The Immortal Cultivation Life of the Second Generation of Immortals

Such a terrifying existence is definitely not something he can match.

But he couldn't escape this battle after all.

After all, he has already killed, with so many masters in the Blood Clothes Sect, the Blood Robe Patriarch will never let him go easily.

Soon the blood-robed patriarch landed on the ground, and she looked at the fallen blood-clothed masters, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

How is this possible? He knows the strength of those people from the Blood Clothes Sect. After all, he is also a strong man from the Blood Cloth Sect.

With the strength of the people of the Blood Clothes Sect, they can easily crush other immortal cultivators, so they are like ants in front of the masters of the Blood Clothes Sect, but now many people from the Blood Cloth Sect have fallen down.

How can this be?

This kind of thing even felt unbelievable to him.

And what follows is.Angry downright angry.

He didn't expect that someone could force the master of the Blood Cloth Sect into such a situation.

But even so.

It's nothing, after all, he's here.

At this moment, the remaining masters from the Blood Clothes Sect came in front of the Blood Robe Patriarch.

Those few participating masters all set their eyes on the blood-robed patriarch.

"Old Ancestor, you have finally come. If you don't come again, we may be buried here completely. He is the one who killed us."

"That's right, the ancestor is that he must avenge us."

The blood-robed patriarch also shifted his gaze to Feng Wen at this moment. He never thought that such a young man who hadn't even reached the void stage could actually hurt the master of the blood-clothed sect.

It's just a young man who hasn't even reached the void stage, how can he have such strength?
"It's just a young man who doesn't even have a hole, how could you lose to him?"

"He has a strange method on his body, he can control the way of the sword and the god thunder as he likes."

"It sounds very interesting to me. It is only natural that such a young person can reach this level and defeat you. But don't worry, since this guy has provoked our Blood Clothes Sect, I will definitely Will it make him pay?"

The few remaining masters of the blood-clothed sect invited the blood-robed patriarch to say so, and they felt a lot more at ease. In their opinion, as long as the blood-robed patriarch made a move, Feng Wen would undoubtedly die.

Even if they couldn't kill Feng Wen, they would definitely be able to do it if they had the blood-robed ancestor.

"Boy, your strength is indeed very strong, but you will appear vulnerable in front of the ancestor. Soon the ancestor will use his all-powerful means to let you know what it means to be small."

"Being an enemy of our Blood Clothes Sect is the worst decision in your life. Naturally, if you make a wrong decision, you must pay the price for such a mistake. The boy will use your life as the price."

"As an enemy of our blood-clothed sect, you are really daring, don't you know how strong our blood-clothed sect is? How terrible is it?"

At this moment, the blood-robed patriarch stood in front of Feng Wen. The blood-robed patriarch's cold eyes fell on the body in front of him. He was also very curious about how this young cultivator defeated the master of the blood-clothed sect.

You must know that every master of the blood-clothed sect has good strength, but Feng Wen has defeated so many masters of the blood-clothed sect.

With such strength, it is indeed possible to compete with him, but the blood-robed patriarch did not think that Feng Wen had the qualifications for him to use his true strength.

He just had a playful attitude.

At this moment, the blood-robed patriarch raised a hand.

"Just let me fight you with one hand."

In fact, Feng Wen also knew very well that even if the blood-robed patriarch only used one hand, he would definitely not be able to match it.

Not to mention a hand, even a finger, it is very difficult for him to overcome.

Don't even think about this kind of thing.

So Feng Wen didn't think about him too much. Of course he also understood a truth at this moment, if the green hills are kept, they are not afraid of being burned.

Fighting against such a strong person is courting death.

"You haven't taken action for a long time, do you want them, but you must also understand that it is impossible to escape from my palm."

Several masters of the Blood Clothes Sect looked at Feng Wenna with mocking expressions in their eyes.They didn't believe that Feng Wen had the strength to escape from the hands of the blood-robed patriarch.

Are you kidding, if you can easily escape from the hands of the blood-robed patriarch, isn't the cultivation of the blood-robed patriarch in vain?
"It really makes people laugh out loud. This kid doesn't know how powerful our ancestor is, does he? He actually wanted to escape from our ancestor's grasp? He was able to escape from our ancestor's Wuzhi Mountain just because of his strength. ?"

"The ancestor didn't let this kid move a step. This kid just wanted to move. He still wanted to escape from the ancestor's Five Fingers Mountain. It's really beyond his control."

"It is indeed an existence beyond his control. The strength of our ancestor is definitely beyond his imagination."

"Old Ancestor, punish this kid well, our people died at his hands."

At this moment, those people from the Bloody Clothes Sect were expecting that the Bloody Pao Patriarch would punish Feng Wen.

After all, in their view, it was a breeze for the blood-robed patriarch to punish Feng Wen.

This kind of thing should not be too easy, okay?

"Soon this kid will die at the hands of the ancestor, and those brothers who will soon lose their eyesight will be able to see."

"Unexpectedly, the members of our Blood Clothes Sect would be in the hands of a young boy. This is a great shame."

"You said that this is some of our greatest shame, but soon this kid who gave us shame will die at the hands of the ancestor."

At this moment, the blood-robed patriarch walked up to Feng Wen step by step, and his eyes fell on Feng Wen. In the eyes of the blood-robed patriarch, Feng Wen had no way out.

"Speak, what else do you want to say when you are about to die."

In the eyes of the blood-robed patriarch, Feng Wen is already a dead man.

Not a dead man now, and soon to be a dead man.

"There's nothing to say, just do it if you want to."

"Unexpectedly, you are not afraid of me at all, but if you are another immortal cultivator, I am afraid that you would already be terrified. How do you have the confidence to face me?"

"I don't have much confidence in the face of you, but if I want to take it away, my life is not so easy."

What the hell is this guy talking about?Those masters of the Blood Clothes Sect all turned their gazes to Feng Wen. When we saw Feng Wen, we couldn't believe that these words came from Feng Wen's mouth.