Yuncang Mountain.

Green pines and cypresses, waterfalls and flowing springs, purple aura is like a waterfall, pouring down on the cliff, like a purple dragon hanging upside down.

This is a first-class blessed place, like a holy dwelling place.

It's just that there is a shadow over the Yuncang Mountain at this time.

Li Duxing returned with serious injuries, and fell into a coma as soon as he arrived at the camp.

He is the number one expert in the imperial camp. He already has the cultivation base of the Eight Tribulations of Longevity. Within two years, he is destined to enter the Nine Tribulations of Longevity.

If there is no accident, two years later, Li Duxing will represent the finale of the empire and go to Guandao Mountain to debate.

But the accident happened today!

"This is a conspiracy!"

"It must be a poisonous hand under the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, because everyone knows that Li Duxing is the key figure on our side in the Guandao Mountain debate two years later."

On Yuncang Mountain, angry voices were everywhere.

When Lin Xun and Ye Xiaoqi returned, they saw such a scene.

Li Duxing is injured!

This made Lin Xun frown.

Ye Xiaoqi said angrily: "Needless to say, it must be the ghost of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans. When we were on the way back, weren't we also ambushed by the stubble of the Spiritual Feather?"

Ye Hongxue and the others all nodded.

Lin Xun said: "It's useless to say this now, let's go see Li Duxing first."

"it is good."

Ye Xiaoqi nodded.

...

On the halfway of Yuncang Mountain, there is a row of buildings, all made of huge hard rocks.

In front of one of the temples, there were people surrounded by figures, men and women, all of whom looked young, but their auras were astonishing.

The weakest have the cultivation of the Second Tribulation Realm of Longevity!

In the empire, this is a terrifying force that is enough to deter the world, but it is very common in this blood-killing battlefield.

"Brother Qin, what happened to Li Duxing? Did he wake up?"

"Brother Qin, did he say who the murderer is?"

A loud voice rang out,

Everyone has a different look on their face, some angry, some gloomy, some worried and anxious.

But at this time, many eyes are looking at one person at the same time.

The man stood at the front of the hall, dressed in a golden robe, with a high crown and a belt, his face was handsome and calm, and he was accompanied by several men, which made him stand out from the crowd.

This person is Qin Feiyu.

In the Yuncangshan Empire camp, not only is it extremely powerful, but also extremely prestige.

Qin Feiyu said loudly: "You don't need to worry, if there is news, I will tell you as soon as possible."

"Can I go in and have a look at Fellow Daoist Li?"

someone asked.

Qin Feiyu shook his head and said solemnly, "At these critical moments, what Li Duxing needs is healing and repair, not visits. You should go back."

"Hmph, Zhao Jinglin and the others can go in, why can't we go in?"

Someone hummed.

Qin Feiyu glanced up and saw Ningmeng, the grandson of the Jagged King Ning, who was not returning. He frowned and said displeasedly, "They are here to help Li Duxing heal.

Ning Meng was furious: "You said that I am causing trouble? I still suspect that you are causing trouble. Who doesn't know that Li Duxing is the one who doesn't like to see you the most? But now you are controlling this place and pretending to heal him. It's clearly the weasel that greets the chicken for the New Year, and it's not good-hearted!"

The crowd was restless for a while, and many people laughed bitterly.

Ning Meng's temper is the most fiery, and his temperament is domineering. He is not in the same group as Qin Feiyu.

Over the past ten years, they have fought openly and secretly between them many times. Everyone knows that whether it is Ning Meng or Qin Feiyu, they are not used to each other.

"Ning Meng, what time is it, you are still making a fool of yourself!"

Qin Feiyu's face sank and his eyes were cold, "At other times, I will tolerate you three points, but if you dare to cause trouble at this time, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ning Meng stood up suddenly, his majestic figure was like a hill, giving people an oppressive atmosphere, and said coldly: "You're welcome? Come, come, I want to see, how you are welcome, I'm not afraid to tell you, whoever dares to stop me today is my enemy!"

Saying that, he strode forward.

Qin Feiyu's face became ugly, and he waved: "Come on together, and drive this rude guy away!"

Beside him, a group of men and women stood out with bad expressions.

"Group attack? You really look down on your grandfather Ning, but just with these things, it's not enough!"

Ning Meng was disdainful, and his power became more and more compelling.

"What if you add me?"

Qin Feiyu said coldly.

"Neither can you."

Ning Meng said without hesitation.

"Humph! Others are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid, get out of here!"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the hall, like a blood-colored thunder, roared, with a terrifying aura of destruction, rushed out, and slapped Ning Meng with a palm.

This is a young man in red robes, with a violent aura, a fierce look, extremely tyrannical and domineering, and he immediately started.

There was an exclamation in the field, and the crowd dispersed.

Seventh Prince Zhao Jingfeng!

Ning Meng's eyes narrowed, revealing a dignified expression, and he waved his palms against him without hesitation.

boom!

In the terrifying sound of collision, Ning Meng stepped back and retreated a few steps, his face was blue and white, and he looked ugly.

