In the spacious Jingtian Palace Square, a team of more than 20 people walked to the center of the square. Their breath was stable and their steps were steady. Every step they took would emit rhythmic drum beats. A wave of awe-inspiring murderous intent quietly emanated from the body of more than 20 people, instantly filling the entire square, forming an uneasy atmosphere before the storm...

This is not counting. What is even more shocking is that there is an old man behind these more than 20 people. He was holding a rattan rope of unknown length in his hand. The rattan rope was unable to tie up a row of prisoners, with forty or fifty people connected into a row. These people were all bald, dressed in Jinlan's long robe, and were carrying a golden hammer behind him...

Perhaps it would not be strange to just see these forty or fifty people in strange costumes. After all, this year, outsiders dressed up have become the owners of this place. They can enter and exit Taixuanwu Academy at will, and their authority is higher than that of the eight directors of Taixuanwu Academy...

But at this moment, what is shocking is that all these people have lost their arms, and the incision on their shoulders is extremely flat. They should have been cut off with a sharp weapon. Although the blood has stopped, the rolling flesh is extremely cunning. If these people stand straight, they will be a personal stick...

There are only two possibilities for being treated like this. One is that the attacker is extremely cruel, and the other is that they aroused someone's anger...

In reality, the latter must account for a huge proportion...

The scorching sun like fire spreads the bright spring light into the Jingtian Palace Square, reflecting cold faces. The head of a young man in white, with his clothes fluttering and coming calmly, as if he was a mysterious feeling of walking on the fairy trip. He did not have much powerful aura, but he exuded a rebellious aura that made people worship...

Seeing this face and the light-hearted manner, the entire square suddenly fell into unprecedented peace...

The repression and excitement are mixed with excitement, and the suffocating coldness is even more exuding, making the atmosphere in the square extremely strange...

"Who are you?" Looking at the young master in white who was fluttering in clothes, especially seeing dozens of west winds behind him, anger flashed across Wanqi Jiehong's face.

The young man in white stood up, smiling and Feng Wenxu: "I am the one you are looking for."

"Lord of Longcheng?" A bright light burst out from Wanqi Jiehong's eyes, as if a high fighting spirit boiled in his body veins.

When Wanqi Jiehong said the four words "Lord of Dragon City" and immediately ignited the infinite passion in the square like a fuse. For a moment, everyone led by the Eight Deans of Taixuanwu Academy immediately raised their spirits, and their eyes were full of loneliness and helplessness seemed to be illuminated by a ray of dawn and restored their former style.

"The Lord of Wind..."

All the masters stood up one after another, and ran towards Feng Jueyu without being embarrassed or restrained, and surrounded him in the blink of an eye.

On the Taixuan Continent, Feng Jueyu is the only one who can receive such treatment. For Taixuanwu Tao, he is like a flag that is obviously iconic, standing forever in Taixuanwu Tao without falling.

Over the past year, Taixuanwu Academy has been watching the faces of the Wanqi brothers, looking at the faces of people who were in a panic, all with the idea that life was worse than death. However, when Feng Jueyu appeared, the confusion and helplessness were immediately left behind. Although no one realized that Feng Jueyu's cultivation was enough to save this crisis that had lasted for a year, his appearance still brought people infinite hope and longing.

This is the Lord of Dragon City...

He is the number one person in Taixuanwu...

It has to be said that Feng Jueyu's influence indeed exceeded the perception of the Wanqi brothers. When they saw the Taixuanwu people who had been humble in front of them, a solemn look flashed on Wanqi Jiezhuo's face for the first time...

I don’t know why, but this young man gave himself a strong pressure and his aura was not too strong. Why did he feel this way?

Just when Wanqi Jiezhuo was surprised and confused about Feng Jueyu's appearance, Jingtian Palace had already become a mess...

"Brother, you are finally back. I want to die for you."

"Lord Fengcheng, I am polite. I didn't expect that I could still see Lord Fengcheng in my lifetime. This is enough for me..."

“…”

Many deans came forward to salute, perhaps because of the hardships and suffocation of the past year, and Yu Feng Jueyu felt the misery in their hearts inexplicably. Looking at the faces passing by, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel the whiteness on his temples.

Is it the feeling of home, the warmth of my hometown, or the comfort of staying here?

"Brother Zhu, your injury is fine."

"Mrs. Feng, I'm late for the younger generation..."

"Old Ding, don't give this great gift, sit down quickly..."

Feng Jueyu responded one by one, ignoring the Wanqi brothers at all. In his heart, all the bald aliens in Taixuanwu Academy have actually turned into dead bodies. It is not the same as the one who takes action sooner or later...

In fact, before Feng Jueyu came in, he happened to see Zhu Yeqing and Ding Hezhong being injured by Wanqi Jiehong. He wished he could kill Wanqi Jiehong immediately, but he knew that if he did this, it would be too cheap for these bald donkeys.

Pressing down the anger in his heart, Feng Jueyuan helped everyone retreat behind him, and then slowly turned his gaze to the three brothers Wanqi on the Dragon Emperor's throne...

The eyes swept slightly, and a chilling chill approached the three of them. Although they did not have a strong aura, the three Wanqi brothers still made a chill inexplicably and were shocked.

