Liu Ruixin furrowed her brows, feeling a bit disappointed in Li Xiaonan.
These geniuses and elders were all cowering. They were very proactive and righteous when fighting against Yun Feitian. However, when facing a behemoth like Qian, they were all afraid.
This was bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Jun Sanqian and Ye Siwan, whom she respected the most, were no exceptions. Even Li Xiaonan, whom she admired the most, was this type of person.
At this time, she noticed an intense battle intent coming from this vagabond, Yun Feitian. She was quite surprised.
"Qian cultivators are really shameless. Go find Feng Feiyun yourself if you dare, why do you have to be so cruel to a little girl?"
Feng Feiyun sneered. His battle intent grew even stronger. The Azure Dragon Buddha in his hand issued a loud bell sound that echoed for several hundred miles.
The three old men from Qian blushed and glared at Feng Feiyun with a warning look.
"Uncle Vagabond …" Liu Ruixin's eyes flashed. She suddenly felt that this vagabond had become taller after seeing Feng Feiyun's sharp eyes.
Even Li Xiaonan didn't dare to criticize Qian but this guy dared to do so. He wasn't afraid of the three old men at all.
Many people could even abandon their own women and parents in the face of power and escape alone to avoid being implicated. There were too few people who could stand up in the face of absolute power. If these people were not fools, then they were definitely people with courage and courage.
This vagabond was such a person!
Prince Hongye said: "Feng Feiyun took one of my weapons, it's only natural for me to use his sister in exchange."
"If it's Feng Feiyun who took your weapon, it means that your cultivation is weaker than his. You don't have the ability to take it back yet you want to capture his sister instead. This isn't something an ordinary person would do." Feng Feiyun mocked.
Prince Hongye's expression changed. He could tell that the wandering cultivator was provoking him on purpose. His eyes narrowed and were filled with anger. A golden light shone from his arm as he said coldly, "If you dare to say another word, you will become the enemy of the entire Qian Dynasty."
Feng Feiyun wasn't afraid at all. The golden glow around him made him look like a statue. He sneered: "Just a dynasty, you can scare others but not me."
"Uncle Vagabond, so cool, I support you."
Liu Ruixin was extremely excited, infected by Feng Feiyun's dominance and fearlessness. It was as if she had fused with Feng Feiyun. She punched Feng Feiyun's shoulder excitedly, ready to fight to the death with the Qian Dynasty.
Feng Feiyun frowned. This girl was really bold and different from other cultivators. She had a strong sense of justice. Feng Feiyun didn't want to drag her down with him.
Feng Feiyun untied his belt and put her down. He removed the seal in her dantian and patted her shoulder: "Liu Ruixin, right?
I'll remember you, uncle. You're a good girl, but there are some people you can't afford to offend. "
"Uncle, you're actually letting me go?" Liu Ruixin blinked her beautiful eyes. Her figure was soft and delicate, and her voice was as clear as a flowing stream.
"It has nothing to do with you." Feng Feiyun retorted.
Before she could ask anything else, Ye Siwan flew next to her and took her away.
After putting Liu Ruixin down, Feng Feiyun raised the bell and swung it at Prince Hongye.
"Thump!"
With a chime, the Azure Dragon Bell grew to a height of 99 meters and clashed with Prince Hongye like a mountain. Prince Hongye used the Golden Holy Clear Way and his body grew taller like a golden divine beast, exploding with terrifying power.
The entire sky was trembling. Golden waves swept out, and the Buddhist bell kept ringing. Every time it was shaken, it would cause a great deal of destruction. This piece of land was completely shattered.
Yun Feitian, on the other hand, seemed to have an endless supply of energy. He fought several battles and was still as ferocious as before, completely suppressing the prince. Even with the Golden Sacred Way, the prince couldn't stop the 9,990,000 pounds bell and was forced to retreat again and again.
"Wandering cultivator uncle is simply too valiant! Even a prince of the Qian Dynasty wouldn't hesitate to beat him up. I just saw him break open Prince Hongye's shoulder with a single palm strike, causing golden blood to flow out."
Ruixin was excited and actually hoped that Uncle didn't let her go. That way, she could fight side by side with him. That would be very satisfying.
The cultivators here were shocked, not because of the vagabond's cultivation, but because of Prince Hongye's ferocity. He wasn't a Giant yet, yet he could fight against a vagabond who had cultivated for at least three hundred years.
"Prince Hongye is indeed one of the five God Disciples of Sacred Spirit, he has the power to fight against a Giant."
