Chapter 1103

Although the two people just now gave people a very proud feeling, that was all. They didn't do anything more excessive. However, some people have been treated with dignity and pride on weekdays. In addition, there are so many people here today that it is inevitable that there will be some friction between them.

Just now, Yang Xuan saw that someone had been fighting.

But these things have nothing to do with him. Now he just wants to find the people of Yuntian sect and see if yunbatian has come.

But there are too many people here. It is very difficult to find a person from the sea of people at a glance. He thought for a while, but still flew into the sky.

But it didn't matter, but as soon as Yang Xuan flew into the sky, the people on the ground couldn't sit still. In their view, Yang Xuan's provocation was undisguised.

Just before Yang Xuan stopped in mid air, someone also flew up and constantly provoked Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan immediately felt helpless. After thinking about it, he showed Lei Yi. These people just gave up when they saw it. They are not people without eyesight. Naturally, they can see the extraordinary of Lei Yi. Moreover, their body skills and martial arts are already top-grade. Naturally, their martial arts and skills will not be poor. After weighing them over and over again, they left.

But just then, someone in the crowd suddenly rushed over from the ground and stopped in front of Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan looked at the man suspiciously and found that the man was an old man with white hair and beard and a broken arm. He immediately had an impulse to laugh. He also knew the old man and had a good relationship with him.

"Oh, elder Feng, the wind you blew yourself today? Why, you didn't get the remains of the venerable last time, and you still want to get the eight pill this time?" Yang Xuan looked at the old man and said with disdain.

The old man was no one else. It was when he was in the Wu Kingdom that he robbed Lei Yi, the water breaking sword and Feng Baifan, the elder of Fenglei gate, who took the venerable's bones.

When Feng Baifan saw Yang Xuan, his eyes turned red. Before he went to the northern region, he wanted to get Lei Yi and improve his strength. Among the Fenglei gate, Feng Baifan and Lei Zhenyuan, the two elders of Fengmen and leimen, are the peak of Yuanying territory, and their strength is equal.

If he gets the thunder wing, he can break through the boundary of the body, press the thunder far away, and let the patriarch have more of them.

But he didn't expect that his only son died under Yang Xuan's hands in a few days after he arrived in the witch country. And it's not over yet. Yang Xuan ruined his good deeds at the auction, so that he didn't get the venerable bones in the end. After that, Yang Xuan made trouble for him again and again. First, he took away his thunder wing skill, took away his water breaking sword, and finally cut off one of his arms, which made him lose face.

After returning to the sect, because he spent a lot of money in vain, he came back empty handed and was severely scolded by the sect leader. In addition, he broke an arm, which wasted a lot of money and had a lower position in the sect door. Therefore, the damper was pressed by the thunder door.

In fact, the purpose of his coming to the place of chaos today is just to accompany the younger generation of a large door. But unfortunately, he just saw Yang Xuan flying in the sky and threatened others with the skill snatched from him, which made him feel angry.

"I think you're trying to die. Believe it or not, I'll peel you alive now?" Feng Baifan was provoked by Yang Xuan and immediately showed Lei Yi. Although Lei Yi's skill scroll was robbed by Yang Xuan, he had already recorded the content in his heart after he got it, so he also practiced it.

Yang Xuan's face sank and stared at Feng Baifan tightly. At the same time, his momentum radiated and enveloped him. Aware of Yang Xuan's momentum, Feng Baifan suddenly sank.

Although he broke an arm, his strength has been raised to the seventh realm in the northern region, and he has cultivated thunder wings. Therefore, his strength now has to be improved compared with that when he just went to the northern region.

And he clearly remembered that Yang Xuan's strength was only the early stage of Yuanying territory when he was in the Wu state, so he thought his strength could fight with Yang Xuan.

But what he didn't expect was that it was only a long time before he saw Yang Xuan. His strength had been promoted to the later stage of the sixth territory. Such a speed was really incredible.

Just then, a young man with white eyebrows and green hair flew up from the ground with a proud face. He looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "uncle and grandpa, who is this man and how did you conflict with him?"

The young man said that the spiritual power on his body fluctuated constantly, which vaguely resonated with the spiritual power in the surrounding air.

When Yang Xuan saw this scene, he was shocked. If Feng Baifan was alone, Yang Xuan could easily deal with it, but the strength of the young man in front of him was only higher than that of Feng Baifan. Even if he had improved a lot compared with his previous time in the witch country, he was also very difficult to deal with them at the same time.

When Feng Baifan saw the young man appear, the original panic in his eyes suddenly disappeared, as if he had a long sigh of relief.

He said to the young man, "he took Lei Yi and water breaking sword from me and killed yun'er."

"Oh? Cousin Feng Baiyun died in his hands?" The young man picked his eyebrows, came to the front of Feng Baifan, looked at Yang Xuan and said, "this Taoist friend, I'm Fengshen zongfeng uneven. I don't know what my uncle and grandpa said just now is true?"

"That's right." Yang Xuan frowned. Although he didn't know what he meant, he still nodded.

When Feng Ping heard the speech, he smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "in that case, I'll give you a chance not to die. Hand over all the things I got from my uncle and grandpa, and then discard my martial arts. Otherwise, I won't be merciful."

The people around looked at Yang Xuan with glee and a look of excitement.

They looked at the wind again, but there was some fear in their eyes. Fengshen sect is a famous existence in Zhongzhou. If all the sects in Zhongzhou are ranked, Fengshen sect can at least rank in the top ten. The main reason for this is that, like the name of this sect, the skills and martial arts they practiced were left by the rising God of wind.

However, there are not many people in this sect. Except that the spiritual power of wind attribute is relatively rare, when they recruit disciples, they only recruit talented people.

Therefore, the disciples of Fengshen sect that the world can see are all powerful, and no one is weak.

There are more and more people watching around. They all want to see how the farce will eventually develop.

"What if I say no?" Yang Xuan looked at the uneven wind with bright eyes and said forcefully.