Tang Huanzhen was a young prodigy from the Furious Marquis Faction. The four youths next to him were also nobles with status. Although their backgrounds were not as great as the Furious Marquis Faction, they were still powerful enough to rule over a region.
Fengxin's heart skipped a beat. Huanzhen wasn't someone ordinary people could offend. He was a young prodigy from the Tiger Heavenly Marquis Mansion, so fighting against him was nothing. However, others would most likely suffer a great loss and might even pay with their lives.
He wanted to stop Feng Feiyun, but it was already too late.
Tang Huanzhen raised his head and smiled: "Then what do you want?"
"Immediately apologize to my friend and pay a million gold coins. Then personally deliver it to the Supreme Beauty Pavilion."
Feng Feiyun's eyes became fierce. Tang Huanzhen didn't only insult Yu Chan, but he also insulted Hongyan because she was also a member of the Supreme Beauty Pavilion.
At this moment, Xiaoxiang was still climbing the mountain and needed some time to reach the Ask Buddha Platform. The prodigies here were happy to watch the show.
Xiaoxiang's fans, on the other hand, had the same look in their eyes as Huanzhen. They clearly looked down on Yu Chan. In their eyes, only Xiaoxiang was a big shot. Other women couldn't even compare to a finger of Xiaoxiang, let alone a big shot.
"I've heard of the Supreme Beauty Pavilion before. It's quite famous and has three popular beauties, but they can't compare to Maestro Ye."
"Who is this young man?!
He actually dares to oppose Tang Huanzhen, he's quite bold. "
"He must have some power to be able to walk together with Fengxin and Zhu Ming. After all, Miss Yu Chan is indeed an elegant beauty, it's normal for her to have such a supporter."
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Tang Huanzhen couldn't help but laugh. This was too funny, too funny. He said: "Fengxin, why don't you take care of your dog? He actually dares to come out and bite people. I, Tang Huanzhen, am not someone who would apologize to a prostitute.
I don't know what you're talking about. "The four youths behind him laughed and glared at Feng Feiyun. One of them even teased Yu Chan:" Miss, name your price!
How much for one night? "
"Miss, name your price!
How much for one night? "
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Yu Chan and Lan'er buried their heads even lower. The two girls felt extremely wronged. Tears trickled down their cheeks. Yu Chan bit her lips tightly. She almost turned around and ran away. However, Feng Feiyun grabbed her jade-like arm and pulled her back.
Feng Feiyun's expression was extremely unsightly, and his eyes carried a hint of a cold smile.
"Fellow cultivator, let me handle this matter!"
Fengxin took a step forward and said solemnly, "Tang Huanzhen, he's my friend. Don't blame me for not giving me any face today."
Spirit light burst out from Li Fengxin's hands and one could faintly hear the sound of Thunder. He stomped on the ground and released a terrifying golden wave of light. He was like a ferocious tiger as he punched toward Tang Huanzhen.
Grand achievement God Base cultivation.
Tang Huanzhen's eyes became serious. In the end, Fengxin's cultivation was indeed stronger. He activated 330 meridians and the spirit energy in his dantian surged like a river.
"Boom!"
The two of them exchanged blows and were evenly matched!
After a brief pause, they attacked again with their strongest attacks. Their figures intertwined as their battle energies surged, forcing the prodigies on the platform to retreat.
"Tang Huanzhen is indeed a heaven-defying genius from the Furious Marquis Faction. It looks like he'll be able to surpass his Earth Tribulation in half a year at most and reach Heaven's Mandate. Once he succeeds, he'll be unfathomable."
"Even though Fengxin is also a heaven-defying genius, he's still a bit lacking compared to Tang Huanzhen. After all, the Furious Marquis Faction is under the Grand Chancellor's faction, so they will definitely have more resources than the Tiger Marquis Faction.
"Boom!"
Not long after, Tang Huanzhen unleashed a Sevenfold Fist. This was a secret technique from the Furious Marquis Faction with a total of six moves called the Heaven Shattering Six Forms.
Tang Huanzhen learned one of the moves and attacked with seven layers of berserk power. This caused Li Fengxin to retreat seven steps, and a trace of blood appeared on his palm.
Tang Huanzhen waved his sleeve in a carefree manner and smiled: "Fengxin, you've lost."
"I didn't expect you to successfully learn the Sevenfold Fist, you're pretty good.
However, our Tiger Marquis Faction won't let this go so easily. More experts will come to you for justice. "
Fengxin was naturally unwilling, but what else could he do? The capital was a place where power mattered. Only by being strong would one be respected by others.
After losing this time, he would just have to come back for revenge the next time. This was very normal, he couldn't be discouraged just because of one failure.
With a bitter expression, Fengxin turned towards Feng Feiyun and said: "Dao Friend, today …"
"It's fine, Bu Jun, go exchange a few moves with Young Noble Tang." Feng Feiyun specifically ordered: "Go easy on Young Noble Tang, don't kill anyone."
"Yes, Young Master!"
A man wearing iron armor and holding a golden spear came out from behind Feng Feiyun. This was one of the four guards, Bu Jun.
