Yang Feng¡¯s sudden rage frightened Nangong Yueyi who was watching from the side.
Feng Yu was also stunned, looked at Yang Feng's cold face, and then looked at Ximen Zun who was unconscious on the ground, silently walked forward and said: "Yang Feng, are you really admitting your mistake?"
"Ximen is a master of steel thorns, and he is also a master of steel thorns. Plus they look the same. There can't be such a coincidence in the world, right?"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng looked helpless and murmured: "Brother Nangong, your divination is indeed extremely accurate. I was really injured in this assassination, it hurts!"
"Ah? Are you really hurt? Where are you hurt?"
Hearing what he said, Nangong Yueyi and Feng Yu couldn't help but hurried forward to check: "Is it the back or the abdomen?"
"neither!"
Shaking his head, Yang Feng raised his finger and pointed at his heart: "It's from my heart!"
"What? The injury to your heart is very serious. Could it be that this kid just attacked you from behind. Although he didn't pierce you, the force hurt your heart?"
"Oh no!"
When Nangong Yueyi and Feng Yu heard that his heart was injured, they immediately became more nervous. However, Yang Feng quickly waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "You guys are a little romantic, okay? What I said about my heart being injured is not that my heart was really affected by external forces. I'm hurt, but very sad. My once good brother not only doesn't recognize me anymore, but also wants to assassinate me. Can I not be sad?"
Hi!
Nangong Yueyi and Feng Yu both rolled their eyes and ignored him.
¡°That¡¯s it, we thought you were really hurt, but it turned out to be just a sad injury?¡±
"Sadness is also heavy, okay? Sometimes mental trauma is more dangerous than physical trauma. Do you have any sympathy? I am hurt like this."
The corner of his mouth tightened, Yang Feng sighed bitterly, then glanced at Nangong Yueyi, and said lightly: "Brother Nangong, do the math, is this person who calls himself Fog Owl, Ximen?"
"okay!"
After pondering for a while, Nangong nodded determinedly, and then began a series of divination.
And this time, Nangong Yueyi calculated for a long time and used many different divination methods to determine the same thing, which shows how seriously he takes it.
In the end, Nangong Yueyi looked at Yang Feng and nodded very solemnly: "I just used eighteen algorithms to verify this matter, and the final results are all consistent. This killer is indeed the Ximen Zun you mentioned. No doubt."
"Sure enough, he is Ximen!"
With a shudder in his eyes, Yang Feng looked at the unconscious figure at his feet, and then said: "Then do you know why he became like this, and even I don't recognize him?"
"Based on the hexagrams, it can be inferred that he must have been confused and his soul is incomplete."
"Confused? Incomplete soul?"
"right!"
Nodding steadily, Nangong Yueyi walked for two steps: "Confusion can represent many things, such as being under illusion, taking hallucinogenic drugs, or listening to people's slander, etc. But none of these things can make a person People forget the past. But it does not necessarily mean that the soul is incomplete, because many of our memories are in the soul. If part of the soul is extracted, part of the memory will also be lost."
"The soul was extracted? You mean someone extracted his soul?" Yang Feng rolled his eyes and asked again.
Nangong Yueyi nodded slightly and continued: "There are many ways for souls to be incomplete. Some people with weak mental strength will also have part of their souls leave the body after being frightened. Therefore, there is a healing custom of calling souls among the people. But like Ximen It is obviously impossible for such a powerful cultivator to have his soul leave his body due to fright, so it can only be extracted manually. And this person's strength is definitely above Ximen, even much stronger. I even doubt that extracting him Those with souls are not human beings.¡±
not human?
Yang Feng thought about it for a while and already knew it well: "How can you see it?"
"The three souls and seven souls of human beings are not just as simple as memory storage. If one soul and one soul leave the body, the person must be abnormal. Either stupid or crazy. But now this Ximen Zun only has memory loss, and everything else is gone. It is no different from ordinary people, especially since the heaven-level fog attribute is inherently confusing. To control such a powerful energy requires a strong spiritual power, which cannot be achieved without a complete soul. This can only be said that the person who sucked his soul is very skilled. Exquisite, ordinary human beings cannot reach this level of exquisiteness, only"
"Okay, I get it!"
Before he could continue, Yang Feng interrupted him, his fists gradually tightened, and he murmured: "The Juetian Divine Sect is such an evil god."
He understood in his heart that now that the spiritual world is about to be destroyed, time and space are in chaos, and neither the Lord God nor the Demon God is willing to manage it seriously, it is a great opportunity for the Evil God to descend to the lower realm to confuse people's hearts.
Therefore, it is not surprising at all that Ximen Zun was taken advantage of by the evil god to extract his soul, just like Qiu Xiaotian and Long Xiaotian.
¡°It¡¯s justdare to take my brother¡¯s soul? Is this evil god so cowardly that he no longer wants to live?
A cold murderous intention suddenly flashed in his eyes, and Yang Feng walked out at a fast pace.
As soon as Nangong Yueyi and I saw each other, they hurriedly followed: "Brother Yang, where are you going?"
"Go to the evil god and get my brother's soul back."
"That I have also heard the legend of the evil god. Especially in these last years, evil spirits are rampant. It is indeed possible that the evil god did what Brother Ximen did, but what if it is not? Or his memory is sealed? "
"It's a damn thing to seal it. What you just detected is clearly an incomplete soul. Don't you even believe in your own hexagram?"
Yang Feng said with a loud voice, and Nangong Yueyi smiled brilliantly: "Of course my hexagram is accurate, but the key point is that as humans, what if we find an evil god? No matter how evil he is, he is a god at least, and we can't fight him. Besides, Where are we going to find the evil god who took away Ximen¡¯s soul? As for the whereabouts of the god, my hexagram cannot predict it. Their level is too high."
"You don't need to test, I know!"
With small flames of anger flashing in his eyes, Yang Feng angrily said: "Aren't those the only ones who want to deal with me at this time? Juetian Divine Sect? Humph, I will make them completely extinct!"
On the other hand, Yueqing and others were gathered in the hall, kneeling to a statue with nine ferocious heads. After the ceremony was over, Yueqing looked up at the sky outside the house and murmured: "It's been so long, then Why hasn't the Protector of the Mist Owl come back yet? Is something going to happen?"
"How is it possible? The Protector of the Mist Owl comes and goes without a trace. Even the top-notch families in the Holy Mountain didn't notice that he had sneaked in. With that brat, how could he be left behind? Hehe hehe we'll just wait. Protector Mist Owl, please take back the heads of those two people, hahaha!"
Hahaha!
As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed together. It seemed that the two powerful enemies Yang Feng and Feng Yu had been eradicated, but
bump!
There was a loud noise and the door shattered. Yang Feng stepped in and shouted: "Yueqing, you bastards from the Jue Tian God Sect, you actually bullied my brother? Get out of here and call out the evil god behind you. , I want to settle accounts with him!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com