In the small courtyard, Feng Jueyu sat under the pavilion, looking at the pleasant but unfamiliar scenery around him, and couldn't help but have an urge to die...
"Damn, I carried it, I carried it home. I'm so unlucky. I'm so damn unlucky. I've been so unlucky for eight lifetimes."
God, I haven't offended you, have I? I've been living well on Earth, so why should I be "sent" to the "border"? Yes, I've killed a lot of people, but those people deserve to die.
Man, I am doing justice for heaven, do you understand?
Thinking of his own time travel history, Feng Jue wanted to cry without tears...
That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, but there was a huge crowd at the top of Mount Tai. Nearly a hundred killers from international organizations rushed to Hongyuanmen, the hidden ancient martial arts sect, to snatch the ancient martial arts sacred treasure "Hongyuan Tianjing".
After hearing the news, Feng Da Killer, the son of China and known as the Uncrowned Evil Emperor, was extremely angry. How could I, the treasure of Hua Xia, fall into the hands of thieves and Japanese pirates? So, Feng Da Killer, who has traveled thousands of miles from China, traveled thousands of miles.
He rushed back from overseas, and single-handedly set up an ambush on the mountainside of Mount Tai and massacred nearly a hundred of the world's top killers, including dozens of ninjas from the island country, and finally stabbed the second-ranked Tian Nin master to death on the top of Mount Tai with a single sword.
In this battle, Feng Da Killer was going to become famous again. He didn't want to kill all his opponents and take back the "Hong Yuan Tian Jing". Feng Da Killer was actually shocked by an inexplicable sound from the "Hong Yuan Tian Jing".
It burned her hair straight to the point of warping.
"It's so damn unlucky that I can catch up with such nonsense." Feng Jue spat into the lake, feeling full of grievances that he couldn't finish venting.
The Great Feng Killer wasn't originally called Feng Jueyu, but it was almost the same. Without the word "Yu", he was the uncrowned evil emperor who was frightened by the black and white circles on earth - Feng Jue...
Before time travel, Feng was by no means the number one killer in China, but also the world-famous number one killer king: the Uncrowned Evil Emperor...
After traveling through time, Feng Jue became a useless, playboy in the Shangguan Mansion of Tiannan City on the Taixuan Continent who had no martial arts skills and no ideas. He was even a quasi-"younger brother-in-law" who married into another family and stayed under someone else's roof...
The huge gap made Killer Feng depressed and speechless for three days... For three whole days, Killer Feng was proud of his strong adaptability, but he still couldn't accept the cruel reality.
Just imagine, what would it feel like to have a soul that was lawless, invincible, and scornful of all living things in his previous life enter a body that was like tofu? Fortunately, this body has a "handle" under it, otherwise Young Master Feng would definitely ignore it.
All the choices were made to commit suicide, to go to the underworld all over again, and to experience the feeling of reincarnation...
Feeling that his body was almost hollowed out by the sensuality and debauchery, Fengda Killer once again called out to Tianqu countless times: "The meridians are blocked, the bones are soft, and there is no surplus. Damn this young master."
Even if I have a unique skill, I still can’t use it, so why did I end up traveling through time in the body of such a useless person?”
God, are you really going to piss me off to death? I've done such good things, and you're treating me like this? Damn it, if you give me one chance, just one, I will definitely blow your asshole with the sword of punishment...
…
At this moment, I heard the sound of fighting coming from the front in the square of the main courtyard...
Feng Jue, who was the uncrowned evil emperor in his previous life, was not only proficient in medical skills, but also excellent in martial arts. He was also given such a noble and then feared name by the people of the world. Naturally, he had an extraordinary affinity for this familiar voice.
Hearing the "bang bang" sound of the wooden blades hitting each other, Feng Jue's eyes lit up out of habit. In the past three days, this was the first time he had seen martial arts in this world. There was no reason not to look at it. Feng Jue took three steps at the same time.
Two steps towards the square...
Not far away, in the center of the square, there were at least seven or eight teenagers standing together. Two of them, one was wearing a green shirt and the other was wearing a white robe. They were quite different in age. The one in the white robe was named Shangguan Ruowen.
, seventeen years old, just the same age as Feng Jue, and the other is his brother-in-law: Shangguan Ruofan...
