Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God Chapter 133: Month 0 Cold

As the night fell, Feng Lun was running frantically through the streets and alleys.

There was a scar on the right side of his face, and blood was slowly dripping down his cheek. He looked extremely embarrassed, without the usual demeanor of Young Master Feng.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Feng Lun cursed fiercely, raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, but accidentally touched the wound, and grinned again.

"Those two guys... Fortunately, this young master is no longer what he used to be, otherwise today would be really dangerous!"

Feng Lun confirmed that there was no danger around him for the time being, so he simply ran to the side and sat down, exhaling a heavy breath.

Those two men in black were at least innately at the sixth level of strength. If I were still the same as before, I'd be afraid that I would be overwhelmed by just one encounter.

Fortunately, Pebbles improved his strength and learned a few unique tricks, so he could barely escape with his life.

"We need to find dad as soon as possible..." After Feng Lun took a breath, he made an immediate decision in his heart.

The things Feng Zhuotang left for him to ask for help have been used by him long ago, but he did not get any response. At that time, Feng Lun knew that something had happened to his father.

……

"Who the **** are you?!"

Feng Zhuotang had a gloomy face, looking at the men in black surrounding him, his heart sinking.

He doesn’t know what kind of enemies he can have in Tianye Star, who are enough to send out such a formation - currently, three extraordinary ones have already been sent out!

One in the Constant Realm and two in the Micro Realm. This combination is enough to sweep away some medium-sized forces.

"Master Feng, don't you understand?" Qin Xuanji walked out slowly from the side and said indifferently, "Master Ling took something he shouldn't have taken."

"It's you..." Feng Zhuotang stared at her coldly, "I knew you had no good intentions when approaching Feng Lun!"

Despite the fact that Feng Lun was pestering her, Qin Xuanji didn't bother to explain anything and said to the person next to her: "Mr. Yue, please trouble you."

"It's a small thing." This man in black, who had always been taciturn among the three extraordinary people in the Constant Realm, said calmly.

The indifference in his tone made Feng Zhuotang feel a flash of anger. Even in this situation, are they sure that they can't fight back?

However, the next moment, he understood the reason why the other party was so determined.

The Mr. Yue took a step slowly, and the black cloak on his head fell naturally, revealing the face of a young man with a silver mask on his face.

This image may not make any sense in the eyes of others, but Feng Zhuotang felt his scalp numb.

"Are you... Yue Qianleng?"

Mr. Yue paused for a moment and smiled softly: "I didn't expect that after twenty years of absence from the world, someone would still remember my name."

Feng Zhuotang felt cold in his heart, not only because of the identity of the person in front of him, but also because of the power he represented.

Yue Qianleng, a very famous Eternal Realm powerhouse in the Sixth Star Region in his early years, a super genius of the Blood Descendants Alliance, was hailed as one of the people most likely to achieve world-breaking achievements.

But there was no news about him after a big battle twenty years ago. Even Feng Zhuotang thought he was dead.

But I didn’t expect that he would actually appear in the ninth star field and help Qin Xuanji deal with herself...

Even Yue Qianleng twenty years ago was enough to suppress him. Even if he is not a world-breaking power now, he is at least at the level of a Taoist master.

Feng Zhuotang had no time to think about it. He immediately chose to draw the knife instead of escaping.

He knew very well that he was a swordsman, and the path of a swordsman was the path of attack. Breaking the situation with one sword might bring a glimmer of hope, but escaping was the only way to death.

The corner of Yue Qianleng's mouth curled up slightly, and she just gently raised a hand, directly blocking the tip of Feng Zhuotang's knife.

As the sword light fell, the scene in Feng Zhuotang's eyes seemed to change instantly. It seemed that there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and everything in the world was reflected.

The next moment, the exact same sword light flew out from Yue Qianleng's palm and struck Feng Zhuotang directly on the forehead. He immediately flew the latter away and hit the ground heavily.

"The moon of time reflects the world." Yue Qianleng's plain voice sounded, looking at the opponent who fell to the ground indifferently, "If you can't understand my rules, you will definitely lose."

Feng Zhuotang was not completely dead yet. He struggled to get up, but failed several times.

"It is indeed a Taoist-level power..."

"Dad!"

There was an exclamation from the side. It was Feng Lun who arrived, and he happened to see Feng Zhuotang being hit by a knife and falling to the ground.

Feng Zhuotang, who originally looked like he was dying, suddenly stood up, rushed to Feng Lun, grabbed his shoulders and started running away.

"Let's go!"

Hearing Feng Zhuotang's soft drink, Feng Lun had no time to react, and his father had already rushed out with him.

Feng Zhuotang's speed at this time was much faster than before, and he obviously used some kind of secret method.

He might want to take this opportunity to escape, or at least send his son away, but the next moment, there was a figure blocking his way.

This man was dressed in moon-white robes and held a long black sword in his hand, but Feng Zhuotang showed a look of surprise.

"Mr. Gu! Please help me!" Feng Zhuotang seemed to have seen a life-saving straw and said quickly, "As long as you keep my son alive~IndoMTL.com~I..."

The sword light passed by, and Feng Lun, who was standing behind Feng Zhuotang, felt his eyes blurred. The dark sword tip had penetrated his father's throat and passed through the spine and came out.

Feng Zhuotang looked at Gu Nan blankly, as if he couldn't believe that the other party was so decisive in his attack.

The body of this powerful man from the Eternal Realm was thrown aside by Gu Nan, revealing Young Master Feng Lun and Feng behind him.

Feng Lun looked at the expressionless Gu Nan, and the cold aura behind him kept approaching. At the critical moment of life and death, he actually made the most correct choice.

He grabbed the blue boulder from his chest and threw it to the side, while he ran away in the opposite direction.

This is a really smart move. Anyone present could easily kill him, but if he didn't have the sacred stone, no one would be interested in him.

Gu Nan instantly appeared next to the sacred stone, and a ray of moonlight also fell over him at the same time.

The moonlight shone on Gu Nan like some kind of extremely corrosive ray, frantically trying to penetrate into his body.

Unfortunately, the most powerful thing about Gu Nan is his body. The moonlight could not even penetrate his skin, so he was blocked out, and the divine stone fell into his hands smoothly.

Yue Qianleng frowned slightly. This new enemy seemed to bring him a stronger sense of threat than Feng Zhuotang.

Qin Xuanji also said beside him: "Mr. Yue, he is Gu Nan."

"Oh?" Yue Qianleng's eyes remained indifferent, and there was no expression on her face under the mask.

He didn't know what role Gu Nan played in the matter Qin Xuanji was responsible for. But now is when Gu Nan is at the peak of his powers, and even he has heard of the other party's reputation.