Wanyao Youyun

Chapter 172: Furious

A month has passed since the last public auction for the sale of elixirs. The Holy Hand Hall is preparing for the second auction, but this time it will not be held publicly. Instead, it will be conducted remotely on the internal member communication platform, without the need to be present on site. The successful bidder can pick up the elixir at any time at the Holy Hand Hall store in the imperial capital with his membership number. A remote escort can also be arranged to the designated location, but the risks and expenses along the way will be borne by the winner.

So this time Feng Huan ignored the bidding situation, and was still comprehending new sword skills and reviewing the battle with Shui Yi. The biggest difference between a genius and an ordinary person is not only his physical innate talent, but also his unremitting efforts and summary and thinking of the past. For humans, the innate talent of most people is not too different. Top talents like Shui Yi and Zi Yun are rare, and it is difficult to see one in hundreds of years. Excluding external resource conditions, hard work is the absolute influencing factor for whether one can reach the top.

Of course, if you meet an opponent who is both talented and hardworking, you can only retreat to the back. But not every talented person will work hard, just like Ziyun, who was not willing to spend too much time practicing. After returning from the Demon Sealing Ceremony, she really began to focus on practicing. Without experiencing the excruciating pain, how many people can be so cruel as to look down on material things!

"Master, someone is causing trouble in our store and trying to steal our medicine pills. Miss Ziyun was beaten by that person while trying to save Deputy Master Hua." Feng Huan was discussing martial arts with Shui Yi when a guard came to report in a hurry.

"What? You hurt Ziyun!"

Feng Huan was immediately furious when he heard this. Before he could make any move, the figure disappeared instantly.

"Such a fast speed!" Shui Yi was surprised and then followed out.

Inside the Holy Hand Hall, a group of guards, including the newly hired Ninety-fourth Realm Deacon, were lying on the ground, all of them looking seriously injured. Somewhere inside, Ziyun's clothes were stained with blood, and he lay on his side in Hua Luzhu's arms, his face pale and his breath weak.

"Are you looking for death?" Hua Luzhu shouted sternly at a white-haired old man not far away.

"Without the elixir, I won't live for a few more days. I will die sooner or later. What do I have to be afraid of!" The old man said weakly in a frail and aged voice, as if saying one more word might exhaust his remaining life at any time.

"Give me the pills quickly! Don't force me to kill anyone. Are pills more important to you than these people's lives?" The old man continued in a sinister voice as he looked at the wounded people on the ground.

As soon as these words came out, the injured deacons and guards looked at Hua Luzhu one by one, their eyes full of desire but also some questioning. For those who had just joined the Holy Hand Hall, they did not have much loyalty yet, and the old man's words hit their hearts and pierced their minds.

Seeing this, Hua Luzhu was also very hesitant and unwilling. Although she knew that a few pills were not of much value to Feng Huan, if it happened for the first time, it was very likely that someone would follow suit, and the prestige of the Holy Hand Hall would be gone, and it would be difficult to operate normally in the future. But as the old man said, under the current circumstances, she could not disregard everyone's lives for the pills.

"You want my elixir, have you asked me?"

Just as Hua Luzhu was about to hand over the elixir, Feng Huan appeared silently in front of the old man and slashed fiercely with the long sword in his hand. The old man was caught off guard and could only try his best to resist, and was blasted out of the store for more than ten feet.

"Bang!" The old man fell to the ground, and then another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Before the old man could react again, Feng Huan appeared in front of him again, grabbed his neck tightly with one hand, and at the same time sealed the old man's meridians with a meridian lock.

At this time, the old man stared at the young man in front of him in disbelief and horror. As far as the old man knew, Feng Huan was only at the first level of Condensation Realm, and he could fight against geniuses in two levels, and at most he could only reach the fourth level of Condensation Realm. However, he was already at the peak of Condensation Realm, and was only one step away from the Ninth Five Realm, so he dared to take the risk and wanted to get a Longevity Pill before he died, so that he could break through the Ninth Five Realm and continue his glory. He thought he needed to worry about the guardian behind the Holy Hand Hall, but he didn't expect Feng Huan to easily defeat him and capture him alive.

At this time, many people had come to the store to watch the excitement. They were all surprised to see this scene. Many people knew this old man and knew that he was an old ancestor of medium power. He had not appeared in the world for many years. Some people even thought that he had passed away. Unexpectedly, he suddenly appeared. It was because they knew this old man that they were surprised.