Bu Jun's eyes carried a cold glint as he raised his golden spear. A majestic purple cloud rushed out from his body as the spear quickly turned purple like a ferocious evil dragon soaring through the sky.
This was a majestic aura, a gust of wind rushed out from his body, blowing away a few cultivators who were close to him.
Huanzhen was startled. The opponent's aura was so powerful, just like the birth of a god of death.
"Pluff!"
Bu Jun's spear pierced through Huanzhen's armpit and turned to pierce through a piece of flesh. Blood sprayed everywhere as Huanzhen rolled away like a gourd.
The four brocade-robed youths all shouted loudly, and each of them unleashed their special abilities. Each of them shot out a divine shuttle from their palms, and they looked like four bolts of lightning.
Bu Jun struck out with his palm and unleashed a ten-meter-tall phantom of a dragon-tiger. The dragon-tiger roared, and the tiger's roar shook the entire mountain.
The Dragon and Tiger collided with each other. Before they even came into contact, the four young men in luxurious robes spat out blood from the impact and were sent flying backward like fallen leaves.
"Bang bang!" They all fell to the ground.
A green-robed monk flew out of the Faith Hill. He was an outstanding Buddhist cultivator from the Arhat House of the Faith Hill Nunnery. He was very young, delicate and dignified. He stretched out two fingers, his index finger and middle finger together, and pointed in the air. A green water pattern appeared in the air, blocking the huge and frightening power of the dragon and tiger, turning it into a cool breeze in the mountain.
"Amitabha, the Faith Convent is a peaceful place for Buddhism. Benefactor, please don't kill."
The azure-robed monk put his palms together and stood between Bu Jun and Tang Huanzhen. His body gave off an otherworldly azure holy light, making him look like a lotus sitting on a bright mirror.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the prodigies could react, Huanzhen and the four youths were already lying on the ground.
"This is definitely a first-level Heaven's Mandate expert, oh god!
Tang Huanzhen really ran into a wall this time. "
"Luckily, Zen Master Yifan intervened. Otherwise, Tang Huanzhen would have been killed. Just who is that young man?"
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The prodigies couldn't stay calm. First-level Heaven's Mandate cultivators weren't cabbages. They could live for five hundred years and would be a big shot no matter where they went.
This was especially true for first-level Heaven's Mandate cultivators among the younger generation.
But now, one of them showed up. This was simply lawless, even killing people from the Furious Marquis Faction without mercy.
The expressions of Tang Huanzhen and the four youths who came with him changed. This time, they had really run into a tough opponent. Just a single guard was already so powerful. Unless they invited the young noble of the Furious Marquis Manor, there was no way they could defeat him.
Lan 'er, who was standing behind Yu Chan, was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground. She didn't think highly of Feng Feiyun at first but if his guard was this powerful, then wouldn't this young lord be even stronger?
Li Fengxin and Zhu Ming swallowed their saliva. F * ck, this was too much. If they had known that they were so strong, they wouldn't have jumped out to help them.
Bu Jun raised his golden spear with a flash of Thunder in his eyes: "Monk, you better scram to the side. Those bastards offended our young lord, no one will be able to protect them today."
Zen Master Yi Fan stood there like a pine tree. He was as quiet as a copper lamp in the night, faintly discernible and gloomy. He had no intention of moving away.
Bu Jun scowled as a violet energy surged from his body. He disappeared from the spot and reappeared in the sky. His spear roared and brought down a murderous intent.
"Boom!"
Monk Yi Fan pointed with his finger again. A blue barrier of water appeared at the tip of his finger to stop Bu Jun's Thunder Spear.
Bu Jun pulled back his spear and attacked again with an even faster speed. It was as if there were more than ten purple dragons piercing through the sky. However, they were all easily stopped by Yi Fan.
Bu Jun was already gasping for breath. His will to fight had been worn down. On the other hand, Zen Master Yi Fan's green robe was still fluttering in the wind. He was as calm as the clouds in the sky.
Tang Huanzhen and the other four youths finally heaved a sigh of relief when they saw Buddhist Master Yi Fan stop the murderous Bu Jun. Buddhist Master Yi Fan was the most outstanding Buddhist hero among the younger generation of the Hiqiu Convent. With him here, their lives would be in no danger.
The princes and princesses on the Buddha Seeking Platform, as well as the geniuses from the immortal sects, all nodded their heads. The Bi Qiu Nunnery was indeed a sacred land of Buddhism. Zen Master Yi Fan's cultivation was enough to make him one of the kings of the younger generation.
"Bu Jun, come back!
You are no match for that monk. "
Feng Feiyun did not have a good impression of monks. He thought of Monk Jiu Rou, that bald donkey.
Bu Jun retreated angrily and bowed, "Young Master, I have failed my mission."
"It's fine, it's fine." Feng Feiyun smiled and stared at Monk Yi Fan with an evil glint in his eyes: "Monk, you should understand one thing. Tang Huanzhen insulted my friend. The five of them must kneel and apologize to my friend. Otherwise, I can guarantee that many will die today!"