Chapter 2471 Distress in the Mountains

Yang Qi's eyes were red, and they were in the Yang family to explain that they were so insulted, it was a shame.

Feng Tianling scolded each bitch, scolding all three generations of their grandparents.

"Feng Tianling, don't go too far! Do you really want the Feng Family and Yang Family to completely tear their skin?" Yang Qi stood up and roared.

Feng Tianling disdainfully said: "I said that you can't get that share with you. Besides, even if there is a war, will my Feng family be afraid? I will go to your Yang family for a walk in a while, Look at Yang Xun's undead daring to call my Feng Family to declare war."

Feng Tianling speaks so domineeringly.

Yang Qi's face changed slightly. He clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath. Then, instead of talking to Feng Tianling, he turned to Feng Beicheng and said, "Patriarch Feng, this matter Big or small, if the Feng Family doesn't have a statement, the old man will not be easy to go back and explain."

"Do I need to give you any explanation? Yang Yu is the first to pick things up on the street today. If Shocking Yu loses to Yang Yu, then you should know the consequences. If my fifth uncle enters your Yang family's door, your Yang family will not be a chicken. If flying dog jumps, my name will be reversed."

Feng Beicheng is also a relatively hard-spirited person.

Since Feng Jingyu was not at fault, he naturally wanted to maintain Feng Jingyu.

Yang Qi originally thought that Feng Beicheng, as the patriarch, would at least give him a little face, and if he dealt with it a little bit, it was an explanation.

But he did not expect that Feng Beicheng would not give any face, which made Yang Qi's face even more ugly.

"Patriarch Feng, if this is the case, then I will tell my family chief Yang what I said, and see how they deal with it." Yang Qi's words were considered a threat.

"Although let Lion Yang come to me, see if he dares." Feng Beicheng said very domineeringly.

Yang Qi snorted, and then left Feng's house with Yang Diao.

"Patriarch, this matter is related to the battle between the Feng Family and the Yang Family. Don't be so hasty. If the Yang Family really wants to break our face with our Feng Family, it will not do us any good at present." Feng Tiandao said.

Feng Tianling's eyes sank, and said: "Brother What do you mean? Are they all old enough to be black and white?"

"Old fifth, how do you talk?" Feng Tiandao scolded.

Feng Tianling said: "I put my words here today, if anyone dares to touch a hair of my grandson, I will let him lie on the bed forever."

Feng Tiandao turned blue with anger, but he had nothing to do with Feng Tianling.

Feng Jingyu saw all this in his eyes, and his heart was full of disdain for Feng Tiandao who was so black and white and selfish.

"Okay, this is the end of the matter. If the Yang family really wants to rip, our Feng family will not be afraid." Feng Beicheng stood up and said boldly.

No one in the hall was saying anything.

Feng Tianling returned to her yard with Feng Jingyu. Feng Jingyu said, "Grandpa, since I can practice now, then you can give me the ancient methods of Feng's cultivation, so I can hurry up and practice. ."

Feng Tianling said: "As a monk, the ancient method is indeed very important, but a monk can only practice one kind of ancient method. And the ancient method of my Feng Family is just a fragment of a fragment. You have more than ten spiritual veins, so If his talent is to practice the ancient methods of the Feng Family, it would be too buried."

Feng Jingyu also understands this. On the Apocalypse Continent, the ancient law is something that monks must practice. This is a scripture for quickly improving their strength.

However, a monk can only practice one ancient method, or an ancient method with the same attributes. If he practices other ancient methods in the middle, he will easily get into trouble and die.

So far, no one has successfully practiced the two ancient methods.

The ancestor of the Feng family accidentally got a little fragment of the ancient law that year, and this made it a foothold in Fengyue City.

However, compared with the ancient methods of those big forces, this is simply pitiful.

Feng Jingyu possesses such a talent for spiritual veins. If there is no good ancient method, it will also affect future achievements, so don't be careless.

"But if there is no ancient method, how can I practice?" Feng Jingyu asked in doubt.

Feng Tianling said: "Cultivation does not necessarily require ancient methods, just having spiritual veins, but that having ancient methods will make you less detours and practice faster."

"With your ten or more spiritual veins, even if you don't need ancient methods, you don't necessarily practice slower than others. You practice for a period of time. Every year, several major sects of the Dao Dynasty will go to various cities to select disciples. At that time, you can join a certain sect and then practice their powerful ancient methods."

Feng Jingyu nodded clearly and said: "I understand."

Feng Tianling said: "Don't let others know about your cultivation for the time being. There will be a family meeting in one year, and then you will be a blockbuster at the family meeting, so that you will also occupy the next few major sects when selecting disciples. Great advantage."

Feng Jingyu nodded. The family meeting of the Feng Family usually takes place before the selection of disciples from several big sects. This is to hope that more children will enter those powerful sects.

In this way, the Feng Family can live forever in Fengyue City.

Nowadays, the younger generations of the Feng family have entered some sects to practice. Except for the return of the family meeting, the rest of the time is spent practicing in the sects.

Not only the Feng family, but other clansmen also entered the sect.

Therefore, Fengyue City's strengths were kept in balance, and only then did they contain each other, fear each other, and did not dare to go to war easily for so many years.

