. I don't know how to disturb my Taoist friends?!" Fengjing, the boss of the fourth general of Fengyue, a calm and old black-faced monk, was looking around.

"Humph, Fengyue Gate? I haven't heard of it! Is it just a nameless sect in the immortal world? Humph, those who dare to bully me, you don't want to exist!"

"Arrogant! Brother, don't talk nonsense to him. It's just a hidden decoration. It's definitely not a Yuanying monk or a Jindan monk. We will be afraid of him on April 4th? I will kill the early monk of this little golden elixir first!"

"Lord, is that you? I didn't forget what I asked. I have found more than 100 gifted children in the secular world, and I will definitely be able to help the Lord, but I actually found my sister at Fengyue Gate. For the sake of my sister's safety, I broke into the Fengyue Gate and was hunted down and killed without authorization. I hope the Lord is no wonder!" Fengyi didn't look at Fengguang who came step by step. In the eyes of Nalan Zhouyi, Jindan was just a jumping clown in the later period.

"Look for death!" A dying person is not afraid at all, ignores himself, and is furious. This is a naked insult!