After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, the scene became quiet for a while.
"You bastard, he actually came here for the Divine Branch of Reincarnation?" Hong Zhen's eyes lit up in astonishment, and he seemed to realize something, and asked: "Did Yunkong ask you to come?"
"Yunkong?" Feng Jueyu was also stunned. The person who requested him was obviously Yiming, so why was it Yunkong? Who was Yunkong?
Feng Jueyu was too lazy to ask who Yunkong was. He pointed at Hongzhen and asked, "Why are you asking so many questions? Do you still want the "Tongtian Xuanlu"?"
Such a frivolous and arrogant inquiry would be of little concern to ordinary people, but Feng Jueyu was speaking to Hong Zhen, the leader of the most powerful force in the battlefields of all realms, and naturally aroused a lot of anger and scolding.
When the thousands of Colorful Xiagu disciples standing in the square heard these words, they immediately exploded...
"How dare you, who do you think you are? How dare you talk to our Valley Master like that."
"You bastard, this kid is too arrogant. He is so arrogant at the peak of Chongyang. He is simply impatient to live."
"Feng Jueyu, I heard that you killed Dotianliu. I am ranked sixty-sixth as the Lord of Hundred Wars. I'm here to meet you." Several Chongyang Peak powerhouses who claimed to have the title of Lord of Hundred Wars kept flying out,
Within a moment, more than a dozen people stood in front of Feng Jueyu.
"Kill him, kill him."
Thousands of shouts and voices of support came from the square, and tens of thousands of cultivators were filled with indignation. It seemed that Feng Jueyu was not here for the Divine Branch of Reincarnation at all, but instead came to challenge their beliefs.
Anyway, it’s someone who doesn’t have Feng Jueyu.
Seeing fourteen and five peak Chongyang masters standing a hundred meters in front of him, Feng Jueyu slapped his forehead in frustration.
"Idiot." He murmured, and with a slight shake of his left hand, he threw out the arm bone of the Great Sage King. In the flash of golden light, a long golden sword came out of his hand.
Feng Jueyu didn't move where he was. The twenty-four sword techniques he had mastered for thousands of years used his divine power to control the Great Sage King's arm bone sword. He appeared in front of the fourteen so-called Lords of Hundred Battles at lightning speed.
Turn into a hundred swords...
Just as the sound of swish, swish, and bursts of sword energy rising into the air resounded, more than a hundred golden long swords trapped the fourteen Lords of Hundred Battles firmly in the sword array.
Feng Jueyu turned his wrist and raised his fingers, a strange light flashed between his eyebrows, and then, more than a hundred long swords began to dance rapidly around the fourteen people.
Ding ding...dang ding...
A fierce clash of weapons and iron resounded continuously, and along with the flash of golden light, fluffy bright red blood arrows were continuously shot out from the sword array.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
The autumn wind blows in the sky, and the sword swings through the nine heavens.
A shocking and harsh sound of attack suddenly came, and within a moment, all fourteen peak Chongyang masters who were called the Lords of Hundred Wars were destroyed.
Blood and residual limbs splashed wantonly in the sky, flew away, and fell onto the square. In the blink of an eye, the ground in the square was dyed as deep red as a pool of blood.
A miserable howl followed, and the fourteen masters in the sky, the Yangshen, fled in all directions as if frightened.
"Want to leave? Just be the first bird from the beginning." Feng Jueyu smiled coldly, clenched his palms, and more than a hundred long swords suddenly gathered in the middle. The sharp sword light was overwhelming, and there was no way for Yang Shen to escape.
After the sharp sword light swept across, the fourteen masters once again screamed for the last time in their lives, and disappeared into thin air.
"The title of Lord of Hundred Wars is no longer suitable for me."
After killing fourteen Lords of Hundred Battles instantly, Feng Jueyu twirled his wrist and retracted the golden sword. From beginning to end, he didn't even move a single step. He killed with such decisiveness that all the practitioners in the audience were turned to stone.
With one move, fourteen Chong Yang Peaks were wiped out...
quiet!
The deathly silence spread in all directions like a plague, with an unstoppable trend. Tens of thousands of cultivators in the square, monks from all realms and battlefields from all over the mountains and plains came to watch the Demon Slaying Conference from a distance, and the protectors of all major forces.
None of the elders or the famous leaders could say anything.
Killing fourteen Chongyang Peaks with one move is not impossible, but there are definitely only a handful of people here who can do it.
Taoist Rainbow Xiagu Hongzhen, Han Hao, the Overlord of the Nine Halls of the Overlord Hall, Wuyouzi of the Wuyoudan Mansion, and Demon Saint Yan Dong are all strong men who can achieve Feng Jueyu's level.
But even so, people couldn't believe that Feng Jueyu, who was chased like a lost dog by countless forces in the demonic camp a year ago, had become so terrifying.
Those are fourteen living strong men. Put together, they can easily destroy a small world of bliss.
Put in front of Feng Jueyu, he turned into a chicken and a dog.
Vulnerable.
What's going on? How could this guy be so perverted?
Isn't it rumored that he is the Lord of Hundred Wars?
Why does the Lord of Hundred Wars have the strength to transform into dust?
Unbelievable questions emerged from the crowd one after another. Everyone present was shocked and speechless by Feng Jueyu's terrifying cultivation level.
"Breakthrough?"
