Po Tian Xie Zun

"My lord?!"

"Brother Xingtian, brother Wuya..."

Recognizing Feng Xingtian, the three of them let go of their hearts hanging in their throats at the same time, and rushed to his side one after another, but as soon as they thought of Xie Wuya's current situation, the three of them couldn't help but lower their heads in self-reproach, and hung their heads. The hands beside him clenched into fists at the same time, it was all their fault, if they were stronger, Wu Ya wouldn't have to stand in front of them every time, and he wouldn't be injured again and again because of it.

"You guys hurt him?"

Ignoring the self-blame of the three, Feng Xingtian lowered his eyes to look at Xie Wuya, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, he looked indifferently at Shen Qiutian Yan Banxie who was opposite him, a son of the Shen family, and a disciple of the temple. Sons of God, why did they come to Canglan Continent?

Feng Xingtian, who used to live in the Demon Palace and grew up, has long remembered the various forces in the Tianhong Continent. Although their appearance is a bit different from when he was a child, he still recognized them at a glance, but he couldn't figure out why they would appear in the canyon. Lan mainland?Theoretically speaking, many people in Tianhong Continent have the ability to tear apart the space crystal wall system to come here, but people in Tianhong Continent, even casual cultivators, are very arrogant, and they absolutely cannot come to this place for no reason. The lower continents, unless... the continent has someone or something they need.

"This aura...is you, you are the man who lived in the desert?! Are you alive?"

Shen Qiutian's deep eyes suddenly widened, and Chiguoguo's disbelief was exaggerated in his eyes, how could it be possible that he was fine with such a powerful lightning strike, and there was a strong coercion on his body that could not be lost to him, Tell him in a disguised form that he has successfully survived the calamity, and looking at his age, the blood in Shen Qiutian's body boiled. It is true that every continent has cultivation geniuses, but it is someone like him who has become a high-level cultivator at a young age. There are very few, especially since he is still in this relatively low-level continent, and the aura is not as strong as that of the Tianhong Continent.

"What? He is... it's really him. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect..."

Hearing this, Yan Banxie also opened his mouth wide, he couldn't believe his eyes at all, he didn't expect that not only did he not die, but they met again so soon, is this their fate?

Hearing the conversation between them, Feng Xingtian's seductive eyes darkened unconsciously. He tried his best to deal with Lei Jie that day, but he didn't notice their existence. This should be regarded as his mistake. However, since they said it today In addition, they were injured again, so he couldn't let them go no matter what.

The three of Han Mengli couldn't understand the conversation between them, but they didn't want to understand either. The three of them silently retreated to Xie Wuya's side and waited for it. With the prince around, they didn't need to worry about Wuya's safety or fighting. Leave it to the prince, they just need to help Wu Ya protect the law.

"My name is Shen Qiutian, and I come from another continent. I apologize for accidentally hurting your friend, but he is just breathing backwards, and his life will not be in danger. Please rest assured!"

Based on the strong respect for the strong, Shen Qiutian forcefully pushed the twittering Yan Banxie behind him, and cupped his fists at Feng Xingtian. Can't find the second one either?

"He is not my king's friend, but my king's concubine. No matter where you are from, this king must abide by the rules here, and it doesn't matter whether you hurt him on purpose or by accident. Since you hurt this king's concubine, you You must pay the price you deserve.”

Looking at them indifferently, the aura on Feng Xingtian's body changed instantly, and the golden summoning book suddenly appeared, and as his soft but forceful voice fell, a finger was lightly tapped on it, and a pure white flashed across everyone's sight .

"boom…"

"Ow!"

In the next second, the wolf howled, his whole body was snow-white, only the pure black Ben Lei with four hooves suddenly appeared. He basically didn't need Feng Xingtian's instructions. His fierce wolf eyes stared at the two opposite people for a moment, and his sharp fangs The red fruit reveals a thirst for blood.

"The king of wind wolves, a fighting monster, bloodthirsty, ferocious in nature, not easy to tame, once someone finds a husband, he will swear to protect his master to the death, Qiu Tian, ​​be careful."

Unexpectedly, this beautiful man who suddenly appeared could summon monsters. Yan Banxie cautiously tugged on Shen Qiutian's clothes, reminding him in a low voice that the wind wolf is an extremely ferocious monster. As the king of wind wolves, their combat strength should be more than ten times that of ordinary wind wolves. They are afraid that they will encounter a strong enemy this time.

"You go back first."

Ignoring his reminder, Shen Qiutian withdrew his hand indifferently, stepped forward to look at Feng Xingtian and said: "Put away your monsters, I want to fight you one-on-one."

