The falling leaves looked particularly bleak in the autumn colors. The clouds were low, like a huge curtain covering the thick forest in the east corner. Under the sparse sunlight, a dazzling fire suddenly appeared, like rising into the sky.
The rainbow clouds left, resplendent in the black sky.
Autumn rain is coming...
And in Dongjiao Forest, a killing show is going on...
Seeing the fireball flying out of the sky, Feng Jueyu immediately locked the direction of the fireball. There were only a few people in Yunjian Tianmen who could use the fireball technique. Excluding himself, there was only Shang Jue. The old man arrived earlier.
Not knowing what was going on now, Feng Jueyu was very worried and turned around and rushed forward.
Deep in the woods, a masked man in gray robes was waving his two claw-like hands and launching a fierce attack on Shang Jue, who was sitting in an iron wheelchair. At first glance, he was indeed frightened.
This person was like a gray shadow, chasing and beating Shang Jue at a speed that ordinary people could not foresee. His pair of ghost claws were capable of ever-changing moves, and his moves were so cunning and weird that it was difficult to guard against him.
Shang Jue is obviously no match for this person, and there is even a huge gap in their skills between the two. However, Feng Jueyu knows that Shang Jue has a simple and natural heart and a strong determination. Although that person's ghost claws are unpredictable, they are still very powerful.
It is still not possible to achieve overwhelming results.
However, Shang Jue is also struggling to hold on. The fireballs released from his hands are each weaker than the last. It can be seen that Shang Jue is walking on the edge of a narrow escape. Now, even if he makes a mistake in judgment, he will be strangled by the opponent on the spot.
But when Feng Jueyu came, it was another matter. He couldn't watch Shang Jueyu follow in Sheng Junqian's footsteps, and the other party seemed to have noticed Feng Jueyu, and his thin neck twisted at a strange angle.
, a full 180 degrees, he was clearly facing Shang Jue, but his head was turned towards Feng Jueyu behind him. This situation was very creepy.
"Huh? Here's another one. This will make it more interesting."
He only said one sentence, and then he showed a disdainful smile, and when the ghost claws swept, several sharp claws appeared. In an instant, he jumped towards Shang Jue, and the man's smile could be heard as he rushed in.
Voice: "Since there is another one, there is no use in keeping you."
When Feng Jueyu heard this, he felt extremely indignant. Hearing what he meant, he had deliberately held back his hand against Shang Jue before. It was such a loud tone.
Feng Jueyu was angry and wanted to rush over, but he never thought that the man had indeed held back. When he struck again, his speed more than doubled, and he suddenly appeared behind Shang Jue. Feng Jueyu made an oversight.
I was so careless that I didn't even see how he passed by.
The expression on Shang Jue's face was unusually solemn. When he saw Feng Jueyu coming over, he didn't say even half a word. All his energy was on this person. At this time, Shang Jue's body had a faint fiery red light.
He was dizzy from time to time, and two pea-sized flames lit up in his eye sockets.
That was the Fire Eye Golden Qing Spiritual Technique. Perhaps it was because of the exchange of spiritual techniques with Feng Jueyu that Shang Jue could barely hold on until now.
When the man in gray appeared behind him, Shang Jue also noticed it. There was a touch of shock and surprise on his steady expression. Shang Jue twisted the wheel of the cart with both hands and was about to pull out to the left. At the same time, the Saint Armor Leveler
The layers of support were actually prepared with two hands, one layer inside and one outside.
But even so, he was not as fast as the man in gray. Seeing that the ghost claw was about to land on Shang Jue's head, Feng Jueyu knew that it was too late. He couldn't help but made a handprint on his chest, and then spoke
A thunderous cry came out from the god of bloom: "Go!"
Snapped!
The two fireballs at the fingertips shot towards the man in gray with strong flame tail marks one after the other. This move did not directly stop the ghost claw, but instead used the method of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao to directly hit the opponent's armpit.
…
Of course, for a character whose skill is obviously far superior to Shang Jue, two fireballs are far from enough. After drinking up the fireballs, Feng Jueyu quickly threw out the Yuanyang Golden Sword.
So two fireballs blasted towards the armpits of the man in gray one after another, and two golden beams of light surrounded the man from the left and right. In this way, the four attacks were launched smoothly, and the man in gray had no choice but to
He let out a surprised cry and retracted the extended ghost claw. He opened his hands and knocked the fireball away with two bangs.
It is obvious that this person's cultivation level has reached a certain level by using his physical palm to defeat the spiritual method. Feng Jueyu is unable to do it now anyway, but it is precisely because of his intervention that the ghost claws of the man in gray are retracted.
After returning, Shang Jue was lucky enough to escape from the opponent's claws.
As for the two golden knives at the back, the man didn't dare to catch them with his hands. He jumped up from the ground and waved his ghost claws in front of him, creating a large wind curtain, like a golden steel wall that shook the golden knives back.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Jueyu jumped out with a vigorous step, holding the handle of Shang Jue's wheelchair with both hands, and fought hard to rescue old man Shang from the crisis.
The brief confrontation can be described as lightning and flint. Although Feng Jueyu's continuous offensive with spiritual magic and jade weapons was not his strongest killing move, it used 80% to 90% of his skill.
