Chapter 678 Feather Pupil

"it's over."

Many people stared at that space. The storm gradually dissipated, and the scene inside gradually appeared in front of everyone.

There, I saw a slender figure standing proudly with a frivolous and uninhibited expression. He was holding a corpse in his hands, curled up like a dead dog. There was no breath on his body, so he was obviously dead.

When everyone saw the figure's face clearly, their expressions suddenly froze there. He was not dead!

The person standing was Xuanyuan Potian. He was not dead, he was still alive, and he was even standing there safe and sound.

"He's not dead, so the corpse in his hands is..." Everyone's expressions suddenly froze. They looked at the person in Xuanyuan Potian's hand, and their hearts twitched violently. It was Liu Xiaofeng!

"Liu Xiaofeng is dead. He died in the hands of this person."

At this moment, almost everyone felt a turmoil in their hearts, with expressions of disbelief on their faces. Liu Xiaofeng was a well-known disciple of the Netherworld Palace. Many people knew of his existence. However, now, he died on the fourth floor of the Wind King Tower. Beheaded by people from the same realm.

At this moment, if they have not realized that Xuanyuan Potian's talent is beyond their imagination, then they are too ignorant.

Qin Xuan and Jian's expressions were as calm and indifferent as ever, calm without a trace of ripples.

Xuanyuan Potian practices the body refining method of Xuanyuan Palace, and there are few enemies in close combat. That person relied on the power of the rules of the wind, and allowed Xuanyuan Potian to get close to him, and he died unjustly.

"There is another person here who is telling you to get out, don't you hear me?"

Xuanyuan Potian said lightly, with a proud look on his face and a look of disdain in his eyes, as noble as a king.

It was only at this moment that his majesty as the proud son of a palace-level power was revealed.

Hearing Xuanyuan Potian's aggressive words, everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look at Xiao Yuan.

Before, when Xuanyuan Potian asked Xiao Yuan to get out, they only thought that Xuanyuan Potian was uttering arrogance. However, now, it is obviously not the case. Xuanyuan Potian's strength may really be qualified.

Feeling the gazes from the people around him, Xiao Yuan's face was extremely gloomy. He even noticed the doubts mixed in those gazes. They were questioning his strength.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yuan's eyes, he turned his head and looked behind him, and he actually looked at the young man in white who had said something before.

His expression condensed for a moment, as if hesitating for something, and after a moment he said in a deep voice: "Young Master Yu, I want to kill this person to avenge my shame."

A strange look flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. Who is the young man in white? Xiao Yuan's status seems to be very high, but he still respects the young man in white and does not dare to show any slightness. Who is he?

"Do you know who he is?" Qin Xuan looked at the sword and asked via voice transmission.

Jian also shook his head and said: "There are too many talented people in the Demon Desolate Region. Unless he names himself, I can't guess them."

"It seems that Xiao Yuan is not very sure about his own strength, otherwise he would not ask Young Master Yu, but I don't know if Young Master Yu will pay attention to him."

"With Young Master Yu's identity and strength, as long as he speaks, even if Xiao Yuan is defeated, he can still save his life, but Xiao Yuan will follow Young Master Yu in the future, and he will no longer be the supreme saint son of Dingtian Sect."

"Haha, the mere Holy Son of Dingtian Sect is nothing. It may have some effect outside the Nine Domains. However, within the Nine Domains, it does not have such a high status. What's more, this is the Demon Desolate Domain. The so-called Holy Son It’s even less worth mentioning.”

A series of slight discussions came and went, all surrounding Xiao Yuan's words just now.

There are many people surrounding the young man in white. These people all have extraordinary temperaments and are extraordinary. Their cultivation is above the fourth level of King Yuan. The young man formerly known as Mr. Luo is also among them.

"Master Yu, what do you mean?" Luo Yunqi asked in a low voice to the young man in white.

I saw that the young man in white still didn't open his eyes, his mouth squirmed, and he said calmly: "Kill him, just kill him. Dingtian Sect is still strong enough, and he will stay with me in the future."

Everyone couldn't help but tremble when they heard this understatement.

As expected of Young Master Yu, even the people who follow him must be carefully selected. Not everyone is qualified to stand by his side.

"Thank you, Young Master Yu. Xiao Yuan swears to follow Young Master Yu to the death!" Xiao Yuan said with excitement. Immediately, a sinister look flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at Xuanyuan Potian, with a sinister smile on his lips. He will die here today. Bar.

"Young Master Yu said it himself. He is dead today. It's just a pity for his talent. Being able to kill Liu Xiaofeng with one blow is enough to be proud of him."

Everyone looked at Xuanyuan Potian with sympathy. If his tone had not been too arrogant, why would he have fallen to this level.

