The cold sound echoed in the air.

The monk standing by the lake had a look of watching the excitement on his face. Many people felt that Chen Feng was just the breath of a saint.

Yang Moya's current cultivation level is in the two-star Immortal Emperor, and Qianlin City is the territory of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, so no one is willing to offend Yang Moya here.

Of course, there are also kind-hearted people among them. They lowered their voices and reminded: "Fellow Taoist, you can't offend Lingxiao Immortal Palace. Go ashore and leave quickly!"

Yang Moya was once a playboy when he was a teenager. With the big tree of Lingxiao Immortal Palace, he had improved his cultivation to the level of a two-star immortal emperor.

There are many women around him now, but he still likes Ning Yunxuan. He likes to conquer women with difficulty. He wants Ning Yunxuan to obey him, whether it is body or soul.

That's why he was always patient. Every time Ning Yunxuan appeared in the pavilion, he would always wait outside.

But now seeing Ning Yunxuan smile at a saint, he could no longer disguise himself, and the anger in his body was burning.

Chen Feng didn't care too much about the reminder sounds around him. He ignored Yang Moya's warning and walked step by step on the lake.

Ning Yunxuan had already stood up from the stone chair, and her beautiful eyes were reluctant to turn away from Chen Feng.

Gradually, a layer of mist appeared on her eyes, and her charming lips were pursed tightly. Looking at Chen Feng who was constantly approaching, the smile at the corner of her mouth disappeared, and there was a hint of fear on her face. She was afraid that she was dreaming.

Seeing the change of expression on Ning Yunxuan's face, Yang Moya could be sure that the relationship between the two was absolutely average. The anger in his body was burning more and more vigorously. A sharp light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his body was as powerful as a rainbow. He shouted: "You are looking for death!"

The words fell.

His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, with a terrifying power, and his figure rushed towards Chen Feng.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

The lake was constantly exploding, and the water splashed dozens of meters high.

Ning Yunxuan came to her senses and wanted to stop her, but unfortunately she was one step late. Her cultivation level was only one-star Immortal Emperor, and she could not keep up with Yang Moya's speed at all.

Many of the monks by the lake had sarcasm on their faces. In their opinion, monks with this aura with the saints would definitely die on this lake.

Chen Feng ignored the opponent's attack completely and still walked step by step on the lake.

When Yang Moya hit Chen Feng within two meters of the range, his figure suddenly paused, his face turned red and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

When everyone is confused.

The next second.

"Bang"

Yang Moya didn't even touch the corner of Chen Feng's clothes, and his whole body was bounced out and kept spitting out blood in the air.

There was a "pop".

Finally, Yang Moya's body fell into the lake.

Chen Feng never stopped from beginning to end, maintaining the rhythm of his steps. In everyone's dull eyes, he stepped into the pavilion.

Most of the monks by the lake held their breath and blinked hard, unable to believe what they saw.

Although Yang Moya's combat power is not too strong, he is a two-star immortal emperor after all. As a result, he didn't even touch a saint's clothes and was bounced away directly? This is a bit exaggerated!

"Long time no see!" Chen Feng said to Ning Yunxuan.

Ning Yunxuan listened to the familiar voice. She didn't bother to consider the fighting power of Chen Feng. Her eyes became even more moist and her voice was very light: "It's been a long time since I saw you! Long time! Long time!"

Ning Yunxuan is a quieter woman, like a cup of best flower tea.

Sweet and moist!

After careful taste, it will give people a very comfortable feeling.

Not long after her words fell.

Suddenly.

The water in the entire lake was boiling, and a terrifying force rushed out of it.

Immediately afterwards.

There was a "boom".

Yang Moya, who was soaked in the lake water, rushed out suddenly. The lake surface rose and fell with his breath. With his hands and feet raised, the lake water beside him condensed into a huge unicorn, and his body released an astonishing power of destruction.

Yang Moya's aura is also rising steadily, and now he can be compared with the four-star immortal emperor. He used the secret technique of Lingxiao Immortal Palace "Suming Spirit"!

Such secret techniques can increase combat power in a short period of time!

Ning Yunxuan's face was full of solemnity. Just when she was about to speak, Chen Feng interrupted: "Don't you invite me to sit down?"

While speaking, he sat down on the stone chair opposite Ning Yunxuan.

Seeing Chen Feng ignoring him so much, Yang Moya was so angry that a burst of blood surged in his body and shouted: "Boy, you are too arrogant, you will pay the price for it."

While roaring, his arm waved, and the huge terrifying water unicorn brought up a hundred-meter water column, causing the space to twist and rush towards the sunken wind in the pavilion.

See this.

Chen Feng slapped his palm on the stone table, and one of the chopsticks quickly floated up in the air.

A "swish" sounded through the air.

The chopsticks were wrapped in terrifying momentum and rushed towards the huge water unicorn at lightning speed.

"Bang!"

The chopsticks easily penetrated from the front of the water kirin to the back, causing it to burst directly into the air.

Of course, the speed of chopsticks rushing did not slow down, and continued to rush towards Yang Moya, who was full of fear, and the space around began to break.

Yang Moya wanted to hide, but unfortunately the chopsticks were too fast.

There was a "puff".

The chopsticks directly broke his protection, penetrated his left shoulder, and took him toward the lake.

The monk standing on the shore retreated a little distance as soon as possible.

"Bang"

The chopsticks that penetrated Yang Moya's shoulder nailed him directly onto a towering tree by the lake.

Yang Moya was unable to pull the chopsticks out of his shoulders, and he could not destroy the chopsticks. The power injected by the wind in the wind had not completely dissipated.

He used the secret technique "Super the Spirit", but in the end he was vulnerable to this saint boy. Why did this happen? Yang Moya could not accept reality at all.

The other monks by the lake looked at Yang Moya who was nailed to the tree in fear. Someone dared to attack the younger brother of the Lingxiao Immortal Palace in Qianlin City. This was the first time such a thing happened.

Ning Yunxuan's beautiful eyes in the pavilion were shining with a brilliant color, and she said in a voice: "Lingxiao Immortal Palace has kindness to the Li family after all..."

Before she could finish her words, Chen Feng nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

Then, he looked indifferently at Yang Moya by the lake and said, "For the sake of the Li family, I will spare your life for the time being!"

"Get out!"

The words fell.

Chen Feng pointed his finger.

"Bang"

The chopsticks that penetrated Yang Moya's shoulders suddenly burst, and a blood mist burst out from his shoulders. His whole person fell to the ground, his face covered with fear and remorse.

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Chapter completed!