Fantasy: I have a system that returns the effect of cultivation ten thousand times

During the next trip, Yang Feng encountered more than ten ambushes one after another.

In these more than ten waves of ambushes, there were not only 그 monks, but also monster monks and alien monks.

However, whether they were monks from the tribe, foreigners, or monsters, they were all easily killed by Yang Feng and buried under the snow.

"Finally here!"

Looking at the towering, huge palace in the distance, exuding bright divine light, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with anticipation, he murmured softly, speeded up, and flew towards the Ice and Snow Temple.

Soon, Yang Feng arrived near the Ice and Snow Temple.

At this time, a large number of 그 clan, demon clan and foreign monks had gathered at the entrance of the Ice and Snow Temple.

These tribes, demon tribes, and foreign monks gathered together in small groups to form small groups, guarding against each other for fear of being suddenly attacked by the other side.

"Yang Hao, this is Wu Xiaocong, the eldest son of the Western Prince of the Great Qin Shenting. You are our 그 from the Great Qin Shenting. Come here quickly and follow our command. I promise to take you into the Ice and Snow Temple!"

Seeing Yang Hao꽭, a young man wearing brocade clothes, his eyes lit up and he immediately shouted loudly to Yang Hao꽭.

"Yang Feng, the Prince of Zhenxi has a noble status and powerful strength. It is an honor for students like us to follow him. Come here quickly!"

"Yang Feng, I have told Prince Zhenxi about you. His Highness attaches great importance to you. As long as you obey His Highness's orders, His Highness will never treat you badly!"

"Yang Feng, the Prince of Zhenxi is a good friend of His Highness the Ninth Princess, the suitor of the Ninth Princess, and the future husband of the Ninth Princess. You are a student of the Jiao Camp under the Ninth Princess, and you are the disciple of the Prince of Zhenxi. Students, you must obey the orders of Prince Zhenxi!”

",,,,"

As soon as the young man in brocade finished his voice, some students from the Ninth Princess of the Great Qin Court and the students from the Jiao Camp of Zhenxi Prince Mansion started shouting loudly.

Hearing Wu Xiaocong's words, Yang Feng frowned slightly and said in a calm tone: "I'm sorry, I belong to the Ninth Princess of the Great Qin Shenting. I only obey the orders of the Ninth Princess and don't listen to other orders!"

"Yang Feng, you actually refused the invitation from Prince Zhenxi. You are so ignorant!"

"Yang Feng, you are just a small citizen, but you dare to refuse the invitation of Prince Zhenxi. How disrespectful!"

"Yang Feng, Prince Zhenxi invited you to give you face. You dare to refuse. It's really treasonous!"

"Yang Feng, kneel down and apologize to Prince Zhenxi immediately, otherwise 놖늀 will teach you a lesson on behalf of His Royal Highness the Ninth Princess!"

",,,,"

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Wu Xiaocong's subordinates, the eldest son of Zhenxi Prince, started shouting loudly, as if they wanted to attack Yang Feng.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng frowned slightly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Shut up, everyone, or I will kill you!"

Hearing Yang Feng's words, the subordinates of the Prince of Zhenxi, Wu Xiaocong, not only did not shut up, but instead shouted loudly:

"Yang Feng, you dare to scold His Highness the Crown Prince. You are a crime worthy of death!"

"Yang Feng, do you want to commit a crime?"

"Yang Feng, since you don't know how to praise, then you are so cruel!"

",,,,"

While they were talking, the men of Zhenxi Prince Wu Xiaocong mobilized the divine power in their bodies and activated each artifact to attack Yang Feng's body, as if they wanted to kill Yang Feng on the spot.

"You are seeking death!"

Seeing Prince Zhenxi's men attacking him, Yang Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he roared angrily. A series of sharp sword lights shot out from his body, towards the men of Prince Zhenxi. Cut it off.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the crisp sounds, Yang Feng's fierce sword light struck first and killed Prince Zhenxi's men with ease.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of the most cheering Prince Zhenxi Prince's men were killed by Yang Feng, leaving a bloody mist scattered on the ground.

"Yang Feng, forget it, you refused 놖's invitation, and you actually dared to kill 놖's 그. You are simply provoking 놖, provoking them to Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, and provoking the Great Qin Divine Court. You deserve death!"

Seeing that Yang Feng actually started to kill his subordinates, Wu Xiaocong, the Crown Prince of Zhenxi, had a fierce light in his eyes and yelled loudly.

Finally, Wu Xiaocong loudly ordered to the men around him: "Kill him together!"

"Yes, His Royal Highness!"

As soon as Wu Xiaocong's voice fell, more than a hundred cultivators at the peak of the divine realm mobilized the divine power in their bodies, activated each artifact, and bombarded Yang Feng's body, hoping to kill Yang Feng on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's expression did not change, and with a thought, sharp sword lights shot out from his body, streaking through the void like lightning, and slashed at the bodies of more than a hundred cultivators at the peak of the god realm. Go down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the crisp sounds, the fierce sword light easily killed a monk at the peak of the famous god realm, causing a blood mist, cutting off the opportunity, and died tragically on the spot.

In a matter of seconds, more than a hundred cultivators at the peak of the divine realm under Prince Zhenxi were killed by the sharp sword light.

At this time, Yang Feng's body moved, and as a stream of light, he disappeared on the spot and went straight to Wu Xiaocong, the eldest son of Zhenxi Prince.

"Yang Feng, you dare to attack, you are simply seeking death!"

Looking at Yang Feng approaching rapidly, Wu Xiaocong, the prince of Zhenxi, changed his expression slightly, roared, and mobilized the divine power in his body, offering a top defensive divine weapon to try to resist Yang Feng's attack.

"Epoch Divine Fist!"

Looking at the top divine weapon that protected Wu Xiaocong, Yang Feng's expression did not change. He roared in his heart and used the Epoch Divine Fist to bombard Wu Xiaocong's body.

Boom!

Amidst a violent explosion, Yang Feng's fist bombarded Wu Xiaocong, the prince of Zhenxi. The terrifying power burst out instantly, directly destroying the top defensive divine weapon in Wu Xiaocong's body, and bombarding Wu Xiaocong's body with the remaining force.

However, Wu Xiaocong was carrying the treasure given to him by the King of Zhenxi.

When Yang Feng's fist landed on Wu Xiaocong, a brilliant divine light was released from his body, condensing into a divine shield, easily blocking Yang Feng's fist attack.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's expression changed slightly, his brows wrinkled slightly, and after a little thought, he moved like lightning, gave up attacking Wu Xiaocong, and rushed to the entrance of the Ice and Snow Temple like a stream of light.

Yang Feng's idea was very simple. Since he couldn't break Wu Xiaocong's defense, there was no need to attack him. It would be better to enter the Ice and Snow Temple as soon as possible, obtain the treasures in the temple, improve his own cultivation strength and combat effectiveness, and then kill Wu Xiaocong.

After all, the time for the opening of the Secret Realm of God is relatively long, so there is no need to kill Wu Xiaocong now.