Fantasy: Who said villains must follow the script?

Arrogant!

So fucking arrogant!

Xu Mao snorted coldly and said, "Boy, I have never seen such an arrogant person before!"

"You saw it today!"

Jiang Feng spread his palms, still with a faint smile on his face.

Xu Mao was so angry that his beard was shaking at Jiang Feng's words. He was so humiliated by a young man.

If Jiang Feng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sneer at it. This old guy has the nerve to call himself a senior when he helps others to do evil?
After hearing Jiang Feng's arrogant words, the people around were all sweating for Jiang Feng.

That is a strong man in the transformation stage!
Under Transformation God, they are all ants!
A cultivator at the transformation stage, even if a hundred monks at the Nascent Soul stage swarmed up, it would be nothing more than a mantis holding back a car, and Jiang Feng was no exception!

"Junior Brother Jiang Feng, are you really sure?"

Nie Yun on the side was already so nervous that he didn't know what to do.

He could only pray secretly that Jiang Feng would survive Xu Mao's hands.

It's not that he doesn't trust Jiang Feng, it's that the strength of the monks in the transformation stage completely crushes the Yuanying stage.

This is common sense shared by the entire world of cultivating immortals.

At this moment, there were countless cheers from around.

"Brother Jiang Feng, come on!"

"Isn't he just a running dog of Zhao Guofu? Beat him up!"

"I've been displeased with Zhao Gan for a long time. This guy actually dares to covet Fairy Su. It's simply hateful! Brother Jiang Feng, you must win!"

……

All the people on the flower boat supported Jiang Feng's side.

It can be seen that Jiang Feng's reputation has long since penetrated into various sects. Both men and women are his supporters, and he seems to have become some kind of spiritual belief.

Jiang Feng himself felt a little baffled, why is he so famous?

What he didn't know was that there were already portraits of himself circulating on the market.

What's more, the hero in "The Record of the Goddess of Qiongming" is himself, and it is extremely difficult not to think about it. The last trip to the Daotian Secret Realm was just a fuse.

the other side.

Xu Mao's face was ashen, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

After taking out the Lingbao, Xu Mao directly attacked Jiang Feng.

His weapon is a purple gourd, and purple flames spew out from the gourd, which turned out to be an extremely rare strange fire!

"Boy, this fire is called Purple Heart Flame, feel it well! Hahaha!!!"

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Feng was instantly engulfed by the monstrous purple flame.

"Oops, Senior Brother Jiang Feng will be fine, right?"

"What are you afraid of? Brother Jiang Feng is the number one pride in the world of cultivating immortals. There is no way such a person will die here!"

"But, that's a strange fire!"

……

Many people were worried, worried that Jiang Feng would be completely wiped out by the strange fire.

The group of people on the other side sneered.

Of course they knew about Old Xu's Purple Heart Flame, as long as they got a little bit of it, their body would be completely reduced to ashes, and that was the top thirty strange flames.

Zhao Gan even said coldly: "Hmph! If you dare to rob a woman with this young master, you won't know how to die!"

He guessed that Su Youwei should have been taken into a small world by Jiang Feng.

Some strong men in the Transcendence Tribulation Period will leave the small world conceived in their bodies after falling.

This small world is a treasure for every immortal cultivator.

In his eyes, there is such a small world in Jiang Feng's body, and he just needs to take it out.

suddenly.

The mutation has risen sharply!

The Purple Heart Flame that had wrapped Jiang Feng up suddenly went out, and Jiang Feng stood there perfectly.

How can it be? !
Logically speaking, it was impossible for Jiang Feng to break through Zixinyan's blockade, but he was unscathed, and he didn't even seem to have moved a bit!
"Is that enough patience?"

Jiang Feng said mockingly.

Afterwards, he didn't bother to waste any more time, he swung the Desolate Sky Azure Dragon Halberd in his hand, and smashed it viciously at Xu Mao's forehead!

His speed has even reached the stage of transformation!
And the imperial weapon in his hand seemed to have revived, and a blue phantom dragon head emerged from the halberd, following Jiang Feng's movements.

"Hoohoho-!!!"

The terrible sound of the dragon's roar made many people unable to stand.

However, their eyes were fixed on the battle in the air, and their faces were full of horror. Is this horse still in the Nascent Soul stage?
"court death!"

Xu Mao didn't realize at all that the weapon in Jiang Feng's hand was more than a little bit stronger than his purple gourd, so he went straight to meet it.

The purple gourd was magnified countless times in his hands!
Then, the two collide.

Xu Mao clearly saw cracks visible to the naked eye on his gourd, and then shattered in less than a breath.

Immediately afterwards, the Desolate Sky Azure Dragon Halberd fell directly on his body.

"Do not!!!"

"boom--!!!"

Xu Mao's body turned into fly ash, exactly the same fate as that monk at the Nascent Soul Stage.

It's just that the shock brought about this time is a little bigger.

"Damn it! I was killed by a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Transformation Stage. I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"I don't even look at who it is, it's Senior Brother Jiang Feng!"

"As far as riding a horse is outrageous, Senior Brother Jiang Feng will always be a god!"

……

The disciples of various sects on the flower boat were all dumbfounded.

After finishing Xu Mao, those Nascent Soul Stage monks who followed Zhao Gan ran faster one by one.

They dare not stay here to die at this time.

Seeing Jiang Feng walking in his direction, Zhao Gan was so frightened that his legs went limp.

He backed up and fell to the ground, and said in horror: "Don't come here, my father is Zhao Tiandao, the Prince of Zhao Wangfu!"

"If you dare to kill me, my father will never let you go!"

"Oh, really?"

Jiang Feng has no fear at all. No matter how powerful his father is, is his master as powerful as him?
He walked up to Zhao Gan, and wanted to use the Desolate Sky Azure Dragon Halberd to kill the guy in front of him, but after thinking about it, he put it away again, how can he kill a chicken with a sledgehammer?

Seeing Jiang Feng put away his weapon, Zhao Gan thought he didn't have to die.

But the next second.

Jiang Feng slapped him to death.

This guy has done all kinds of evil things in the capital, and now he is still targeting the Fourth Junior Sister. Jiang Feng naturally cannot spare his life.

After finishing these, Jiang Feng summoned the flying boat and prepared to bring Su Youwei back to the sect.

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures surrounded the flying boat.

The middle-aged man who is the leader has the cultivation base of the transformation stage.

These people are the patrol team of the capital, equivalent to the existence of Jin Yiwei.

"Your Excellency is causing trouble in the capital, are you planning to leave just like that?"

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't take the initiative to make trouble, but I troubled myself to come to the door!"

Seeing Jiang Feng's arrogant appearance, Wei Wu's face suddenly became serious.

As the small captain of the capital patrol team, he rushed here as soon as he received the news.

Just saw the scene where Zhao Gan was killed.

Zhao Gan is the son of Prince Zhao!

No matter what, he must keep Jiang Feng!