At the crossroads where sword energy reigned, the Supreme Swordmaniac was once again stunned by the sudden appearance of a long sword in Feng Jueyu's hand. The previous boasting was instantly forgotten by him.

Although the Crazy Demon Sword is a famous sword, it cannot be compared with Zhan Shang. Everyone knows that the only "famous sword" in Quan Tiannan is Zhan Shang.

No matter how many famous swords are put in front of Zhan Shang, they are like rotten rusty blades, vulnerable to a single blow.

The fact that Zhan Shang was in the Xu family was originally known to Wushang because of the loss of the famous sword. He never expected that the encounter with Feng Jueyu today would be very difficult, and that the famous sword Zhan Shang would also be in his hands.

Xu Zixiong and Mogude's involuntary exclamations have proved the authenticity of this famous sword...

Feng Jueyu turned out to be the person who stole the famous sword Zhan Shang from the Xu family. Even if he wasn't the one who stole the sword, he probably had nothing to do with the person who stole the sword.

The Supreme Sword Chi was not the only one who was angry and angry. The one who was furious and furious was definitely Mogud. During that incident, he had walked into the palace of the King of Hell. If not for

I am strong and strong, but I am afraid that I will not be able to crawl here and meet Zhanshang again now.

Two fire-like eyes shot out of his side eyes. Mogude once again carefully looked at Feng Jueyu's figure and every move, and finally remembered that he stabbed himself and guarded the entrance of the passage and killed him in the blink of an eye.

The backs of the three guards suddenly slapped their thighs and said loudly: "He... it's him... it's him..."

"What him? Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?" Xu Zixiong was stunned and didn't know why.

Mogude cursed loudly: "Damn it, it's him. He's the one who stole the century-old Sky Snow Lotus and Zhan Shang. It's Feng Jueyu. I recognize his back. Pfft~"

Mogude, who was extremely angry and heartbroken, felt his inner body churn when he finished speaking, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

"Did Feng Jueyu steal the sword?" Xu Zixiong undoubtedly heard the most terrifying thing in the world. He was shocked and stiffened, shaking his head and refusing to believe it: "Impossible, impossible, how is this possible? A few months ago

How could he steal Zhan Shang and defeat three uncles if he doesn't even have the slightest bit of martial arts skills? Mr. Mo, you are not mistaken."

Mo Guqian clutched his chest and was feeling suffocated, but still firmly testified: "It's... it's him, it's him. I can't mistake it, it's him..."

"Huh!" After hearing this, Supreme Sword Chi quickly turned his attention to Feng Jueyu, and the feeling of shock and shock was overwhelming in his body: "The playboy who was useless a few months ago now has a rare talent in the Tianwu realm.

Young man, Feng Jueyu, you have a lot of secrets hidden in your body?"

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and stepped forward with his sword in hand. Since he had chosen to take out Zhanshang, he naturally had no intention of hiding his head and tail. He smiled jokingly and said: "Senior Supreme said it is true. There are indeed many secrets in this junior's body.

I can’t count them on my ten fingers, but I will never see you again.”

"laugh!"

With a disdainful curl at the corner of his mouth, Feng Jueyu jumped out. The silver light of war suddenly covered up the weak sunlight falling from the sky, covering the intersection with a thick silver shield.

Under the sword light that fills the sky, there is only one that shines extremely brightly, that is Zhan Shang.

As soon as the Six Swords of Punishment came out, everyone immediately felt a powerful and cruel murderous intention locked on the Supreme Sword Crazy. The transcendent aura that permeated the body of the man and the sword emitted in an almost substantial form, forming waves of tangible and qualitative forms.

The air flow surged in all directions, and the Black Armored Guards and the Gold and Silver Association killers who were still fighting at the collision had to put aside their opponents to resist with all their strength, and kept retreating until the intersection was cleared for more than ten meters before they could stand firmly on their feet.

.

The true essence has been materialized, which even the Xuanwu realm cannot achieve. Feng Jueyu's cultivation is already as powerful as Sisi.

The Supreme Sword Crazy had just been sucked in his true energy, and was at the point where he was running out of energy. Under the hatred and humiliation, he let out a hoarse roar and faced him head-on. He didn't believe that even if Feng Jueyu's strength was due to some kind of

Due to his extraordinary skill, he has skyrocketed to a level that is not weaker than his own, but his decades of experience against the enemy are incomparable to him.

However, he was wrong again. If Feng Jueyu was not a legend from the world of killers who traveled through time, the Supreme Swordmaniac's guess and analysis were certainly correct, but...

Killers also need talent. Feng Jueyu, who was the king of talented killers in his previous life, can definitely be called the ancestor of killers.

The Six Swords of Punishment versus the Mad Demon Sword Technique. The former is a set of unique skills that integrates the essence of all offensive and killing moves in the world. How can it be compared with the Mad Sword that only focuses on form and change?

The two of them thrust out their swords at the same time, clearly distinguishing themselves from each other.

Dots of sword gleams filled the sky, like rain showers, most of which were caused by the Demonic Sword. However, Feng Jueyu, who looked like a lonely boat in the sea, was like a thunderbolt, flying through the center of the violent storm. Those emptiness

To him, Miao's fancy moves were no more than decorations. They had no lethality at all, and even the air armor didn't need to be used.

The battle between killers is often decided by lightning and flint. If the Supreme Swordsman is also a master of the same kind, he will naturally not use such a sword technique that is both a waste of skill and foresight. Therefore, he is not a truly qualified killer...

