Feng Peng's tone was cold and grim. The sword tip that was lying on Yue Qingxue's neck was still stained with blood.

Mr. Sang, who was still twitching and bleeding on the ground, proved Feng Peng's cruelty.

Yue Qingxue stood there, looking down at Old Sang, with a little more blurry in her bright eyes.

From beginning to end, she didn't care about the sword on her neck.

This indifference and coldness made her look like a ghost. There was no trace of human emotion or anger.

Feng Peng called out a threat, and Yue Qingxue suddenly bent down, reached out to touch Old Sang's eyes, closed his angry eyes for him, and whispered: "Teacher, death is just a new beginning, no need to be afraid."

As he spoke, he chanted the Yuanshi Sutra and comforted the dead soul of Sang Lao.

Yue Qingxue felt as if no one was around, and she chanted the scriptures in a low voice, but it made Feng Peng very embarrassed.

Feng Peng's sword was still on Yue Qingxue's neck, but he didn't want to really kill Xiaoyue with one sword.

After all, killing Yue Qingxue in vain will only anger Gao Zhengyang and will have no other effect.

But Feng Peng felt very uncomfortable just because he just let it go.

Feng Peng threatened Xiaoyue with a sword, which made Gao Zhengyang look a little ugly. But seeing Feng Peng's awkward look, he felt particularly funny. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

Yue Qingxue's extraordinary personality makes her different from everyone and has extraordinary charm.

This is also the reason why high + ⊥long + ⊥wind + ⊥text + ⊥study, c↘fwx Zhengyang appreciates Xiaoyue.

Feng Peng finally held his own identity and was unwilling to humiliate a girl. But his murderous intent was even stronger, and he said to Gao Zhengyang: "Do you kneel down?"

Gao Zhengyang looked around for a while and finally fell on Feng Peng and said, "I can give you a chance. Now that you let Xiaoyue go, you can live without death."

"If you don't kneel down, she will die!" Feng Peng's sword sank slightly, and the sharp sword edge drew a blood mark on Yue Qingxue's neck.

Gao Zhengyang's face changed and seemed to be thinking about how to deal with it. Feng Peng was not in a hurry, he was forcing Gao Zhengyang now.

Compared with face, the girl's life is undoubtedly more important. Gao Zhengyang must surrender in the end.

As long as Gao Zhengyang gives in, he will make concessions. In the end, he can only let him make it.

Feng Peng was proud in his heart, but his face was still gloomy and cold.

Feng Ling next to her was full of pleasure on her little face. She had long been unable to stand Yue Qingxue. Gao Zhengyang was even more disgusting.

The teacher who actually dared to kill her and other masters of the tribe all died at his hands.

Feng Ling had already thought about it. When Gao Zhengyang fell into her hands, she would ask Gao Zhengyang to taste the skills of the tribal skinning master.

After he was peeled off all his skin, he threw it into the cesspool to marinate. He would not die for a few days.

Feng Ling fantasized about Gao Zhengyang's screaming scene, and was even more excited. She just hoped that her father would catch Gao Zhengyang soon so that she could use her skills to the fullest.

The others in the Qifeng tribe also looked proud.

Although the means of using hostage threats are despicable, they can be effective.

The Breeze Tribe is a tribe that makes a living by hunting. It values ​​results more and does not care much about means.

Only Feng Yang always looked uneasy. With his understanding of Gao Zhengyang, the other party would never surrender.

Feng Yang also hated Gao Zhengyang in his heart, but he was even more in awe.

Now, he also knew that he had no way out. If Gao Zhengyang won, all of them would be in trouble.

After hesitating, he still wanted to remind his father that Gao Zhengyang was cunning and not be fooled.

Gao Zhengyang knew what he wanted to do when he saw Feng Yang's expression. He thought, "This kid knows me, but unfortunately, I know you better."

Gao Zhengyang took two steps forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Why kneel? Teach me..."

While speaking, Gao Zhengyang put his hand behind him and made a special gesture to the white tiger behind him.

In the past few months, he has been trying to make trouble for the kitten. Although the kitten is still stupid and cute, it has also achieved some results.

It is through gestures that Gao Zhengyang can command it to roar.

The kitten did not disappoint Gao Zhengyang. After seeing the gesture, he immediately opened his mouth and yelled.

Follow Gao Zhengyang to eat monsters every day, and the kitten has made great progress.

The kitten is the peak of the third level, and has vaguely understood the higher level of martial spirit, so that it can condense the white tiger's heart.

It’s just that due to wisdom, it is difficult for the kitten to go further. If there is no accident, it can eventually reach the fourth level by accumulating time.

After meeting Gao Zhengyang, it was forced to become a pet animal, but it also gained great benefits.

Gao Zhengyang has excellent martial arts attainments, and he also understood the White Tiger Martial Spirit.

