章節 2086: Soul Planting Secret Art

Feeling the bloody smell pervading in the air, Feng Tianyang's gaze turned slightly cold.

But he did not look at Ye Yuan but looked toward Empyrean Loneswan.

"Loneswan, you actually dared to kill He Xiangyun. Could it be that you want to become enemies with my Vast Wind Assemble?" Feng Tianyang said coldly.

In his view, it was simply impossible for Ye Yuan to kill He Xiangyun, unless Loneswan turned traitor.

Loneswan shook his head lightly and said, "She wasn't killed by this Empyrean."

Feng Tianyang smiled coldly and said, "Still want to quibble? Apart from you, who else can kill He Xiangyun here? Also, what's the meaning of this, Junior Apprentice Sister Yang?"

Empyrean Ice Cloud's two eyes narrowed and she said in a solemn voice, "Fei-er, why haven't you come over here!"

Yang Fei-er looked at Empyrean Ice Cloud, those eyes were like looking at a stranger.