In the land of bloody storms and long-cherished wishes, six rays of cold light are approaching, as if six sharp blades are forcibly inserted into the battlefield...
At this time, there were still many people besieging Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong, but with this roar, everyone stopped in unison. There is no doubt about Xuanzhao's peak strength, no matter how many people miss Fuyou City Lord
Even if you hold the throne, you don't dare to offend anyone else's power.
The crowd dispersed in an instant and gradually retreated outside the realm of long-cherished wishes. Ren Zunzhi took the lead and flew to the ground. His body gently stabilized on the grass like a dragonfly touching water, seemingly weightless...
Behind him, Ning Shentong, Six-Eyed Ghost Boy, Li Yigou, Fatty Sun, and Shen Wen'e followed closely. When they landed on the ground, they lined up in a row, tightly surrounding Feng Jueyu and the others...
These six people are all at the peak of Xuanzhao's strength, and all of them have extraordinary cultivation. When all six of them arrived together, a huge pressure enveloped the entire audience, and waves of ferocious and terrifying auras continued to press towards Feng Jueyu and Wu.
Not mediocre.
Others don't know Feng Jueyu's physical condition, but he himself knows it very well. Although Feng Jueyu looks like an ordinary peak Xuanzhao strongman on the surface, he actually has thousands of dantians in his body and has fought hard for twenty-nine times.
On that day, even the fierce fighting failed to completely consume his elixir orifices. Although he was very tired at this time, he only needed to take a gentle breath to recover as before.
Of course, facing the pressure of the three major Xuanzhao peaks, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but take a step back. These three auras were radiated by a fat man, a small doll and the guy covered with strips of cloth. They were just a
When they met, Feng Jueyu was at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.
But Feng Jueyu is not afraid. The battle to this day has been one miracle after another for him and Wu Buyong. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Wu Buyong subconsciously used his body to block Zhu Yizhi who was sitting behind him. The two of them were back to back, as if two towering mountains had blocked the violent storm...
Trapped in a tight siege, Feng Jueyu was unafraid and glanced at the people coming by, with a dismissive smile still hanging in the corners of his eyes.
"Who is coming?" He asked aloud, with an arrogant and domineering tone in his voice.
However, the envoy named Ren was not afraid at all. His brows were slightly condensed, and he shouted out a voice of accusation like thunder: "Bold madman, I am the envoy of Ren Zhifu City, and I have been ordered by the city lord to capture the culprit.
If you don't wait, I'll kill you soon."
Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong gently looked at each other sideways, and both laughed out loud. Wu Buyong said: "Haha, you have a very strong voice. Don't you know that Brother Feng and I are already fighting here?
Full term, if you scare me into obediently bowing my head, do we still need to be here? Ren, I don’t care who you are, if you want to take me, Wu Buyong, come here and see Wu’s curves
Do you agree with Daotong?"
Wu Buyong is still the same as before, he never compromises when facing the enemy, and he does not dare to suffer even if he is sharp in words.
After hearing these words, Feng Jueyu didn't care what Ren Zhiming was thinking. He was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. The arrogant Wu Buyong in his mind was finally back.
When Ren Zhiming heard this, he became furious and said in a hateful voice: "I don't know what's good or bad. Since you are bent on seeking death, my envoy will take you in on behalf of the city lord. Six-eyed ghost boy, what are you waiting for? Do you still need my envoy's order?"
The six-eyed ghost boy and others were startled when they heard the words, and then laughed secretly: "Ren Zunshi is right. After all, they are enemies of the underworld. This is not a place where they come just as they say. What do you call
Wu Buyong? People in the underworld call me the Six-Eyed Ghost Boy. I’m here to meet you..."
As soon as the sound of the Six-Eyed Ghost Fairytale fell, he had already disappeared from the spot. In the blink of an eye, a sinister wind suddenly rose, and many masters stood aside, deliberately giving up the formation to the Six-Eyed Ghostly Fairytale.
Feng Jueyu was shocked at first when he saw this, and then felt happy inside. These idiots really didn't know what they were doing here, and they were still in the mood to fight alone. If this is not bad, as long as they survive this day, Lusong will definitely end.
The second test.
"Brother Wu..."
Just as he was about to ask for help, Wu Buyong waved his hand to stop him: "Brother Feng, rest for now and leave this person to me..."
"Six-eyed ghost boy, today I will turn you into a blind ghost boy." Wu Buyong said, holding the knife and rushing forward.
At this time, the critical moment has just arrived. The past month has been extremely dangerous, but it is not as dangerous as the current crisis. Wu Buyong's strength is understandable, but he is exhausted after a long battle. Feng Jueyu is still worried. However, the other party intends to
In a one-on-one challenge, he couldn't deny the opponent's wishes. When he saw Wu Buyong rushing forward to fight with the six-eyed ghost boy, he quickly helped Zhu Yizhi to rest under the pavilion.
Zhu Yizhi is now Wu Buyong's beloved woman. Feng Jueyu does not dare to let her get involved in the danger. After fighting for dozens of days, Zhu Yizhi is also very tired, and his whole body is light and weightless.
I really don't have any strength at all.
But what confused Feng Jueyu was that Zhu Yizhi was not worried about Wu Buyong at all. In addition to a little tenderness, there was more trust without reason in her eyes.
This made Feng Jueyu extremely puzzled. After he had positioned Zhu Yizhi, he turned his attention to the battlefield. At this time, Wu Buyong had already danced his two swords into the cracking wind and killed the six-eyed ghost boy fearlessly.
