"Who did it?"

Even though Feng Bingwen had experienced many strong winds and waves, his horizons had broadened, and his Qi-nurturing skills had been perfectly honed, he still had trouble maintaining a steady state of mind, and his angular face became gloomy.

The supreme reincarnation chose to rise again with the most ordinary human body. But now, in the chest of this supreme reincarnation, there is beating an exquisite heart with seven orifices that does not fit well with this petite body.

.

This was just replaced not long ago, and even the cut on the chest has not healed. This is why Feng Bingwen is furious.

This supreme being received an unnecessary seven-orificed exquisite heart, which means that a future saint of the human race died young and was strangled in infancy, without even being able to save his life.

"My dear Ji family actually did something so outrageous and resentful!"

There was a ball of anger burning in Feng Bingwen's heart. Although he knew that it was only a branch of the Ji family that did such a thing and could not represent the real ancient clan, this branch still borrowed the power of the Ji family.

Otherwise, how could a family from a small city dare to think of murdering a human saint? This is braving the disdain of the world, and once word spreads, it will inevitably be liquidated.

Stealing the supernatural powers from some extraordinary human beings is something that is expressly prohibited. Once discovered, one will be severely punished.

Because this is the method of the devil, and the demon sect of the human race has long been strangled by the sages of the human race, and only some rotten fish and shrimps are left to escape to the nine continents of the human race and linger on.

"ah!"

Just when Feng Bingwen was furious, he suddenly heard a scream in his ears. He turned around and saw that the door of the underground secret room had been opened. A person was holding a vessel in his hand, and there was a thick sound coming from it.

Qingxiang's maid looked at him in horror and screamed.

The screams soon attracted the guards, and a shadow flashed from the doorway. Then, from the shadow at Feng Bingwen's feet, a sharp blade stabbed out silently, about to cut him into pieces from bottom to top.

Two halves.

Feng Bingwen raised his foot and stomped it lightly. The whole secret room made of special materials shook, and in the shadow under his feet, there was a slight crackling sound. Then it calmed down and there was no more sound.

A little movement.

The movement in the underground had already affected the buildings above it, causing more waves immediately. Although Feng Bingwen's kick was easy and freehand and just followed his heart, the aftershocks it caused were really not small, like a ground.

move.

"Who? Dare to break into my Ji's house?"

"Those who are good at it will be shot without mercy!"

After all, they knew that they had done something treasonous and unethical, so this branch of the Ji family felt very guilty. After discovering the source of the shock, they could be said to have used all their "masters".

"Who do you want to kill?"

Before the group of Ji family "masters" gathered around, Feng Bingwen had already stepped out of the underground secret room and appeared in a magnificent palace. Although it was just a small branch that increased the number of people, in this small city

, they are completely like earth emperors.

In the process, Feng Bingwen gradually loosened the restraints on his blood that had grown to an unknown extent, and a godlike and demonic pressure shrouded the sky over this mansion.

Therefore, the group of home masters just arrived around Feng Bingwen, and after their eyes touched the tall and strong body, they knelt down on the ground tremblingly. The slightly tougher ones just stretched themselves on all fours, still in the same miserable state.

"Who are you? Don't you know where this place is? If you dare to hurt us, there is no place for you in Beicangzhou!"

There are still three nails in the rotten ship. Although it is an inconspicuous small branch, there are still a few "strong men" who can speak under Feng Bingwen's pressure, but they are a little fierce in appearance.

"Who is in charge?"

Feng Bingwen looked at a middle-aged man who was falling from the air, but was forced to fall to the ground faster by his pressure. He was struggling to hold on in an extremely embarrassed posture.

He stretched out his hand and held him in front of him.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

The middle-aged man, who had the cultivation level of Yuan Dan but had no power to resist at this time, had a twisted face, gritted his teeth, and answered word by word.

Tsk~

Scarlet blood spurted out, and a severed arm fell to the ground. Feng Bingwen looked at the one-armed middle-aged man in front of him and asked again,

"Who is in charge?"

"My surname is Ji!"

A middle-aged man who had lived a good life since he was a child, experienced the pain of a broken arm for the first time in his life, and his face suddenly twisted, almost growling.

"oh!"

Feng Bingwen nodded carelessly, then stretched out his hand and moved forward a little. A crisp breaking sound sounded, followed by a raging storm of spiritual power, which erupted from the middle-aged man's body and spread in an instant.

