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Chapter 780: Horror Strength

Xuanyu's personality is that of a hot girl, carefree and straightforward. Her clothes are mainly red and purple, and the styles of her clothes are more sturdy and hot.【】

With her character, even if she were to be killed, she would not wear plain clothes similar to the mourning clothes worn by the whole family after their dead father and mother died.

Feng Yang was suddenly shocked again. This woman looked exactly the same as Xuanyu, and also looked exactly like Feng Ting. Could this person be Xuanyu's grandmother, or was she Feng Ting?

This idea frightened Feng Yang himself, but what happened next frightened Feng Yang even more.

He saw a look of surprise on the face and eyes of the woman who looked exactly like Feng Ting, and then the surprise turned into a malicious light of hatred, but this hatred was mixed with some other colors.

It is undeniable that Feng Yang himself does not dare to think in that direction, after all, it is too unbelievable.

In an instant, Feng Yang had been sucked in front of Feng Ting. Immediately, Feng Ting's outstretched hand waved lightly, and he was thrown away uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground.

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Just as Feng Yang stood up, Feng Ting struck out with a palm in the air, and a force of energy hit him before Feng Yang could react, sending him flying backwards.

Feng Ting's hand reached into the air again, and Feng Yang, who was originally flying backwards, was affected by the terrifying suction force, and his body strangely changed its trajectory in an instant, flying backwards instead of flying forwards.

The sudden change made Feng Yang feel dizzy.

In the end, Feng Yang was pressed to the ground by an extremely strong pressure, right at Feng Ting's feet.

Feng Ting waved her hand, and the door of the hut closed on its own.

Feng Yang was really frightened by the strength that Feng Ting had shown just now. It was definitely a shock. He actually had the ability to resist spells in her hands. I am afraid that killing him now would be worse than squeezing an ant to death.

It should be simple, and with high properties, it can be baked, steamed, simmered, and transformed into various patterns.

Failing to resist, Feng Yang simply relaxed and thought about what was going on...

The next moment, what this woman who looked exactly like Feng Ting said made Feng Yang's heart sink to the bottom of his heart.

A slightly perverted, slightly crazy smile bloomed on her face: "Feng Yang, I didn't expect you to come to the sanctuary."

"You are indeed Feng Ting." Feng Yangxin's surprise was already expressed in words. Not only was she Feng Ting, but the situation also brought with her memories of being in Wuhun Continent.

It's just that Feng Yang is very strange. According to Tianshan's performance, when a person comes to the sanctuary after death, he will lose his past life memory. How can she keep her memory?

"I have long heard that the Xuan Mansion has recruited an uncle named Feng Yang. I thought it was a coincidence, but I didn't expect that it was really you. Since you can still recognize me, you must have brought your memory with you."

Feng Ting was also surprised that she could meet acquaintances from Wuhun Continent in this place, and they were also acquaintances with memories.

From her words, it can be heard that she does not believe that anyone can come to the Holy Land with memories, so she knew that there was Feng Yang in Xuan Mansion, but she never summoned him.

The narrow road between enemies is actually a kind of fate. Feng Yang suddenly felt relieved. After the relief, he became indifferent and calm. He just said in his heart that fate is fate, but it is a bad fate. But then again, bad fate is also fate. This is the same as

Ugly women, beauties, prostitutes... they are all women for the same reason.

"I have long heard Xuanyu say that she has a very powerful grandmother, so I guessed that it might be you, but I didn't expect that you actually still have memories of Wuhun Continent." Feng Yang said.

"Memory?" Feng Ting suddenly showed a cruel smile: "I would rather not have this memory. Having this memory has made my life worse than death for more than a hundred years. That memory tortures me every day like maggots on my tarsus.

This kind of torture is all thanks to you, I never thought I would have the chance to meet you in this life."

The relationship between Feng Yang and Feng Ting is indeed enough to be called a bad relationship. During those years in the Feng family, Feng Yang fell in love with Feng Ting. After a few years, Feng Yang returned to the Feng family again as a talisman technician, but Feng Ting...

She accidentally fell in love with the person who was indifferent to her.

But many years later, the two met in another time and space by accident. Apart from bad fate, Feng Yang really didn't know how to describe the subtle emotions between himself and Feng Ting.

