The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Such a scene! It must be a great opportunity!

Several figures appeared from different directions in the city, and then rushed towards the mountains in the south at an extremely fast speed!

Misty Swamp

Feeling the pressure from its natural enemies, the worm king turned and fled without a second thought! Before Feng Qian could retract his pressure, he felt someone approaching at an extremely fast speed!

He put away his imposing aura and turned around to check Meng Chun's injuries. A flame mixed with spiritual power attacked him from behind!

Feng Qian transformed into a human form and pulled Meng Chun from the ground into his arms to avoid the attack from behind!

Damn! Are these monks flies? They came so fast!

The people who came in that direction were all white-haired old men, and their cultivation was at the Spirit Transformation Realm. Feng Qian protected Meng Chun in his arms and looked at the people above with gritted teeth.

Damn it! If you have the guts, just fight head-on! Why attack from behind?

Several old men looked at Feng Qian who had transformed into a human form, their eyes full of desire to seize the opportunity!

At this moment, an old man in gray looked at Feng Qian with shock on his face: "This demon beast can actually transform into a human form! Could it be an extremely rare, top-grade spirit beast!?"

The other old man in green threw a black net directly at Feng Qian, "My dear friends! I, Tian Yangzi, will take this spirit beast!"

Seeing how fast he was, the others were not willing to be outdone and all used their own magic weapons!

The old man in black: "Whoever catches it owns it!"

The old man in yellow: "Such a spiritual beast! Naturally it belongs to my Huang family!"

Feng Qian placed Meng Chun on the open space behind him, no longer maintaining his human form, and directly transformed into his true form. Facing the magic weapons of the old men, he sneered in his heart. With only such junk-quality things, he thought he could hurt his true self!?

Feng Qian released his overwhelming pressure, and the elders felt the spiritual energy circulating in their bodies stagnate for a moment! Their magic weapons exploded violently in the air!

The weakest old man in yellow vomited blood and was directly suppressed to the ground by this pressure, unable to move!

The pressure released by Feng Qian completely caused a wider range of monsters to roar! Some powerful monsters were already rushing towards Feng Qian's location.

The others also fell from the air. The old man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to the old man in green, "Tianyangzi! This spirit beast is so powerful that its mere pressure has caused our spiritual energy to stagnate! Why don't we cooperate with our peak Spiritual Transformation strength and take it down together!"

Tian Yangzi nodded in agreement, and the two of them took out their own magical weapons, ready to attack Feng Qian again. Feng Qian's fighting spirit also rose, and he rushed towards the two men at an extremely fast speed.

At this time, the old man in gray behind them saw Feng Qian's speed, and the emotion in his eyes was gloomy and unclear.

Feng Qian was fighting with the two men. Seeing this, the old man in purple also took out his own magical weapon and shouted, "Two old friends! I'm here to help you!" Then he also joined the battle.

Seeing that there was one more person on their side, Feng Qian became even more eager to fight!

Well done! Watch how I burn you to ashes!

The old man in gray took advantage of the old men's inattention and retreated to hide behind a tree that was broken in half. Looking at the people fighting fiercely in the air, he sneered in his heart: Fight, when you have almost consumed this spirit beast, it will be my turn to reap the benefits!

Just as Feng Qian was struggling with him, Meng Chun, who was seriously injured and unconscious behind him, was quietly taken away by a green spiritual power and disappeared on the spot.

Feng Qian spit out flames from his mouth, and the feathers on his entire body were covered with a layer of golden barrier. The feathers that were usually soft became like sharp blades at this moment, not only extremely hard, but also with extremely strong lethality!

The three old men had wounds of varying sizes on their bodies from the sharp feathers, and even the old man in green had a cut on his life-saving magic weapon from Feng Qian's wings.

Feng Qian, on the other hand, was not only unharmed, but his eyes were filled with amusement as he looked at the others. He couldn't help but taunt the old men: "With only a mere Divine Transformation cultivation level, you dare to challenge me! You are such an idiot who overestimates your own abilities!"

