Chapter 154

"No reason! It's wrong, it's all wrong, you bastards! You were frightened like this by a kid! Where is the elder of the peak main pavilion?"

Qi Feiyun's words fell, just listen:

"Third brother, to deal with such little devils, why bother the elders!"

A middle-aged man walked out of the peak main pavilion. This man was five-point similar in appearance to Qi Feiyun. He had an extraordinary aura. It was Qi Tianlie's second son, Qi Feiyu, whose strength had already reached the second floor of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Second brother, these guys are going against it, completely against it!"

When Qi Feiyun saw Qi Feiyu coming out, he was very calm and hurriedly said.

"Third brother, let's clean up these little devils for father!"

An understatement came over, and I saw a middle-aged man in a green shirt striding out of the peak main pavilion. There was a fierce look between his eyebrows, and his aura had reached the peak of the initial foundation-building stage. Three floors.

This person is Qi Feifeng, the eldest son of Qi Tianlie.

Qi Tianlie's three sons, each of which has established foundations, among them Qi Feifeng's strength is the most powerful, and he is only one step away from breaking through to the fourth floor of the foundation-building stage.

Qi Feifeng shouted at the top of the dragon descending step: "All the guardians of the dragon guard obey the order, you can ignore Chu Yan and deal with those disciples. Among them, those whose strength is below the fifth level of the Qi training period can be directly killed. Those above the fifth floor during the Qi training period can only be seriously injured!"

This is the genius of Qi Feifeng. The talents of the disciples below the fifth floor of the Qi training period are definitely poor. Killing them will have no effect on Feilongfeng. The disciples above the fifth floor are different. These disciples are the foundation of Feilongfeng's future. If they are all killed, Feilongfeng will no longer be able to support it.

Now that Qi Tianlie is not in the main pavilion, Qi Feifeng, the eldest son of Qi Tianlie, must be considered for Feilong Peak.

"Yes!"

All the guardians of the dragon guards rushed into the disciples behind Chu Yan as if they were amnesty.

"Chu Yan, today you came to provoke you, no one can save you! Die!"

Qi Feifeng snorted coldly, the savings bag on his waist flashed, and a black-colored bone sword flew out at an extreme speed. The golden light on it flickered and rose in the wind, instantly turning into five meters in length, moving towards a sure-kill trend. Chu Yan slashed at the head.

Low-grade magic weapon: Black Flood Dragon Sword

It is rumored that this spiritual weapon was made by Qi Tianlie who killed a fifth-order black flood dragon in the depths of the Duancang Mountains, extracted its spine and refined it with a variety of rare ores. It is said that this black flood dragon is only one step away from transforming into a dragon. Extremely powerful, this Black Flood Dragon Sword is also extraordinary.

Seeing the black bone sword that was slashing towards him at an extreme speed, Chu Yan didn't have the slightest panic on his face, but instead hung up a sneer.

"Qi'er, I have wronged you!"

Chu Yan whispered softly, put Hua Mengqi down and embraced her with one arm, her right palm slowly stretched out and was covered by a layer of secret numb bones.

The light-white spiritual power on the tiger demon's white bone hand exudes an icy, bone-piercing aura.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Seeing that Chu Yan just stretched out a palm, Qi Feifeng snorted with a playful smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. Although he had long heard that Chu Yan had a secret technique that could take the attack of a top-quality magic weapon with his bare hands, but his own But the spiritual tool, the top of the low-grade spiritual tools, wants to pick it up with bare hands, it is simply courting death.

However, in the next moment, his pupils instantly enlarged, filled with incredible colors.

"boom!"

I saw Chu Yan slammed it out with a slap, I saw that when the tiger demon white bone hand touched the black Jiao bone sword, a layer of frost was instantly covered in the place where it passed, and under the force of the palm, the black Jiao bone sword was actually directly. Was shot out.

"how is this possible?"

The spiritual tool was injured, and Qi Feifeng only felt the qi and blood in his body churning, and said with a look of astonishment.