The battle was already over when the leaders and instructors of the Arbitration Church arrived. They only saw that the ground of Juxian Pavilion was in tatters, with holes and holes, and Feng Yang stood in the air covered with scars and blood.【】

"Is it over?"

"It's a pity that I don't have the strength of this supreme coach."

The cult leaders sighed sadly, lamenting that the battle process was too short.

"I think your master wants to give me something." Feng Yang released his soul power to explore, locked on the fastest moving breath, and chased him out. Before leaving, he left a message to many instructors and leaders: "Hold on.

Juxian Pavilion, if you make any mistakes, you will never be lenient."

The mainland is originally a world that values ​​strength and status. Feng Yang is now the supreme instructor of the chief instructor. He is much higher than them in terms of strength and status. There is no need to be polite to them. He just wants all the instructors and leaders to

They were all shocked. How could a idiot who just liked drinking and not have any scheming suddenly transform into such a terrifying momentum and coercion? The huge contrast made everyone adapt.

Feng Yang quietly chased him out of Zheng'an City and arrived at the outskirts. This was a vast mountainous area. After a while, he found that the aura had stopped.

Feng Yang sprinted on the land at the fastest speed, as fast as a ghost, hundreds of feet in an instant, already twice the speed of sound. He thought that his speed so far was no match for the Martial Saint, and he tried his best to restrain himself.

His aura would never be noticed by anyone even under the Martial Saint, so it's nothing to do with such a person.

Soon Feng Yang appeared in a ruined temple. There was a sculpture placed in the temple. The prototype of the sculpture was the Sunset City Wuhun sculpture. However, compared with the sculptures in Sunset City, this statue was made of some special materials.

It is carved into something, not the body of the strong martial soul master himself.

People in mainland China must have great reverence for this martial arts master, so they placed his sculpture on the top of the temple to worship him.

Feng Yang walked into the ruined temple, and what he could see was not only the sculpture that had been covered by dust, but also a beautiful figure standing under the sculpture.

"You're late, the master has already left." The man in purple turned around and said calmly, then pointed to a line of small words under the sculpture.

'Being followed, tell him.'

"He already knew that I was following him?" Feng Yang was shocked. Who is this person? Now that he has restrained his aura, it is absolutely impossible for someone at the level of a Martial God to find his traces, unless it is a Martial Saint, but there are only three major Martial Saints in the mainland.

, the three martial saints are now guarding the martial soul sculpture day and night, so only the fourth martial saint who Luo Yifan mentioned before he died is left.

"Every move you make is under the control of the master." The man in purple smiled disapprovingly.

"Tell me what?" Feng Yang took a step forward, closing the distance between him and the man in purple.

The man in purple shirt was not afraid at all, and looked calm and calm, "Since the master said he would give you a reward, it is a very useful reward for you. The master wants me to tell you that Jin Pingfu is in the Netherworld Ghost Cult, and Han Yi is also in the Netherworld Ghost Cult."

Caught."

"Uncle Han has been caught?" Feng Yang's face suddenly changed. His mother was gone. Han Yi is his only elder now. Moreover, he also told a little about his parents' past. Uncle Han and his father and mother were sworn sworn friends.

Yes, that is his uncle.

Feng Yang's eyes suddenly stopped on the palm of the man in purple shirt that was missing a finger. The light in his head flashed again. He suddenly remembered the word "thousand" left on the ground by Jin Pingfu after he was taken away.

"I thought about it, it's not a thousand words, it's a hand word missing a horizontal line, a hand word missing a horizontal line, and a palm missing a finger." Feng Yang suddenly became enlightened and pointed at the man in purple with a sinister look on his face.

His tone was cold, "It was you who captured Jin Pingfu."

The man in purple didn't take it seriously and didn't show much surprise, "Haha, you thought of it so quickly."

"You captured Jin Pingfu, and now you're here to tell me his whereabouts, and you want to control me to follow the path you set, right?" Feng Yang's eyes were as vicious as those of a wounded beast, and he clenched his fists.

grip.

"So what if you know, can you escape from this control?" The man in purple shirt sneered: "Of course, you can completely escape from this control." After a pause, the man in purple shirt smiled again: "Do you dare?

?”

"One day, I will break away from your control." Feng Yang looked resolute and determined. He didn't like the feeling of being controlled by others and having to follow the path arranged by others. Suddenly, he felt

Thinking of my brothers and sisters, how could I not arrange them like this and set a path for their future without ever thinking about their feelings?

"You are not afraid that I will kill you. You should know that you are no match for me now." Feng Yang said coldly.

The man in purple still maintained a calm smile, "Master said you don't know how."

"Why is he so confident?"

"Because he knows you're smart."

"Then he will make a mistake this time. I will never forgive anyone who tries to harm my brothers and sisters. This is the fate of Luo Yifan in his hands." Feng Yang said.

"That's because Luo Yifan is not strong enough." The man in purple still had a fearful smile on his face.

"Death." Feng Yang snorted coldly and already used the air blast fist.

The man in purple shirt did not dodge, and allowed a powerful force to hit him. His body slammed into the statue, and the statue was exploded by the body of the man in purple shirt.