"Then you want to kill me to avenge the Feng family?" Feng Yang looked at Feng Ting indifferently. The strong energy suppressed him, and he simply lay on the ground without resisting, still retaining some of his immortal energy.

"You treated me like that back then and let you die like this. Wouldn't it be possible for me to spend hundreds or even thousands of years chatting with you?" Feng Ting said.

Feng Yang's face suddenly darkened, "You know better than anyone who I am, Feng Yang. If the Feng family hadn't treated me like an animal, and if you hadn't been so heartless to me, how could what happened later happen."

Feng Ting was also stunned. Before she could speak, she heard Feng Yang say: "It's easy for you to kill me, but if you want to torture me, it's impossible. You should know me very well."

"Then you go to hell." Feng Ting's expression became increasingly cold.

"Wait." Feng Yang said loudly.

"Why, you, Feng Yang, are also afraid of death?" Feng Ting sneered.

"I'm just curious, why can you still keep your memory and come to the sanctuary even though you're already dead?"

Feng Ting said nothing, and suddenly slapped Feng Yang on the ground with her arm.

Is Feng Yang the kind of person who can surrender without mercy? Faced with death, he burst out in an astonishing attempt to survive. The strength he had suppressed for so long suddenly burst out, just like the urine that had been held in for several hours suddenly poured out. That kind of

The explosive power is absolutely amazing.

I saw Feng Yang's body, pressed by a force of pressure, slipping backwards like a loach on the ground a few feet away. Before Feng Yang could calm down, he heard a loud bang and the ground he was on was actually

Explode.

With the space strength of the Holy Domain, an attack that can shatter the ground is powerful enough. I am afraid that the palm that hit him just now, Feng Yang has no doubt that his body will explode like the ground, or even more completely.

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Feng Yang had no intention of attacking. He knew that the gap between him and Feng Ting was really huge at this moment. She had no chance of backhand and could only use Phantom Lingfeng to escape.

As soon as she dodged, Feng Ting stood still, shot out a palm in the air, and a terrifying energy swept past Feng Yang. Although it didn't hit him directly, Feng Yang's clothes had already been wiped out as he passed by.

Split, the skin is open and the flesh is raw.

Feng Yang, who was still in shock, hurried towards the door of the hut.

Seeing this, Feng Ting shot out another palm in the air.

Feng Yang hurriedly dodged to the side, and soon he saw the door suddenly burst open, splinters of wood flying everywhere.

Feng Ting fired her palms continuously, and Feng Yang's figure changed like a ghost, but he still dodged in an awkward manner. He was passed by by the force several times, causing his body to be covered with shocking scars.

Fortunately, with the help of Phantom Lingfeng, he finally rushed out of the door, but what greeted Feng Yang was several thunderous sword lights.

Feng Yang rolled to the ground regardless of his appearance, flashing a few sword lights. Just as he stood up, the energy from Feng Ting's volley shot swept over him.

Feng Yang hurriedly mobilized the immortal energy to circulate throughout his body, and withstood the blow. His body was shot forward and he held back the severe pain. Without waiting for the body to stabilize, he used Phantom Ling.

The wind rushed straight ahead.

Feng Ting's figure came out of the house in the blink of an eye, as if appearing out of thin air. It was similar to Feng Yang's phantom shadow in the sky. Immediately, Feng Ting's figure flickered and disappeared again, chasing Feng Yang away.

Hate and Resentment looked at each other in surprise, marveling at the strength of this man who could actually escape from his grandmother's hands.

In an instant, the two of them flew out quickly, but their light skills were not as fast as their swords, and Feng Ting and Feng Yang were no longer around.

Feng Yang fell into a courtyard of Xuan Mansion, which was Xuan Yu's room. Without thinking, Feng Yang rushed in without any explanation. At this time, he was seriously injured, lacked strength, and his speed dropped a lot. He would definitely be caught up in the end.

, now I can only take a gamble.

Rushing into Xuanyu's room, Xuanyu was taking off her clothes and getting ready to go to bed. Her skin was as white as snow, and she was tall and graceful. She had a figure that would make any man's blood boil.

But at this moment, Feng Yang had no time to admire such a beautiful and attractive body. The moment before Xuanyu opened her mouth to scream, he had already rushed over and covered Xuanyu's mouth to prevent her from making any sound.
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