Alchemy & Martial Supreme

They stopped talking and looked curiously at Feng Houhuo.    

Although their words belittled the Feng Family, in reality, they attached great importance to this family.    

The Feng Family was an existence that could dominate the Skydragon World a thousand years ago. At that time, the World Summoning Sect did not exist.    

If it wasn't for the sudden attack of the Poison Demon, causing a huge change in the Skydragon World, there wouldn't have been anything that happened to the World Summoning Sect.    

With such a powerful family, the members of the family must not be simple.    

"Kill!" Looking at the flood dragon level Martial Cultivator charging over, marquis Feng's eyes turned cold. The longsword in his hand moved from the bottom to the top.    

"You're courting death!" Seeing that this old fool in front of him dared to retaliate, the World Summoning Sect's Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator all had savage smiles on their faces.    

Although they were both at the Flood Dragon Realm, this old man in front of them was probably about to step into the coffin with one foot, so his strength would definitely drop by a lot.    

Furthermore, they had thirteen Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. If they rushed forward, they would be able to tear him into pieces.    

"Ci..." Marquis Feng slashed out with his sword. Before they could react, he had already killed one of them.    

One sword had cut off one's throat, leaving no survivors.    

"Nice!" This unexpected sword attack shocked everyone. They had never seen such a fast sword technique before.    

"The Dao of Wind!" Huo Chengping said with a solemn expression.    

"That's right, the Great Dao of Wind!" Next to him, huo Chengping said affirmatively, "I didn't expect this old man to actually comprehend the Grand Dao. In our entire World Summoning Sect, countless experts didn't comprehend the Grand Dao, but he actually comprehended it."    

"I heard that Qin Ming's Dao is also a Great Dao. It's truly unbelievable that he can comprehend it. Could this be the Feng Family?"    

Huo Chengping nodded. "I have read about it in an ancient book. The Feng Family inherited the Gale Bloodline. With the Martial Cultivator of this bloodline, as long as one has sufficient talent, one can comprehend the Great Dao of Wind."    

"The Gale Bloodline is a bloodline blessed by the heavens. It is extremely powerful. It is a well-known existence even in the Supreme World!"    

Their expressions were filled with curiosity. They did not seem to be sad or angry at the death of one of their subordinates.    

A group of people ganged up on one of them, and he was even killed. If he died, he could only blame his own lack of strength.    

"Attack together!" One of them was killed in a single exchange. The remaining twelve Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator became much more cautious. They rushed forward with weapons in hand.    

"Damn it!" Looking at the World Summoning Sect's Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator on both sides, feng Houhuo's expression became ugly.    

Even though the Wind Dao was powerful, his talent was lacking, and his comprehension of the Dao was limited, thus he was unable to comprehend the Dao Origin Skill.    

On top of that, he was already old, thus his strength had dropped significantly. Therefore, there was nothing he could do about it.    

"Peng! Peng! Peng!" Feng Houhuo could only try his best to resist, but the combined attack of the twelve Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator was not so easy to block.    

"Ah..." Feng Houhuo let out a miserable cry. A Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator took advantage of the opportunity and attacked from behind, cutting off his left hand with a single strike.    

"He dodged very quickly. Cut off both of his legs." A Martial Cultivator gave a sinister smile. The long saber in his hand slashed towards Feng Houhuo's feet.    

Feng Hou Huo had comprehended the Great Dao of Wind. Whether it was the speed of his attack or the speed of his movement in battle, he was much faster than them.    

If it weren't for the fact that they were surrounded by twelve people and the narrow terrain, they wouldn't have been able to use the Wind Marquis Flame so easily.    

The miserable cry of the Wind Marquis Flame woke Feng Bai, who was soaking in the Sacred Spring, up. He looked at his grandfather and discovered that there was a group of people surrounding and attacking him. Moreover, his grandfather was already seriously injured.