The Heavenly Falling Sword, Boxing, and Feng Jueyu's secret skills that he had practiced for two hundred years in the Shangjiu Sect were all used, and he became the focus of the crowd for a while.
In the same realm, with the same cultivation level, Feng Jueyu fought against the three heroes. Not only did he not show any intention of retreating, but he was as brave as a man in the air, fearless, like a majestic and unbreakable fortress.
Lou Zhongshu, Wang Tianlu, and Xu Zhenlong are all rare Taoist masters in Yanzhou. If you pick one at random, Yanzhou would have to shake three times to stomp its feet. Unfortunately, the three of them working together are not the same as Feng Jueyu.
enemy.
Unknowingly, many eyes subconsciously looked over at the melee in Lingfu. The eyes of the Lingfu disciples were filled with shock and envy, while the enemy monks were frightened by it.
Xu Zhenlong opened and closed his swordsmanship several times in a row, pushing his sword intention to the limit. In the end, Feng Jueyu blasted him out with his bare hands. The strong wind of the fist made him tumble inside, and he had to retreat repeatedly before he could stabilize his retrograde motion.
The rushing blood.
Retreating several hundred meters away, Xu Zhenlong was shocked beyond measure and thought to himself: Could it be that he had misjudged the truth? He was not in the early stage of Chengdao, but in the middle stage of Chengdao. Otherwise, how could he be so strong?
Little did he know that Feng Jueyu had done nothing else for more than two hundred years and had only practiced boxing with Fan Wudou. His four-move boxing skills were already proficient, and coupled with Fan Wudou's hard work, he was now already perfect.
Entering the ultimate state of transformation, even Fan Wudou suppressing his cultivation and fighting with Feng Jueyu seemed very difficult, let alone a little Xu Zhenlong.
Holding the long sword in his hand tightly, Xu Zhenlong's forehead was beaded with beads of sweat, falling in a rustle. It had been a while since he had retreated several hundred meters, and he still felt that the tiger's mouth was still numb. Then he looked at the long sword, a top-quality magical weapon in his hand.
, and even several gaps appeared.
Xu Zhenlong swallowed hard and wanted to retreat.
Of course, if he was allowed to leave like this in front of thousands of Lingfu disciples, Xu Zhenlong would be afraid that his reputation would be ruined.
But just when he was feeling anxious and confused, not knowing whether to stay or go, Feng Jueyu had already pulled out his body and went straight to Wang Tianlu to kill him.
Only by cutting off the roots can there be no future troubles. Wang Tuzi has a notorious reputation and is his mortal enemy, so of course he cannot be kept.
"Wang Tuzi, aren't you crazy? I am here, and I will stay with you until the end today."
Whoosh!
Feng Jueyu's face was filled with a ferocious evil smile, and he raised his sword and stabbed him. The sword weighed more than ten million kilograms, and every sword strike was as powerful as thunder.
Everyone heard a faint sonic boom in the air, and then looked at Feng Jueyu's sword energy, which tore out cracks at least one meter long in the space wherever it went, and the black sword energy was mixed with the heaven-shattering force.
The strong energy made Wang Tianlu's facial features become distorted.
The overwhelming momentum, the overwhelming aura of evil spirits, and this extremely clear feeling caused Wang Tianlu's arrogance to suffer an unprecedented blow.
Wang Tianlu has always been known for his bravery and wildness, and his nine-ring hollow-tearing knife has been immersed in his hard work for nearly a thousand years. In terms of martial arts and sword skills, magical power to break armor, and aggressive attack are his specialties, he is always the best at it.
An offensive swordsman.
However, today, he was like a swordsman meeting a swordsman, unable to display his skills no matter what.
Feeling the vast sword energy wave after wave in front of him, all Wang Tianlu could do was retreat and escape.
Loud bangs were heard one after another, and Wang Tianlu danced the Nine-ringed Hollow Sword to the extreme, like a small boat struggling desperately in a violent storm, completely unable to fight back.
And Feng Jueyu's sword energy came like a tide, endless and unrelenting.
Zheng!
After fighting dozens of moves, Feng Jueyu's sword energy formed a huge black wave in the air, and it became a mighty force, all pressing on Wang Tuzi. The unprecedented divine power formed an overwhelming force, and in one go, Wang Tuzi was sent flying far away.
, a mouthful of blood spurted out into a bloody arrow.
"puff!"
The red blood formed red clouds and spread everywhere. Wang Tianlu's burly body crashed into the balcony of Qingfeng Pavilion with a bang, causing the ancient building made of three-story thousand-year-old cypress trees on suspended pumice to collapse.
Wang Tianlu's castration continued unabated, his back was pressed against the ground and a straight human-shaped chasm was drawn on the suspended pumice stone more than ten feet away, which was shocking.
"this……"
In just a short cup of tea, Wang Tianlu, known as the Butcher, was defeated so miserably, completely beyond the expectations of all the strong men. The most terrifying thing was that they had always been three people working together, but Xu Zhenlong and Lou Zhongshu had no chance at all.
Intervene.
There are hundreds of thick rattan tentacles behind Feng Jueyu that cannot be hugged tightly by two people. They are like an airtight rattan wall when they are swung. Even the sharpest spiritual treasure magic weapon cannot cut it.
The evil atmosphere in the sky above Ling Mansion was overwhelming. Feng Jueyu's awe-inspiring aura that was both evil and demonic was unstoppable. Lou Zhongshu and Xu Zhenlong were both frightened. They couldn't understand what they thought about an early stage Chengdao who had the same cultivation level as themselves.
The master actually possesses such terrifying strength.
