On the Nine-Bend Heavenly Road, the strong man holding the bell stared straight at Feng Jueyu, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
For thousands of years, every time Mo Ling came to this world, he looked down on mortals with a lofty attitude. Even successful monks were like ants in Mo Ling's eyes.
As a person from Mo Ling, he had never been provoked like this before. The man burst out with anger, and a strong murderous look flashed across his handsome face.
"You bastard, ordinary ants dare to run rampant in front of me. You are really impatient."
The man in black frowned angrily, and after saying this, he slapped his palm again. The huge palm print was like the sky collapsing and the earth was falling. In an instant, the clear sky of Jiuqu Tianlu seemed to be covered with a layer of thick dark clouds.
Thunder snakes surged wildly, blue lightning swam, and under that palm power, there was actually a terrifying magical power.
Tieyu and Lu Yin watched with horror. How could they dare to lean any further at this moment? The two masters and apprentices withdrew. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the process, a big hand grabbed away like lightning and grabbed Lu Yinman's waist.
After holding it in his hand, he immediately exhaled his energy, and with a bang, the iron jade was blown away by a strong force.
"Your mission is completed, you can leave."
The one who took action was a middle-aged man next to the old man.
Tieyu's face instantly turned pale after being hit, but he did not dare to respond, and nodded while moving downwards.
At this moment, the palm of the man in black holding the bell came forward with overwhelming force, and the overwhelming momentum caused Feng Jueyu's robe to tremble wildly...
Feeling the tremendous pressure, Feng Jueyu's pent-up anger surged out like a volcano, and he activated the Liuhe Jue and pounced out like a fierce tiger.
"Catch my family and kill my closest friends. Even the king of heaven, I, won't be able to stay out of it."
In anger, Feng Jueyu jumped up high and struck out at the man one after another with Liuhe Jue's boxing technique.
The Liuhe Jue boxing technique seems to be just an ordinary boxing technique, but after years of practice, Feng Jueyu has always felt that this boxing technique itself contains some powerful magical power. Although he can't explain why, it is understandable.
, this set of boxing techniques can indeed withstand any attack of any nature.
Including the black-clothed palm prints that are fused with thunder and lightning powers, it shouldn't be a problem.
Continuous boxing skills were unleashed one after another, and Feng Jueyu transformed into a violent bear and drove straight in.
Boxing is a form of hand-to-hand combat, and short strikes are the most effective.
Feng Jueyu had been waiting for this day for sixty years, how could he be easily defeated by the opponent's attack?
Under tremendous pressure, Feng Jueyu swam in the lightning rain of thunder snakes, his punches were like overwhelming mountains and the momentum was like the sun shining through the rainbow.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"
Two figures were flying back and forth on Jiuqutian Road, incredibly fast, just like two shadows shuttling back and forth. One punch and one palm, they hit the vital points with every move, and even the strong wind from ten thousand feet high could not get close to them.
The empty energy flowed wildly, and after just a few breaths, countless huge cracks appeared in the space.
The chaotic blades of the void are rushing in wantonly, and the stirring heaven and earth are changing color, and the clouds are turbulent...
Blue clouds rolled and rolled, thunder tore the sky and earth apart, and the entire Jiuqu Tianlu presented a scene of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them fought nearly a hundred moves. There was no sun or moon in a radius of 100 meters. Black light and thunder flashed alternately, even Tieyu who fled far away was frightened and gasped.
Who is Mo Ling? According to past rumors, Mo Ling recruits some of the best geniuses in the world. If you name anyone at random, he will be the hero, and they are not comparable to ordinary people like them.
But Feng Jueyu's strength really surprised Tie Yu. This guy dared to confront Mo Ling's people openly, and he didn't fall behind at all.
Crazy, this world is simply crazy, Feng, I don’t care if you go crazy, don’t involve me.
Tieyu was so frightened that he lowered his head and ran away quickly toward the sea.
But at this moment, a person flew past him like a cannonball. Tieyu subconsciously dodged to the side. Dingqing took a look and saw that it was the strong man in black clothes and holding a bell.
"This... Feng Jueyu actually knocked down Mo Ling's people?" Tie Yu was stunned when Feng Jueyu suddenly flew past him, with such strong momentum that the strong wind on the horizon made his face hurt.
In just a blink of an eye, Feng Jueyu and the man in black disappeared into the vast mist. In the blink of an eye, four figures followed closely from behind.
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At this time in Qingyun Gorge, experts from all sides were looking up at the sky. Deep in the nine-sky sky where the blue clouds were rolling, blue lightning flashed through the sky. In the clouds, everyone had already heard the thunderous explosion, and even more could
I felt that the vitality of heaven and earth was affected and fluctuated violently.
But no one moved at this moment. Futu, Duan Hong, Elder Jing, Qiu Hanyu, and the three soul clansmen were all as if they were petrified. They were feeling the vibration of the vitality of heaven and earth while guessing what happened above Qingyun Gorge.
On the bank of Qingyun Gorge, Mu Tianhao, Bei Mingyue, Shi Jingkuan and others had extremely serious expressions.
The big cloak behind Mu Tianhao was blown up by the strong wind. An astonishing momentum poured out of his body. His consciousness swept across the sky. Mu Tianhao's solemn expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "Here we come, everyone."
