Fantasy: The beginning is first passed on to Wu Wannian

"Today, Qingfengmen will be destroyed!"

The old man grinned grimly, and a huge force came from the old man's thin body.

The terrifying fluctuations set off waves of ripples that spread in the space.

innate!

This old man turned out to be a strong man in the Xiantian realm!
Feng Hao's face changed wildly.

He pulled Feng Shuya up and quickly whispered in Feng Shuya's ear.

"Hold him for my father in a while, you go to the back mountain, enter the back mountain, no matter whether the ancestor is alive or not, he must have left some means."

"As long as you enter the back mountain, the people of Raging Fire Sect can't do anything to you."

Feng Shuya said with tears on her face.

"Father, I don't want to abandon you, I want to die with you!"

Feng Shuya looked at the silent hilltop and became even more desperate.

The young man didn't speak, but looked at Feng Shuya with a smile.

"I do not want!"

Wang Hong smiled and continued to walk towards the back mountain.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Feng Hao is really decisive, and he is willing to take action against his daughter."

"You are."

"However, it did give his daughter a chance of survival."

Wang Hong's cultivation base is not weak, and he has the cultivation base of the acquired third level.

Liu Qingyun was lying on the rattan chair, and in front of him, the picture of Qingfengmen appeared.

At this moment, Feng Shuya was struggling to climb the back hill.

Liu Qingyun narrowed his eyes.

Feng Hao's heart swayed, and he slapped Feng Shuya's chest with a palm, and the powerful force directly pushed Feng Shuya to the direction of the back mountain.

After all, he was about to slash the dagger across his neck.

Feng Shuya cried.

"For so many years, anyone who dared to talk to me like this was either beaten to death by others or by me."

"Today, even if I die, I won't let you succeed."

The old man of Raging Fire Sect chuckled.

Feng Hao's complexion softened slightly.

On the one hand, Wang Hong saw the young man holding Feng Shuya's arm so affectionately, and immediately felt jealous.

Wei Xian grinned grimly.

"Qingfengmen, there is no one who lives on his knees!"

"Grandpa Wei, I'll leave this place to you, I'll go and capture Feng Shuya!"

"Elders, follow me to meet the enemy!"

"you dare!"

The speed is naturally much faster than Feng Shuya's.

But her face was still determined.

"Father, my daughter will avenge you in this life!"

After doing all this, Feng Hao showed a smile on his face.

Feng Shuya's hoarse voice spread all over the back mountain.

In the picture, a young man with an unruly complexion also came to the back mountain.

Then Qiao Qiao showed a firm look on her face, turned around, looked at the back mountain, and walked towards the back mountain step by step.

Feng Shuya felt the aura coming from behind her, and the firm expression on her face turned into despair.

Feng Shuya's fingers froze, watching the fierce fighting sound coming from Qingfengmen, she let out a miserable laugh.

Feng Shuya knelt on the ground with a plop, tears falling down one by one.

"After today, you are mine!"

Wang Hong looked at Feng Shuya's back with greedy eyes.

Wang Hong stared at Feng Shuya gloomyly, and said in a deep voice.

"kill!"

Behind him, Wang Hong was already approaching.

His goal is Feng Shuya, if Feng Shuya dies, then everything will be in vain.

"Don't worry, young master, these ants are not my opponents!"

Feng Shuya struggled to get up and looked in the direction of Qingfengmen with a look of despair.

"It does have Feng Wudi's demeanor, not bad."

"Old Ancestor, are you here!"

All I saw was that the young man smiled faintly.

"Girl, don't blame father, as long as you can survive, even if Qingfengmen is destroyed today, the future can be recreated in your hands!"

"That's right, there is no one born on their knees in Qingfengmen."

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

Feng Shuya looked desperately at the top of the back mountain and said.

Feng Shuya's heart shook and she lost her voice.

He grinned grimly.

Feng Shuya, who had suffered some injuries, was soaked in blood at this moment.

Wang Hong got up and stopped immediately, looking at Feng Shuya with an ugly expression.

Feng Shuya opened her eyes, but found that a young man in white clothes appeared by her side at some point.

Wang Hong let out a lewd laugh, his cultivation agitated, and he flew towards the back mountain.

The young man's long hair is flowing, and in his deep eyes, there are vicissitudes that do not match his appearance.

Feng Shuya stared blankly at the young man, suddenly an idea appeared in Feng Shuya's mind.

"If you dare to die, I will slaughter the entire Qingfengmen!"

Wang Hong rushed to the back mountain.

Liu Qingyun heard the voice and looked slowly.

Suddenly, a pair of hands gently pinched Feng Shuya's arm.

On the one hand, Wang Hong looked at the direction where Feng Shuya was being knocked into the air, with a lewd smile on his face.

"what?"

The young man is obviously Liu Qingyun.

"Blocking the car with the side arm, a group of ants-like guys dare to shoot in front of me."

"court death!"

A clear voice rang in Feng Shuya's ear.

Saying that, Feng Shuya kowtowed to Qingfengmen a few times.

"Ancestor?"

Liu Qingyun praised with appreciation.

The old man waved his hand, and the raging flames, like a ferocious fire snake, circled around his body and killed the strong man of Qingfengmen.

He looked at the elders of Qingfengmen behind him.

"Girl, listen to daddy and go quickly!"

"Bullshit patriarch, a broken mountain, there are still immortals. Today, even if your Qingfengmen patriarch reappears in the world, the situation will not be restored!"

Feng Hao was about to burst into tears, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards Wang Hong.

Wang Hong came to the mountain behind Qingfengmen and looked at Feng Shuya who was climbing.

"What are you, let me go!"

If it wasn't for Feng Shuya's cultivation of the seventh level of body refining, she would have been seriously injured under Feng Hao's palm.

Seeing Wang Hong's distorted expression, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

Feng Shuya was slapped into the back mountain by Feng Hao's palm.

Liu Qingyun crossed her legs, waved her big hand, the screen rotated, and Feng Shuya's appearance appeared in the light curtain.

Feng Shuya gritted her teeth, and pressed a dagger against her neck.

Wei Xian shouted angrily, and the flames swept out, surrounding Feng Hao, making him unable to escape.

No matter how hard Feng Shuya tried, she couldn't shake those hands.

"This old man is here, and I can't allow you to attack the young master!"

At this moment, Feng Shuya's clothes were already wet with blood, and her exquisite figure looked so graceful even though it was covered by blood.

The elder of Qingfengmen roared furiously, and his voice resounded through the sky.

"Could it be that the sky is really going to kill me Qingfengmen?"

She looked at Wang Hong and said firmly.

"You're the first in hundreds of years."

"How should I reward you?"

Liu Qingyun let go of Feng Shuya's hand, and walked slowly towards Wang Hong.

Suddenly, Liu Qingyun grinned, revealing her snow-white teeth.

"Are you going to die yourself, or should I help you?"