Jian's brows raised slightly, and he chuckled: "It seems that he has provoked a very powerful being."

"I wonder who is stronger than Po Tian's identity compared to this person." Qin Xuan whispered in his heart.

Judging from everyone's reaction to the young man in white, this person must have an extraordinary origin and is probably extremely powerful, otherwise he would not be afraid of so many talented people.

The words of the young man in white did not hide the words from everyone. Xuanyuan Potian naturally heard it, and his expression couldn't help but feel a little cold, especially cold.

If you kill him, just kill him. If you think he is a persimmon, can you pinch him if you want?

"Get over here quickly and die." Xuanyuan Potian said coldly, his tone still extremely strong, as if he was the best in the world.

"Just wait to die."

Xiao Yuan sneered. Originally, he was a little unsure after witnessing Xuanyuan Potian's battle, but Master Yu spoke personally and told him to go ahead and kill without worry. He had no worries. Today, Xuanyuan Potian would definitely die.

"Boom!"

With a loud rumble, Xuanyuan Potian's footsteps suddenly stepped on the void, and the space shook violently, as if it was about to be crushed by this foot.

The aftermath of the terrifying force spread out, and it actually condensed into a storm blade, splitting a path from the void and killing directly at Xiao Yuan's face.

"Why is this guy so powerful?" Xiao Yuan's heart trembled, feeling very puzzled. The fourth level of the Yuan Wang Realm was definitely not that strong. Could he be a chaotic physique? It wouldn't be such a coincidence, right?

"Buzz..."

The sharp sound of the wind whistled, and the storm blade twisted the void crazily. The sharp and cold breath slapped Xiao Yuan's body fiercely, blowing his clothes to rustle, as if they were about to be torn apart.

"Get out of here!"

Xiao Yuan shouted angrily, clenched his fists, and blasted out at the same time. Behind him, a gray-white Yuanhun shone out. It was a three-foot-high giant tripod, which was engraved with patterns and rotated rapidly, emitting powerful fluctuations.

Xiao Yuan slapped his palm towards the void, and the giant tripod suddenly shot out and rushed directly into the raging storm.

As if it was swollen by the wind, the giant tripod instantly expanded to dozens of feet, allowing the storm blade to continue to bombard the tripod, still motionless, like the Acala.

"Haha, aren't you very crazy? Don't you have brute force? Come and break my defense!"

Xiao Yuan laughed wantonly, because he laughed too wildly, so that the lines of his face were slightly distorted, extremely ferocious.

Xuanyuan Potian used his brute force to wipe out Liu Xiaofeng with one blow. How arrogant, thinking that he was invincible in the world.

However, he was not as arrogant as Liu Xiaofeng. In his hands, Xuanyuan Potian would not have a chance, not even a trace.

"Really? Who gave you the courage to say such stupid words?"

A sarcastic and indifferent voice came through the storm, which made Xiao Yuan's expression stiff. This guy was still stubborn at this point.

However, the next moment, a bright light passed in front of his eyes and rushed directly into the storm. The speed of the light was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

"That is..." Xiao Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and he was still thinking about what the light was.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderous low sound came from the storm, like a heavy bell, and it also struck his heart. His face suddenly turned pale and his chest felt a little dull.

The sound came from the storm. What happened inside?

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The heavy and loud noises kept ringing, one after another, and the power was stronger than the other. Those sounds seemed to contain some kind of law, making everyone's heart tremble involuntarily, as if they were controlled.

Many people's faces flushed and they were out of breath. If the power contained in the sound was stronger and faster, their hearts would probably be blown apart.

This sound was too terrible!

Many people's expressions changed drastically, their eyes flashed with sharp light, and they all looked at the storm. What on earth was that guy doing?

Finally, the young man in white who had been closing his eyes slowly opened his eyes, as if he was also startled by the sound coming from the storm.

The young man in white was extremely handsome, meticulous, and had an extraordinary temperament, as if he was born noble. Just sitting there, it seemed as if an invisible force enveloped him, making it impossible for people to approach.

The most shocking thing was that his pupils were an extremely bright blood color, like a pair of bloodthirsty pupils, which made people tremble with fear at a glance and dared not look at him.

Yu Tong, that was his name.

Qin Xuan's eyes shone with purple-gold light, and his eyes looked at the storm.

I saw a giant several feet tall standing on the storm, with dazzling divine brilliance blooming on his body, as if he was filled with infinite power, and his fists were madly bombarding the giant tripod mountain, as if he would never get tired.

Each punch made the giant tripod shake violently, but it still spun at high speed and stood in the void.

At this time, Xiao Yuan's face was pale, realizing what might have happened in the storm. That guy was actually bombarding his soul!

"Since this broken tripod is your reliance, then I will let you see with your own eyes whether your so-called reliance is really as indestructible as you imagined."