Be careful, the people coming here are quite powerful and their cultivation level is not as high as the middle stage of Miaodu. Please retreat and do not interfere."
"The middle stage of wonderful transition?"
Everyone was shocked.
At the same time, Qiu Hanyu, not far away, also issued an order to retreat...
"Jing Yuan, retreat. The battle here is not something that a monk of your level can participate in. Retreat quickly."
"yes."
Elder Jing's cultivation level was not low, he had already broken through the realm of Heavenly Dao and cultivated the skill of Miaodu, but after hearing Qiu Hanyu's reminder, he still chose to believe it without thinking.
That is Mo Ling, the most mysterious race in the Hongtu world, even more mysterious than the Dragon Emperor thousands of years ago. God knows how strong the Mo Ling people will be.
Elder Jing quickly retreated, and the three soul clan masters, Duan Hong, and Futu naturally felt the powerful momentum falling from the sky. At this moment, everyone was not only shocked but also full of fear.
"Wow!"
The waves rolled, and except for a few masters, everyone retreated to a distance.
At this time, a black stream of light fell at an indescribable speed. They thought the person was Feng Jueyu, but when they saw it, they turned out to be a stranger.
It's just that this stranger was dressed in black and had a two-winged scale fish embroidered on his chest.
"He's from Mo Ling."
Everyone was refreshed...
But at this moment, Mu Tianhao's pupils shrank and he said loudly: "There are people behind, two late-stage Miaodu, two Chengtian realm, Jing Kuan, stop them."
"Brother Mu, how can you stop two Chengtian realms, and one of them seems to be a strong man in the middle Chengtian realm."
Under the strong wind, Shi Jingkuan's pupils flashed with a war-eating light, and his two fists crackled with electricity.
And just as he finished speaking, a loud voice sounded in the air: "Lord Mu, Wuwei, give that person to me..."
"Master Jianyuan? Who else am I talking about? Just in time, let's have a good meeting with them."
"I think so too……"
After Mu Tianhao and Master Jianyuan's eyes met, they set off at the same time.
By this time, the sky was already in chaos.
The strong man in black clothes and holding the bell was knocked off the road by Feng Jueyu's punch. Filled with anger, he stopped and clapped his hands. A beam of lightning circled around his body and then fell into his hands.
The electric light was like a blue whip filled with a violent aura. Seeing Feng Jueyu, he pounced down and whipped him unceremoniously.
"You brat, it seems that 30% of your cultivation level can't control you anymore. Eat my thunder whip."
"Snapped!"
There was a thunderbolt in the air, and the fierce thunder whip was swung with bursts of wild thunder, and it immediately hit Feng Jueyu's shoulder.
After receiving a fierce thunder whip, Feng Jueyu only felt the feeling of flesh being torn apart from his shoulder. You must know that at this time, he was equipped with divine armor, Waigang was the Tianding body protector, and his physical defense was even more astonishing, equal to three times.
There was a layer of defense, but the thunder whip still hit him, grinning from ear to ear, and in agony, which showed that this person did not use all his strength just now.
Of course, Feng Jueyu is not surprised that this person's cultivation level is extremely high. He is a master in the late stage of Miaodu and comes from Moling. His cultivation level is naturally not much lower. But just now he said that he only used 30% of his cultivation level.
In other words, most of his abilities have not yet been revealed.
Too crazy.
Feng Jueyu was dissatisfied. He reached his right hand behind his head, grasped the Heavenly Falling Sword wrapped in a big cloth and drew it fiercely...
A choking sound...
A roar like a dragon's roar spread, and the Sky Falling Sword uncontrollably emitted a black sword energy.
This sword energy spreads across the sky and the earth, swells when facing the wind, and stretches tens of meters in the blink of an eye. The sword energy reaches the space and collides with the fierce thunder whip, splashing out countless sparks. The sky-falling sword weighs more than ten million kilograms, and it is also a treasure that bears the gods.
The spiritual energy was abundant, the sword energy and the whip shadow intertwined, and the thunder in the sky seemed to be hit by huge waves, and instantly collapsed.
The strong man holding the bell obviously didn't expect that Feng Jueyu's skills were so strong. He was swept away by the sword energy, and he couldn't control his body shape and rolled several times and flew far away.
The strong man holding the bell turned pale with fright, his eyes fell on the falling sword from the sky, as if he had seen some terrifying evil monster, and he couldn't help but shudder.
"The best spiritual treasure magic weapon? No, this sword is full of spiritual energy and has spiritual energy overflowing. Could it be a treasure passed down from heaven?"
Under the shock, the face of the strong bell-holder became uglier than eating a fly. When Mo Ling Jiazi came to this world, he never looked down at the mortals from a high place. How could he be so unlucky to meet a guy who was not afraid of death?
Moreover, this guy's strength is quite terrifying. He has just reached the early stage of Miaodu, but his physical strength is comparable to that of the late stage of Miaodu. Not to mention that he relies on an extraordinary treasure, and even his physical strength is unique. This
Who is this person? What does he want to do?
While tossing and turning, the strong bell-holder frowned, looked at Feng Jueyu panting, and asked: "Yun, the nameless ghost who is immortal under the fierce thunder whip, boy, tell me your name."