The man in purple fell to the ground, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He stood up again, "Why don't you kill him?"

"What you owe, I will get it back with interest in the future." Feng Yang left a cold word before turning and leaving.

Cold sweat broke out on the back of the man in purple. Thinking of Feng Yang's actions just now, he was really frightened. At that time, he was really afraid that Feng Yang would kill him desperately.

'Damn, one day, I will let Wu Hua blow up all of you, so that you don't even dare to lie down when you sleep, fuck, let's have fun now.' Feng Yang was really depressed, even though

Knowing that he is being controlled by others, he cannot resist at all and can only act according to the other person's wishes. It is like a child in front of a strong man. Even if he has the intention to refute, he cannot resist the strength of the strong man.

"Jin Pingfu has been arrested for more than half a year, and nothing has happened yet. Uncle Han will probably be fine, at least until the secret is exposed, nothing will happen to them."

"During this period, I must seize the time to handle everything properly, and let Wu Hua and Hua Tian become stronger in the shortest time. Even if they can't be of much help by then, at least they can still protect themselves.

ability.”

"There is also the Dragon Man. We must quickly let him enter Wu Hua's body for Wu Hua's use. In terms of physical strength, Wu Hua's strength is second only to mine. He is most suitable for absorbing the Dragon Man's beast spirit and can also absorb the Dragon Man's beast spirit.

The power is exerted more thoroughly..."

Feng Yang kept thinking about these issues all the way back to Juxian Pavilion. Many things happened together and he could only complete them one by one.

The teachers and leaders of the Arbitration Church were obedient. When Feng Yang returned to Juxian Pavilion, they were still guarding Juxian Pavilion. They gathered in groups chatting and discussing something. When Feng Yang came back again, they all

He stood up and gathered around.

"Thank you everyone. If you have nothing to do, just leave." Feng Yang glanced at the female leader and said, "You stay."

The other leaders exchanged greetings and left one after another. Only the female leader and a group of injured headhunters were left in Juxian Pavilion.

Feng Yang walked up to the female leader, his expression became gloomier, and he stared at the female leader, with those two eyes like ferocious beasts, "I'm warning you, no matter who the master is, no matter what you want to do to me, but you

If you dare to help them hurt my brothers and sisters, I will kill you."

The words were harsh and stern, with unconcealed anger and murderous intent. The frightened female leader was a little frightened. Facing Feng Yang's eyes, she felt fear from the bottom of her heart for the first time.

"I didn't participate this time." For some reason, the female leader lowered her posture involuntarily, and her tone seemed a little aggrieved.

"I hope so." Feng Yang stared at the female leader coldly.

"You can't fight him." The female leader's voice suddenly became gentle and sympathetic.

"I will fight even if I can't win." Feng Yang said resolutely.

"Actually, Master..." The female leader stopped after saying this and said, "Forget it, it's up to you."

Feng Yang did not continue to speak, turned around and returned to Juxian Pavilion to continue practicing.

The days that followed returned to calm. Xiao's Mercenary Group and Lingfeng Sect learned about Feng Yang's identity. Now they are much more honest. Even though Feng Yang took over two shops in one day, they did not dare to take revenge.

.

Feng Yang didn't leave Juxian Pavilion for even half a step, he just sat at the gate of Juxian Pavilion to practice, making the dozens of headhunters guarding here stare at him every day, thinking that this new supreme-level instructor would inevitably

It's so cool.

Brother Renyi and Peng Shuai still tried their best to complete the tasks assigned to them by Feng Yang. The first industry of Juxian Pavilion was also handled intensively by Brother Renyi personally. They spent a lot of money to hire many workers to work day and night for two months.

Within a short period of time, the two attics were decorated according to Feng Yang’s wishes.

The shop that spent a lot of money to build will certainly not be wasted. Even before it opens, it is already magnificent and majestic in appearance. Although it is not as luxurious as gold and jade, the level of luxury is definitely the best in Zheng'an City, and the various hardware equipment are also top-notch.

All are based on Sunset City’s high-end standards.

"Little uncle, I got up early in the morning and went to the latrine. There was an uncle in the latrine, so I had to pull it on my pants." Early in the morning, I suddenly heard an obscene voice. Luo Lin and Wu Hua walked out side by side. This time they left the seclusion.

, both of them are full of energy, radiant, and obviously have improved in strength.

"I asked you to stop singing. I'm about to throw up." Wu Hua glared at Luo Lin unhappily.

"The first uncle, the second uncle, the third uncle, the uncle, the uncle, the uncle." Luo Lin curled his lips disdainfully, "Brother, just sing if you want, and sing loudly."

"I am your uncle." Wu Hua said angrily.

"I am your father."

"Fuck your mother." Wu Hua was furious.

"Of course your father fucked your mother, how could he also fuck someone else's mother?" Luo Lin sneered.

"You idiot, give me your life." Wu Hua rushed towards Luo Lin. Luo Lin was not willing to be outdone and rushed forward. The two of them struggled with each other in an instant, then rolled around on the ground and rolled to the door.
Chapter completed!