Chapter 170: First confrontation

With a few loud bangs, the two fought in one place. Feng Qingyang's strength is really strong. Although the physique is not as strong as Ling Yuan, the realm is much higher than Ling Yuan after all.

The spiritual practitioners on the second floor of the spiritual transformation period, not to mention Ling Yuan, even the two spiritual practitioners, Zhao Hua and Feng Yi, who have their own unique tricks to fight across the realm, dare not have any contempt for Feng Qingyang.

What makes Ling Yuan a little depressed is that the spiritual methods exerted by the other party's palms are all spiritual methods of the ground level. And his spiritual level is not as good as that of others, and his cultivation is inferior to that of others. So after the fight, it was a little uncomfortable after a few rounds.

Seeing that such a spiritual method is not the opponent of the other party, Ling Yuan stepped on Jiugong Xiangyunbu and flashed like lightning to the side of Feng Qingyang. The flowing wings behind him were also released again, using his own strengths to deal with the wind.

Physical confrontation, Ling Yuan is not afraid of the wind, and the speed is far worse. After Ling Yuan's fighting skills and flying spirit were used together, he suddenly felt a little dizzy. Feng Qingyang felt that he was surrounded by Ling Yuan's figure. The palms flew like wheels, and the spiritual power fluctuated in all direction, but they couldn't even touch the corners of Ling Yuan's clothes.

"Wind, remnant shadow."

Ling Yuan's body turns into ten thousand virtual shadows, forming a huge network that is impenetrable around the wind. Although Ling Yuan's strength can't break the windy spiritual shield for a while, if he continues to be entangled like this, he will be defeated sooner or later. Forced by Ling Yuan, Feng Qingyang's eyes began to be congested, anger turned into hatred, and murderous intent came from his body. Suddenly, with a loud shout, the spiritual power in Feng Qingyang's body gushed out and was suddenly divided into three.

"Feng Qingyang, dare you, stop it quickly."

As soon as Feng Lin saw Feng Qingyang showing the remnants of the wind, her face was a little frightened and quickly stopped it. However, at this time, Feng Qingyang, all his thoughts turned into hatred, and he wanted to die, so he didn't take Feng Lin's words seriously at all.

"Feng Qingyang, how dare you use the secrets of the Feng family here? This time, I will definitely argue with you in front of the patriarch. Don't you know that the Ling family and my Feng family have been friends for generations? What are you going to do today? Are you going to fight against the Ling family?

The wind instrument beside him was also a little shocked. He didn't expect that Feng Qingyang would be so irrational and show the secret method of the Feng family. The reason why the Feng family has been standing here among the four ancient clans is not relying on the endless genius children, but on this set of secrets. This set of secret arts is called Wind Shadow Art, which can increase infinite speed and strength.

The wind shadow skill is divided into four parts. The first one is called Wind Roar, which can improve the speed and attack power of the spiritual man by 50%, which can be learned by every disciple of the inner family. The second is called Windfall Leaf, which improves the speed and strength of the spiritualist 100%. In the Feng family, only the disciples who enter the four David team in the inner gate are qualified to practice.

The third weight is the remnants of the wind, which can increase the speed and strength by 200 percent. This skill is equivalent to the spiritual method of the ground level. Only the captains of the four Davids: the Eagles, Tigers, Leopards and Wolves are qualified to practice, as well as the guardians of Fengyi and those elders.

The most powerful one is the fourth, wind and god anger. Only patriarchs and patriarchs can practice. As the only daughter of the patriarch, Feng Lin has also practiced Feng Shen rage. Except for those who know the effect after practice, outsiders don't know it. However, because Feng Lin's cultivation is too low, she can't fully exert the effect of wind and anger until the spiritual change period, and naturally she will not use it casually.

"Huh, Ling family? The Ling family is not worthy of such friendly treatment as our Feng family. What can the decline of a thousand years and Ling Tian claim to be the once-in-a-lifetime genius of the Ling family? Didn't it die in the world more than 200 years ago? The Ling family has long been in decline and will not accompany them to join the ancient clan at all. Miss is the only heir of the Feng clan and the most complete heir of bloodline over the years. I absolutely don't allow this Ling family to have any ideas.

"Ling Yuan, you don't want anyone else to save you today. Do you think that the establishment of a so-called Yan League can really compete with the ancients? Haha, thanks to the Phantom Palace, which still self-respects of being the first ancient clan, unexpectedly returned in the hands of you rabble. I can destroy your so-called Yan League by myself.

After the roar of the wind, the wind's black hair suddenly split down, and the breath on his body suddenly increased, and a slight light appeared under his feet. He slowly stretched his limbs, and there was a rattling sound from his joints. Feeling the increased strength in the body and the feeling of lightness, Feng Qingyang is confident. Unless the wind instrument also roars, no one present is his opponent. And the wind family rules absolutely do not allow the same clan to use unique skills to fight against each other, otherwise they will be killed.

