As the night falls, outside the main hall of the Feng Clan, silver light shines, seeming to echo the bright moon in the sky. The one hundred and eight flying knives on the iron frame seep through with cold light. There are only two or three inches between each one.

distance, intricate, the edge of the knife is upward, extremely sharp

At the entrance of the main hall, Ye Chenghuan was lying on a temporarily moved deck chair. Eighty-one temple girls surrounded her and Yannan Zhaomu Xichen in the middle. The four elders stood on one side, forming a tight protective circle.

, Tian Er, who had set up the sword formation, frowned sinisterly.

In the Phoenix Clan, no one dares to touch the people in the temple if they don't want to be punished by the gods. This Prince Cang has already found a way out!

Feng Mobai stood aside, still wearing a red robe. The coldness in his heart made his warm eyes reveal confusion and unwillingness.

Fifteen years! Fifteen years of calculation and planning. Now, do we really want to see it destroyed in one day?

"Don't worry! I'll be fine!" Feng Cangqiong looked down at Ye Chenghuan who was holding his hand again. Her bright phoenix eyes swept across her still extremely weak face, and her warm palms caressed her cold jade cheeks.

, the surprise and satisfaction in my heart are indescribable

She had gone through death for him, how could he be afraid?

The body, which was covered in blood but did not lose its momentum, finally left reluctantly. When he passed Elder Yu, his fingers under his sleeves seemed to be hooked, and he quickly took a pill from him, and then he walked up to a height of three feet.

In front of the flying knife formation

"The prince passes through the knife formation!" Tian Yi raised his voice and frowned slightly when he looked at the cold flying knife. Did this second brother change his poison?

How could he smell something specious?

According to the clan rules, you can only use the "three poisons to attack the heart". If the elders of the temple find out, how can this matter be rectified?

He glanced at Elder Feng and the other three with a hint of hesitation, then looked at Feng Cangqiong, who had a solemn expression on his face, and Tian Er, who was bowing his head in silence. He felt torment in his heart.

During his hesitation, Feng Cangqiong already jumped up, tiptoeing lightly, and steadily jumped over dozens of flying knives, earning a round of praise from the Feng tribe's men.

Tianyi's doubts were withdrawn in his heart. Maybe he smelled it wrong. How many years had he not smelled this sealed poison?

The flying knife array, which can pass through three levels, has always been used to fight for clan status and sainthood. He has only seen it once in his life.

"Ah..." Feng Cangqiong climbed to the middle of the iron frame. Because the flying knives were too dense, the soles of his feet and the palms of his hands could not be avoided from being cut. Black blood flowed downwards, making everyone in Yan Nanzhao tremble with fear.

, their eyes are all moved.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this flying knife is tempered with poison. How can the three levels of the Phoenix Clan be so easy to pass?

"Be careful..." Ye Chenghuan could only open her eyes slightly, but the blood dripping under the bright cold light still caught her eyes. Her throat was so dry that she could only speak at a loss.

I prayed secretly in my heart and scolded Feng Mobai all over.

Damn it, you use the Feng clan, which has very strict rules, to oppress others, and see if I don’t take away your clan position!

On top of the flying knife, Feng Cangqiong could no longer stabilize his figure. The poison was too powerful, eroding his nerves. When he was severely dizzy, Ye Chenghuan's pale face seemed to flash in front of his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes ignited with light again.

, resolutely climbed onto the flying knife not far away with a pair of fleshy palms

The pain in his palm was as sharp as a knife, causing him to clench his teeth. The poison had already seeped into his blood, and his internal strength could no longer be used at all. He could only use his most primitive climbing skills to get over these one hundred and eight flying knives.

The ninety-nine steps on one side were finally climbed. Feng Cangqiong took a deep breath. The soles of his feet, which were numb with pain, seemed to be unable to support him. He used his last strength to hold on with one hand, and his bloody clothes were floating in the night wind.

, seems to be about to fall instantly

"Ah..." The people watching below, the younger generation couldn't help but exclaimed, if this prince falls, will he not be able to compete with the saint?

No one saw the phoenix sky floating like the wind on the iron frame three feet high. The other hand quickly took out the pills from his arms and gestured with both hands, taking the opportunity to swallow the antidote quickly.

Got into the throat

The master is indeed right. This Phoenix Clan is the great immortal who uses poison. He has been lurking here for fifteen years and has not been able to detoxify all the poisons!

So what if it is immune to all poisons?

Is there really only a hundred poisons in this world?

The toxins on Feng Cangqiong's body were slightly relieved, and he jumped down with all his strength. Every time he climbed up, he used up all his strength. His staggering and seemingly unstoppable figure made the three elders of the temple invariably reach the same place.

nodded

Tian Er was a little frightened when he saw it. He had obviously changed his poison, so why could this kid still hold on for so long?

According to the clan rules, if you can survive the flying knife, you have to detoxify it and pass the second level. What if you are discovered by the elders?

There was a sudden darkness in Feng Mobai's gentle eyes, and there was a hint of helpless self-mockery. Even if he could not eliminate the owner of the "Jue Kill Sect" in his territory, how could his "Shadowless Tower" stand tall in the world?

The last flying knife was already in front of him. Feng Cangqiong held back his last breath. After stepping heavily on it with his toes, he fell to the ground as if he was unconscious.

"Prince, passed the first test! Please ask the elders to detoxify him!" Tianyi announced the result in a loud voice, with a hint of emotion in his originally condensed eyes. This person can escape from the Phoenix Clan's "Three Poisons Attacking the Heart"

, but he is really capable

Elder Feng touched his long beard and stepped forward, with a hint of appreciation in his kind eyes, but just for a second, his immortal appearance suddenly became angry, "Who replaced the poison of this flying knife?"

"Elder Huifeng, it's... the second elder brought it!" The man who was previously responsible for setting up the formation responded with a trembling voice.

Tianyi was suddenly startled in his heart. He looked at Tianer, who had panic in his eyes, and sighed silently.

This second son, who competed with the clan leader for the clan title back then, could not win it. Now, is he still intolerant of others getting the Holy Girl?

"Tian Er!" Elder Feng's white beard trembled, Tian Er trembled all over, a bit of unwillingness flashed in his stern eyes, and suddenly his figure shot straight and ran wildly outside the main hall.
Chapter completed!