Chaos God's Nest

After climbing out of the pit with difficulty, Feng Zhen couldn't help but reveal a look of disbelief when he saw Yan Xiaohuang standing by the pit with a playful look on his face and no injuries at all. He then exclaimed repeatedly: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! The Wind and Snow Divine Pearl is the treasure of our Feng Clan. Even a cultivator in the Immortal Martial Realm would find it difficult to withstand the laws and restrictions on it. How...how come you are not affected by it?!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang sneered, then walked forward and stepped on the other person's shoulder, saying: "Nothing is impossible! You have also seen that your Wind and Snow Divine Pearl can't do anything to me! And the so-called Feng family treasure you mentioned is nothing more than that in my opinion!"

Yan Xiaohuang's words were a bit arrogant. In fact, he was indeed greatly affected when Feng Zhen sacrificed his treasure just now, and most of the divine power in his body was frozen. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the supreme true blood in his body began to circulate on its own, and streams of nameless divine power were released from it, which finally suppressed the strange cold air. Therefore, Yan Xiaohuang was able to take advantage of the opponent's strategy and severely damage the opponent in one fell swoop.

At this moment, Feng Zhen couldn't help but reveal a look of fear in his eyes after hearing this. The next moment, his expression changed, and he said flatteringly: "My dear friend! Listen to me, what happened just now was all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstand?"

Yan Xiaohuang didn't expect the other party to say that suddenly, and he almost laughed out loud. This old man changed his face very quickly. Just now he kept saying that he wanted to kill him, very strong! Who would have thought that the next moment he kept shouting that it was a misunderstanding, so smooth that it made people want to laugh.

"It is indeed a misunderstanding!" Feng Zhen nodded quickly, then turned to look at his son and said, "This matter is all caused by this unworthy and rebellious son of mine. In the final analysis, my friend and I actually have no hatred, so there is no need for us to fight to the death!"

"Oh? Really? What you said does make some sense!" Yan Xiaohuang became interested and responded along with the other party's words.

Seeing Yan Xiaohuang's answer, Feng Zhen still flattered on the surface, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Then he continued: "Yes, my friend! Look at the two of us..."

Before he could finish his words, Feng Zhen's body shook violently, and then a small green sword came out from his palm, carrying a strange murderous intent, and flew straight towards Yan Xiaohuang.

"hehe!"

Yan Xiaohuang sneered. Just now, he had already sensed the other party's wolfish ambition, so he cooperated with his performance to see what the other party was up to. Sure enough, the other party still did not give up and wanted to attack and kill him.

Because he had already been prepared in his heart, Yan Xiaohuang was ready for defense the first time the other party brought out the killing sword. At this moment, he saw the divine power surging around him, and a green divine pattern suddenly appeared. Then the Xuantian Coffin came out, and the coffin instantly enlarged several times and protected him in front of him.

Ding!

The green sword stabbed into Yan Xiaohuang's Xuantian coffin. Then a crisp sound was heard and the sword was bounced away. As luck would have it, it stabbed Feng Yuntao who was not far away.

"what!"

A scream was heard, and Feng Yuntao's face suddenly turned dark, and then foam came out of the mouth, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that the small sword was filled with poison. Fortunately, he didn't overconfidently use his divine power to block it. Otherwise, he would be in danger now.

"Tao'er!"

Before Yan Xiaohuang could say anything, he saw Feng Zhen in front of him screaming, then hurriedly got up and crawled to his son Feng Yuntao.

It's ridiculous to say that even Feng Zhen himself doesn't have an antidote for this poisoned flying sword, so now that Feng Yuntao is poisoned, he can only worry but have no other options.

"Tao'er! Wake up!"

At this moment, Feng Zhen was constantly shaking the body of his son Feng Yuntao, and tears were already streaming down his old cheeks.

At this moment, it can be seen that Feng Zhen is really anxious. After all, the death of his son Feng Yuntao was too sudden and hasty, which even made him unable to react. Therefore, his white hair began to fall off like dead grass.

Speaking of which, this wind earthquake was not easy in the early years.

When he was young, he was full of ambition and vowed to become a powerful man who would shock the ancient and modern times! However, his talent was limited, and he never entered the realm of immortals until his old age. Therefore, he also placed high hopes on his only son Feng Yuntao. In addition, he had a son in his old age and his beloved wife died early, so he could not help but dote on him.

