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Chapter 1181 One hell, hundreds of ghosts cry

 The two of them talked and laughed and ran under the abyss. They were as fast as the wind and passed through the gaps like lightning. They were so fast that it was amazing. People often say that when men and women work together, they will not be tired at work. This is a classic saying, but now in the wind

From Jue Yu's point of view, meeting an opponent in chess and encountering a good talent is also exciting.

Zhao Wudi's movement was not as ethereal as the wind, but he was like running thunder and climbing clouds, moving with thunder and wind. As they ran, the two of them passed through the thick black fog, breathing in the earth's Yin energy, and were not affected at all. Although Zhao Wudi's face

He was also wrapped in a layer of faint black energy, but his speed was still fast. It is impossible to say that the two of them were somewhat interested in competing, but neither of them fell behind, which showed that the strength of the two was almost the same.

Feng Jueyu admired Zhao Wudi's physical skills and realized that his own cultivation level was not weak. From this point of view, Zhao Wudi and Wu Buyong might be on the same level.

No wonder he didn't have a good attitude towards Wu Buyong before, Daqingrenjia was never afraid of Wu Buyong at all.

Feng Jueyu was surprised, but Zhao Wudi was even more surprised. He did like Feng Jueyu's true temperament and lack of pretense, but in terms of cultivation, he believed that this was a guy who had just broken through to Xuanzhao, so he wanted to borrow it.

Let's test Feng Jueyu's foundation by competing in physical skills and endurance.

Zhao Wudi was even more surprised at this test. The cloud and mist movements and the wind and sand movements that Feng Jueyu sometimes showed were not weak, and sometimes they had magical effects in spiritual techniques. However, the emergence of the two original divine powers of water and earth made Zhao Wudi...

They were so surprised that the two of them ran around. It didn't look like they were looking for clues at all, but rather it was an endurance competition.

After several miles passed by, Zhao Wudi finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Brother Feng has cultivated his own spiritual power?"

"It's true that Feng is not talented. He had a chance to realize the original divine power of the Five Elements on his own in the past. After practicing until now, he has achieved a little success."

These words were heard in Zhao Wudi's ears, but like being struck by lightning, this is still a small success. If you succeed, you won't be able to throw me out of the sky.

Zhao Wudi clicked his tongue in surprise and looked at Feng Jueyu, really not knowing what to say: "This kind of opportunity that only comes once in a million years can happen to you. Your luck is really not that good."

Feng Jueyu smiled and said nothing. In fact, he wanted to say that my luck was not only good, but that it was not good at all.

The two of them walked and stopped at the bottom of the abyss, searching for possible clues. However, the bottom of the abyss was wet and muddy, and the wind was blowing. The thorns and branches were blown everywhere, on the ground, on the treetops, and in the depressions.

There are countless footprints and traces on the slopes. It is really difficult to tell which one is left by the black shadow.

You must know that there are quite a lot of cultivators at the bottom of the abyss at this moment. There are tens of thousands of people sent by the Wu Sect alone. Although not all of them may come down, the number is at least more than a thousand, and those with some skills will basically come down.

We are looking for clues, and there are spiritual beasts that appear at the bottom of the abyss. Even if someone leaves any traces, they are not covered up. It is really difficult to find the whereabouts of the black shadow.

After frantically searching for a while at the bottom of the abyss, Zhao Wudi stopped tiredly and said angrily: "Damn it, I really shouldn't have let that guy escape."

Feng Jueyu meandered along a row of clear footprints, and then gave up as he walked, because he didn't know what kind of fight he had gone through before, and the feet of humans and spiritual beasts of various sizes appeared. It was estimated that it would not be long before

They had gone through a fierce battle before, leaving the footprints of at least six people. In this way, the clues they found were of no use value.

At this moment, a ray of silver light shot out not far away and headed straight for Zhao Wudi. Zhao Wudi was cursing and had no clue when suddenly murderous intent approached him. He immediately let out a low drink and raised the big knife in his hand.

A sound shook the silver light away.

"Why don't you show up quickly, little rat?"

As soon as he shouted, Feng Jueyu also cast his gaze over, and at this moment, two completely different yet identical voices of surprise rang out from the dark corner opposite.

"Huh? It's not that black monkey."

I dare others to mistake Zhao Wudi for a black monkey.

Zhao Wudi was so angry that he cursed: "Come out here." He then raised his knife to kill.

"Don't do anything, I'm Ouyang Mingfei and Ouyang Mingxiao of Haoyu Tianmen."

"People from Haoyu Tianmen?"

Zhao Wudi and Feng Jueyu were stunned at the same time. Zhao Wudi stepped back a few steps and saw two figures walking out of the darkness. With the help of the golden eyes and the fire folds lit by the other party, Feng Jueyu and Feng Jueyu looked alike.

There were three to four similarities, and they were all wearing Haoyu Tianmen's clothes. After walking out slowly, one of them, a tall and thin man named Dingqing, took a look and recognized Zhao Wudi.

"It turns out to be Senior Zhao. Why did Senior also come to Sanming Bridge?"

It seems that Zhao Wudi is quite famous in the southern border, and even people from Haoyu Tianmen know him.

"Ouyang Mingfei, Ouyang Mingxiao, why are you here too?"

Zhao Wudi was quite surprised when they met in a different place, but Feng Jueyu was even more surprised. He blurted out to Zhao Wudi: "Could it be that Haoyu Tianmen has also been stolen?"

The two people who walked out of the darkness were startled at the same time, and turned to Feng Jueyu: "Who are you?"