At the same time, Zhao Jingfeng, who was wearing a red robe, fell to the ground, and said with a stern expression: "Are you going to get out by yourself, or let me continue?"

There was silence in the field.

Many people showed fear, Zhao Jingfeng was the most ferocious of the imperial princes, his combat power was also extremely fierce, and he was the most ruthless.

"Go away."

"I don't know what to do, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation if the Seventh Prince has to do it himself?"

Qin Feiyu and others sneered, their expressions full of mockery.

Ning Meng's face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "I said, whoever does not let me in today is my enemy!"

He took a deep breath, fighting intent in his eyes.

It is true that he asked himself that he was not Zhao Jingfeng's opponent, but he had to come, very simply because Li Duxing was his brother!

In today's Yuncang Mountain, Shi Yu, Gong Ming, and Ye Xiaoqi have not returned, and he is the only one left. At this time, he must not back down.

"If you're going to get out of here, you still don't agree. If that's the case, then kneel here and repent!"

The fierceness in Zhao Jingfeng's eyes flickered, and his whole body exuded a tyrannical aura, like a furious ancient beast.

boom!

When he spoke, he rushed out without hesitation, the blood-colored thunder rolled around, and the power was terrifying, and he slapped Ning Meng with another palm.

The power of that palm is majestic and domineering, and the laws circulate, and the end is fierce and shocking, like a blood-colored thunder, which is shocking.

Some people couldn't help but avoid it, couldn't bear such terrifying oppression, and were worried that it would be affected.

Some people were unbearable, and sighed in their hearts, why is this so hard? How could the seventh prince be able to provoke anyone?

Qin Feiyu and the others are all sneering, this Ning Meng is really a mindless man, and he dares to fight against the seventh prince, he is absolutely clueless!

At the same time, Ning Meng also felt great pressure, but he did not flinch, and there was an unprecedented determination in his expression.

He can't go back!

Because he couldn't trust Qin Feiyu's group, nor did he believe that they would kindly heal Li Duxing.

He even suspected that this time Qin Feiyu and the others were in control of this place, and they were afraid that they were still thinking about it, and they wanted to be detrimental to Li Duxing who was seriously injured and in a coma!

At this time, as a brother, how can he retire?

Boom!

The void is tumbling violently, producing a deafening roar.

Zhao Jingfeng's palm strength has been broken and killed, just when Ning Meng gathered the strength of his whole body and was about to attack, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Snapped!

Then, a crisp slap sounded, allowing everyone to hear clearly.

Immediately, everyone saw that the fierce and tyrannical Zhao Jingfeng was directly swept away, and fell to the steps in front of the hall like a gourd, causing the steps to collapse into cracks.

One can imagine how powerful this slap is!

Looking at Zhao Jingxuan again, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, his cheeks were red and swollen, his hair was loose, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone in the vicinity turned pale, who would dare to be so bold and slap the seventh prince? And it's so powerful...

Qin Feiyu's mocking smiles on their faces froze, as if they couldn't believe it.

So, all eyes turned to the uninvited guest.

It was a young man with a youthful appearance, dressed in a moon-white shirt, with a handsome figure, standing in front of Ning Meng.

This is?

Many people stayed for a while, because it was the first time they saw such an unfamiliar face in the camp in the past ten years.

There were also some people who felt deja vu and quickly recognized the identity of the person who came, but they opened their eyes wide as if they couldn't believe it.

Ning Meng was also stunned, looked at the back in front of him, and blurted out: "Dude, you can't get involved in this matter, so you should leave quickly."

"Idiot! Who do you think he is?" Ye Xiaoqi came out of nowhere and slapped Ning Meng on the shoulder.

Ning Meng was taken aback.

At this time, Lin Xun turned around and said with a smile, "If I leave, who will help you out?"

"Fuck... fuck..."

Suddenly, Ning Meng's eyeballs almost fell out, and he screamed out of excitement, "It's actually you! How is this possible, why did you suddenly appear?"

The surprise came so unexpectedly that he almost jumped up!

"There's still as much nonsense as it used to be."

Lin Xun couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Qin Feiyu and the others were in shock. They didn't recognize Lin Xun, but they could all see that the relationship between Lin Xun and Ning Meng was not generally good.

As for Zhao Jingfeng, who climbed up from the ground, his face was extremely terrifying, and his eyes were burning with violent and furious flames.

"How dare you attack me... I want you to die!"

He gritted his teeth, let out a violent shout, and rushed out again, all the combat power belonging to the Seven Tribulations Realm of Longevity was activated.

At a glance, his whole person is like a bloody thunder, and the aura of destruction is shocking.

Everyone knows that the seventh prince is already furious, and he is the most terrifying at this time!

"Be careful..." At this time, Lin Xun was facing Zhao Jingfeng with his back, which made Ning Meng's heart tighten, and was about to remind him.

Just before he could say anything, he was preempted by a crisp slap in the face.

(End of this chapter)