It's an unprecedented feeling.

Feng Tianxing can feel that as long as his palm is a little harder, the city lord's head can be completely shattered.

This is the pleasure of ruling the life and death of others, no matter what their previous status was, at this moment, their life and death are within their own thoughts.

According to common sense, Feng Tianxing should have gotten rid of this feeling long ago.

He has dominated the life and death of too many people, and even in many cases, the life and death of millions of people in his single thought.

He should be numb to such a thing.

But the reality is that this little city lord in front of him, a person who is not even an ant among the demons, will actually give him the pleasure of controlling life and death.

Such a strange reaction instantly made Feng Tianxing alert.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Tianxing let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

"Your **** place is not enough for me to demolish. Next time I find you, if you dare to hide and disappear, you will not only demolish a little place like you."

Leaving those words lightly, Feng Tianxing turned around and left.

It wasn't until he left a long enough distance that Feng Tianxing returned to his previous state. There were blood stains left on the dark scales, but the wounds on his body disappeared strangely.

Feng Tianxing looked at his palm and fell into contemplation as he walked.

If you can recover from an injury every time you turn on such a state, isn't that a bit too much?

Even if the Demon Race recovers its injuries very quickly, it won't be that fast.

Perhaps it is the innate ability of the Demon Race?

And how did this state come about?

Why is there such a state, which is similar to the fully expanded body, but not completely.

Countless questions were recalled in Feng Tianxing's mind. The only person he could think of right now, who could answer his questions, was his master Jia Luo.

Simply go directly to the academy and ask the master for an explanation.

After all, things like the study room are too unusual in the Demon Race, and the collection of books is quite limited. It is estimated that a lot of knowledge is not left on the paper, but is engraved in the depths of this body.

The city lord lay on the ground for a long time before he eased up.

It's just that the demons who respected him so much in the past are now somewhat ignoring him.

Demons have always admired only the strong. As for a person who has already lost, he still lost to a teenage Demon Race like Feng Tianxing, and his face has been completely wiped out.

No one came up to deal with his injury, even the most loyal servant in the past has disappeared without a trace now.

The tree fell and the hozen scattered, and the demons performed this point incisively and vividly.

"Fortunately, the identity of the city lord was granted by the above, and I still have a chance to make a comeback."

The city lord's eyes rolled for a while, the warlike nature of the demons has never stopped, they just want to get these things, they just want to become stronger.

As the city lord's mind gradually recovered, he gradually understood what he should do now.

Go back, shamelessly use the identity of the city lord, restore his body, and then expand.

But just after walking out a few steps, the face of the city owner suddenly changed.

He stiffly maintained the movement of taking a step, but his body could not move.

He looked around quickly and found no trace of anyone. Then he looked at his outstretched palm, and his back suddenly felt cold.

On his sturdy arm, is a scale that is as green as jade, and through the scales, he can already see the blood flowing under the skin.

"Poison! When!"

There are countless ideas in the city lord's mind, but he can't remember anyhow, when he was recruited.

Feng Tianxing had displayed poison-related things twice before, he should have avoided it!

Looking at his palm, when his thoughts gradually became difficult to function, the city owner finally remembered.

Perhaps, there is a third chance.

That was when he arrogantly grabbed Feng Tianxing's shoulder blades and dragged him into the sky. At that time, Feng Tianxing's blood soaked the soles of his feet.

As the last sight moved to the soles of his feet, he saw the soles of his feet that were like jasper, and even the blood had stagnated.

A touch of helplessness came to my mind.

The poison of poisonous jade is not from the ancient twelve bloodlines. If you touch it, it will turn into a jade carving, shatter and die.

The city lord has lost his body at this moment, and only this extremely rigid body remains in place.

Until a gust of breeze caressed, the jade carving fell to the ground, and the green broken jade all over the place, in the bright sunshine, Ye Ye was shining.

After Feng Tianxing returned to the academy, he did not find his master, so he simply rested in the study.

This sleep, Feng Tianxing did not sleep peacefully.

Because in his dream, there is an ancient powerhouse, carefully explaining how to unfold the complete body, as well as the means that belong to the Poison Jade Clan.

The inheritance of the demons has never been in the book. Whether they are strong or not determines whether they can touch the inheritance.

Until the candlelight came into view, Feng Tianxing opened his eyes, and there was still the voice of the peerless powerhouse in his mind.

"Feng Tianxing, you are a gifted child."

Feng Tianxing rubbed his eyes, obviously disdainful of such words.

Of course my talent is pretty good, and that's what you need to say here?

If there is no talent, how can it be possible to toss out so many moths, how can it be possible to kill so many competitors.

"Tianxing, are you alright?"

Jia Luo looked at Feng Tianxing with some worry and asked earnestly.

Feng Tianxing saw that it was the master and got up quickly.

"Master, I'm fine, but I have some doubts..."

Just halfway through the words, Feng Tianxing stopped.

All his questions were answered by the peerless powerhouse.

Whether it is the knowledge related to the complete body, or how Feng Tianxing should practice, he has the answer in his heart.

It seems that there is nothing to ask the master.

Jia Luo also had an expression of no surprise, with a look of relief.

"You are the first person in our academy to receive the inheritance of the bloodline. It is gratifying to congratulate you. You will all be able to target Fengtian in the future."

Following Jia Luo's words, a group of disciples responded in unison.

"Yes."

For the Demon Race, it is not ashamed to obey the orders of the strong. On the contrary, having the blessing of a strong man is something to show off.

Such a big battle made Feng Tianxing a little puzzled.

"Master, why are there so many people?"

Hearing this, Jia Luo also looked helpless. "Go out and have a look. During the two days and one night that you were in a coma, there were too many people who wanted to see you. I had to come over and watch in person. By the way, after you go out, report your safety to your father. Don't Let him tear down my academy."