Dragon God Sovereign

Chapter 64: thrilling

Wang He's father, Wang Zhongxian, was the fifth-ranked minister of the empire and was of high authority.

The Royal Mansion is the highest level in Feiyun City, and all officials below Rank 5 regard the Royal Mansion as the leader.

This shows that Wang He's background is very strong, that is, the number one young man in Feiyun City.

In Feiyun City, and even the surrounding cities of Feiyun City, no one really dared to be presumptuous to Wang He, even if he was a fourth-rank official, he still had to respect him three points, because his father was a fifth-rank official!

Wang Zhongxian is a well-known protector of shortcomings. On the surface, he looks kind, but his heart is extremely cunning and vicious.

Wang He has such a strong background, if Feng Wuchen kills him, Feiyun City will surely disrupt.

"Smelly boy! Who are you?" Wang He asked, staring fiercely at Feng Wuchen, even if the Flame Sword was staring at his chest, he was not afraid.

"Tianzhou Wushuang City Fengjia!" Feng Wuchen answered indifferently.

"Very good! I am going to kill you Feng Family Mansion!" Wang He shouted fiercely.

Feng Wuchen frowned, and Sen said coldly: "Then I will kill you!"

When the words were over, the flame sword in Feng Wuchen's hand had slowly pierced into Wang He's chest, blood flowed out, and his clothes were dyed red.

"Stop!" A cold drink suddenly came, followed by a majestic aura spreading.

"call out!"

A purple light blasted towards the wind and dust with a sonic boom, at an amazing speed.

"Huayuan Realm Eightfold!" Feng Wuchen's complexion changed slightly, and immediately stepped on the ground with his feet on the ground, his figure quickly backed away, and he avoided it with extreme danger.

Feng Wuchen had already gone all out to fight the Huayuan Realm Sixth Layer. Facing the Huayuan Realm Eight Layers, he was not an opponent at all.

"Master, are you okay?" The visitor was a middle-aged man, tall and burly.

The visitor was Zhao Fei, the guard leader of the palace, and apparently someone had already reported to the palace.

As soon as Zhao Fei arrived, a large group of empire soldiers rushed in behind him and blocked the surrounding streets. No one was allowed to leave. They all squatted on the ground, and no one dared to move.

Wang He's face was extremely gloomy, his flesh and blood twitched constantly, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Kill him for me!"

Zhao Fei glanced at Feng Wuchen, and was shocked. With Wang He's cultivation base of the sixth level of the Huayuan realm, he could not match the youth of the third level of the Huayuan realm, and it was hard for Zhao Fei to believe it.

Zhao Fei didn't think Wang He was weak, but Feng Wuchen's strength was a little too strong.

After just taking a look, Zhao Fei rushed forward, urging the true essence in his body, and a tyrannical force burst out.

With Zhao Fei's strength, both power and speed are above the wind and dust.

"Triple Heavenly Fury Palm!"

Feng Wuchen urged the power of the Dragon God with all his strength, golden light glowed all over his body, and fell loudly, and Feng Wuchen made three palms.

A tyrannical golden palm print broke through the air, and the three palms were superimposed, greatly increasing its power.

"Xuan-level martial arts? Very powerful! With such power, it is no wonder that this kid can defeat the young master. It is not easy." Zhao Fei was surprised, but he was not afraid.

"Yellow-tier middle-rank martial arts! Diamond palm!"

Zhao Fei rushed up, his right palm condensed with tyrannical power, and he shouted and banged his palm up.

"boom!"

"puff!"

I have to say that Zhao Fei's strength is tyrannical, with a palm blasting on the palm print, easily crushing Feng Wuchen's palm print, and shaking Feng Wuchen to vomit blood, his figure slid out six or seven meters along the street ground.

The Flame Sword was inserted on the ground, and then it barely supported Feng Wuchen.

Facing the masters of Huayuan Realm Eighth Layer, Feng Wuchen was already very good without falling.

"Can withstand my seven success strength!" Zhao Fei was surprised again, and began to wonder about the background of Feng Wuchen.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, not only is the strength tyrannical, but the endurance is so strong, everyone will be curious.

Feng Wuchen quickly took out the Shenggu Buqi Pill and Qingmingxuan Pill and swallowed it. The more critical the moment, the stronger the effect of the pill.

Even if it is no match for the Huayuan Realm Eighth Layer, as long as you have a certain amount of True Qi and recover a certain amount of injury, Feng Wuchen will have the confidence to escape.

It's just that the surrounding streets are surrounded by large swaths of soldiers, and the wind and dust can't escape.

At this time, Wang He took a knife from a soldier and was walking over it step by step, with a fierce grin on his face.

"Smelly boy, before you kill me, you don't have to figure out who I am. Today you can hardly fly with your wings!" Wang He said coldly, planning to kill Feng Wuchen himself.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, "That's not necessarily!"

The cold eyes, with endless killing intent, made people afraid to look directly.

"Huh! Do you think you can run?" Wang He sneered with disdain, walked slowly in front of Feng Wuchen, raised the machete in his hand, and slashed towards Feng Wuchen's head without hesitation.

At this moment, Feng Wuchen's body suddenly burst into an extremely tyrannical true essence of ice, stabbed with ice, and the cold air spread wildly.

"Master, be careful!" Zhao Fei's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Wang He and hurried back.

Zhao Fei was not afraid, but Wang He, who was seriously injured, could not stop the tyrannical cold.

When Zhao Fei took Wang He back, Feng Wuchen rushed out towards the other side of the street with the flame sword in his hand, intending to blaze a trail.

"Kill him! Don't let him run away!" Wang He shouted angrily.

