The Rise of the Evil Sword God
Chapter 82: The Wings of Heaven Phoenix

The red-haired woman heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the purple-clothed woman, when she was injured she had sent an emergency signal with a talisman to her master for help, the purple-robed woman was indeed her master.

"Shi Mei, are you okay?" the beautiful woman crouched down, caught the hand of the red-haired woman, and asked anxiously.

"Sir, I'm fine." Shi Mei replied to the purple-robed lady.

"Let's go back to the sect," said the purple-clothed woman, and the three of them suddenly disappeared from the cave.

If Feng Yun saw this, he would be shocked to the point because it was a teleportation ability that only Divine Profound Cultivators could use. Divine Profound Cultivators could teleport to a limited distance of hundreds of miles in just a few seconds, but could not teleport over a thousand miles in a single leap.

….

After half an hour, Feng Yun returned to the cave carrying the body of a white deer and found that the cave was empty, the red-haired woman and the Golden Fire Bird had both left.

"Really, sneak away without thanking." Feng Yun said unhappily.

At this moment, Feng Yun heard Yan Zilan's voice transmission in his mind, Feng Yun entered the Black Pagoda, appearing in front of Yan Zilan.

"Feng Yun, I broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm." Yan Zilan rushed at Feng Yun while jumping, opening his hand, Feng Yun hugged him.

Then, kiss her lips. The kiss was very passionate, and she reciprocated by returning the kiss, sharing the warmth.

He licked his lips and sucked his tongue …

By the time the tip of her tongue entered her sweet mouth, she was tingling from head to toe.

Feng Yun did not have any contact for a few days, once he saw Yan Zilan, lust spread throughout his body.

"Aah!"

Yan Zilan let out a soft groan as he felt his hand arrive at his breast, holding his right breast, stroking and squeezing.

Their tongues revolved around each other, in a dance of passion, and as it continued, she moved her other hand from the back of her neck to her buttocks.

He grabbed the cheek of his butt and stroked it tightly, making him squeak even as their tongues dueled each other.

One hand on**********, the other on his ass, and their mouths are stuck together.

Immediately Yan Zilan began to untie his robe, Feng Yun also took off his clothes impatiently.

She held her twin melons in her hands as she praised them as the most beautiful thing heaven had ever made. Feng Yun lowered his head towards the delicious********** as he massaged her with his hands.

Pushing him to the ground, Feng Yun wasted no more time, putting his upright staff at the entrance of his wet paradise valley, he pierced his paradise valley with his staff. …

They also had a hot relationship.

…

A few hours, since Feng Yun and Yan Zilan had been having intercourse. On the ground of green grass, Yan Zilan placed his head on Feng Yun's lap as he combed her beautiful hair with his hands.

"Zilan, I have good news for you, I got the Profound Ice Fruit, already gave it to your mother, she will be cured in a few days." Said Feng Yun.

"Is that true?" Yan Zilan as he raised his face, asked with a surprised expression.

"Yes that's right." Feng Yun said with a smile.

"Thank you, Feng Yun." Yan Zilan said and kissed her.

Feng Yun went to the third floor of the black pagoda, immediately appearing in front of the third floor courtroom.

The moment Feng Yun entered the bright room, a golden-furred Lion appeared in front of him, the same realm as Feng Yun, the early stage Foundation Establishment Realm.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yun calmed himself. Looking at the ferocious beast in front of him, Feng Yun cleared his mind. He slashed his sword towards the beast in front of him. However, this Golden Furry Lion was much faster and, in an instant, dodged the slash, retreating a few steps.

Not only was he able to dodge Feng Yun's attacks, but he was also alert as his eyes were fixated on his every move.

Feng Yun stopped attacking, staring at the Lion. He waited for the lion to come to him.

'The 'Nine Heavens Sword Arts'

A demonic flame appeared on his body. The flames on his body also covered the sword, and, as the Lion approached, Feng Yun cut the sword down with everything he had.

Feng Yun did not want to waste his time because in the courtroom the sooner you defeat the enemy, the better the reward you will get.