Come and sweep the whole city.

Under this impact, countless blood holes instantly burst out from the middle-aged man's body, just like a rag sack. The life breath declined directly, with more air coming in and less air coming out, and he was about to die.

"You, destroyed me!?"

Even though he suffered more painful torture than Ling Chi, the middle-aged man with bulging eyes stared at Feng Bingwen, with resentment, rage, fear, fear and many complex emotions mixed together, as if he couldn't believe this.

Everything comes out of the blue.

"Can you answer my question?"

Feng Bingwen was like throwing away garbage, throwing aside the middle-aged man who had the aura of a superior but now looked like a dead dog. His eyes looked at a stooped figure who was slowly approaching.

old man.

"The matter is a foregone conclusion. Can you show your favor? There will be generous rewards in the future."

The old man, who exuded layers of twilight and had a sense of decadence, looked at Feng Bingwen and started to draw pictures.

"Are you involved too?"

Feng Bingwen asked in an indifferent tone. Behind him, hanging a killing sword emitting blood-red fairy light.

"You have also seen this body. Most of the time, I am asleep and lingering. By the time I wake up, everything is over."

The old man pointed at his body, which was as skinny as a skeleton, and smiled slightly at himself.

"So you just acquiesce to all this happening and are ready to wipe their ass?"

A trace of sarcasm appeared on Feng Bingwen's lips.

"Young man, I really envy you. You are full of energy and vitality. I guess you are still very young. At such a young age, you have the strength that even this old man is afraid of."

The old man looked at Feng Bingwen and suddenly sighed, followed by a sigh.

"In my branch, there were people like you thousands of years ago, but now, I can't even find a decent one. The trash you just destroyed was my grandson, but he was just married.

A fifth-grade true elixir, this is discrediting his surname, it is a shame!"

"This is not the reason for you to murder the genius of the human race!"

"Can't we discuss it?"

The old man showed a compromising posture,

"Everything in this city, whether it's secret books or magic weapons, as long as you like it, you can use it."

"It's really ridiculous. I want to know, do your bosses above you know what you have done?"

Feng Bingwen sneered and said, this is something he cares about. This small branch is so weak that he doesn't even think about killing them all.

He just wanted to know the attitude of the ancient aristocratic family. Is this just an example or a common situation? If it is so common, this family may have to find a way to erase it.

So what if it's the Human Emperor's bloodline? When the blade points inward, there is no reason to continue to exist.

"What a vibrant young man. I'm so envious. I thought I was just like you back then. Unfortunately, this world is not as beautiful as you imagined. It's a done deal and everything is a foregone conclusion.

Even if the master knows about it, he will only cover it up. If you persist in your persistence, you won’t have to face a rotten old man like me."

The old man responded with a smile. He has survived to this day and has no attachment to most things in the world. The only thing he is worried about now is the inheritance of blood.

But his branch is increasingly declining, with mediocre people from generation to generation, not even a decent one.

It was so pitiful that a born saint with seven orifices and an exquisite heart was born in the city that his family chose to live in. He was not from his family.

But some people had thoughts that they shouldn't have, took away the exquisite heart with seven orifices, replaced it with their own heirs, and did such treacherous and unethical things.

When he knew that all of this was indeed over, he was both panicked and grateful. In the end, he chose to cover up and accept it all.

He believed that even if such a thing was reported, someone from the master's family would help to conceal it. After all, even a family inherited from ancient times would not reject a saint, even if his heart was obtained through plunder.

.

"Ancestor, why are you wasting so much words with him? Take him down. This matter must not be spread!"

At this time, a sharp voice sounded, and a woman in a palace dress rushed over. Her delicate snake face looked charming, but her temperament really looked like a vicious snake incarnation.

become.

"..."

The old man seemed to have only skin left. The old man who was resting on the frame twitched the corner of his mouth. If he could beat him, why would he stand here and talk to others? He would have done it long ago. He just couldn't beat him and that's why he is forcing himself here.

Forced to rely on.

"You are the mastermind!"

The first time he saw the woman, Feng Bingwen determined the culprit of everything. Divine light surged behind him, then turned into a chain, wrapped around her body, and pulled her close.

"The one below is your child?"
To be continued...