The wind was full of confidence, and his toes flew above Lingyuan's head, looking down at Lingyuan, and his palms quickly condensed a golden lotus flower. The lotus gradually opened from the flower bones, and when it was completely bloomed, the windy body swooped down and rushed to Lingyuan.

Feng Qingyang's palms pushed the golden lotus in the palm of his hand and went towards Lingyuan. Although Ling Yuan still turned into a phantom and seemed unable to start at all, the golden lotus gradually expanded. After Feng Qingyang suddenly pushed Jinlian out with both hands, there was already a house the size of a house. The whole world where Ling Yuan is located has been blocked.

"Well, you want to kill me, but I don't know if you have the ability. Star picker."

Feering the terrible power contained in Jinlian, Ling Yuan snorted coldly. Feng Qingyang started to kill, and Ling Yuan also had the heart to kill. Although this kind of attack is terrible, it is unlikely that Ling Yuan will hit himself hard. At present, the left hand condensed a whirlpool and used the star-picking hand. The right hand shook, and the power of fire jumped out, and the fiery palm became spiritualized.

bang. After this attack, the two saw a loud noise in the middle of the yard, which shook violently, as if there was going to be an earthquake.

"Quickly back."

At the moment when the sound of the explosion came out, the wind instrument shouted. Everyone is a master of spiritual cultivation, and naturally they feel the fluctuations of spiritual power emitted by the two people. He quickly dodged away one by one and left a few feet away, which escaped the damage of Lingbo.

"Brother Ling Yuan."

The violent energy explosion blew the space into dust. In the dust and fog, a figure flew backwards. Standing in the air, the wind is clear. As soon as he saw Feng Qingyang, a master of the spiritual change period, he spewed out blood and seemed to have suffered a lot of damage. Feng Lin immediately shouted worried.

This situation made everyone frown. Xiao Qingyu, Tan Mingzhe and Zhao Hua on one side opened the spiritual shield in an instant and were about to do it. The masters of the spiritual transformation period can have such damage. Everyone is worried about Ling Yuan. Ling Yuan is only the cultivation of the sixth layer of the spiritual infant period. It may not be known that he was directly killed by Feng Qingyang.

"Cough, boy, you are really tough. I didn't expect that just the infantile cultivation could hurt me. However, you also completely angered me. Today, not only are you going to die, but your so-called Yanmeng will also suffer annihilation.

As the wind finished speaking viciously, a figure flew out of the smoke and dust again. However, Ling Yuan's situation is much worse than that of Feng Qingyang. The clothes on the body were also torn, and the hair was loose. On the skin exposed under the tattered clothes, the scars were bleeding dripping. However, a bright-eyed person can still see that although Ling Yuan's trauma is much more than Feng Qingyang, Ling Yuan's face is calm and there is no internal injury.

In this round of the hand, Ling Yuan took advantage of it. This result was unexpected by the people present. Feng Qingyang stared at Ling Yuan, his hands slowly crossed his chest, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised with a fierce expression.

"Xingfengzhan, boy, you have no regret to die under the attack of my most powerful move."

Crossed hands, golden light suddenly appeared, and a cross fell from the sky and went straight to Lingyuan.

"Stop, wind instrument, stop it quickly."

Feng Lin knew the power of Feng Qingyang's unique move. At this time, she didn't care about any generation and directly shouted the name of Feng Yi. The wind instrument's face was embarrassed. The rules of the wind clan do not allow people to fight with each other. Previously, Feng Qingyang was restless about Fenglin, and Fengyi still had a reason to do it. But at this time, the other party killed Ling Yuan. Although the two families used to be friends, now, Feng Yi can only bow his head with a dull face.

"Humph, take action to intercept? I'd like to see who can stop you from the mob of the Yan League. Fengyi, even if you take action, it's too late.

As he spoke, the cross cut had fallen on top of Ling Yuan's head and burst. The violent energy fluctuations made Fengyi and Zhao Hua, two spiritual practitioners at the peak of the infant period, feel bursts of fear.

"Oh, rabble? Humph, a small disciple of the Feng clan dares to be presumptuous in my Yan League. Do you really think that no one in the Ling family can cure you in the Yan League? Don't say it's you, even your patriarch, I'm afraid you dare not say such arrogant words when you see me.

Looking at the cross, he was about to blow up on Ling Yuan. Feng Lin, bloodthir and other young people closed their eyes. At this time, there was a roar from afar. Then, a space force came, forming a space shackle in mid-air, trapping the cross in the middle in an instant.

With a pop, the powerful cross chopping, in the shackles of space, like a firecracker extinguished. After a soft sound, there was no movement.

Ling Yuan stood there, with a burst of fear in his heart. It's not that he didn't want to hide just now, but he didn't have the power to avoid at all. Cross Zhan is worthy of Feng Qingyang's unique skill. When it is released, it directly locks Ling Yuan's breath. It's similar to the star picker, which traps Ling Yuan and can't move.