The next moment, golden light flashed, black air filled the air, and they suddenly collided silently.

The two figures transformed into thousands of people in an instant, roaring and fighting in this small space.

However, not even the delicate grass around him swayed.

…

After a long time.

Feng Yun was thinking about the subtleties of the next chess move. The breeze blew through the window, and Feng Yi had already walked in.

"How is that Sun Star Lord's cultivation?"

Feng Yun asked without raising his head.

Feng Yi said respectfully: "Master Qizhen, Mr. Sun Star and I just had a simple battle. There was no killer on both sides, so it was barely a tie. Both sides have their trump cards yet to be revealed."

Feng Yun smiled faintly, nodded, and said: "Feng Yi, although you and I are called master and servant, you also know that I have never truly regarded you as servants. When we are together in private, we don't need to be so solemn.

Bar."

"Rules are rules."

Feng Yi insisted: "If you can break the rules in private, you can break the rules at any time. Young Master, you can't break the rules."

Feng Yun sighed: "You, you, you."

Then he began to ponder: "Sun Star Lord... is he so strong? In your opinion, if we fight with all our strength, who is stronger and who is weaker?"

Feng Yi thought about it in his mind and said, "If I die, he...should be seriously injured."

Feng Yun then asked: "Can't we die together?"

"Probably not." Feng Yi answered very carefully. He knew that by asking this question, his master was actually measuring the overall combat strength of both parties, rather than measuring the personal strength of himself and Sun Star Lord. Therefore, he must give the most accurate answer.

Accurate answer.

Feng Yun's expression became serious.

"Tiangong is indeed very strong."

He held the chess piece in his palm, but did not drop it. Instead, he pondered: "Feng Yi, you are the one left behind by our ancestors. You two are different from other title numbers. After so many years of accumulation, you are not the opponent of Sun Star Lord?"

"Then the strength of the Tiangong must be recalculated. Because the Sun Star Lord is only under the command of Emperor Ziwei, and there are six other rulers like Emperor Ziwei in the Tiangong. There are seven in total, and Emperor Ziwei ranks third. In other words... The Tiangong is like the sun.

There are at least thirty or forty masters like Xingjun. Is this calculation correct?"

Feng Yun whispered.

"There should be more."

Feng Yiyi said: "After all, there are other independent positions. But there can't be more than a hundred."

"That is absolutely impossible." Feng Yun smiled and said: "If you calculate it this way, Tiangong's combat power is still a bit terrifying."

Feng Yi said calmly: "Yes, after all, we don't even know when Tiangong began to exist. Anyway, since we knew them, they have been so powerful and never appeared. In other words, Tiangong...maybe better than us

The history of Antinomian Orthodoxy is even longer.”

Feng Yun nodded: "This sentence is correct."

Then he sighed softly: "The enemy."

There was a look of worry between his eyebrows, and he murmured: "Tiangong, Tiangong..."
Chapter completed!