But it was this unlimited doting that actually caused great harm to her son Feng Yuntao!

Feng Yuntao himself possesses a good talent for cultivation, but over the years, relying on the favor of his father Feng Zhen, he gradually neglected cultivation and became more and more interested in unorthodox practices and evil deeds.

Looking at the people in the entire Fengxue City, they all turned pale when talking about Feng Yuntao, and secretly called him a demon.

As for Moguzi, it is a local dialect and its meaning is easy to understand. It means an evil person who is unforgivable and has done all kinds of bad things!

In short, this is not a good name, which shows that the local people have already hated it.

They must have seen this kind of battle between immortals many times before. Long before, when the battle between Yan Xiaohuang and Feng Zhen started, the residents within dozens of miles of the city had already hidden far away. But now, no one knew who spread the news, but the streets that were originally empty were now crowded with people.

Upon hearing the news that Feng Yuntao was dead, the people present couldn't help but applaud, with expressions of irrepressible joy and excitement on their faces.

"That's great! The Feng family's Mo Guzi is finally dead! God has eyes!" said an old man in his sixties with a trembling voice.

"This demon is finally dead! Oh my God! We will no longer have to suffer from it in the future!"

"Woo, woo, woo! Poor old man, my poor little girl was forcibly taken away by him just because she was beautiful. She is still in danger of death! This evil bastard has finally been punished by God!"

At this moment, the people who knew the whole story were already in tears. All the words in their hearts turned into kneeling thanks. They prostrated themselves in front of Yan Xiaohuang and kept saying, "Little Saint, thank you for eliminating this evil bastard for us. Otherwise, we don't know how long we would have to endure the bullying! Thank you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the people gathered around and bowed to Yan Xiaohuang madly to express their gratitude.

Yan Xiaohuang was dumbfounded. He never expected that Feng Yuntao and the Feng family were so notorious in Fengxue City. Even from the innkeeper before, he had never heard anything about them. He just knew that they had a bad reputation and were a bit dandy, and that they had a father who was a half-step immortal martial artist behind them! Who would have thought that his death would cause such a big commotion? He was suddenly shocked.

In fact, it was not because the innkeeper did not want to say it, but because he did not dare to say it. He only dared to give a rough description of Feng Yuntao. After all, there were many people in the inn, and it was inevitable that he would be heard by the other party if he said bad things about him behind his back. If he came to settle the score later, it would be tantamount to bringing disaster upon the innkeeper.

"A bunch of ants! Shut up!"

At this moment, after hearing the many bad words that the people around him said to his son, Feng Zhen was also furious. Then he suddenly stood up and released the powerful aura of a cultivator around him towards the people.

This move immediately caused everyone present to turn pale. Just now they were only busy celebrating Feng Yuntao's death and completely forgot about his father Feng Zhen, the doting son.

"Humph!"

Fortunately, at this time, Yan Xiaohuang took action. He snorted coldly, and a powerful pressure overflowed from his body. It was only aimed at Feng Zhen, and all the unrelated people were protected.

"Lord Fengxue! You have lived for a thousand years in vain! Don't you know that spoiling a son is like killing him? Now your son has met with this end, and it is entirely his own fault! You should know this better than anyone else present!" Yan Xiaohuang said to Feng Zhen in a cold voice.

"You're talking nonsense! My son Yuntao's death was all because of you. If it weren't for you, he would not be dead today! I want you to be buried with him!"

At this moment, Feng Zhen was overwhelmed by the grief of losing his son and had forgotten the fact that he was no match for Yan Xiaohuang. The next moment, he was seen rushing towards Yan Xiaohuang with a roar.

A powerful pressure was released from his body, causing countless civilians along the way to be tragically affected. They were enveloped by this pressure one after another, and then their bodies exploded, turning into a bloody mist and they died.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang could not help but get furious, and said: "What a scoundrel! You killed weak creatures for no reason. You deserve to die, and no one can save you!"

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ps: Hehe! I originally planned to use the phrase "You have already found your way to death!", but after thinking about it, I was afraid of being held accountable and ruining the image of the protagonist in everyone's mind, so I didn't dare to use it!