Through the connection of the beast-controlling technique, Gao Zhengyang's White Tiger Martial Spirit can echo the kitten's White Tiger Heart Eye.

Under Gao Zhengyang's intentional guidance, the kitten finally broke through the third level limit and entered the fourth level.

The kitten is also cunning and becomes hiding its breath. When it makes a roar, it depends entirely on the vital energy and blood flow in its body, which is extremely concealed.

Although there were many people present, only Feng Peng reached the fourth level. He never dreamed that a monster would be so sinister.

It was not until the kitten opened his bloody mouth that he felt something was wrong.

But the distance was too close, and the roar of the mountain was all based on the sound. When Feng Peng reacted, it was too late.

Feng Peng shook his sword a little unwillingly, trying to kill Yue Qingxue directly.

But a layer of white light suddenly appeared on Yue Qingxue's body. The sword edge slipped and failed to cut through the white light.

Feng Peng was even more angry and wanted to use his strength to kill Xiaoyue with one sword. But he was eager to protect himself and protect Feng Ling and the others, so he could only give up this tempting idea.

This is also within Gao Zhengyang's expectations. Normal people will protect themselves first, rather than killing them first.

"roar……"

The sound waves of the white tiger's roar turned into if the mountain roar came into the ears of the crowd.

Except for Feng Peng who was prepared for a long time, he turned his ears backwards and blocked most of the sound waves outside.

Without exception, everyone else had a buzzing ear and instantly deaf.

The whole person felt like he suddenly fell into an explosion of mountain torrents, rising and falling with the surging torrents, making it difficult for him to do so.

After the White Tiger enters the fourth level, the power of the Shaking Mountain Roar increases by more than ten times. The most terrifying thing is the impact of the White Tiger's heart on people's spirit.

When the sound of the roaring mountain reached the highest point, most people's eyes went dark and fainted at the same time.

They didn't even have time to appreciate the power of the White Tiger's heart.

If the actual sound waves are also centered on Fengpeng, they will explode.

That power was like a 152 Cannon Howitzer, bombarding Feng Peng.

Although Feng Peng blocked the sword, he still couldn't stand the explosive impact and was directly bombarded.

The impact force of the sound wave spreads out in an annular manner, and everyone is shaken away.

A roar of shock, clearing the scene instantly. This is the power of the fourth-level white tiger.

Compared with the fourth-level masters of the human race, the fourth-level monster is ten times stronger.

The magical power of the mountain roar is the most powerful and domineering.

Feng Peng flew backwards for more than ten feet before he could barely stop. The only thing that was lucky was that the power of the roar of the mountain was not aimed at him alone. Apart from the tinnitus and eyes, he was only full of qi and blood turbulence, and he did not suffer much damage.

It’s just that the white tiger’s heart image has a great impact on his martial spirit.

In Fengpeng's divine palace, a huge white tiger was still roaring angrily. Although it could not shake his martial spirit, it was not good.

Feng Peng's eyes were even stronger in murderous intent. The White Tiger was very powerful, but how many times could he use his talented magical powers?

As long as the White Tiger is slowly consumed, there will always be a chance to kill it. What's more, it is obviously Gao Zhengyang and a pet animal.

As long as Gao Zhengyang is killed, it will die.

Feng Peng was thinking about how to avoid the White Tiger and kill Gao Zhengyang. A black shadow flashed in front of him, and Gao Zhengyang rushed towards him.

"You are trying to die by yourself!" Feng Peng couldn't help but feel secretly happy and held the Sword of the Wind to meet him.

Gao Zhengyang's steps were big and fast. As soon as he stepped down, the ice, snow and dead grass on the ground was shaken up.

"Boom boom boom..."

Gao Zhengyang ran over a few steps, and it felt like an elephant was running towards him. The ground was already shaking, like an earthquake.

Feng Peng narrowed his eyes slightly, and Gao Zhengyang's vitality fluctuated so low. The huge momentum was all due to his body's force, reaching the soles of his feet.

I don’t know how Gao Zhengyang can practice his body so strongly.

Feng Peng was quite surprised. If he did not use the acupoint vital energy, his power would never be comparable to Gao Zhengyang.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the brute force is, it is still the skill of the outer sect. It is incomparable to him who understands the wonders of power and soul.

Feng Peng stood firmly, and the Qifeng Art was used to adjust the nine acupoints in the body.

A trace of vital energy flows out from the acupoints, connecting them to each other, forming a vital energy network in the body, and finally connecting to the divine palace.

The power in Fengpeng's God Palace is a blue sword shadow. He is proficient in swordsmanship and understands the mystery of the sting of the wind sword. He opens the nine acupoints and condenses into the lowest level of martial spirit, that is, power spirit.

The so-called power is to take the mystery as the core to understand the true power of heaven and earth. This power is not limited to vital energy, but also refers to various forces such as spirit and body.
To be continued...