The people who knew Feng Jueyu best among the crowd were Fang Moshan and Chu Zhen, but they were also extremely surprised when they saw this scene.
A year ago in front of Tianma Platform, he didn't have such a cultivation level. How could he become as powerful as Sisi after not seeing him for a year?
Fang Moshan and Chu Zhen looked at each other, and a thought came to their minds at the same time: Did he hide his strength a year ago?
Thoughts flashed across their minds, and the two of them suddenly felt ridiculous again. If Feng Jueyu had the level of cultivation he has now, why would he be chased around by them?
It seems that he has made a breakthrough recently.
But this is unlikely. The name Feng Jueyu has only appeared on the battlefields of all realms for a long time. In the past, I heard that when he first debuted, he was just a kid who had just realized the Yang God.
In just a few years, it has grown to this point?
The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, and suddenly their throats felt a little dry.
It's terrible. In a few years, from the Chongyang realm, you can easily kill as many as fourteen Chongyang peak experts. Is this guy the reincarnation of a god?
Fang Moshan and Chu Zhen looked at Luo Fei in disbelief. For the first time in their lives, they had the thought of being powerless and decadent. If this was really the case, this person would be terrible.
The two of them thought, unable to contain the fear in their hearts. They looked at Hongzhen silently, trembled their lips, and closed their mouths again.
They were simply unable to use normal thinking to judge such a horrific incident.
"cough!"
The silence in the square seemed to have no end. Feng Jueyu waited for a while, and when no one spoke, he coughed lightly and said very calmly: "Why are you all looking at me? Hongzhen, I am asking you something, do you still want it?"
No more "Tong Tian Xuan Lu"?"
When he asked, most of the people in Colorful Xiagu vomited blood in anger. What kind of bullshit question was this? He took the witch and asked Taoist Hongzhen if he wanted "Tongtian Xuanlu". Is there such a question?
Hong Zhen frowned deeply, squeezed into a ripple, and said in a deep voice: "You brat, you have such a loud tone, do you know what the Divine Branch of Reincarnation means to me?"
Hearing this, Feng Jueyu sneered and said: "I don't care what you mean, it doesn't matter if you don't give it to me." He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, turned to look at Demon Saint Yan Dong, and said: "Master Demon Saint,
You must be aware of my intention, Hongzhen seems not to want to hand over the Divine Branch of Reincarnation, could you please ask the Demon Saint to do it for you?"
"What?"
When everyone heard this, they were so angry that this guy actually wanted to use Yan Dong to deal with Hongzhen.
Kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Yes, Feng Jueyu did have this intention.
Dealing with Hongzhen? If he were to fight alone, Feng Jueyu might give it a try, but unfortunately the situation at the scene did not allow him to do so. At this moment, everyone's goal is "Tongtian Xuanlu", and he is the only one who wants it.
The divine branch of reincarnation.
The handle is Yan Dong's. If you don't rely on Yan Dong, who can you rely on?
Yan Dong's three-transformation transformation of the demon has not dissipated, and the word majestic cannot be overstated for his body that is several feet tall. He glared at Feng Jueyu with eyes as big as the sun, and replied with a voice like bells and drums: "
Young man, seeing that your cultivation is not weak and your vision is not bad, you should know that even if you want to use me to deal with Hongzhen, I may not be completely sure."
"I knew you would say that." Feng Jueyu chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter, if you can't beat me, you can find someone. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry, but please keep one thing in mind, Lord Demon Saint, if you can't get the reincarnation
If it’s Shenzhi, I can’t guarantee your daughter’s safety.”
Feng Jueyu said, jumped up, took Yan Hongyue into the sky, and said in a clear voice: "Master Demon Saint, I only give you one month. It's up to you how to choose. Goodbye."
Feng Jueyu said and was about to leave.
At this moment, Wuyouzi and the Han brothers gathered around him.
"How can it be so easy to leave?"
Feng Jueyu paused and said without any fear: "Lord Demon Saint, it seems that someone doesn't want me to leave."
"Roar!"
Yan Dong was furious and let out a roar that shook the sky: "Whoever dares to touch him will blame me for being rude." As he said this, he clenched his fist and said in a hateful voice: "How about I exchange "Tongtian Xuanlu" with you?"
Feng Jueyu glanced across the audience and said: "Young Master, what you just got is fake. Even if it is real, I don't dare to take it. But if you really want to trade, you can go to Taoist Priest Hongzhen."
, wouldn’t it be easier to change to the Divine Branch of Reincarnation..."
"Ha ha……"
Feng Jueyu laughed wildly, swung his body, and suddenly broke out in the direction of Demonic Ridge. His body was like lightning. Feng Jueyu ran away and said loudly: "Master Demonic Saint, if I am surrounded by people, I will
I really can’t protect Miss Yan’s safety, haha.”
It was obvious that Feng Jueyu did not want to stay for a long time, but wanted to leave first with the help of Yan Dong.
Yes, the number of experts present was indeed terrifying, but Feng Jueyu believed that as long as Yan Dong cared about his daughter, he would be able to ensure his own safety.
Sure enough, just when Feng Jueyu flew into the range of Motian Ridge, before Han Hao and others could surround him, Yan Dong was so furious that he fired the magic weapon and blasted it at Han Hao and others.
"Let him go. If anyone dares to stop him, I will never stand against him."