Zhao Wudi replied on behalf of Feng Jueyu: "This is Brother Feng Jueyu, the elder of the Yunjian inner sect. You should call me senior."

"Feng Jueyu?"

The two of them were obviously stunned, and then Ouyang Mingfei said: "It turns out that you are the Feng worshiper who won four Yang Yang fairy fruits in one fell swoop. Huh? Isn't the Wind worshiper the worshiper of Shenchen Peak? When did you become the worshiper?

The Yunjian inner sect is an elder."

"Sacrifice at Shenchen Peak? Yang-making Society?" Zhao Wudi glanced at Feng Jueyu in surprise, and suddenly said: "Didn't the Yang-making Fairy Society just ended a few months ago? Brother Feng, you..."

When he said this, Feng Jueyu smiled and nodded, and Zhao Wudi sighed in despair. Only then did he realize that Feng Jueyu did not lie to him. He had broken through the Xuanzhao realm not long ago, but this short time

In a short period of time, others can actually compete with him. How did he cultivate?

Zhao Wudi felt that he had encountered too many weird facts today, especially after meeting Feng Jueyu, one shock after another kept hitting his heart. If his heart was not strong enough, he would have been shocked.

Caused death.

This is a pervert. In just a few years, he went from entering the dust to Xuanzhao, and Xuanzhao suddenly became comparable to the top masters in the southern region in less than a month. Why is it so unreasonable?

Zhao Wudi really wanted to ask God why he was so unfair to others and why he cultivated so fast.

But later, Zhao Wudi also figured it out. Geniuses are meant to make people jealous. In front of Feng Jueyu, anything can happen. It’s better to be okay with it. Otherwise, hehe, he will vomit blood just by being stimulated.

of.

Zhao Wudi shook his head impatiently, changed his subject and said, "What is Elder Feng asking you?"

Ouyang Mingfei and Ouyang Mingxiao looked similar, but they were very reluctant. Zhao Wudi didn't understand the reason, but they knew very well that Feng Jueyu was the one who snatched away Ouyang Mingdong from the Yang meeting not long ago.

Ouyang Mingdong was very upset and angry because of the guy who stole the last two Yang-making Fairy Fruits. After he returned home, he went into seclusion to study. Then he got seriously ill and caused injustice among the whole family.

Even today, people from Haoyu Tianmen came.

Ouyang Mingfei and Ouyang Mingxiao only have the strength close to Xuanxu Realm. They should indeed call out their seniors, but because of their old grudge, the two are extremely reluctant. However, Zhao Wudi has said everything, and the two of them can't lose any face.

If he refused, the two of them immediately cupped their hands and said, "Senior Feng."

Feng Jueyu waved his hands, and the two of them said to Zhao Wuwu: "As Senior Feng said, a mysterious man sneaked into our sect not long ago and stole the Seven Star Sword. We were ordered to follow him here. Senior Zhao, on this cliff

At this time, all the heroes are gathered together. Could it be that every house has been robbed by bandits?"

The words had already been spoken, and Zhao Wudi had nothing to hold back, so he immediately said: "Hmph, even Haoyu Tianmen has been stolen, that thief is really bold."

Feng Jueyu thought for a moment and said, "Brother Zhao, do you think this matter is extremely strange?"

Zhao Wudi looked at Feng Jueyu: "Did Brother Feng think of something?"

Feng Jueyu said: "The thief went to various caves and mountain gates at the same time and stole precious treasures. If it was really for the treasures, why did he leave all kinds of clues, and these clues also pointed to the Sanming Bridge?

?”

In fact, everyone had guessed these words, but no one had ever mentioned them. However, after Feng Jueyu said them in a rather suspicious tone, Zhao Wudi and the brothers of the Ouyang family were stunned at the same time.

Zhao Wudi said gloomily: "Brother Feng means that the other party intends to lead us here?"

"That's right." Feng Jueyu said: "There are various signs that the strength of the masters sent by the other party to the major caves and Tianmen are unfathomable, but they never make people feel invincible. We are here to pursue them.

But I didn’t find any clues, but I asked everyone to gather at Sanming Bridge. Isn’t this a little too suspicious?”

Ouyang Mingfei took a breath and said: "Senior Tingfeng's words make sense. My uncle also guessed this. That's why we are still on the mountain and haven't come down yet. When we came, there were already many people on the top of the mountain.

People, the eldest grandson Jiang Xue from Zizhulin, Yang Yin from Blind Mountain, senior Wenjun from Yunsongwu... basically everyone who has a good reputation in the southern border has arrived."

"so many people?"

Feng Jueyu was shocked at the same time. Among these people, Feng Jueyu was not unfamiliar with them all. His eldest grandson Jiang Xue and Yang Yin were his old friends. Even they were here. It seemed that this incident was quite suspicious.

.

The four of them stood at the bottom of the abyss, thinking heavily. The more they thought about it, the more terrifying they became. Someone actually called everyone together but didn't show up. Such strange things were simply terrifying.

"There is no other way. Now we can only pursue it all the way. Humph, that man is very clever in his methods. Although I don't know what his purpose is, but now that all the heroes in the Southern Territory are gathered together, I will go and see who dares to challenge the entire Southern Territory.

"

Zhao Wudi's words were indeed very domineering. However, before Feng Jueyu and others could answer, the dark wind under the Sanming Bridge suddenly became stronger. In the dark, there were screams of evil spirits, and there was a faint sound.

It became clear.

"Oops, one hell and a hundred ghosts cry."


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