Just after being looked at by the other party, I had a feeling of fear. This kid is really not an ordinary evil nature.

Although he was trembling, the three Wanqi brothers were also very human. The sharp eyes were useless. At the critical moment, it was necessary to see who had a harder fist. Wanqi Jiehong and his two brothers looked at each other for a moment, thinking, Humph, what about the Lord of Dragon City? They are not a hairless junior. Even if he is the number one person in Taixuanwu, he may not be much stronger than the level of Taixuanwu's backwardness. My master can still be scared by you.

Wanqi Jiehong laughed wildly and walked out of the Dragon Emperor's throne, standing proudly on the square. Facing Feng Jueyu's constant gaze for a long time, he was not stupid. Without knowing the other party's cultivation, Wanqi Jiehong also used the power of his spiritual sense to feel the other party's aura...

The magical consciousness is of infinite use. If you forcefully peek, it will definitely cause the other party to resist. After observing with the magical consciousness for a while, Wanqi Jiehong did not find the power of the spiritual consciousness that was fed back, and he felt much more at ease. With his cognition, since the other party did not resist, it means that he was pretending to be a fox and pretending to behave.

Wanqi Jiehong, who was very calm, smiled even more strongly, and his tone was obviously particularly contemptuous and disdainful: "Jili Guru, boy, I have heard that you are the number one person in Taixuanwu, and I wouldn't think so. Wanqi Jiehong, a certain family, will learn your master's skills..." After Wanqi Jiehong said that, he set his stage and was about to attack.

At this moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly waved his hand: "Wait a minute."

"What? Are you scared?" Wan Qi Jiehong burst into laughter, and he was even more sure that the so-called Lord of Dragon City was just a silver-like wax gun tip. Otherwise, if he really had the strength, why would he retreat?

Afraid?

Seeing Wan Qi Jiehong laughing, Canyang, Mu Xue and others were even more hilarious. What a joke, dare you say that Feng Shenghuang is afraid of you? What are you? Now, only the people who are afraid of Feng Shenghuang will not dare to provoke him. This old boy seems to have lived enough.

Canyang stood up without saying a word and asked respectfully: "Young Master, this person is not qualified to fight with the young master, Canyang is willing to do it for him."

These words came to a dead silence in the square...

Wanqi Jiehong and others' attention was always on Feng Jueyu, but they didn't notice the twenty or so people behind him at all. When they heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they laughed wildly: "Haha, little kids who don't know what they are alive, I think you still can't recognize the situation in front of you."

Seeing this, Feng Rulan and others changed their expressions. After all, they knew these three brothers quite well. They always used the banner of martial arts competitions to compete and compete, but in fact, these three people's methods were indeed vicious. They didn't expect that Feng Jueyu and others would be knocked down if they didn't understand the situation. Everyone hurriedly surrounded them.

Duan Wuhen admired Canyang's courage, but he didn't know that Canyang was a master who was so powerful that he was only one layer of window paper from Lingxu Realm. He kindly reminded: "This guy, don't underestimate this person's strength. This person's cultivation must have entered the realm of birth alchemy. Don't be careless..."

"Bieling alchemy?"

This time, the members of the Earth Demons laughed loudly. Feng Jueyu interrupted and said, "Cantyang, no hurry. I have a few things that I haven't found out, and it's not too late to take action later..."

"What a big tone..." Wanqi Jiehong was used to being arrogant and blessed. He had never been despised by the younger generations. He was just laughed at by them and his face was a little unhappy. Now Feng Jueyu actually said to find out what he wanted to find out. What's the matter? I'm here. I'm doing everything. What can you do?

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly and took a step forward. His smile was particularly friendly. People who didn't understand thought it was a friendly act that emerged from old friends. However, the smile fell into the eyes of many evil spirits, and the consciousness was completely different. They couldn't help but shuddered. They knew that when the young master smiled like this, the other party would probably be in great trouble...

"You are from the West Wind Empire?" Feng Jueyu finally asked, his smile still the same.

"So what?" Wanqi Jiehong was arrogant and did not realize that the disaster was coming.

"Well, I once had a friend named Gong Yang Yu. Who was injured?"

"I, Wanqi Jiehong, a certain family, the old man is not strong enough and deserves to die. However, a certain family has good intentions and leaves a few days of life. You should let him thank me."

"So that's it." Feng Jueyu's face had become extremely cold, and the changes were completely changed without realizing it.

"Who was hurt by the Ming family?"

"I, I, I..." At this time, Wanqi Jiehong didn't need to stand up, all the foreign countries around him stood up one by one.

"Everything is right?" Feng Jueyu smiled again, but it was completely different. In the square of Jingtian Palace, a cold cold current suddenly blew, as if midsummer turned into a cold winter lunar month...

Feng Jueyu turned around and ignored him. He waved his hand casually and pointed out a member of the Earth Demon and said, "You, go past, each person has a pair of hands, and removed it..."

"Swish!" Before he could finish his words, the Earth Demon members pointed out by him had disappeared from their original position. Then, a bloody killing suddenly kicked off...
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