"What...what is that?"

Seeing the soul storm in the red light curtain, everyone showed a look of surprise on their faces.

It was not the spiritual power released by Shi Feifei. Shi Feifei's spiritual power has always been known for its weirdness. The spiritual storm in front of her was really too violent.

"Where's Yan Zixu?"

Someone noticed that Yan Zixu had disappeared, and there was a look of confusion on his face. Yan Zixu's figure could be seen just now, but now Yang Zhen was everywhere. Where did Yan Zixu go?

And Shi Feifei, her exclamation just now was really a matter of speculation. What happened to her? A group of people looked at each other, looking at the violent storm of spirits in the air, and all fell into confusion.

What the hell, whose soul could actually burst out with such terrifying might? Is this a martial art, or is it an illusion? No one can burst out such terrifying deep soul power, not to mention that Yang Zhen is only a saint, even if he is a great saint, this terrifying soul power is too huge, right?

At this moment, a groan was heard from mid-air, making everyone's mind wander and their nose feel hot.

"Yang Zhen, you...you stop it!"

Shi Feifei's voice came, her tone full of panic.

After hearing these words, the eyes of everyone present widened wider than cow eyes.

What on earth did Yang Zhen, this bastard, do? What does it mean to stop?

What are you doing?

Could it be that Yang Zhen couldn't bear the spiritual power of Shi Feifei, and his true nature as a man was exposed? However, even if it was exposed, he couldn't do anything to Shi Feifei!

Everyone had a look of confusion on their faces, and they wished they had a pair of divine eyes to see through this storm of spiritual power in the sky.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and his laughter was like that of an unforgivable bastard.

Next, everyone saw a shocking scene.

Shi Feifei rushed out of the mental storm, her clothes were tattered and looked as if they had been torn apart by someone, and they could barely cover up the body that made all the men feel suffocated.

"Beep... Beep, damn it, this bastard Yang Zhen really has the guts to do that."

The eyes of the group of people almost popped out of their heads, and among the tens of thousands of monks scattered all over the mountain, not a single one blinked.

However, the next moment, a red mist burst out from Shi Feifei's body. When Shi Feifei appeared again, she had changed into a sky blue long dress. Her jade-like face was filled with murderous intent. She stared at the raging soul storm in the air and screamed, "Yang Zhen, I'm going to kill you!"

Oh my, listen, this is going to kill Yang Zhen.

Everyone had a strange expression on their face and looked intently into the soul storm, but they could not see anything.

What on earth did Yang Zhen, that bastard, do that would infuriate the heavens and the people? Could it be...

A group of men had all kinds of thoughts in their heads, and they thought of everything that was possible and impossible to think of.

"You can't resist the spiritual impact yourself, so you blame me?"

The spiritual storm gradually dissipated, and Yang Zhen's lazy voice was heard.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then all their eyes fell on Shi Feifei.

Shi Feifei's almond-shaped eyes were blazing with fire. She stared at the gradually dissipating spiritual storm in the air and shouted, "Just wait. One day, I will make you kneel at my feet and beg me to let you go!"

Yang Zhen blinked his eyes and said to the furious Shi Feifei: "Come on, I'm so scared, I don't know when this day will come."

"you……"

Shi Feifei gritted her teeth and stared at Yang Zhen. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but suddenly she burst into laughter. Her eyes and eyebrows were like flowers. She stared at Yang Zhen with a smoky look and said softly, "You...shouldn't you be responsible for me?"

Yang Zhen was stunned.

Everyone around was stunned.

"It's over. Yang Zhen still can't deal with this witch."

"But where did Yan Zixu go?"

"Who cares where Yan Zixu went now? I just want to know what that bastard Yang Zhen did to Shi Feifei."

Seeing Yang Zhen’s confused look, Shi Feifei giggled, her eyes sparkling, and she blinked at Yang Zhen.

Even the disciples and successors of Sangong admire the strong.

Yang Zhen had such a high level of cultivation at such a young age, and his spiritual power was so strong, which caused an extremely powerful impact on Shi Feifei.

Looking at Shi Feifei's expression, she actually became more and more interested in Yang Zhen.

And seeing Yang Zhen's confused look, Shi Feifei became more proud. She raised her chin and gave Yang Zhen a provocative look.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, counting on his fingers and said, "This is a bit difficult. Let me think about it. Which woman have you been asked to take responsibility for? The tenth or the twentieth? Oh, there are too many beauties. I really can't think of them all at once. Don't worry, I will take responsibility for you when I figure it out."

Hearing this, the jaws of the people around almost dropped to the ground.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

This... this bastard Yang Zhen is really shameless.

Who in this world doesn't care about their reputation? Shi Feifei is already unbearable, and Yang Zhen, this bastard, actually regards his reputation as dirt. He is not to be trifled with.

Sure enough, after hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Shi Feifei had a dumbfounded look on her face and was completely confused.

What else can you do? Yang Zhen, this bastard, has lost all his dignity. What else can you do to him? Just when everyone was stunned, a hysterical roar came, like a monkey that had been pressed under a mountain for ten thousand years. The pain mixed with fear went straight to the sky.

Yan Zixu! Everyone was startled when they heard this roar.

Even Shi Feifei seemed to have just remembered that Yan Zixu was also in the soul storm.

At this time, the spiritual storm had gradually disappeared, and the entire mountain was razed to the ground. Yan Zixu... was lying on the ground, or to be more precise, he was crawling out of the soil.

Even with the cultivation level of a great sage, it seemed that he had used up all his strength just to burrow into the mud.

It was already good enough that Shi Feifei's clothes were tattered, but Yan Zixu was completely exhausted. Not only did he not have any clothes on his body, he didn't even have a piece of cloth.

If he wasn't covered in mud, many women present would have screamed and turned their heads away.

"Yang Zhen..."

Yan Zixu stared at Yang Zhen with the only exposed eyes, squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and then started coughing violently.

This cough sprayed out a lot of dirt.

Yang Zhen was startled, and said with a cry of "Oh!", "I'm sorry, I was so absorbed in my practice that I forgot about you. Do you think I can get you some water to wash?"

"You...don't come over here."

Yan Zixu hurriedly stepped back with a look of horror on his face.

Are you too devoted to your practice?

Damn it, while we were struggling to death, you were actually practicing? Such a terrifying spiritual power, it turned out that only you were practicing? Yan Zixu felt like he had practiced to the point of being a dog all these years. He looked at Yang Zhen with a dumbfounded face, and didn't even notice that the dirt on his body was almost falling off.

Don't come over? Yang Zhen was stunned. Is it okay if you don't come over?

"Well, this matter of Captain Sangong..."

"I'll give it to you. All of it is for you!" Yan Zixu stepped back repeatedly, fearing that Yang Zhen would continue to 'practice'.

For some reason, Shi Feifei suddenly chuckled and muttered to herself, "It seems not bad to have such a leader."

(End of this chapter)