Feng Jueyu's thoughts were racing as he swept forward, and his face showed disdain. The so-called Supreme Sword, the Demon Sword, was nothing but bullshit. Unless this young master boasted about it, such swordsmanship was incomparable to the Six Punishment Swords.

Feng Jueyu did not say such arrogant theory casually, the reality is far better than anything else...

"Whoa!"

Feng Jueyu, who was running in a hurry, suddenly increased his speed, and the soil splashed under his feet, turning into meteors and meteorites and smashing in all directions. The soft and sticky soil actually broke the middle of a large tree as thick as a bowl. It can be seen that at this time,

Xuan Gong has reached such a terrifying level.

The two of them met in an instant, and the rain of swords from the sky tightened like a net, but Feng Jueyu didn't care at all, and stabbed out the throat with the Six Punishment Styles, and the tip of the sword emitted little bits of gathered sharpness...

The light point would explode under the throat of Supreme Sword Chi in almost the next moment. The Supreme Sword Chi was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated. The previous offensive was just like Feng Jueyu imagined, and it would disappear without stopping...

…

"boom!"

The sword rain dispersed from the sky, and the Supreme Swordman retreated in panic with his back to the ground. Cold sweat broke out on Scar's old face, and his robe was soaked through in a blink of an eye. There was no other way, Feng Jueyu's sword was fast, ruthless, and accurate, and he wanted to

If it weren't for his tyrannical cultivation, someone might have stabbed his throat just now.

Thinking of this, the supreme swordsman was even more frightened. The rain of swords just now was not a decoration. Even if one of the swords was hit, Feng Jueyu would lose his arms and legs. However, he turned a blind eye and seemed to be fighting for his life and fighting for his disability.

He also wants to take his own life.

Which one is lighter and which is more serious can be determined at first glance. Naturally, the supreme swordsman is unwilling to suffer such a big loss. It is a helpless move to temporarily avoid the edge by withdrawing his moves.

But this retreat is a good idea. It happened to fall into Feng Jueyu's plan. The Six Swords of Punishment penetrated each other step by step. He was afraid that the opponent would risk his life in fighting and would hurt the enemy and himself. But once the opponent chose to withdraw, all Six Swords of Punishment would be destroyed.

The best time to exert your power.

In order to be able to get rid of it once and for all and avoid future troubles, Feng Jueyu did not even think about using the first form of the Red Lightning Sword Technique, the Lightning Sword, and increased the speed of the sword.

Originally, the Supreme Sword Maniac could raise his head to dodge this fatal sword, but suddenly a strange silver light flashed on Feng Jueyu's famous sword. The Supreme Sword Maniac's eyesight was definitely incomparable. He clearly saw Feng Jueyu.

Jue Yu's wrist moved slightly, and with such a small movement, Zhan Shang suddenly appeared in front of him.

At this moment, Supreme Sword Chi was about to dodge this sharp sword. Unexpectedly, he could have dodged it, but the tip of the sword somehow penetrated under his nose and directly hit Supreme Sword Chi's nose.

It's been chipped.

"puff!"

There was no nose, and a cavity of blood in the nose splattered everywhere. Mixed with Supreme Sword Chi's heart-wrenching cry, it exploded like a peach blossom from the center of the face. It really turned out that the whole face was full of peach blossoms.

This move was so good that all the strength of Supreme Sword Chi's whole body was instantly dissipated. His lower legs were slightly bent and his back was pressed to the ground, and he fell to the ground in an instant.

Such a supreme swordsman, knowing that his life would be at risk, he shouted loudly, endured the severe pain in his nose, twisted around, and rolled away from the ground while keeping his head close to the ground.

Feng Jueyu's sword in pursuit of victory was pierced into the soil. He looked sideways at the old man and rolled around like a donkey regardless of his face. He couldn't help but sneer, and then with a slight movement of his kite, he turned over and handed Zhan Shang out again.

"puff!"

This time, the Supreme Swordmaniac had no chance to take precautions. His experienced experience only made him swing his butt to the right, and the sword edge directly nailed him to his left leg...

"Ah~"

No matter how powerful a master is, being hit in the knee will cause him to tremble in pain, and Supreme Sword Chi is no exception. The Supreme Sword Chi who was hit in the knee hugs his legs and screams in pain.

With just three moves, Feng Jueyu almost killed the Supreme Swordmaniac. This result was beyond everyone's expectations. Mogude was horrified to know that the Great Death was gone, and he might not even survive if he stayed.

Bao, quickly turned around to greet Xu Zixiong and prepared to escape. But when he turned around, Xu Zixiong was nowhere to be found.

"Damn it, call me before you leave." Mogude used foul language several times today, but the last one made him the most angry.

Xu Zixiong had already seen the signs and ran away. He was not called before he left. It was really hateful.

Mogude turned around and was about to leave when suddenly, an almost desperate howl came from the bottom of the mountain.

"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!"

Several streaks of blood shot up into the sky. It was the tenacity of the Supreme Sword Chi's hands and feet that was ruthlessly broken by Feng Jueyu. Finally, he watched helplessly as Feng Jueyu slapped the Supreme Sword Chi's dantian away with his palm.

Yuan, having lost all his energy, waved his big hand and ordered: "Kill all the killers here, kill..."

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!" Another burst of blood mist filled the sky. All the sixty-six killers brought by the Supreme Swordmaniac during this trip fled to the crossroads. Mogude's feet were so frightened that he could no longer stand.

Can't get up.

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