I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

To the north of Shenlong Ridge, about [-] miles away, there is a very large and luxurious villa that belongs to the Feng family.

Even though it was late at night, the place was still brightly lit and a banquet was being held.

Many young people gathered here, and many of them were people of extraordinary status from nearby dynasties and sects.

And the factions they belong to all have one thing in common, that is, they are loyal to the Feng family.

Among the whole banquet, the one who attracted the most attention was naturally Feng Feifei.

Although her martial arts talent can only be said to be average, and she is only at the Martial Domain Realm, she is Feng Bolie's granddaughter after all, and has a very high status in the Feng family.

She was treated like a star and received everyone's attention.

Feng Feifei, who has studied witchcraft for several years in a bitter cold place, naturally enjoys this long-lost feeling, and chats with several of her friends very happily.

"I heard the news that Huo Jiuchuan disappeared for hundreds of years and suddenly returned to challenge Qin Feng who has the appearance of a saint. Is this true or not?" A royal princess asked Feng Feifei curiously.

After all, this is what happened today, and they just got a few words of news.

"The news is true, and the winner has already been decided." Feng Feifei said lightly.

"what's the result?"

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes came together, very curious.

"What else can there be? Then Qin Feng's reputation is nothing more than nothing."

Feng Feifei's eyes were full of disdain and said: "It took less than a cup of tea, and it was already a fiasco. The Holy Spirit Academy was even closed for ten days in order to block the news."

She already hated Qin Feng, so she was naturally willing to believe the news of Qin Feng's defeat.

Telling the news of Qin Feng's defeat in such a public place even gave her the pleasure of avenging her cousin Fengmu.

"Hiss... such a miserable defeat?!"

Many young monks present couldn't help but gasped.

The voice of discussion then sounded.

"Since Qin Feng passed the test of the holy way, the monks in the ancient spirit realm have always compared him with God Son Feng Mu. Now it seems that they really overestimated him."

"Huo Jiuchuan challenged Fengmu Shenzi back then, although he was not a disastrous defeat, he was obviously at a disadvantage.

But within the same realm, Qin Feng was actually defeated by Huo Jiuchuan in a crushing way, so he might not even be as good as one-thousandth of Fengmu Shenzi. "

"..."

These people present had a very good relationship with the Feng family, so they naturally spared no effort to praise Feng Mu and belittle Qin Feng.

Feng Feifei was also very satisfied when she heard these voices.

That's what she wanted.

In this way, after Qin Feng died a few days later, the statement that Qin Feng was far from being able to compare with her cousin Feng Mu was completely confirmed, and Qin Feng did not even have a chance to prove himself.

But at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the villa.

It attracted a lot of attention all of a sudden, and looked towards the entrance of the villa.

"Plop! Plop!"

And at this moment, hundreds of guards from the villa were thrown into the air and hit the ground heavily, cracking the hard bluestone ground, screaming and groaning in pain.

"what happened?"

Many young monks here were startled and their faces changed suddenly.

This is the villa of the Feng family, so someone dares to make a move here?

And at this moment, Qin Feng's avatar wearing a black robe also slowly walked in from outside the villa.

"Who are you, you are so brave, dare to break into my Feng family's villa!" Feng Feifei said with an extremely cold expression after seeing Qin Feng who walked in.

She was extremely angry.

In her opinion, Qin Feng's behavior, no matter what the purpose is, is unforgivable.

This is simply provoking Feng family.

"Naturally to kill you." Qin Feng said calmly.

Although after he came here, he discovered that Feng Feifei, Feng Bolie's granddaughter, had poisoned him, but he didn't change his plan.

If you want to kill him, you have to plan to be killed by him.

Hearing this answer, Feng Feifei was startled for a moment.

She thought that Qin Feng forced his way here because there were other monks here who were the children of Qin Feng's enemies, so they came to take revenge.

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng came to kill himself.

"Is this guy crazy?"

The other young monks also exclaimed in surprise.

This is the villa of the Feng Family.

Feng Feifei is not only protected by strong people, but also covered by a powerful formation in the villa, killing Feng Feifei here is simply a dream.

"Hehe... This joke is not funny at all."

Feng Feifei said coldly: "Moreover, it will cost you your life!"

When she was speaking, the gray-robed old slave had already appeared beside her, and in his hand was the formation eye pestle of the entire villa's defensive formation.

"You think I'm joking?"

After Qin Feng paused, he said coldly, "You won't be able to laugh anytime soon."

The astonishing sword energy in his body gushed out, and quickly began to condense around him. In the blink of an eye, it had already turned into hundreds of sword souls, and each sword soul exuded an astonishing sword intent.

For Feng Feifei, he naturally would not show mercy, and some of them were only killing intent, and directly used Wanjian to return to the sect.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Qin Feng's mind moved slightly, and those hundreds of sword souls, carrying terrifying sword intent, shot towards Feng Feifei, covering the sky and covering the earth, and the sound of the sword's cry resounded throughout the world.

Wherever he passed along the way, there were terrifying sword marks everywhere.

"kill him!"

Feng Feifei's face was filled with killing intent, and she shouted at the old slave in gray robe beside her.

"Boom!"

The gray-robed old slave was ready to strike, the terrifying thunder-attribute aura in his body surged out wildly, crackling, and the cultivation of the Ninth Layer of Good Fortune Realm was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

At the same time, a silver spear appeared on his withered palm, and the thunder surged like a thunderbolt from the sky.

He held a silver spear in his hand and charged towards Qin Feng. The thunder aura outside his body made the silver light shine against him, like a divine thunder. As he moved, the ground trembled violently.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the gray-robed old slave collided with hundreds of sword souls, and an earth-shattering energy fluctuation erupted, sweeping all directions like a tsunami.

All the buildings along the way were instantly destroyed.

The whole villa was turned into ruins in an instant, and all the buildings collapsed.

Those young monks who had already fled to the distant sky were shocked and terrified when they saw such an astonishing scene.