Chapter 1027 Surrender and Fear

However, the face of the man in red in front of him was no less than that of Nangong Yu.

And the aura that he seemed to exude unintentionally was even more trembling and frightening than Nangong Yu's.

The man in red walked out of Nalan Mansion, and his leisurely eyes slowly fell on Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng.

At this moment, Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng both stiffened, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads rushed out.

The man in red smiled slightly, stretched out his slender fingers like jade, and stroked his lips lightly.

That smile was truly more dazzling than the blossoming of a hundred flowers, but in the eyes of Feng Yunjing and Hall Master Zheng, they seemed to see a ghost in hell, causing their knees to tremble and soften.

Finally, unable to withstand the pressure any longer, he fell to his knees with a thud.

Forbidden! Forbidden!

Feng Yunjing's eyes were full of fear, and all the humiliation, inferiority, and unwillingness in his heart were thrown into the clouds, leaving only the surrender and fear that he did not dare to resist.

Just a few hours ago, they watched Suzaku die due to the triggering of the Silence Technique, but now, they have also been given the same Silence Technique.

Life and death are completely in the hands of others, but he can't raise any thoughts of resistance in his heart.

The red-clothed man stopped looking at them after he drew a word. With a flick of his sleeve, a red arc was drawn in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yunjing only felt a dazzling white light flash in front of him, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

When he opened it again, he was horrified to discover that the entire Nalan Mansion in front of him had... disappeared!

That's right, it didn't collapse into ruins, nor was it blown into fly ashes, but completely disappeared.

And the figure of the man in red has already risen into the air, and he has gently jumped onto a snow-white spaceship.

The spaceship was only slightly larger than Feijian, but its entire body was crystal clear, and it exuded a chill.

Feng Yunjing Station was far away from the spaceship, and he could actually feel the biting cold, which was even more biting than Wannian Xuanbing.

The man in red stood on top of the white jade spaceship, his slender figure seemed to exude radiance, but he didn't feel the biting cold.

Feng Yunjing opened his mouth, his body trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the blink of an eye, the white jade spaceship disappeared in mid-air, and there was no trace of it again.

The icy cold and pressure all over his body suddenly disappeared, Feng Yunjing let out a sigh of relief, the sweat dripping down his face like rain.

Hall Master Zheng even sat down on the ground and trembled: "Young Master, that man in red... who is he? How could he have such a terrifying cultivation level, and he actually killed Nalan Fu just now. In order to level the ground, what kind of cultivation is required for this..."

Before Hall Master Zheng had finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and two eyeballs almost spit out.

He stretched out his hand in horror and pressed it on his throat, making a crackling sound in his mouth, his expression was extremely painful, and he was full of despair and fear.

However, after struggling for only a few breaths, there was a loud "bang" in his throat, and then his entire head flew out and rolled on the ground a few times.

Feng Yunjing was also stunned by the scene in front of him. He stared blankly at the bloody head of Hall Master Zheng, and those eyes that seemed to roll out from their dead eyes. shivered.