The soldiers blocking the streets rushed up, and no one dared to disobey the order.

"Shoo hoo!"

"Chichichichi!"

With a wave of Feng Wuchen Fire Flame Sword, dozens of tyrannical ice swords burst out, like torrential rain pear blossom needles, ruthlessly piercing the soldiers, screaming constantly.

Feng Wuchen killed and fell decisively and mercilessly. Wherever the flame sword went, the iron was cut like mud, and the soldiers fell one by one in a pool of blood. It was useless to come, and no one could stop Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen's face was cold and expressionless, like a cold-blooded killer.

The fierce means scared the crowd on the street pale.

Zhao Fei's face was extremely gloomy, and under Wang He's roar, he rushed up again.

"All retreat!" Zhao Fei shouted loudly.

Zhao Fei rushed up, Feng Wuchen had noticed it for the first time, turning around and swept out with a sword, and a tyrannical golden sword burst shot out.

At the same time, Feng Wuchen rushed towards the gate of the city, and all the soldiers who blocked him were ruthlessly killed by Feng Wuchen.

"Stop him for me! Zhao Fei! Go chase!" Wang He roared more and more, but how could the soldiers be opponents of the wind and dust?

Avoiding Jian Mang, Zhao Fei urged Zhen Yuan to pursue it quickly.

Feng Wuchen killed the soldiers in cold blood, while taking out the Qingming Xuan Pill, and planning to escape the city gate, he flew away with his sword.

However, what Feng Wuchen did not expect was that the city gate was also blocked by a large number of soldiers.

The palace dispatched at least several hundred soldiers this time.

Feng Wuchen's face sank, and there was no way out, and there were still many soldiers chasing after him.

Time cannot allow the wind and dust to think too much, he must escape before Zhao Fei catches up.

The true essence was injected into the flame sword, and Feng Wuchen wanted to use the sword to fly.

But at this moment, the soldiers at the gate of the city were suddenly beaten into flight by a group of people. They rushed in, pretending to be a way out.

Feng Wuchen glanced intently, and was immediately stunned, and said in astonishment: "Leng Mucheng! Chi Huang!"

"It's the Black Flag Army and the Sky Shadow Fire Cavalry!" Many soldiers saw Leng Mucheng's clothes, and the soldiers retreated.

The soldiers in the palace did not dare to clashed with the Black Flag Army and the Skyshade Fire Cavalry.

"It's really a soldier of the Black Flag Army and the Skyshade Fire Cavalry!"

"Why are they in Feiyun City? Why did they wound the soldiers of the palace?"

The crowd onlookers were both puzzled and surprised. The Black Flag Army and the Skyshadow Fire Cavalry were generally only in the barracks, and would never appear without special circumstances.

"Master Feng! Are you okay? We are late!" Chi Huang asked respectfully, his face extremely gloomy, and his whole body exuded a **** murderous aura.

That kind of cold murderous aura was only possessed by true imperial soldiers.

"It doesn't matter, why are you here?" Feng Wuchen asked.

"Master Feng, we knew that you were leaving, so we came to you right away. After searching several cities, we found Feiyun City." Leng Mucheng said.

"Master Feng, what's the matter?" another person asked.

"Wang He! These are the guards of the palace! They are not imperial soldiers!" The Scarlet Emperor saw Wang He's figure and his expression became serious.

"Mu Cheng! Go back and report to the general immediately!" The Scarlet Emperor whispered, Wang He's identity, and the Scarlet Emperor knew that even if they had Ye Cangqiong's backing, they did not dare to offend Wang He easily.

Even if their Black Flag Army and Skyshade Fire Cavalry, they are only soldiers and no official positions.

However, the Red Emperor and the rest of Ye Cangqiong's soldiers were not afraid of the palace, but they were not qualified to participate in the affairs of officials.

However, Feng Wuchen is a distinguished guest invited by Ye Cangqiong, the reborn parent of the Black Flag Army and the Heavenly Shadow Fire Cavalry soldiers! They will never stand idly by, even if they die!

Leng Mucheng quickly returned to the barracks without hesitation!

The guards of the palace dare not stop!

"Black Flag Army and Sky Shadow Fire Cavalry?" Zhao Fei and Wang He couldn't help frowning when they saw the clothes on the Red Emperor.

Who is Feng Wuchen? Why would the Black Flag Army and the Celestial Fire Cavalry help him?

"Smelly boy, I didn't expect that the Black Flag Army and the Sky Shadow Fire Cavalry were here to help you!" Wang He shouted angrily with a gloomy face.

Sweeping his fierce gaze towards the Crimson Emperor, Wang He coldly shouted: "This stinky boy wants to kill me, and you are guilty of shielding him! The general will not protect you when the general comes! For the general's face, I will not be with you. Don't worry, get out!"

"Wang He! Do you know who he is?" Chi Huang asked indifferently.

"I don't care who he is, if I want to kill me, I have to die!" Wang He shouted angrily.

"He is the Master Feng invited by the general to Yunzhou himself! He is the chief instructor of our Black Flag Army and the Skyshadow Fire Cavalry. You are disrespectful to Master Feng, and you beat Master Cold, are you not afraid of the general condemning him? "Red Emperor shouted coldly, extremely powerful.

"Master Wind?" The expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

"Master Feng with a thought?" Zhao Fei's face turned pale with fright.

After two months, Master Feng's reputation has spread throughout the imperial capital!

Situ Zhentian of the Fourth Stage Refining Master has been canonized as Prince by the emperor! Not to mention that Feng Wuchen is a fifth-grade refiner in the legend!

His position is detached, far above Situ Zhentian!