Feng Xinglan's strangeness was also captured by Yun Zheng because she had been observing the battle situation of the few of them just now.

Yun Zheng's eyes were slightly condensed, and she rarely felt distracted when she saw Lan...

She looked curiously along Feng Xinglan's gaze and finally saw a man with bad intentions.

There was no concealment in the old man's turbid eyes. Even if Feng Xinglan saw it, he did not restrain himself at all.

It seemed as if Feng Xinglan could no longer escape the visual sense of his palm.

Yun Zheng's face suddenly became cold.

What is the idea of ​​the old man who wants to make Lan?

Yun Zheng's eyes were faint and she quickly regained her calm mood.

She first waited and watched the changes.

As time goes by, the number of people joining the melee circle is still rising. After all, during this period, many new young cultivators will join the melee.

When the others were resting, Yun Zheng would take out the rune book I bought not long ago to watch. She did not take out the rune strokes to practice, but in fact, she used her spiritual body to learn and refine runes in the Phoenix Star space.

Although the runes on this God and Demon Continent are a little more profound, the "rune" has not changed at all, so Yun Zheng is still very easy to refine.

The most difficult thing to refine in this rune book is the magic-removing talisman.

Yun Zheng did not rush to study the magic talisman, but chose to learn other simpler runes first.

After the rest time, Yun Zheng will stare at the battle situation of the few of them again, and make sure to ensure their lives are safe.

Their ability to resist beatings is getting stronger and stronger, and their physical fitness has been significantly improved.

Although Yun Zheng did not appear on the stage, she also had deep insights at the physical cultivation techniques and combat skills used by many young cultivators.

She can break through her weaknesses at the fastest speed.

…

Two days later.

Under the seemingly ordinary and peaceful surface, there is a hidden danger of murder.

Nearly twenty young god cultivators kept chasing Feng Xinglan and attacking like crazy, as if they had planned it.

When Mu Yin and his friends saw this scene, their faces changed. They quickly rushed to Feng Xinglan and fought back together with him.

"Junior Brother Feng!" Dai Xiuzhu's eyes changed in shock. He thought to himself, "Who has Junior Brother Feng messed with? It will attract so many people to siege?"

Dai Xiuzhu immediately joined the confrontation between the two sides.

Yuezhou, Qi Po, Sun Zi and Sun Dongling did not sit idly by and directly joined Feng Xinglan's camp.

This scene fell into everyone's eyes, and at this moment the elder of Chongxu Immortal Court suddenly looked happy. He did not forget that he was beaten hard by these stinky brats two days ago. God really helped him!

He growled, "Kill them for this elder!"

As soon as these words were said, the Chongxu disciples who were wearing masks mixed in the battle circle looked at each other and decided to deal with Feng Xinglan and the nine others together.

Seeing this, the elders of various major forces who were not used to Yun Zheng and his group saw this, their eyes flashed with dark expressions. In an instant, some elders of the forces immediately secretly ordered that their descendants would also kill Feng Xinglan and the nine others!

One person smiled and sighed: "Young and ignorant, if you offend someone, you won't be able to survive."

"Yes, I just dislike them. Now someone can kill them, which can be considered as eliminating our harm."

"A group of sensational little kids who are still stinky!"

"I heard that the little girl in red is still an empress, but she is just her? She doesn't even have the courage to fight. After so many days, she either stands or sits. She really thinks she is?!"

There are many different opinions.

Even though they saw Feng Xinglan and the nine men being besieged, Qingfeng and Mo Yu were still guarding Yun Zheng's side and had no intention of taking action.

In the eyes of everyone, the girl in red was too weak, so two guards had to protect her without leaving any steps to avoid death.

Everyone was even more contemptuous and despised Yun Zheng.

Yun Zheng witnessed this battle, but she still sat steadily on the small bench, as if she was indifferent to the lives of Feng Xinglan and the nine people.

In the melee circle, nearly 80 young god cultivators attacked Feng Xinglan and the nine others for a time!

Attacks and screams kept ringing.

What is surprising is that the combat effectiveness of those people wearing pure black masks is simply amazing! They almost fought against ten!

No, it is against fifteen!

Everyone looked shocked.

How is that possible?!

Someone exclaimed: "It's obvious that they weren't that powerful before! Why did they suddenly become so strong?!"

At this time, the high-pony boy sneered and said softly, "That's because we didn't take it seriously!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the high-pony-tailed boy suddenly came out his palm, and the palm power was wrapped in sharp wind, and he actually slapped the two people away with one palm.

boom!

Yan Chen summoned his large cauldron and smashed it at the disciples around him.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The disciple who was hit was either bleeding from his head or was directly knocked down and vomited blood.

"You...you cheat!" A young god cultivator angrily said that weapons were not allowed to be summoned in the ancient castle, and no weapon could appear. Otherwise, how could he conduct real physical training?!

Yan Chen said in a gentle tone: "This is not my weapon, this is mine-"

"Alchemy furnace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge shadow came, and a "bang" sounded, directly helping the young cultivator burst his head, even smashing his mask, and blood flowed down.

Everyone was shocked, alchemy furnace!

Alchemy furnace is not a weapon, so summoned in the castle is allowed.

Zhongli Wuyuan's face was calm, but his eyebrows were slightly frowning, and his body moved very quickly. Although he was a magician, he was definitely not bad as a member of physical cultivation.

Zhongli Wuyuan's palm techniques and fist techniques seem to be the most gentle, but in fact they are soft and hard, and they go straight into the lungs and flesh and blood.

One palm beats a person to internal injuries.

At this moment, Feng Xinglan, who was in the center of danger, replaced the sharp sword with his palm. The sword energy came out, sharp and sharp, and broke through the protective body of the young cultivators themselves, making their physical ability weakened instantly.

On the other hand, except Dai Xiuzhu and Qi Po, the other three were extremely difficult to protect themselves.

So Dai Xiuzhu could only protect the three of them first.

Qi Po was barely able to use one to ten. His strength has reached a shocking level without realizing it, but his cultivation level is still the second level of the pseudo-god realm!

The two sides actually stalemate for two quarters of an hour, and the scene was extremely chaotic!

The personnel on both sides were seriously injured!

But--

This is nine people fighting seventy people! It’s not one-on-one!

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Which family are they?!"

Suddenly, the old man wearing a gray mask suddenly glanced at Jinglong with a faint look.

Jinglong understood it instantly, she pursed her lips and nodded immediately.

Jinglong narrowed his eyes slightly, lightly pointed his toes, and flashed toward Feng Xinglan. Just as she was about to reach out and grab Feng Xinglan's back, a cold voice suddenly came from behind her.

It made her whole body froze instantly.
Chapter completed!