Martialism has become popular in Taixuan Continent, and the Shangguan family is even more famous for martial arts. Naturally, it attaches great importance to martial arts cultivation. Once someone in the family is found to be able to cultivate "Qi", they start cultivating it from an early age. Don't look at Shangguan Ruofan as a junior compared to Shangguan Ruowen.
At the age of five, his kung fu is really well established. Every move he makes is steady and steady, his sword is like flowing clouds, and his momentum is quite extraordinary. He is using the "Western Wind and Sunset Sword Technique" passed down from the ancestors of the Shangguan family...
In his memory, Feng Jue knew that Shangguan Lingyun, the old lady of Shangguan who was not related to him, was really good to him. Not only did he betroth his granddaughter to him, but he also taught him all the skills passed down from his ancestors.
Unfortunately, the original owner of this skin was actually an Adou who couldn't lift it. He was taken to Shangguan's house when he was nine years old. For eight years, under Shangguan Lingyun's careful cultivation, he still couldn't do anything in writing or martial arts.
But relying on the old man, he became a big loser in Tiannan City.
But things are different now. Feng Jueyu is still Feng Jueyu, but his soul is Feng Jue, the king of killers who is feared by everyone in the underworld on earth: the Uncrowned Emperor.
After watching for a while, Feng Jue shook his head repeatedly. The two people in the square were using the "Western Wind and Sunset Sword Technique". Based on his understanding of the essence of martial arts in his previous life, it is not difficult to see that this sword technique Feng Jue emphasizes "intention".
Not focusing on "qi", what he uses is a flowing cloud, ever-changing, with as many as twelve different moves, which can be divided into three attack directions: upper, middle and lower.
Although the swordsmanship is exquisite, Shangguan Ruowen and Shangguan Ruofan have not mastered it at all at their age, and they cannot even use their own twelve transformations. Shangguan Wen is better, and can achieve four transformations. As for his brother-in-law
Shangguan Ruofan simply switched back and forth between the two. There were not many changes and they were not in place. Losing... was almost certain.
Just at this moment, Shangguan Ruofan was pressed tightly by Shangguan Ruowen, and in his rage, he yelled with an unchanging baby voice: "The shadows are flying in the west wind."
The wooden sword trembled in the wrist, and in an instant, the sword light flashed strangely like a sword flower. At the same time, Shangguan Ruofan's body glowed with wisps of faint purple light...
Suddenly, Feng Jue's eyes suddenly lit up, and a look of extreme excitement appeared on his face: "Zhen Qi? Is it really the inside mind? Damn it, my luck is not so bad. I can actually meet the inside in this world.
Is there such a precious thing as a family’s mind?”
Taixuan Continent has clear martial arts levels. There are seven levels of martial arts, namely Xuwu, Qiwu, Zhenwu, Lingwu, Xuanwu, Tianwu and Shenwu. Each level is divided into four levels: Beginner, Middle, High and Perfect...
Tai Xuan Martial Arts is based on Qi. Martial arts practitioners first cultivate their own "true Qi" and then practice martial arts. There are obvious Qi halos in each realm. According to the corresponding realms, they are purple, white, gold, green, and blue.
, orange, green...
Shangguan Ruofan's move "West Wind Flying Shadows" is one of the last two basic sword moves of "West Wind Sunset Sword Technique". He uses his own "infuriating energy" and exerts his weak strength to shake out the sword flowers and transform into flowers.
There are thousands of false moves to confuse the enemy. If you use this move well, you can bring out the maximum power and field control ability of the next move "Watching the Green Clouds at Sunset".
However, Shangguan Ruowen has practiced for five more years than Shangguan Ruofan, and his rank is a full four levels higher than Shangguan Ruofan. He is at a perfect level of Qiwu. How can he not understand the reason?
The flying shadow in the west wind is the skill of using the sword to control the sword. In the sky, the body is like a roc, and when it falls on the ground, it is as heavy as a mountain. The forward move is an empty slash, but it is actually a foreshadowing for the next move of the sword to sweep out the green clouds. Purple light flashes through, like the setting sun.
After falling, the green light appeared, and Shangguan Ruowen was naturally familiar with all of this. He jumped over it early, and then lightly tapped Shangguan Ruofan with a wooden sword on the ground, which was not enough to escape.
Ruofan ordered a dog to grab the shit, crawled on the ground and ate a mouth full of ashes.
In just a moment, Shangguan Ruofan was defeated!