After all, these old men were cultivators in the Incarnation Stage, highly respected within this remote clan. They hadn't expected to be provoked by a beast today! Naturally, they were unwilling to accept this. The three of them exchanged glances, ready to stop hiding their weaknesses.

The old man in green took one look at the old man in yellow who was pretending to be dead on the ground and shouted angrily, "Huang Ming! You old bastard! How long are you going to pretend to be dead?"

Huang Ming got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and patted the dust off his body. He said with a smile, "Since the three friends have reached an agreement, I suddenly feel that my Huang family doesn't really need this spirit beast. I might as well make it a good thing and give it to you three."

"Hmph! I don't believe your nonsense, you old bastard! If you don't take action now, I'm afraid we will all die at the hands of this beast today!"

Huang Ming glanced at Feng Qian who was still in the air, and the smile in his eyes became even wider. Such a good thing should naturally belong to our Huang family!

As for you... just pave the way for my Huang family!

Huang Ming took out his own magical weapon, looked at the three people, and began to make seals with his hands.

Of course you have to put on a complete show to deceive people.

Seeing that he was no longer hiding his abilities, the three of them opened their own magical weapons and quickly formed seals with their hands!

A tiny, purple-black scorpion fell from the hem of Huang Ming's clothes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The golden barrier on Feng Qian's body was even more powerful. He wanted to see what other abilities these old men had.

The elders were all at the Spiritual Transformation stage, and at this moment, they were using all their most powerful spiritual skills. This attack was naturally not weak! It even carried a devastating pressure!

Feng Qianao looked at them, his eyes full of disdain for their attack!

He didn't notice Teizaka's presence at all.

"Master, do you think he will be hurt?" A Shu glanced at Feng Qian in the distance, flew to Di Qi's side and asked in a low voice.

"No." Di Qi just replied to him indifferently. Meng Chun was still unconscious after being fed the elixir by A Shu. His back was covered in blood and flesh, and his internal organs had suffered varying degrees of internal injuries.

"If he is so powerful, why are you here, Master?" A Shu scratched his head in confusion.

"Watch a show."

"Oh, ah! Look, a show?" Ah Shu was stunned, and looked up at his master who was as cold as the moon in disbelief.

I didn't expect the owner's taste is quite unique... Haha, haha...

Feng Qian easily blocked the final blow from the old men. Feng Qian transformed back into a human, stretched his neck and wrists, and sneered at them, "Have you had enough? Now it's my turn!"

Huang Ming secretly said "Oh no" and turned around and ran!

Seeing this, the other three also used their spiritual power and turned around to escape. Feng Qian lowered his eyes and saw that he pointed a finger and the few people were fixed in place, unable to move!

The old man in gray hiding behind saw that the four of them could not hurt Feng Qian, so he had to quietly hide his breath and quietly leave their range.

Emperor Zhao's spiritual sense sensed his movements and he raised his eyebrows in displeasure. It seemed that this mouse didn't want to be the oriole anymore.

"Why are you running? You haven't seen my methods yet." As Feng Qian's voice fell, several golden phoenix feathers appeared in front of him.

"It is your honor to witness my dream-leaving technique before you die..."

Golden phoenix feathers lightly landed on the foreheads of several people, and in an instant, their heads exploded! Blood-colored mist filled the air, and their bodies dissipated.

Feng Qian was wearing a bright red dress and standing in the air. His golden accessories fluttered in the wind, occasionally making crisp sounds. The golden phoenix feather returned to his hand and then disappeared.

Feng Qian stretched lazily and said, "Such a beautiful blood mist of human head, it's a pity that the owner is not here, otherwise I would have asked her to see it!"

He returned to the place where he had placed Meng Chun before, and when he saw the empty ground, he let out a sharp explosion!

“Ah!!!! Where are the people! Where are I, such a big person!!!!!”