The Spirit of God Million Domain

The silver-haired red ghost ignored Yang Zhao.

He had long known Yang Zhao's treacherous character.

When Xu Feng heard this, he smiled faintly.

"I will kill him with my own hands, and those who just did it will also die."

Xu Feng's face was full of indifference.

He looked at Yang Zhao and others opposite, and said: "I am not as strong as you now, but I will not kill you under the pretense of others."

"Because I am very disdainful!"

The corners of Xu Feng's mouth raised.

"Don't worry, if I can't kill you after one year, then it's my fault that I'm not as good as others."

"If I can kill you in one year, then you have yourselves to blame, you deserve to die!"

Xu Feng's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Is Xu Feng crazy? Does he mean that one year later, he wants to kill Yang Zhao?"

"Yang Zhao is a strong man at the eighth level of the Illusion Realm. Can he kill an eighth level warrior of the Illusion Realm in one year?"

"I feel that although Xu Feng's talent is very good, at this moment, he is still a little too arrogant."

"That's true. He may think that warriors at the eighth level of the Illusion Realm are nothing more than that."

Many people heard that Xu Feng was going to kill Yang Zhao in a year.

They all found it incredible.

After all, he is at the seventh level of psychic realm.

To be able to kill the eighth level peak of the Illusion Realm within a year is simply a dream.

Yang Zhao's face looked ugly.

Perhaps many people doubt whether Xu Feng can do it.

However, he would not doubt it.

only because.

He knows it very well.

With Xu Feng's martial arts talent, anything is possible in one year.

Moreover, Xu Feng's cultivation at the seventh level of the Spiritual Realm has already condensed thirty-eight spiritual veins.

If you are promoted to the realm of illusion, you don't know how many spiritual veins you need to condense?

That would be really scary.

"Since Xu Feng said so, I will also make a promise here."

The silver-haired red ghost said to Yang Zhao and others.

"The grudge between you and Xu Feng, within this year, you cannot take action against him, nor can you kill him."

"If he can't kill you after a year, then he is inferior to others and deserves to die!"

"On the contrary, if he can kill you, I hope you won't complain." The silver-haired red ghost said slowly.

Yang Zhao's heart was full of ridicule and sneer.

"Xu Feng, Xu Feng, do you really think I will let you live until one year later?"

Yang Zhao himself knew it very well.

As long as he kills Xu Feng.

It is impossible for the Supreme Elder, the silver-haired red ghost, to really fall out with him.

After all, Bitao Sect also needs warriors like him.

Of course, Yang Zhao can borrow a knife to kill someone.

Boom!

Just when the silver-haired red ghost had almost settled the matter.

A terrifying aura filled the air above the entire Bitao Gate.

Many people saw a terrifying shadow coming from the void, as if coming from the sky.

Their eyes were full of horror.

"God, what kind of method is this?"

Many people stared wide-eyed, staring at the phantom. The terrifying aura was really terrifying.

Xu Feng felt the breath, and his expression changed slightly.

He felt too familiar with this breath.

His father Xu Pang!

From the depths of Xu Pang's eyes, there was a fierce murderous intention.

He said slowly: "Who dares to do harm to my son?"

His voice echoed crazily in the sky above Bitao Gate.

Many people were shocked inside.

Of course they know it very well.

This middle-aged man, the son mentioned, must be Xu Feng.

Yang Zhao and others were all filled with horror.

If Xu Feng said it, they would really die without a burial place.

Certain death.

Even the silver-haired red ghost's old eyes were filled with astonishment.

He never thought that Xu Feng's father was so strong.

He seemed to understand.

Why, Xu Feng was fearless before he died.

Why, Xu Feng was indifferent to his solicitation.

Although the silver-haired red ghost didn't know how powerful Xu Pang was.

However, a being who can tear apart space like this, as if appearing from the sky, is certainly not an ordinary person.

Moreover, Xu Pang can fly in the air like this.

"Is he really Xu Feng's father?"

"What kind of strong man is this? How can he be so powerful?"

"It's just incredible."

"No wonder Xu Feng dared to question the sect leader and speak to the Supreme Elder like this."

"Damn, if I had such a powerful father, I would dare to be so arrogant."

Seeing Xu Pang appear.

Many people are full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Xu Feng's talent is so incredible.

I didn't expect his background to be so unfathomable.

"Feng'er, are you okay?"

Xu Pang looked at Xu Feng with worry on his face.

He could tell that Xu Feng was injured.

Although he has recovered a lot, he has not completely recovered.

Xu Feng shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "Father, I'm fine. Why are you here?"

Xu Feng asked curiously.

Xu Pang said: "Your mother sensed that you were in crisis, so your father could only forcefully tear apart the space and use your bloodline to find your whereabouts."

"It is better that you are not in trouble, otherwise...not to mention this small sect, even the entire Qingyang Dynasty, my father will be razed to the ground!"

Xu Pang's voice was full of dominance.

"Qingyang Dynasty?"

When Xu Feng heard this, his eyes were full of surprise and confusion.

He didn't know where in the Spiritual Continent the Black Iron City he was located belonged to.

In fact, the entire Spiritual God Continent is too huge.

"Feng'er, you will know more when you go out in the future. It is useless for me to tell you now."

Xu Pang said to Xu Feng.

"That's true!"

Xu Feng nodded and did not continue to ask.

"Feng'er, is this small force making things difficult for you?" Xu Pang said slowly, his eyes scanning everyone at Bitao Sect.

Those people shuddered involuntarily.

They all felt that Xu Pang's eyes were like sharp swords that could pierce people's hearts.

"If so, my father can help you eliminate it."

Xu Pang's gestures and gestures were all those of a strong man.

"Father, that's not necessary. You go back and say hello to mother for me." Xu Feng still missed Nangong Xue a little.

That was his mother after all.

"Oh well!"

Xu Pang knew Xu Feng's character.

Now that he knew Xu Feng was safe and sound, he felt relieved.

"Feng'er, as a father, I have something to tell you!"

As Xu Pang transmitted a message to Xu Feng.

"In the future, if you leave the Qingyang Dynasty and go to a broader sky. When you go to the Ziyan Pavilion, you must not consider yourself Xu Pang's son."

"If, one day, you find that you can't find me and your mother, don't worry, just improve yourself."

"When you become stronger, your father and mother will get together with you." Xu Pang said cautiously to Xu Feng.

Xu Feng frowned. He felt that there was something in Xu Pang's words.