Only then did he rescue Shang Jue, but the man opposite him obviously didn't realize that Feng Jueyu was stronger than Shang Jue. After the third doubt, he actually didn't attack but slowly floated less than one meter above the ground.
He looked at Feng Jueyu playfully.
"Haha, Yunjian Tianmen is really rich in talents. Your methods are much better than Shang Xiaoer's."
Feng Jueyu ignored him and dragged the wheelchair behind him. Only then did he realize that Shang Jue's face was pale, his head was cloudy, he was very tired, and he was breathing heavily.
His divine power was extremely messy. It is conceivable that if Feng Jueyu hadn't arrived in time just now, Shang Jue's life would have been in danger in a short while.
At this time, he was adjusting his breath with all his strength with his eyes closed, his face trembling uncontrollably. Feng Jueyu saw that Shang Jueyu was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to the man and shouted: "Who are you, and why are you in my Yunjian Tianmen?"
make trouble?"
"Haha." After hearing this, the man laughed wildly several times and said to himself: "Everyone who meets me asks me who I am. I really don't know what I mean. Are you qualified?" He said and looked at Feng Jue.
Yu, because he was wearing a mask, Feng Jueyu couldn't see his expression, but from his tone, he could tell that this man was arrogant and arrogant. He didn't take anyone seriously at all.
I saw this person say: "Baby, seeing that you are young and your cultivation is not weak, I think you have already entered the Xuanxu realm. Alas, it is a pity. If you hadn't met me, you would have been able to enter the realm within fifty years."
Xuanzhaojing, it’s a pity that you met me. Those who meet the old lady will never survive, just like those who died before.”
Feng Jueyu's eyes burst out with a light full of resentment. Sure enough, this person was the one who killed the disciples of Yunjian. He took a step forward, and with a sudden burst of divine power, an unafraid anger rolled towards Huiyi.
The man said in a hateful voice: "From the tone of your words, you are also a respectable person. However, you secretly attacked and plotted against our disciples. Is this the capital of your pretentiousness? It's really ridiculous."
The man's breath twitched, and his eyes couldn't help but darken. Indeed, using his identity and wearing a mask to sneak attack a few disciples of Yunjian Tianmen was indeed not a glorious act, but after all, he still had people he was afraid of. Thinking about Yunjian Tianmen
He was so famous in the southern realm, how could there not be a few top masters in the mountains? If it weren't for the favor he owed others, he would not be willing to be an enemy of Yun Jian, so when he came out this time, he deliberately wore a mask.
However, Feng Jueyu's words hit him where it hurts. The man's face suddenly froze, and his tone became cold and ruthless. He snorted coldly: "Humph, a yellow-mouthed kid with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I won't waste time with you."
Talk, I never leave the whole corpse behind when I kill people, but there is an exception today. But since it is not easy for you to practice, I will give you a chance today. If you tell me where Feng Jueyu is enshrined in Shenchen Peak, not only can I keep you
For one life, the pretty old man who just died can also be spared."
The pretty boy in his mouth refers to Sheng Junqian. From this sentence, Feng Jueyu felt angrily at the cruelty of the man in gray. It seemed that he would not even let go of Sheng Junqian's body unless he told what he wanted to know.
"Huh?" When Feng Jueyu heard this, his lungs exploded with anger. He felt that this person came to find him. This person would kill people everywhere when he came. Could he be his enemy?
Feng Jueyu couldn't understand. The only enemies surrounding him in Hongtu were the two from Changchun Valley and Ning Yao. When had he offended someone again?
He looked at Shang Jue doubtfully, and Shang Jue finally took a breath. Feeling Feng Jueyu's questioning eyes, the old man nodded calmly: "You heard me right, he is here just for you."
"You are Feng Jueyu." The person opposite was not stupid. He locked his energy on Feng Jueyu just by hearing these words.
Feng Jueyu still had a lot of doubts in his heart. He didn't know why the other party came to find him, and he would kill people at every turn. Feng Jueyu took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am the person you are looking for.
Who are you? Why did you come to me?"
The man in gray laughed loudly, and the laughter was like the cry of a night owl, which was extremely unpleasant: "Haha, you really can't find anything after wearing iron shoes, and it's not a waste of effort to get here. Why did I come to you? You ask me why I came to you? I can tell you,
You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and I'm here to collect your body."
Now that things have happened, Feng Jueyu is too lazy to waste words with the other party. This person comes with a mask. If you want to ask him who sent him, he will definitely not tell, so he can only see Zhenzhang under his command. Feng Jueyu's pupils flashed.
Shrinking, he said coldly: "I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill Feng."
"Haha, you have such a loud tone. I have seen people like you a lot. In the end, they all became ghosts in my hands. Feng Jueyu, if you can die in my hands, you can be considered as someone who has cultivated in several lifetimes.
It's your blessing, let's die." After saying this, the man in gray stood up and rushed towards Feng Jueyu.
At this moment, Shang Jue's voice reached Feng Jueyu's ears: "Little friend Feng, be careful, it is very likely that he is a strong person in the Xuanzhao realm."