Chapter 562: Prince of Zhenxi

During the next trip, Yang Feng encountered more than ten ambushes one after another.

There were more than ten waves of ambushes, including human monks, demon monks and alien monks.

However, whether they were human monks, alien monks or demon monks, they were all easily killed by Yang Feng and buried under the snow.

"Finally here!"

Looking at the towering, huge palace in the distance, exuding bright divine light, a look of anticipation flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, he murmured softly, accelerated his speed, and flew towards the Ice and Snow Temple.

Soon, Yang Feng arrived near the Ice and Snow Temple.

At this time, a large number of humans, monsters, and foreign monks had gathered at the entrance of the Ice and Snow Temple.

These human race, demon race, and foreign monks gathered together in small groups, forming small groups, wary of each other, for fear of being suddenly attacked by the other party.

"Yang Haotian, I am Wu Xiaocong, the eldest son of the Western Prince of the Great Qin Shenting. You are from our Great Qin Shenting. Come here quickly and follow my command. I promise to take you into the Ice and Snow Temple!"

Seeing Yang Haotian, a young man wearing brocade clothes, his eyes lit up and he immediately shouted to Yang Haotian.

"Yang Feng, the Prince of Zhenxi has a noble status and powerful strength. It is an honor for us students to follow him. Come here quickly!"

"Yang Feng, I have told Prince Zhenxi about you. His Highness attaches great importance to you. As long as you obey His Highness's orders, His Highness will never treat you badly!"

"Yang Feng, the Prince of Zhenxi is a friend of Her Highness the Ninth Princess, the suitor of the Ninth Princess, and the future husband of the Ninth Princess. You are a student of the Tianjiao Camp under the Ninth Princess, and you are a student of our Prince of Zhenxi. You must Follow the orders of our Prince Zhenxi!”

",,,,"

As soon as the young man in brocade finished his voice, some students from the Ninth Princess Tianjiao Camp of the Great Qin Shenting and students from the Tianjiao Camp of Zhenxi Prince Mansion started shouting loudly.

Hearing the words of Wu Xiaocong and others, Yang Feng frowned slightly and said in a calm tone: "Sorry, I belong to the Ninth Princess of the Great Qin Shenting. I only obey the orders of the Ninth Princess. I don't listen to anyone else's orders!"

"Yang Feng, you actually refused the invitation of Prince Zhenxi. You are so ignorant!"

"Yang Feng, you are just a little commoner. You dare to refuse the invitation of Prince Zhenxi. You are so disrespectful!"

"Yang Feng, Prince Zhenxi invited you to give you face. You dare to refuse. It's really treasonous!"

"Yang Feng, kneel down immediately and apologize to Prince Zhenxi, otherwise I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess!"

",,,,"

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Wu Xiaocong's men, the eldest son of Zhenxi Prince, started shouting loudly, looking like they wanted to attack Yang Feng.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng frowned slightly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Shut up, or I will kill you!"

After hearing Yang Feng's words, the subordinates of Prince Zhenxi Wu Xiaocong not only did not shut up, but instead shouted loudly:

"Yang Feng, you dare to scold His Highness the Crown Prince. You deserve death!"

"Yang Feng, do you want to commit the following crime?"

"Yang Feng, since you don't know how to praise, then don't blame us for being cruel!"

",,,,"

While they were talking, Wu Xiaocong, the eldest son of Zhenxi Prince, and his subordinates all mobilized the divine power in their bodies and activated the divine weapons one by one to attack Yang Feng, as if they wanted to kill Yang Feng on the spot.

"You are seeking death!"

Seeing Prince Zhenxi's men attacking him, Yang Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and with an angry roar, streaks of sharp sword light shot out from his body, striking down on the men of Prince Zhenxi. And go.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the crisp sounds, Yang Feng's fierce sword light struck first and killed Prince Zhenxi's men with ease.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of the subordinates of Prince Zhenxi, who was called the most happy, were killed by Yang Feng and turned into a blood mist, scattered on the ground.

"Yang Feng, even if you refuse my invitation, you still dare to kill my people. You are simply provoking me, provoking our Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, and provoking the Great Qin Divine Court. You deserve death!"

Seeing Yang Feng actually killing his own men, Wu Xiaocong, the Crown Prince of Zhenxi, had a fierce light in his eyes and yelled loudly.

After that, Wu Xiaocong loudly ordered to his men around him: "Come in together and kill him!"

"Yes, His Royal Highness!"

As soon as Wu Xiaocong finished speaking, more than a hundred cultivators at the peak of the Divine Realm mobilized the divine power in their bodies, activated the heavenly artifacts, and bombarded Yang Feng's body, hoping to kill Yang Feng on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's expression did not change, and with a thought, sharp sword lights shot out from his body, streaking through the void like lightning, and slashed down on the bodies of more than a hundred cultivators at the peak of the Divine Realm. And go.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the crisp sounds, the sharp sword light easily killed a monk at the peak of the famous god-human realm, turning him into a blood mist, cutting off his life, and dying tragically on the spot.

In a matter of seconds, more than a hundred cultivators at the peak of the Divine Realm under Prince Zhenxi were killed by the sharp sword light.

At this time, Yang Feng moved and turned into a stream of light, disappeared on the spot, and went straight to Wu Xiaocong, the eldest son of Zhenxi Prince.

"Yang Feng, you dare to attack me, you are simply seeking death!"

Looking at Yang Feng approaching rapidly, the face of Wu Xiaocong, the prince of Zhenxi, changed slightly. With a roar, he mobilized the divine power in his body and sacrificed a top defensive divine weapon to try to resist Yang Feng's attack.

"Epoch Divine Fist!"

Looking at the top divine weapon that protected Wu Xiaocong, Yang Feng's expression did not change. He roared in his heart and used the Epoch Divine Fist to bombard Wu Xiaocong.

Boom!

Amidst a violent explosion, Yang Feng's fist bombarded Wu Xiaocong, the prince of Zhenxi. The terrifying power burst out instantly, directly destroying the top defensive divine weapon outside the body of Wu Xiaocong, the prince of Zhenxi, and bombarding Wu Xiaocong with the remaining force.

However, Wu Xiaocong was carrying the treasure given to him by the King of Zhenxi.

When Yang Feng's fist fell on Wu Xiaocong, a brilliant divine light was released from his body, condensing into a divine shield, easily blocking Yang Feng's fist attack.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's expression changed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, he moved as fast as lightning, gave up attacking Wu Xiaocong, and turned into a stream of light, heading straight for the entrance of the Ice and Snow Temple.

Yang Feng's idea was very simple. Since he couldn't break Wu Xiaocong's defense, there was no need to attack him. It would be better to enter the Ice and Snow Temple as soon as possible, obtain the treasures in the temple, improve his cultivation strength and combat effectiveness, and then kill Wu Xiaocong.

After all, the time for the secret realm of gods and men to be opened is relatively long, so there is no need to kill Wu Xiaocong now.