"This wandering cultivator is only able to force Prince Hongye into a disadvantageous position because he has cultivated a few more years than Prince Hongye. Prince Hongye will definitely surpass him within ten years."
No one thought it was a big deal that the wandering cultivator was able to suppress the prince. After all, he had cultivated for hundreds of years while the prince had only cultivated for less than 50 years. There was a fundamental difference in their talents.
"Boom!"
Eventually, Feng Feiyun stomped on Prince Hongye's shoulder, pushing him to the ground. The prince wanted to retaliate. A golden light erupted from his body as he unleashed the ultimate Golden Sacred Way. His fists seemed to be made from gold as he retaliated with a punch aimed at Feng Feiyun's leg.
"The sacred way isn't the strongest physique art. Even if you've refined the Stellar Golden Liquid, your physique still can't compare to mine."
Feng Feiyun also unleashed a punch on Prince Hongye's shoulder. The sound of bones breaking resounded.
Feng Feiyun's punch broke three of Prince Hongye's fingers. The prince screamed as his entire arm was broken. The number one physique art of Qian Dynasty, the Golden Sacred Way, was like a piece of paper to Feng Feiyun.
Someone finally realized that something was wrong. This vagabond had been using pure physical strength from start to finish. Keep in mind that Prince Hongye cultivated the Golden Sacred Way, a physique comparable to a Super Giant. Yet, he lost in terms of physique with several broken bones.
This wasn't normal. Some began to suspect this vagabond's identity.
Feng Feiyun suppressed Prince Hongye with his bell and declared: "People of Qian, listen up! If you don't stop now, I'll blow your prince's head off!"
The three old men who were working together against Little Demoness sneered. They didn't believe that this vagabond would dare to do anything to Prince Hongye. One of them even mocked: "You dare to threaten us with the future successor of Qian? If you kill His Highness, you'll know the consequences …"
"Pluff!"
Feng Feiyun didn't hesitate and twisted off one of Prince Hongye's arms. He didn't even give the prince a chance to reattach it, turning him into a cripple.
"You …"
The old man, who had been calm and composed just a moment ago, was now trembling all over. His Royal Highness had one of his arms twisted off, becoming a cripple. For cultivators like them who only cultivated the path of body tempering, it was a huge blow to their cultivation. It was a huge flaw in their cultivation, and they might never be able to climb to the peak again.
This vagabond was too bold. This was the same as turning Prince Hongye into a cripple.
Keep in mind that Prince Hongye was the number one genius of Qian, the pride of the royal clan. He had been selected as the next successor. Alas, he was crippled outside Bronze Cauldron Mountain. If news of this were to reach Qian, these old men who were sent here to protect the prince would lose their heads.
The cultivators at the scene were shocked. This time, there was going to be a huge earthquake. The Qian Dynasty would definitely not let this matter go. This rogue cultivator would definitely die, and no one could save him.
"Why aren't you guys stopping?" Feng Feiyun was still as calm as ever.
The three old men couldn't stay calm anymore. Their eyes were full of anger. Capturing Little Demoness wasn't important right now. The most important thing was to capture this vagabond cultivator and bring him back to Qian. Otherwise, even if they died, their clans would be implicated. Their entire clans might be annihilated.
The three of them put away their skeletons and gathered supreme witchcraft in their hands. However, at this moment, an ominous aura filled the entire space. Everyone felt this aura, and it was so oppressive that it made it hard for them to breathe.
"What's going on?" Someone paled, feeling as if the sky was about to collapse.
"Boom!"
A terrifyingly ferocious claw that was more than a hundred meters long stretched out from the void, pressing down on the heads of the three old men from the Qian Dynasty. The three old men were shocked and their hearts pounded. They wanted to fight back, but it was useless. Two of them were crushed to death and turned into two bloody corpses. The last old man barely managed to escape, but before he could get far, he was crushed to death again without any power to resist.
All three Giants were dead in the blink of an eye.
This scene happened too suddenly and exceeded everyone's expectations. A question appeared in everyone's mind. What happened?
"Rawr!"
The corpses of the three Giants were swallowed by a monstrous spirit beast. It floated in the sky with only half of its head and one claw above the clouds. It had a ferocious maw capable of swallowing a mountain.
This was a Spiritual Beast King that had cultivated for more than two thousand years. Its eyes were like two suns floating in the sky. Its body was filled with murderous intent and its bestial nature was shocking. It seemed as if it wanted to devour everyone present.