"Haha." Shangguan Ruowen made a sword gesture, held the wooden sword upside down in his hand, and leaned it against his shoulder. His face was not red, and he was breathless and laughed loudly: "Cousin Ruofan, you look at the sunset with this hand.
Qingxia, I’m still not home. I’ll give you a demonstration for my brother’s sake. At least outside, don’t be a bully like today. You’ll make people laugh, and it will ruin the reputation of my Shangguan family. Haha!”
The more Shangguan Ruowen said, the viciousness had gone beyond the limits of the bloodline of the same clan. The second and third sons and grandsons behind him did not feel ashamed, but thought they were being tolerated and all laughed at him. Killer Feng's heart grew cold as he watched.
: "It was just a competition, and they were squeezing each other and insulting each other. It seems that the Shangguan family is not united."
Shangguan Ruofan is younger, but he is not stupid. He knows that the second and third rooms have recently visited the second room and the third room is dissatisfied with the first room because his sister is in charge of the family business. He keeps looking for opportunities to watch the first room’s jokes. He sheds tears of anger and decides to go back to the second room.
sentence, I thought about my father saying not to cause trouble, so I held it back, and could only walk aside silently, feeling lost...
As he spoke, Shangguan Ruowen suddenly turned to Feng Jue, put his long sword into its scabbard, and walked over in a shallow step: "Brother Feng, I learned that Brother Feng fell down accidentally three days ago, so I didn't visit him.
You won’t blame the younger brother, will you?”
"Sigh... If I hadn't left first that day, Brother Feng wouldn't have encountered such an accident. I've been feeling very guilty in my heart. Brother Feng, you don't blame me for leaving without saying goodbye, right?" Shangguan Ruowen smiled.
Fei smiled and clasped his fists. Somehow, Killer Feng suddenly felt that Shangguan Ruowen's face contained some hint of schadenfreude?
"Are we familiar with you?" Killer Feng frowned, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips. Memories came flooding back: "Three days ago, huh? By the way, it was this guy who invited Feng Jueyu three days ago.
He went to Yunxiang Tower to drink flower wine. Halfway through the drink, this boy and the few Tiannan City dandies accompanying him left without even saying hello. They followed Feng Jueyu home alone. He accidentally fell down on the way and fell unconscious for a day and a night.
Although the boy sounded like he was apologizing, why do I feel like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken?"
"Is there something fishy in this?" Feng Jue could only travel through three days. He had not forgotten his qualities and habits as the king of killers. Based on Shangguan Ruowen's malicious words, he immediately realized that there might be something hidden in it:
Yes, how could a good person throw himself to death? No matter how much he drank, it would be impossible, right?
Feng Jueyu's mind quickly replayed Feng Jueyu's vague memories before his death. After a moment, he got a picture: three nights ago, Feng Jueyu drunkenly returned to Shangguan's house from Yunxiang Tower. On the way, he met a person walking towards him.
, it was too late, and he drank too much, so he could not see his face clearly. The two passed by each other. The mysterious man knocked Feng Jueyu to the ground, and then...he was hit hard on the back of the head by a hard object...
Hit with a hard object?
Feng Jue's pupils suddenly shrank: "Feng Jueyu's death was not an accident, but a frame-up designed by someone..."
"Damn, it seems that this idiot Feng Jueyu is not living well in Shangguan's house!" After sorting out Feng Jueyu's memory, Feng Jue immediately became vigilant: Although he was not sure that Shangguan Ruowen did this.
, but he left midway, obviously to avoid suspicion, and it was impossible to guarantee that he had an unclear relationship with him.
Seeing that Feng Jue was wandering around and didn't answer, Shangguan Ruowen couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Fuck, this bastard who is just waiting to die is really lucky. Zixiong didn't kill him with that brick, huh? Why didn't this idiot
Talking? Could it be that you were fooled by being photographed? Haha, it doesn’t matter if you are stupid, let your kid show off his power with the old man’s favor, he deserves it..."
Feng Jueyu didn't know that his unintentional guess was actually on point. The death of the dead ghost Feng Jueyu was not an accident, but was deliberately arranged by someone. Shangguan Ruowen was the key to it. But except for the great killer Feng himself,
No one knew that the person standing in front of them was no longer Feng Jueyu, but the Evil Emperor Feng Jue...
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