Han Zhao, one of the Overlords of the Nine Halls, ranked ninth, is the youngest among the brothers and the weakest in cultivation, but even so, Han Zhao also has the cultivation of the mortal body breath realm.
The Overlord of the Nine Palaces has always been mysterious. In fact, among the brothers, only Han Hao has the cultivation level of Pure Embryo Realm. Apart from this, the second eldest brother Han Dong and the sixth eldest brother Han Qi are the strongest, and their cultivation base has reached the Immortality Realm. The other brothers are
With the help of the three people, they have all reached the fetal breath realm. According to the number of strong men from the major forces in the battlefields of all realms, the Overlord Palace is indeed the most mysterious and powerful one. Even the Colorful Xia Valley has always been the most mysterious one.
Don't dare to provoke them easily.
Being at the pinnacle of the battlefields of all realms for a long time has determined the Nine Palaces Overlord's domineering personality, which is why Han Zhao bullied the "weak" in front of the gate of Colorful Xia Mountain.
Of course, he didn't know that person was Feng Jueyu. The most pitiful thing was that the retribution came so quickly.
A sharp mantra handprint was captured in the air without any warning before, startling Han Zhao who was searching in the woods.
"Who? Dare to attack your grandfather."
"If you don't use your words, you should be beaten."
Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, and dropped the Liuhe Yanzi Jue without emotion, directly blasting towards Han Zhao's Tianling Cap.
Although this move was cruel, Feng Jueyu knew that Han Zhao would not be beaten to death so easily. Sure enough, at the same time as the Yanzi handprint fell, Han Zhao's body lit up with the light of the holy armor, and at the same time, a beam of light shot into the sky.
Bright white light spurted upward from his palms.
"Open it for me."
boom!
The two handprints collided in mid-air, and there was a deafening thunder. Feng Jueyu's heart sank slightly, feeling the overwhelming power coming out, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
Both are strong men in the Fetal Breath Realm, but Han Zhao is much more powerful than Wu Ji. His palm techniques are very domineering, and he has the potential to compete with the sky. He has a strength of tens of thousands of kilograms and is unstoppable.
If I hadn't used the Liuhe Yanzi Jue right up front, I'm afraid I would have suffered a loss.
Feng Jueyu jumped up and retreated, and a few of them hung on the treetops. Dingqing looked at Han Zhao below.
Compared to Feng Jueyu's surprise, Han Zhao's heart could only be described as shocked. The Overlord of the Nine Palaces cultivated the indestructible body of the Vajra and did not have much experience in general spiritual arts. Several brothers practiced the same thing.
This technique, called the Diamond Shock Shield Technique, emphasizes the cultivation of the physical body. Otherwise, he would not be able to block Feng Jueyu's extremely destructive mantra mudra.
The moment he was attacked by a sneak attack, Han Zhao subconsciously used all his strength. However, the opponent's mantra hand seal was so powerful that he almost spit out blood with just one palm strike. The holy armor on his body was shattered. Even so, he still couldn't resist.
Only when your feet were about a foot deep did you gain stability.
Shocked, Han Zhao looked up at Feng Jueyu in surprise, his eyes bulging: "Is it you? Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, look for..."
"Shut up."
Just as Han Zhao was about to call someone, Feng Jueyu swooped down like a big bird, and the sword tactics began to move. Dozens of golden sword lights surrounded Han Zhao. The sharp sword light was overwhelming and made Han Zhao shut up.
.
"You brat, you attacked me unexpectedly. How can you be considered a hero?"
Feng Jueyu smiled disdainfully and said coldly, "How can you be an upright gentleman when you bully a weak cultivator?" He still remembered the incident when he was pushed by Han Zhao in front of the Colorful Xia Mountain. Feng Da
Who is the killer? Is he recommended in vain?
"When did I..." Han Zhao was about to quibble, but suddenly he remembered the dispute he had with a group of weak people who were not in his eyes in Colorful Xiagu. He immediately thought of Yue Qingshan who was pushed by him.
Dongfu disciple: "It's you..."
"Remember? It's too late." Feng Jueyu smiled faintly, and the sword skills turned wildly. The strong wind that tore the air turned into a huge meat grinder driven by the sword light, drowning Han Zhao in the sky full of swords.
In the shadow.
Feng Jueyu's divine power was vomiting crazily, as if it was endless. The sword light was knocked away by Han Zhao and reappeared one after another. However, after a while, Han Zhao was exhausted and could only beg for mercy: "Stop, don't fight, I
Give up."
"Is it okay to just admit defeat?" Feng Jueyu said, "This is not a martial arts competition. If you admit defeat, you will be let go."
With his divine power activated, he immediately intensified the power of the Twenty-Four Swords. After a lingering wind swept away the fallen leaves, Han Zhao had at least dozens of holes on his body. Feng Jueyu saw the opportunity and jumped down, using a Liuhe Yanzi Jue
The mantra handprint slapped Han Zhao heavily on his body.
Wow!
This palm was so powerful that Han Zhao vomited blood, flew backwards, and was seriously injured.
Feng Jueyu didn't stop, and rushed to Han Zhao's side with several leaps, and gently slapped him on the back of the head...
Snapped!
Han Zhao struggled and was knocked unconscious.
Feng Jueyu used this palm extremely skillfully. He did not kill Han Zhao, and at the same time he was able to hit him so hard that he would not be able to recover for at least a few months. Immediately, he stood up with Han Zhao who was unconscious and headed towards him quickly.
Sweeping into the cave...
