Ascending the Heavens as an Evil God

As the night fell, Feng Lun was running wildly in 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, and he didn't have the usual demeanor of Young Master Feng at all.

"Damn! Damn!"

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, my young master is not what he used to be, or else today is 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, breathing heavily.

Those two men in black are at least innately capable of sixth-stage strength. If I am still the same as before, I am afraid that a face-to-face meeting will overwhelm me.

Fortunately, Yuanshi improved his strength and learned a few tricks, so he barely escaped with his life.

"We need to find Dad as soon as possible..." After Feng Lun took a breath, he immediately made a decision in his mind.

The thing Feng Zhuotang left him for help had already been used by him, but he didn't get any response. At that time, Feng Lun knew that something might happen to his father.

...

"Who are you guys?!"

Feng Zhuotang looked gloomy, looking at the men in black who surrounded him, his heart sank.

He didn't know what kind of enemies he could have in the Celestial Star, enough to send out such an army--right now, three of them have already been dispatched from the supernatural beings alone!

One Constant Realm, two Subtlety Realm, this combination is enough to wipe out 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 that shouldn't be taken."

"It's you..." Feng Zhuotang stared at her coldly, "I knew that you approached Feng Lun without An's kindness!"

Even though it was the fact that Feng Lun was pestering her, Qin Xuanji didn't bother to explain anything, and said to someone beside her, "Mr. Yue, I'm sorry for the trouble."

"Small matter." The man in black, who had always been taciturn among the three extraordinary constant domains, said calmly.

The indifference in his tone, like eating and drinking, made Feng Zhuotang feel sullen. Even in such a situation, are they sure that they have no way to fight back?

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

That Mr. Yue took a step slowly, and the black cloak on his head fell off naturally, revealing a young face with a silver mask on it.

It might not feel like this image in the eyes of others, but Feng Zhuotang felt his scalp tingling.

"You are... Yue Qianleng?"

Mr. Yue paused for a while, and smiled slightly: "I didn't expect someone to remember my name after I have been out of the world for twenty years."

Feng Zhuotang's heart was cold, 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 Hengyu strongman in the sixth star field in the early years, a super genius of the Bloodline Alliance, was hailed as one of the most likely to break the boundary.

But there was no news about him during the great battle twenty years ago, and even Feng Zhuotang thought he was dead.

Unexpectedly, he would appear in the ninth star field and help Qin Xuanji deal with her...

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

Feng Zhuotang didn't have time to think about it, he immediately chose to use the knife instead of running away.

He is too clear that he is a swordsman, the way of a swordsman is the way of attack, there may be a glimmer of life if he breaks the situation with a knife, and escape is the only way to die.

The corners of Yue Qianleng's mouth slightly curled up,

He just raised one hand lightly, and it actually directly blocked Feng Zhuotang's knife point.

At the same time as the knife light fell, the scene in Feng Zhuotang's eyes seemed to change instantly, as if there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and everything in the world was reflected.

The next moment, the same saber light flew out from Yue Qianleng's palm, and struck Feng Zhuotang's forehead directly, and immediately sent the latter flying out, hitting the ground heavily.

"The moon of time reflects the world." Yue Qian's cold and flat voice sounded, and looked at the opponent who was lying on the ground indifferently, "If you don't understand my rules, you will definitely lose."

Feng Zhuotang hadn't completely died yet, he struggled and tried to get up, but failed several times.

"Sure enough, it is the power of the Taoist master..."

"Dad!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the side, it was Feng Lun who had arrived, just in time to see the scene where Feng Zhuotang was slashed with a knife and fell to the ground.

Feng Zhuotang, who seemed to be dying, suddenly got up at this moment, rushed to Feng Lun, grabbed his shoulders and started running.

"Walk!"

Hearing Feng Zhuotang's soft shout, Feng Lun had no time to react, and his whole body was rushed out by his father.

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

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

This person was dressed in a moon white robe and held a pitch black long sword in his hand, but Feng Zhuotang showed surprise.

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

The sword light flashed by, and Feng Lun standing behind Feng Zhuotang only felt a blur in front of his eyes. The pitch-black sword tip had pierced his father's throat, passed through the spine and came out through the body.

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

The body of the strong man in Hengyu was thrown aside by Gu Nan, revealing Young Master Feng Lun behind.

Feng Lun looked at the expressionless Gu Nan, and the cold aura behind him was also approaching. The critical moment of life and death actually made him make the most correct choice.

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

It was a smart move indeed. Anyone present could easily kill him, but if the god stone is not in his hands, no one is interested in him.

Gu Nan appeared next to the divine stone in an instant, and a touch of moonlight came over at the same time.

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

It's a pity that the most powerful thing about Gu Nan is the body itself. The moonlight couldn't even pierce his skin, so he was kept out, and the god 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.

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

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

He didn't know what role Gu Nan played in the matter Qin Xuanji was in charge of. But now is the time when Gu Nan is in full swing, even he has heard of the other party's reputation.