It can be said that Wu Buyong has fought hard so far. Regardless of physical strength, spiritual power, and spiritual consciousness, he has reached the point of exhaustion. Facing an opponent in perfect condition, there are not many opportunities to gain the upper hand. But what surprised Feng Jueyu is that,
Wu Buyong didn't even have the slightest sense of defense. When he looked away with his swords, the sky was full of shadows of swords and a network of swords rising up, as if the six-eyed ghost boy was about to be enveloped in the net of swords, fighting like a fierce tiger.
A sword light suddenly struck down, and the surrounding air seemed to be split into two. The two exchanged blows for ten times, and Wu Buyong used an extremely sharp sword technique, and his momentum was like a rainbow.
The six-eyed ghost boy's martial arts and martial arts skills on the opposite side were all feminine and deceitful. Seeing that this sword was so powerful, he didn't dare to take it hard. He turned sideways and let the sword light pass, and followed him to raise a short sword that came from nowhere.
The hammer with a bone handle, a skull as the head and a leg bone as the handle, was struck with dark wind and black thunder towards Wu Buyong.
Wu Buyong used a pair of swords. One sword missed the target, and he raised his left hand quickly. Hearing a loud bang, the two swords collided with each other, and countless flaming flying stars suddenly flew out.
The powerful and unparalleled strength was exerted with all their strength. The two of them immediately retreated a few feet, and then were stunned for a moment at the same time.
"Strengthening Technique?" The six-eyed ghost boy's pupils shrank, and he suddenly threw the short-handled bone hammer fiercely. The black light tore through the light with a roar, and instantly hit Wu Buyong in front of him.
The powerful technique among the five elements of earth-based divine power has always been a powerful spiritual method that can double the strength of divine power. The key is that this spiritual method is not only extremely powerful, but also consumes very little. When facing a confrontation, the soul clan, which has always been weak in strength,
Practitioners often cannot withstand such a terrifying blow. Although the six-eyed ghost boy is arrogant, he is not a fool. If Wu Buyong is forced into a desperate situation, he will be unable to turn the tide...
So he threw the short-handled hammer out. There is another way to this hammer, called "Yinfeng Hammer". The effect is similar to that of sword control. The handle of the hammer is made of human bones, and the head of the hammer is a skull. The bone hammer hits,
Suddenly, countless dark winds surged out from it, like a hundred ghosts howling, and clouds of black mist quickly bound Wu Buyong's hands and feet...
Haunted by hundreds of ghosts...
Wu Buyong's whole body movements were restrained and his elbows were restrained. The six-eyed ghost boy laughed loudly: "Ignorant rat, let's see how your grandpa deals with you. Let's see how he moves."
As soon as the six-eyed ghost boy gained the upper hand, his hands were as fast as the wind, and without a hammer in his hands, he put his fists on the ground, and suddenly bursts of cloud and thunder sounds came out.
This cloud thunder is not ordinary cloud thunder, but the phantom Yin thunder of the origin of Zhiyin. There is thunder in the sky, no thunder light, but the thunder is ringing in the ears. The six-eyed ghost boy moves faster than the next, and his body is like a top.
He turned behind Wu Buyong, and raised his old fists fiercely...
At that time, Wu Buyong's hands and feet were tied, and he was struggling with a grin on his face. There was no possibility of resistance. Feng Jueyu and Zhu Yizhi's hearts were in their throats. With this punch, Wu Buyong would not die.
Also seriously injured.
"A strong human being, nothing more than that." The six-eyed ghost boy laughed triumphantly and punched down his fists extremely fiercely.
Seeing that Wu Buyong was about to be injured by this move, at this critical moment, Wu Buyong suddenly stopped and stopped struggling.
Feng Jueyu thought he was wrong. Could it be that Wu Buyong was really willing to die like this?
Won't……
Wu Buyong is not that kind of person.
His heart raced like lightning, and Feng Jueyu's thoughts paused for a moment. A thick earthy yellow light suddenly emerged from Wu Buyong's body. The light seemed to be layered with ripples, rolling out and quickly forming a wave on his body surface.
A thick protective wall.
This protective wall is dozens of layers thick, as if dozens of walls were stacked together. It appeared extremely fast and was completed in an instant...
The six-eyed ghost boy's heavy fist just landed on the protective wall. The six-eyed ghost boy's expression suddenly changed, as if he had eaten two huge bitter melons, and his expression became distorted.
"ah……"
Then, Feng Jueyu heard a scream, and the six-eyed ghost boy rolled back out with trembling hands. His image was extremely painful. It seemed that the punch did not hit Wu Buyong, but instead hit Wu Buyong.
It's like a piece of black iron that has been around for thousands of years.
Counterattack force?
Feng Jueyu's eyes bulged sharply. He looked at the sudden changes just now very carefully. There are inherent protective spiritual methods in earth spiritual methods, but as far as he knows, there is no spiritual method that can completely take over the ten attacks of masters of the same level.
A successful punch, right?
Even if there is one, it is probably a very high-level spiritual method. How could Wu Buyong learn it?
Once the level of spiritual arts reaches a certain level, it is extremely difficult to practice. Even if you have some success, you will not be able to exert one-tenth of it.
Obviously, this is not the spiritual method that Wu Buyong should have?
"Brother Liu has taken action."
Just when Feng Jueyu was extremely confused, Zhu Yizhi suddenly said something incomprehensible.