Yes, from the moment he saw him for the first time, he wanted to fight him, but at that time...he thought that they would never have the chance to fight again. He never thought that they would meet again so soon, and the warlike factor in his body instantly He became active, and even in Tianhong Continent, he hadn't met an opponent who could let go of his hands and feet and fight with all his strength.

"It's up to you? Scarlet vindictiveness? You are not worthy of this king to do it yourself!"

This can be said to be Chi Guoguo's provocation, right?The corners of Feng Xingtian's lips twitched in disdain, his eyes were full of undisguised dormitories, the cultivation level of Tianhong Continent was identified by the color of Dou Qi, the crimson Dou Qi was equivalent to the holy level of Canglang Continent, Shen Qiutian was young It is indeed very strong to be able to break through to the holy level, and he is also worthy of being his opponent, but the so-called battle is based on attacking the heart. Before the battle, he doesn't mind suppressing his young master's temper, let him know that he is not the only one in this world. Is the strongest, of course, a large part of the reason is because they hurt Xie Wuya.

"You...haha..."

Shen Qiutian was furious, but suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, everyone was instantly confused, is this person a lunatic?Being so despised by others and still laughing, it is estimated that the head is either knotted or disabled.

"I won't ask you why you know about fighting qi. Since you come from the royal family, you will know that Tianhong Continent and fighting qi are normal. I apologize for hurting your princess, but you underestimated me. You can't pretend it never happened, draw your sword, I want to see why you are so arrogant."

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly. Shen Qiutian looked at the elegant and indifferent Feng Xingtian with a cold face. Leaving aside his character and fighting strength, he was considered the most beautiful man he had ever seen. What he likes is that the thorns on his body are too sharp and poisonous. Even if such a man arouses his sexual interest, he will easily touch them. Therefore, they are destined to become enemies, no, To be correct, it should be the opponent. He quite likes his aloof temperament. If he doesn't mind, he can make friends with him after the battle.

"Ben Lei, protect Wu Ya, don't let anyone get close to him, since you must die, this king will fulfill you!"

In his eyes, Feng Xingtian saw appreciation, but didn't see any meaning of blasphemy. In addition, he apologized again and again. As the sole heir of one of the five major families in Tianhong Continent, this is not easy. That being the case, he didn't mind fighting with him once, but he glanced at Yan Banxie behind him with cold eyes, he didn't want some people to sneak attack Wuya while they were fighting.

"No, I dare to guarantee my personality. No one will dare to touch your princess and friends while we are fighting."

Seeing the meaning in his eyes, Shen Qiutian confidently assured that it's possible that he didn't believe it, or that someone really messed up. At the same time as the words fell, Shen Qiutian tapped his toes and instantly pushed him to Yan Banxie's side His acupoints were tapped, and no one was allowed to intervene in the battle between him and Feng Xingtian.

"Damn, Shen Qiutian, how dare you fucking treat me like this?"

Yan Banxie, who was suddenly immobilized by acupuncture, stared angrily. He never dreamed that Shen Qiutian, who has always liked him very much, would treat him like this for a stranger. Could it be that his hunch that day was right?Did he really fall in love with that man at first sight?No, it's impossible, who doesn't know that Young Master Shen has a bunch of lovers, but has never really fallen in love with others?What he loves is always only himself and how to become stronger. In his eyes, a lover is nothing. I am afraid that he will treat him like this because the other party is not inferior to him, right?Hmph, Shen Qiutian, remember, I will definitely avenge this revenge, definitely!

"Can you rest assured now?"

Ignoring his yelling, Shen Qiutian turned his wrists back and forth, and rushed forward with his crimson energy to lift Yan Banxie's body, seal his dumb acupoint and send him ten meters away at the same time. Guarantee Yan Banxie's safety. Everyone in Tianhong Continent knows that Yan Banxie, the Son of God, eloped with him. If something happens to him, he will not want to ask the temple to explain it when he goes back.

"Lanting, take care of Wu Ya."

After finishing speaking, the three of them only felt two afterimages go straight into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already flown into the air. In Shen Qiutian's hand, a handle with dragon-shaped patterns hovering was extremely sharp, faintly exuding In the cold light, Feng Xingtian stood proudly, with his hands resting behind his back leisurely, as if he had no intention of taking out his weapon.

"Draw your sword!"

Holding up the sword, Shen Qiutian frowned domineeringly.

"unnecessary!"

Feng Xingtian's tone was still so soft, almost without any emotional fluctuations, but anyone with a little cultivation could see that the crimson blood-like fighting spirit had quietly filled his arms.

"Then hit until you pull it out!"

Shen Chou had never met such a man before, his fighting spirit was poured into the sword instantly, and when he raised it, it turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Feng Xingtian like a rocket head, Feng Xingtian dodged slightly to avoid his swift attack, With a pull of both hands, a crimson sword condensed with pure energy slashed towards his exposed back.