"I understand." Feng Jingyu nodded.

"You send the white tiger back to Tianyue Mountain, otherwise it may bring disaster to our Feng Family." Feng Tianling said with jealousy.

When Feng Jingyu saw that Feng Tianling was so jealous, he nodded, even though he was reluctant, there was no way, at present, with his strength, he could not control such a spirit beast.

Feng Jingyu took Xiao Baihu and left Feng's house and walked outside the city.

After leaving Fengyue City, Feng Jingyu was stared at by a few pairs of eyes.

"Feng Jingyu is single, go and report to the deacon."

"It's really unexpected that Feng Jingyu's **** will be able to scrap Young Master Yang Yu, it's so weird."

"You continue to follow, and I will report to the deacon."

Several servants of the Yang family discussed at the gate of the city, and then one servant rushed to the Yang family immediately, and the other servants continued to follow Feng Jingyu.

Feng Jingyu walked to the collapsed Tianyue Mountain, looking at the unrecognizable Tianyue Mountain, Feng Jingyu recalled the scene of the battle between the strong, still lingering in his heart, and full of unlimited yearning for power.

Now that he has spiritual veins, and it is extraordinary, all this will no longer be an illusion, and will become a reality.

Feng Jingyu entered Tianyue Mountain, holding the little white tiger in his arms, stroking the little white tiger's white fluffy hair, and said: "Xiaobai, ah, Xiaobai, although you and I have a fate, but I am here in the temple. , Can't tolerate your great god."

When Feng Jingyu just planned to put the little white tiger in a relatively good green area, his brows suddenly frowned, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

He dispelled the idea of putting the little white tiger down, and then continued to walk forward without making a difference.

His footsteps were gradually speeding up, and behind him, several servants of the Yang family also speeded up involuntarily.

Now when we arrived at Tianyue Mountain, there were no other people on the whole mountain, and they didn't need to pay much attention to it, so they chased it up unscrupulously.

These servants are all monks, and their strength is in the third and fourth floors of the Apocalypse Realm, which is much stronger than Feng Jingyu.

Soon he caught up with Feng Jingyu and immediately surrounded Feng Jingyu.

"Feng Jingyu, today you can't escape." A Yang family servant sneered.

Feng Jingyu looked at the four Yang family servants with a calm expression, but said in a very indifferent tone: "The Yang family is so despicable and shameless? Even using this kind of indiscriminate means, today really let me see what is worthy of the name. Shameless."

"Stop talking nonsense, the deacon has already rushed over here, you are dead." A Yang family servant said coldly.

Feng Jingyu looked at these four people, in his mind quickly calculating how to escape, but after thinking about it, there is a hard fight to be fought today, and it would be very difficult to retreat all over.

"Go!" Another Yang family servant shouted, and then rushed towards Feng Jingyu first.

Feng Jingyu's eyes sank, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes. When the servant rushed over, Feng Jingyu also rushed up.

The servant's aura was released, condensed in his fist, and bombarded with a punch, his strength was very powerful.

"The strength of these people is much stronger than the first level of the Apocalypse Realm." Feng Jingyu's face became solemn, this time it was really a battle of life and death.

Feng Jingyu's body flashed quickly, using Jinghongbu to avoid the servant's blow, and then the dagger in his hand appeared and directly inserted into the servant's heart.

The servant reacted quickly, his body suddenly turned sideways, avoiding Feng Jingyu's blow, and then slapped Feng Jingyu with a palm.

This palm is very tough for people like Yu Feng Jingyu who are not yet cultivators. If they are ordinary mortals, they can't avoid this palm at all.

However, Feng Jingyu had a shocking step, his footwork moved, almost hiding against the servant's palm.

Even so, the spiritual energy rubbed against Feng Jingyu's body, and Feng Jingyu felt a sharp pain.

He endured the sharp pain, then stabbed the dagger at the servant's abdomen.

The servant didn't expect that Feng Jingyu would avoid his blow, and after Feng Jingyu suffered the severe pain, he could still endure the attack.

puff!

The dagger pierced into the lower abdomen of the genealogy, but it only pierced a half.

At the critical moment, the servant still grabbed Feng Jingyu's arm and didn't let the dagger go in completely, otherwise he would be seriously injured if he died.

As an excellent killer, Feng Jingyu's combat experience and resilience are terrifying. After his arm was caught, he immediately let go of his hand, lifted his foot and kicked the dagger.

The servant was shocked, feeling incredible about Feng Jingyu's resilience.

This is just a fifteen-year-old boy, how can he have such combat experience and resilience?

puff!

The dagger was kicked into the servant's abdomen by Feng Jingyu, and passed out of the servant's waist.

"what"

The servant was kicked and flew out with a scream, fell to the ground and clutched his stomach, blood was flowing, and he couldn't get up.

The other three servants of the Yang family were all shocked when they saw this scene. Didn't they all say Feng Jingyu is a waste? How could you defeat a cultivator at the third level of the Apocalypse Realm?

After Feng Jingyu severely injured a servant, he took advantage of this gap and immediately used Jinghongbu to rush out of the encirclement.

He knew very well that he had only one chance to deal with such a monk. If he made another move, the opponent would definitely not be so careless, and his chance of winning was almost zero.