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

"Who is it? Who is it!"

The middle-aged scarred face saw that the purple-robed young man's chest had been pierced by the sword light, and he ignored the pain of his arm being cut, looked around and shouted in panic.

He has the strength of the Tiangang Realm, and should be an invincible existence in this sea area, how could someone with such strength completely crush him.

Even one of his arms was cut off, and he didn't even find out where the other person was.

"Could it be that the Palace Master is here?" Those Bihai Palace disciples who had just shouted their allegiance to the middle-aged Scarface all turned pale with panic and fear.

After all, they only knew from the middle-aged Scarface just now that Bihai Palace was under siege. If the news was false and the palace lord is here, they would be finished.

"This familiar sword intent..." At this time, Lan Yingying was the calmest. After she felt it carefully, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Although she only met Qin Feng once, the strength Qin Feng showed left a deep imprint in her heart, and she still remembers it clearly.

This sword intent is even more impossible to forget.

"Shh!"

But at this time, Qin Feng's figure had come from a distance and landed on the ancient ship. His clothes fluttered, and his whole body was surrounded by a faint sword intent. He looked like an exiled immortal.

As soon as he appeared on the ancient ship, all eyes fell on him, terrified.

Although Qin Feng didn't deliberately release the coercion, the oppressive force brought by the faint sword intent surrounding his body still made it difficult for everyone to breathe, as if a mountain was pressing on him.

"You... who are you? Aren't the people who saved the Bihai Palace afraid of becoming enemies with my Fusang clan?" The middle-aged man with a scarred face felt the oppressive force on Qin Feng's body, suppressed his fear, and said angrily.

According to the information he learned, there is absolutely no such person as Qin Feng in Bihai Palace, so he speculated that Qin Feng was just passing by, so he brought out the Fusang clan to threaten.

Now in this sea area, within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, their Fusang tribe is the strongest force, and the Bihai Palace is about to be destroyed, and they have no resistance at all.

He did not believe that Qin Feng dared to be an enemy of the Fusang tribe.

"Hehe... a small Fusang tribe dares to threaten me." Qin Feng sneered.

While speaking, golden runes slowly appeared in his eyes, and he wanted to check the consciousness of the middle-aged scarred face to see what was going on with that Fusang clan.

After all, the few monsters he sent to the East China Sea didn't know much information because they were afraid of this Fusang Clan's martial arts powerhouse and were afraid of scaring the snake.

"You...what are you going to do? You are an enemy of our Fusang clan. The general will never let you go!" The middle-aged man with a scarred face looked into Qin Feng's eyes, as if he had seen two rounds of scorching sun, and his consciousness was in pain. Unbearable, he yelled in panic.

It's a pity that he can't change anything, he can only let Qin Feng check his consciousness.

"Ah!" A shrill scream sounded out immediately, like a ghost, making one's scalp tingle.

The other Fusang people were terrified in their hearts, but they could only watch in a daze, unable to move under Qin Feng's pressure.

From the spiritual sense of the middle-aged scarred face, Qin Feng quickly understood that the Fusang clan had existed for thousands of years, but it was just an ordinary force and not conspicuous.

But recently 300 years ago, a Fusang tribe who went out to practice, got a very powerful evil force from nowhere, after absorbing it, his cultivation improved very fast, and now he is already in the martial arts state.

Known as General Nine Suns!

Under his leadership, the Fusang tribe continued to absorb other Fusang tribes, expanding into a large clan, annexing other forces, and rising rapidly.

And during this period, those who received the empowerment of the demon energy of General Nine Suns all became demons without exception, and the middle-aged scarred face was one of them.

"General Nine Suns..." Qin Feng murmured, secretly remembering the name in his heart.

He continued to check the consciousness of the middle-aged scarred face, and learned that the ice dragon soul that Lan Yingying had mentioned to him had indeed been demonized, and now it had become a killing evil beast of the Fusang clan.

At this time, they are participating in the attack on Bihai Palace.

"It seems that it is necessary to go to Bihai Palace first." Qin Feng said in a deep voice.

The strength of the demonized ice dragon soul has soared, and the dragon energy contained in it is amazing, which can be absorbed by him to prepare for the condensing of the eighth holy dragon soul.

After having no more information to understand, Qin Feng directly pointed out without the slightest mercy.

"Pfft..."

The sword light pierced through the middle-aged Scarface's head, blood and white brains splashed everywhere.

Moreover, Jianmang pierced all the Fusang people behind him through his body, and scattered limbs and arms all over the ground.

Then Qin Feng looked at those Bihai Palace disciples who shouted to be loyal to the middle-aged Scarface just now.

"Forgive...forgive me, don't kill us...We are not with these Fusang people..." These guys immediately knelt on the ground in horror, begging for mercy.

They just thought that if they surrendered these Fusang people, they would have a way out.

It never occurred to him that in the blink of an eye, a strong man like Qin Feng would appear, who could kill even a cultivator in the Tiangang realm. .biqugé

"Since you all chose to follow him just now, then follow him to the end!" Qin Feng said indifferently.

He pointed out again.

A cold light flashed and blood spattered.

Those Bihai Palace disciples who surrendered to the Fusang clan just now were all wiped out, and they fell on the deck with great unwillingness and remorse.

The cold wind blows, and the smell of blood permeates.

Looking at the pile of corpses in front of her, Lan Yingying felt like she was dreaming. She was already in despair when she faced the scarred face of the middle-aged man just now.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed drastically in the blink of an eye.

What shocked her even more was the improvement of Qin Feng's strength. She never thought that in just a few decades, Qin Feng could instantly kill a strong man in the Tiangang realm.

I am afraid that the weakest one needs the strength of a half-step good luck realm!

"Thank you, Mr. Qin, for saving your life." After recovering from the shock, Lan Yingying hurriedly saluted.

The last time she met Qin Feng on another island where another Fusang clan was located, although she didn't know Qin Feng's identity at that time, but after the news of what happened on the island spread, many monks guessed Qin Feng's identity.

At that time, it was widely rumored that Bihai Palace had a special relationship with Xiaoyao Sword Immortal, so she knew that Qin Feng was the Xiaoyao Sword Immortal of Canglan Domain.

What's more, when Qin Zining entered the boundless sea for training decades ago, she also traveled with her. From Qin Zining's mouth, she also confirmed Qin Feng's identity.