In fact, there are several important factors that made it so easy to control the old man's aura. First, his aura was already declining, and his body functions had dropped to the lowest point. Although he had cultivated, he could no longer exert that kind of strength, especially his ability to respond had greatly decreased. Another reason was that Feng Huan was furious after learning that Ziyun was injured, and he no longer hid his strength. He used the Wind Shadow Escape all the way to catch up, and finally appeared in front of the old man in an air flash, catching the old man off guard. And at the same time as he drew his sword, the purple light of the Hexu Xingtong suddenly appeared in the void and hit the old man. Otherwise, if he confronted head-on, he would not be able to defeat the old man even if he played all his cards.

Feng Huan ignored their surprise, or perhaps this was the effect he wanted to achieve. He not only wanted to kill the old man, but also wanted to demonstrate his martial arts prowess through this incident to warn others of their little thoughts.

"puff!"

A pair of huge green true energy wings appeared behind Feng Huan, and with a slight shake, they lifted Feng Huan into the air.

"How can it be!"

"Oh my God!"

Many people in various places in the imperial capital exclaimed in amazement.

"Listen to me, all of you. Put away your dirty thoughts. If anyone dares to come to my Holy Hand Hall and act wildly, and dares to attack my people, he will be your fate."

After saying this, he raised his hand to end the old man's life.

"Wait a minute!" The old man shouted with difficulty in his hoarse voice, "You only need to give me a pill, and I can break through to the ninth level. After the breakthrough, I can recognize you as my master and protect the Holy Hand Hall for you. A pill is nothing to you, but it is worth it to exchange it for a ninth level master!"

Not only did the old man think so, but the onlookers also felt that Feng Huan should agree to this win-win proposal after listening to it.

"No need!" But Feng Huan was unmoved.

After saying that, Feng Huan smashed the old man's head into pieces with one palm, and then threw the headless body down from the air like throwing a dead pig.

"Anyone who offends the Holy Hand Hall will be killed, no matter how strong they are! You may think that I am too weak and cannot be your opponent. But are you absolutely sure that you can kill me with one strike? With my speed, how many people are sure that they can chase and kill me? As long as I am not dead, you will be waiting for endless revenge. Your family and your descendants will all be slaughtered by me. So, before you take action, you'd better think clearly whether you can bear this price."

After killing the old man, Feng Huan stopped in mid-air, his eyes gleaming with cold light as he scanned the surroundings, his cold and murderous voice resounding through the air. Some people thought they were hiding well, but they didn't know they had already been exposed by Feng Huan's starry eyes. These people just wanted to see if the old man could succeed, so they might as well take advantage of the situation and plunder. So Feng Huan felt it was necessary to shock him and decisively kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

"In addition, because this attack has affected my mood, I originally planned to reduce the bidding once a month and wait two months for the next one." After hearing Feng Huan's decision, the old man's family will definitely bear the wrath of other forces and be suppressed, harassed, or even surrounded. Feng Huan does not have the leisure to deal with it, but does not want to let it go easily, so he borrows other forces to make a move.

"Wow! Big Ice Cube, how can you be so handsome and cool!" The seriously injured Ziyun looked at the tall and heroic figure in the air with fascination and whispered to himself.

"Little girl, even in this state, you are still a fangirl!" Although Hua Luzhu scolded with a smile, she was completely shocked by Feng Huan in her heart. She looked up and stared at the figure in front of her unconsciously.

After a moment, Feng Huan dodged and returned to the Hua sisters in the store.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

"He's missing?"

There was another round of exclamations outside.

"Is this his true strength? If he uses this kind of martial arts, how many moves can I last?" Shui Yi, who followed him, couldn't help but frowned slightly, but then he said with determination, "With an opponent like this, I can improve faster!"

Many times, for true geniuses, competition is the best medicine for progress. The stronger the opponent, the harder they will work to move forward.

"Ziyun, how are you?" Feng Huan was no longer cold, but looked concerned.

"She was hit head-on by the old guy. Logically, she shouldn't have been injured so badly, but for some reason her breath is constantly weakening." Ziyun was almost unable to speak, and only labored breathing could be heard. Hua Luzhu said anxiously.

"Let me take a look."

Feng Huan ignored the public and placed his palm on Ziyun's spiritual platform. He used his spiritual consciousness to guide the true energy into the meridians and explored them carefully.

"Let's take her back first!" After a moment, Feng Huan picked up Ziyun with both hands, spread his wings of wind, and disappeared in an instant.

"Why don't you wait for me!" Hua Luzhu wanted to follow but couldn't. She stamped her feet in anxiety, but she didn't stay any longer. She simply arranged the scene and left.