At this moment, the seventh and eighth sons of the Han family, who heard the sound of a fierce fight, rushed over. They saw Feng Jueyu carrying their ninth brother from a distance and rushing away, and they couldn't help but be shocked.
"Lao Jiu was caught?"
"Asshole, Feng, I'm not done with you."
"Feng Jueyu, stop right here."
Feng Jueyu's divine light magic disc was on his body. How could he not see the seventh and eighth sons of the Han family coming over, but he ignored them at all and fled as fast as lightning. After a while, he fled to the vicinity of the cave and plunged into the cave again.
I won’t go out either.
In the cave, Yan Hongyue did not escape, which made Feng Jueyu very depressed. When the former saw that he had kidnapped another person, he couldn't help but wonder: "How can you bring someone back?"
"Why didn't you leave?" Feng Jueyu asked doubtfully.
Yan Hongyue snorted and said with a cold face: "I'm not that stupid. Hongzhen spread the news that my father has "Tongtian Xuanlu". There are many people looking for me. I won't go out to find death."
Huh? Isn’t this witch stupid?
Feng Jueyu was shocked when he heard that "Tongtian Xuanlu" was of great importance. Now everyone knows that Yan Dong has "Tongtian Xuanlu". He also pities his daughter very much. If Yan Hongyue escapes, she might not be caught.
If the big forces like Colorful Xiagu, Wuyoudan Mansion, and Overlord Palace are caught, they will meet some people who are willing to take risks and become enemies of Yan Dong for the sake of "Tongtian Xuanlu". At that time, Yan Hongyue will live or die.
It’s hard to say.
After putting Han Zhao down, Feng Jueyu quickly took out an iron lock from Hong Yuan's space and tied him tightly. Normally, it would be impossible for the iron lock to lock Han Zhao, but now Han Zhao has passed out.
Even if he was not unconscious, he still couldn't exert any strength, because his physical body, meridians, and even the body of Yang Shen and Shen Nian were severely injured by Feng Jueyu, and even moving would be fatal.
After tying up Han Zhao, Han Zhao also woke up. Seeing that he was tied up, his lungs exploded with anger: "Feng Jueyu, let me go, or I want you to look good."
Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes as if he didn't hear anything. With a thought, he drew out the Great Sage King's arm bone sword and swung out a beam of sword light. With a pop, he severed Han Zhao's hand tendon, causing blood to flow out.
Ah~
"You broke my hand tendon... Brat, I'm not done with you." Han Zhao yelled, and Feng Jueyu's cold-blooded methods made Yan Hongyue, who had always been unconvinced, tremble.
When one's cultivation has reached the realm of dust transformation, breaking a hand tendon is nothing at all. There are many healing holy wounds in the world that can restore hand tendons and hamstrings, but it will hurt after all if someone picks a broken hand tendon. This Han Zhao was obviously seriously injured by Feng Jueyu.
Before, it was impossible to use the source of divine power to recover. He could only scream in pain.
This is not something ordinary people can endure. If Feng Jueyu doesn't heal Han Zhao's injuries, without the source of divine power to protect his body, Han Zhao will be just like a mortal, and he can bleed just by bleeding. It seems that this surname
The wind is really not that vicious.
Yan Hongyue looked at Feng Jueyu with his mouth closed, and began to reassess the Feng Jueyu who had taken away her.
"Feng Jueyu, come out here."
"Feng Jueyu, kidnapping people and threatening them, why are you so heroic?"
At this time, Han Kun, the seventh eldest son of the Han family, and Han Dou, the eighth eldest son of the Han family, were shouting and cursing outside. Listening to the sounds coming from far and near, they seemed to be about to break through the hole and enter.
Feng Jueyu picked up Han Zhao, who was still crying for his father and mother, like a chicken, and quickly came to the entrance of the cave, just in time to meet Han Kun and Han Dou who were chasing him.
Han Kun and Han Dou were about to rush inside when they suddenly saw Feng Jueyu running out, carrying someone in his hand. It was their ninth brother, and they were stunned.
When they saw that Han Zhao's wrist was bleeding with blood and he had not used his divine power to stop the bleeding, the two of them stood still as if they were electrocuted.
"Feng Jueyu, what did you do to my ninth brother?" The two gritted their teeth, pointed at Han Zhao's wrist with resentment, and asked loudly.
Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, and said, "What did you do? Can't you see?"
"Damn it, how dare you..."
"do not move."
Feng Jueyu's hand holding Han Zhao's wrist was slightly forceful, and blood spattered out. Han Kun and Han Dou were so frightened that they jumped up in the air. They said with a mixture of shame and anger: "Feng Jueyu, let my ninth brother go."
"Let him go? How can it be so easy?" Feng Jueyu was gloomy and happy: "It took a lot of effort to get him to the door, but to let him go like this, Feng must be so sorry for this brother."
Han Kun and Han Dou stood there, the muscles on their faces twitching with anger. This is good. They finally found someone. In the end, they also found a brother. This guy would not threaten Bawangdian to help him do things.
Bar.
Feng Jueyu chuckled, and before the two of them opened their mouths, he said: "Hey, it seems that I have two prisoners now, which is a good thing. Let's see, I think it will be very difficult for the Demon Saint to deal with Hong Zhen, you two
If you don’t want Han Zhao to die, go back and tell Han Hao and ask him to help Yan Dong get the Divine Branch of Reincarnation for me, and I will let Han Zhao go. What do you think of this idea?"
After hearing Feng Jueyu's words, Han Kun and Han Dou's faces turned uglier than bitter melon.