The sword formed a bow that was as natural as a stream of water in a stream that was as gentle, nimble and elegant as a winter snowflake, and as close as a tall, unyielding mountain.

The sword slowly sank into the body of the Golden Feathered Lion as soon as his own body dispersed.

Immediately an old book appeared in front of Feng Yun, Yun picked up the book, he could see that this was a Martial Skill book.

The words written on it are;

"The Heavenly Phoenix Wing"

"The Heavenly Phoenix Wing is a good name.I hope this technique is as good as its name" Feng Yun said to himself as he looked at this book.

Feng Yun opened the book and started reading. As he read this book page by page, his expression kept changing, from curious to amazed then shocked to thoughtful, and between them regularly.

As Feng Yun read the last page, he finally smiled, after finishing reading it, he closed the book.

This book contained a type of flying martial skill. Feng Yun was happy because he got this type of flying martial skill, when a cultivator reached the Earth Profound Realm, he could float in the air freely, flying. This Martial Skill could make a cultivator soar through the air even before reaching the Earth Profound Realm.

As suggested by the name of this martial skill. Using it a cultivator would be able to create wings using his own Qi and would be able to fly with the help of those wings.

Feng Yun started practicing the Heavenly Phoenix Wings, continued to train for 4 hours and he was finally able to form his wings. …

By controlling the internal Spirit Qi with a strong divine sense to keep him firm, Feng Yun's internal Spirit Qi could be released outward, to turn into wings.

Behind his back, a burst of fiery aura could suddenly be seen. The flames turned into a pair of gigantic wings rising behind his back. A fiery aura burst out with lightning and a heat wave rose, looking like a pair of Phoenix wings.

Feng Yun flapped his wings upwards, and in just a few flashes of time, he floated in the air.

Feng Yun also let Yan Zilan practice the Heavenly Phoenix Wings, who was extremely happy after obtaining such an incredible skill.

But its wings were as white as crystal, due to its water element Qi.

…..

After leaving the snow mountain, Feng Yun walked to a nearby city, traveling for ten days, Feng Yun and Yan Zilan appeared near a small town much smaller than White Stone City, the capital of the White Stone City, having not made a fuss, Feng Yun and Zilan did not use the Heavenly Phoenix Wings in front of people.

Yan Qiu was busy in the healing process, and Feng Guan was still not awakened from his cultivation when he absorbed ten thousand years of spirit milk.

Feng Yun and Yan Zilan were casually strolling around the city. The place was clean and crowded with many people in and out of the shops on the streets.

Everyone there seemed to be thinking about their own affairs, but when their eyes suddenly discovered the presence of Feng Yun and Yan Zilan, they all looked at him with puzzled expressions.

It was as if the moment they saw Yan Zilan's beautiful face, they could not turn away. The men were enchanted by Yan Zilan's beauty and the women were enchanted by Feng Yun's handsome face.

Undoubtedly, the appearance of Feng Yun and Yan Zilan was extremely eye-catching, like glittering gems surrounded by dirty rocks. Especially in a small town filled with humans who were unfamiliar with someone like Feng Yun and Zilan, who had an overwhelming presence.

Most of the people were only in the Body Refining Realm, very few were in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

After walking for some time, Feng Yun decided to take a break, He randomly chose the restaurant and entered. The owner of the restaurant was a middle-aged man with a tall and slender figure.

"Servant." Feng Yun said, sitting at the corner table with Zilan.

"Well sir, what do you want to eat?" a sweet starving voice rang out, then a girl, about 17 or 18 years old wearing a servant uniform arrived in front of Feng Yun. He looked at Feng Yun and was dazed with Feng Yun's handsome face.

The girl was rather tall, about 1.7 meters tall, with a slender body and small breasts. She has short black hair and brown eyes and wears a simple white uniform. Although the girl could not be considered amazing, she had a kind of humble beauty.

"I want a pot of tea made by you and your main dish." Feng Yun said while examining him.

"B-soon!" Surprised, as he got out of his mind and said, then ran back to the kitchen.