Chapter 1779

When he thought about it, in the future, he might even overthrow the five great saints.

Huo Feng's heart beat violently.

"Don't rush, don't be impulsive, I have to calm down now."

Huo Feng took a deep breath.

He felt that he should be a little more cautious.

If this kind of Demon Heart Sutra is accidentally spread, it will definitely bring disaster to his Huo family, and even the entire Wuji City.

Because this technique is too heaven-defying!

And this is all bestowed by the god of destiny and creation.

"I can't be in a hurry. I have to take every step at a time. When I have a chance, I will give this exercise to someone I trust."

"Then spread to the entire Huo family, and finally controlled Wuji City, and then expanded to the Northern Wilderness."

It can be said that Huo Feng has been mediocre for so many years.

But it also polished off his calm temper.

"And right now, the most important thing is the appointment in a month's time."

"Futuyan, wait for me, I will let you know that the so-called saint clan's arrogance is nothing more than that!"

In Huo Feng's eyes, there was a flame burning.

He dodged and left directly.

And just a moment after Huo Feng left.

In the forest, a young man in white with an orange cat in his hand appeared.

Looking at the direction in which Huo Feng was leaving, Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

"Yes, with ambition and desire, but not impulsive, he is a good seed for doing things."

Jun Xiaoyao is quite satisfied with the chess piece he chose.

The golden seed obtained by Huo Feng.

Naturally, it is a sub-seed separated from Jun Xiaoyao's original demon seed.

And that god-like figure is Jun Xiaoyao's spiritual body.

Although the strength has not been restored for the time being, the image is still quite bluffing.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao gave Huo Feng one-thousandth of his talent.

Huo Feng said before that if he could get the one-thousandth talent of the Outer Boundary Killing God, he could even donate his soul.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao has fulfilled his wish.

But what Huo Feng paid was not only himself and his soul.

There are also the Huo family, Wuji City, and even the entire Northern Wilderness.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

The little white tiger being kneaded by Jun Xiaoyao was very puzzled.

She didn't understand what Jun Xiaoyao's operation meant.

Of course, she didn't know how powerful and terrifying the Demon Heart Sutra that Jun Xiaoyao fused into was.

It can be said that if the devil's wedding dress magic formula is feared by all spirits in the world.

Then Jun Xiaoyao's Demon Seeding Heart Sutra is definitely a more terrifying and heaven-defying existence.

If it is known by other forces in Jiehai, they will definitely be extremely jealous.

But right now, Jun Xiaoyao regards the Northern Wilderness of Xuanhuang Universe as a testing ground for cultivating the Demon Heart Sutra.

Just to test how against the heavens his technique is.

"Next, a month later, you can watch a good show, although there is no suspense."

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

With a bunch of immortal substances he bestowed, plus a kind of Demon Heart Sutra.

Most importantly, Huo Feng also got one-thousandth of Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation talent.

This is one-thousandth of Jun Xiaoyao's talent after rebuilding his life.

This is much stronger than the talent given to the missionary Tuoba Yu before him.

If this is the case, he can't beat Futu Yan of the Futu Saint Clan.

That Jun Xiaoyao will directly erase this pawn.

For a monk, a month is basically the blink of an eye.

And in Wuji City, one of the busiest squares with a lot of people.

Countless people have already gathered here.

Everyone is looking forward to seeing a fight.

Although it was a battle without much suspense.

A young man with a resolute face had already stood on the square with a restrained expression.

Faced with all kinds of pity or ridicule, he remained unmoved.

However, his eyes turned to a pavilion beside the square.

On the pavilion, a woman in a colorful dress fluttering in the wind was looking at him with sad eyes.

It was his sister, Huo Ling, who was well-known in the Northern Wilderness.

And at this time, in the starry sky, nine miraculous birds containing the blood of the Divine Phoenix came across the sky, pulling an extremely luxurious chariot.

One old and one young fell down.

One of the men in brocade clothes had a pale complexion and slightly sunken eye sockets, which gave people a sense of gloom.

Beside the man was an old man in black.

"I've seen Mr. Yan..."

People from several major families in Wuji City all surrendered.

This shadowy man is naturally Futuyan of the Futu Saint Clan.

At this moment, Futuyan's mood is not too good.

Because Fu Tuhong, a cousin of his lineage, was killed with two moves in the most shameful way.

This not only damaged the majesty of the Buddhist saints.

It made his family line suffer suppression from within the family.

Futuyan was already in a depressed mood, and another Huo Feng popped up to prevent him from getting the beauty.

Futuyan naturally had no good looks towards Huo Feng.

"Heh... a fallen young master of Wuji City dares to resist my order."

"However, the brother-sister relationship between you is touching."

"Looking at this, I will love your sister a lot when the time comes."

Futuyan showed a dark smile.

"Come to fight."

Huo Feng looked indifferent and didn't say much.

"Heh..." Futu Yan sneered.

A mediocre young master of a declining power, how dare he dare to challenge him, the arrogance of the holy clan.

Although he is not considered top-notch among the Buddha Saint Clan, he is not someone who can be provoked by this kind of person.

The fight is about to start.

And on the pavilion beside the square.

Huo Ling, dressed in colorful clothes, had a sad face.

Her facial features are beautiful and her complexion is crystal clear, as if she is haloing with pearls. It is no wonder that she is famous in the Northern Wilderness.

"The girl must be Miss Huo's family."

Just then, a gentle voice came.

Huo Ling looked around, not knowing when.

A peerless young man in white clothes, like a banished immortal, sat leisurely by the window.

Holding a teacup in one hand and stroking an orange cat in the other.

Huo Ling was slightly lost in thought for a moment.

She had never seen such an outstanding man in her life.

In other words, in a place like the Northern Wilderness, it is simply impossible for such a person to appear.

"I'm Holling."

Huo Ling said.

"It seems that you are worried about your brother."

Jun Xiaoyao took a sip of tea.

Mentioning this, Huo Ling's eyes dimmed, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"If possible, I would rather not have my own appearance, so as not to hurt my brother and the whole family."

"Do you think your brother will lose?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

For some reason, seeing the smile of the young man in white, Huo Ling's sad mood seemed to be soothed a lot.

"Although I really want my brother to win, but..."

Huo Ling shook his head.

The facts are here, there is no possibility.

However, the young man in white in front of her murmured.

"Within ten moves, no, I think three moves should be enough."

"Sir, what are you talking about?"

Huo Ling was puzzled for a moment.

But at this moment, a shocking noise erupted from the square.

"Oh my god, I'm not mistaken, three moves, just three moves, Young Master Yan of the Buddha Sacred Clan is defeated!"

"Has Huo Feng, the young city master, been hiding his clumsiness all the time? This talent is stronger than his sister, right?"

Seeing this scene, Huo Ling's mind went blank.

Her eyes suddenly turned to the side.

But he found that there was no figure of the young man in white at the same place.

Only half a cup of tea was left, still slightly warm.

Huo Ling was a little dazed, and picked up the teacup with his jade hand.

"That son, who is it?"

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