Traveling Through The Heavens To Be An Evil God

The night was deep, and Feng Lun was fleeing frantically in the streets and alleys.

There was a scar on his right cheek, and the blood was dripping down his cheek slowly. The whole person looked very embarrassed, and he did not have the usual demeanor of Feng Daxiao.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Feng Lun cursed fiercely and raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, but he accidentally touched the wound and grinned again.

"The two guys...Fortunately, this Young Master is not what it used to be, or it is really dangerous today!"

Feng Lun confirmed that there was no danger around him for the time being, so he ran to the side and sat down and exhaled heavily.

Those two men in black are at least the strength of Xiantian's sixth dan. If you are still the way you were before, I'm afraid that you will be carried down by a single encounter.

Fortunately, Cobblestone Ascension gained his strength and learned a few Secret Techniques before he could escape his life.

"I need to find my dad as soon as possible..." Feng Lun took a sigh of relief before making a decision in his heart.

Feng Zhuotang left him the distress items that he had used long ago, but he didn't get any response. Feng Lun knew at that time, I was afraid that something went wrong on his father's side.

...

"Who are you guys anyway?!"

Feng Zhuotang's face was sullen, looking at the people in black who surrounded him, his heart sinking faintly.

He didn't know what kind of enemies he could have in this Tianye Star, enough to send out such a series of battles-at the moment, just the Transcendentists have already dispatched three!

One Hengyuan Realm and two Micro Realm, this combination is enough to sweep some medium-sized forces.

"Master Feng, don't you understand?" Qin Xuanji walked out slowly from the side, and said indifferently, "Master Ling took something that shouldn't be taken."

"It's you..." Feng Zhuotang stared at her coldly, "I knew that you were approaching Feng Lun, and you were not very kind!"

Despite the fact that Feng Lun pestered her, Qin Xuanji didn't bother to explain anything, and said to someone beside him: "Mr. Yue, trouble you."

"Small things." The Hengyu realm among the three Transcendents, the man in black who had always been silent before, said indifferently.

The indifference in his tone like eating and drinking made Feng Zhuotang's heart flashed with sullenness. Even in this situation, are they sure they can't fight back?

However, at The next moment, he understood why the other party was so determined.

Mr. Yue took a step slowly, and the black cloak on his head naturally slid down, revealing a youthful face with a silver mask on his face.

This image may not feel much in the eyes of others, but Feng Zhuotang felt his scalp numb.

"Are you... Yue Qian Leng?"

Mr. Yue's movements stopped for a while, revealing a chuckle: "I didn't expect that I haven't been in the world for 20 years, and there are still people who remember my name."

Feng Zhuotang's heart was cold, not only because of the identity of the person in front of him, but also because of the power he represented.

Moon Thousand Cold, the very famous Constant Domain powerhouse in the early years of the Sixth Star Region, the super genius of the Blood Alliance, was hailed as one of the people most likely to break the world.

But there was no news from him about a great battle twenty years ago, and even Feng Zhuotang thought he was dead.

However, he did not expect that he would appear in the Ninth Star Region and would help Qin Xuanji deal with himself...

Even if it was the coldness of Yue Qian 20 years ago, it was enough to suppress oneself, and now even if it is not the power of breaking the realm, it is at least at the level of the Taoist master.

Feng Zhuotang didn't have time to think about it. He chose to take the knife the first time, instead of running away.

He knows too well that he is a bladesman, and the bladesman's path is the way of offense. There may be a glimmer of life to break the game, but escape is the dead end.

The corner of Yue Qian Leng's mouth was slightly tilted, and he just gently raised a hand, which actually blocked Feng Zhuotang's knife.

As the sword light fell, the scene in Feng Zhuotang's eyes seemed to change instantly, as if there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and everything in the world was reflected.

The next moment, the same light of the knife flew out of Yue Qianlen's palm, directly hitting Feng Zhuotang's forehead, and immediately smashing the latter out, hitting the ground heavily.

"The moon of time reflects the world." Yue Qianlen's flat voice sounded, and he looked at the fallen opponent indifferently, "If you don't understand my law, you will lose without a doubt."

Feng Zhuotang hasn't completely died yet. He struggled to get up, but failed several times.

"Sure enough, it is the power of the Taoist master..."

"Dad!"

But there was an exclamation from the side, it was Feng Lun who had arrived, just to see the scene where Feng Zhuotang was hit by a knife and fell to the ground.

Feng Zhuotang, who was originally dying, got up suddenly, rushed to Feng Lun's side, grabbed his shoulders and started running.

"go!"

Hearing Feng Zhuotang's soft drink, Feng Lun had no time to react. The whole person was rushed out by his father.

Feng Zhuotang's speed at this time was much faster than before, obviously using some secret method.

He might want to take this opportunity to escape, or at least send his son away, but at The next moment, there was a figure blocking his way.

This person was dressed in a moon-white robe and held a dark long sword in his hand, but Feng Zhuotang was surprised.

"Mr. Gu! Please help!" Feng Zhuotang said quickly as if he saw the straw, "As long as you protect my son from death, I..."

Sword Ray passed by, and Feng Lun, who was standing behind Feng Zhuotang, only felt a flower in front of him. The pitch-black sword tip had penetrated his father's throat and penetrated his spine.

Feng Zhuotang stared at Gu Nan in a daze, as if he couldn't believe that the other party's move was so decisive.

The body of this strong Hengyu was thrown aside by Gu Nan, revealing the young Master Feng Lunfeng behind.

Feng Lun looked at Gu Nan, who was expressionless, and the cold breath behind him was constantly approaching. The moment of life and death made him make the most correct choice.

He grabbed the blue cobblestone on his chest and threw it aside, while he himself ran away in the opposite direction.

This move is indeed very clever. Anyone present can easily kill him, but if the sacred stone is not in his hands, no one is interested in him.

Gu Nan appeared next to the divine stone instantly, and a touch of moonlight descended at the same time.

The moonlight shone on Gu Nan, like some kind of extremely corrosive rays, crazily trying to penetrate into him.

It's a pity that Gu Nan's most powerful thing is the body itself. Moonlight couldn't even pierce his skin, he was kept out, and the sacred stone fell into his hands smoothly.

Yue Qian Leng frowned slightly. This new enemy seemed to bring him a stronger sense of threat than Feng Zhuotang.

And Qin Xuanji was beside him and said, "Mr. Yue, he is Gu Nan."

"Oh?" Yue Qianleng's eyes were still calm, and the face under the mask couldn't see the expression.

He didn't know what role Gu Nan played in the matter that Qin Xuanji was in charge of. But now is the time when Gu Nan is in full swing, even he has heard of the other's reputation.

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