Lou Zhonghuang and his more than a thousand disciples had just fought their way out of the formation when they suddenly saw a one-sided situation forming on the battlefield in the distance. He was horrified. In a hurry, he could no longer care about anything else. He knew that Feng Jueyu
With great skill, he quickly called to Lou Zhongshu and Xu Zhenlong: "Chongshu, Brother Xu, come to support. If you kill Lou Chongxian, they will be unable to recover."
The implication was that he was ready to leave Wang Tuzi behind.
Lou Zhongshu and Xu Zhenlong exchanged glances and suddenly came to their senses.
Tuzi Wang was just a helping hand they invited to help them resist the masters of Lingfu. Now Tuzi Wang could contain Feng Jueyu by himself, and the latter showed no mercy to Tuzi Wang, so they didn't need to pay attention to him at all.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
Lou Zhonghuang is not an ordinary person. He has already seen that Feng Jueyu's coming to help must have another purpose. He is definitely not sincerely helping Lou Chongxian. If he doesn't start now, he will wait until later.
"Whoa!"
Lou Zhongshu and Xu Zhenlong didn't even think about abandoning Wang Tuzi, and turned back to fight into the formation. They joined forces with the other two early Chengdao masters beside Lou Zhonghuang, and their strength suddenly increased greatly.
Wang Tuzi was seriously injured but not dead. When he heard Lou Chonghuang's cry, his nose was twisted with anger. He thought to himself that I am here to help you, but you actually use me as a shield. How can this be reasonable?
He rolled over in pain and got up. When he looked at the area five inches above his chest, blood was flowing like a column. It turned out that Feng Jueyu's sword had pierced his chest before. If the sword tip had been five inches further, he would have died.
"Emperor Lou Chong, you are despicable. I helped you fight against Lou Chongxian, but you actually betrayed me?" Wang Tuzi shouted.
Lou Chonghuang glanced at him and said: "Brother Wang, don't be angry. Lou is not betraying Brother Wang. When Lou cleans up the house, he will naturally help you avenge your murderer. Brother Wang, please hold this person down. I will wait for you later."
Just come."
"Fart, shameless." Wang Tuzi yelled angrily, coughing wildly due to the injury. The injury on his chest was already serious, and now it was bleeding even more.
Feng Jueyu glanced at Lou Zhongxian's position out of the corner of his eye. Sure enough, with the help of Xu Zhenlong and Lou Zhongshu, the pressure on him increased again. However, he did not go to rescue immediately, but flew towards Wang Tianlu.
Feng Jueyu's idea is very simple. In this situation, although he and Lou Zhongxian have reached an agreement, there is no guarantee that Lou Zhongxian will not regret it, so he should let him worry for a while. Only if his life is threatened, he will not go back.
Only when he takes action will he truly shed tears of gratitude. Before that, he can kill Wang Tianlu, a powerful enemy, to avoid future troubles, so why not do it.
Rising up, Feng Jueyu slowly flew toward Wang Tianlu with the Sky Drop Sword in hand. The evil energy of the heavy sword spread across the sky. At this time, the Feng Da Killer's body was filled with a demonic aura.
"Wang Tianlu, aren't you crazy? If you have the strength to shout, come up and fight with me for another 300 rounds."
Wang Tianlu's teeth were itching with hatred, but it was a pity that no matter how resentful he was, he didn't reach the point where he was desperate. Knowing that he was no match for Feng Jueyu, Wang Tuzi's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly slapped his palm on the ground, causing mud and rocks to fly.
, with the power of a palm, he turned around and ran away without looking back.
"Want to run away? Does the dignified leader of the Mubei Sect only have this kind of backbone?"
Wang Tianlu felt uneasy if he didn't kill him. If he let such a prominent figure go, God knows how much trouble he would cause in the future.
Feng Jueyu laughed loudly and chased into the distance like a stream of light.
The two of them chased and escaped, and after dozens of breaths, they came out of the mountains of Lingfu. At this time, the mountain gate of Lingfu was wide open, and it was a mess inside. No one was guarding the mountain-protecting formation. The monks outside Xantian Forest heard this.
When they arrived at the Ling Mansion, there were loud shouts of killing, but the disciples below didn't know that they were already massacred inside. Many people wanted to rush in to see the excitement, but were stopped by the formation envoys guarding the Xuantian Forest.
The sect leader has no legal instructions, so they dare not let anyone in casually.
At this moment, an embarrassed figure tore Qingyun apart and escaped from the clouds and mist. His huge body fell to the ground and could not stand still. He threw himself forward and rolled several times on the ground.
Before the crowd outside Xuantian Forest could see clearly who was coming, a sword energy suddenly fell on the place where King Tuzi had just landed. The huge black sword energy immediately pierced a hole in the ground, and then the sword energy exploded in the ground, booming.
A large crater nearly ten meters in diameter was exploded.
The crowd was shocked when they saw this, and they all fled outside. A clear roar came from the air: "Wang Tianlu, you can't run away, don't waste your efforts."
As soon as the sound came, Feng Jueyu raised the Sky Falling Sword and stamped it in the air above the pit. Sound explosions rang out, and terrifying divine power fluctuations took advantage of the situation to bounce him up. In one fell swoop, he jumped in front of Wang Tianlu and stopped him.
found his way.
"Wang Tianlu? Isn't this the leader of Mubei Sect?"
"Oh my god, no way. The famous Butcher Wang is actually being hunted down and is still in such a mess? Did I see it wrong?"
"Hey, who is this person? He has such a terrifying aura. What are the tentacles behind him? It looks so scary."
Outside Xuantian Forest, Feng Jueyu stood with a sword in his hand, a domineering and fierce aura filling his body. He stood steadily in the woods and stared at Wang Tianlu with a domineering attitude.