Just as Feng Yixue flew out from his side, Feng Jueyu secretly let out a long breath, but then, his spirit suddenly became tense.
The huge red pliers in front of him seemed to possess the energy to create the world. The Skyfall Sword was completely unable to block it. Feng Jueyu put all his life's skills into his hands and tried his best to resist, but that huge pliers
Still raised.
Fortunately, the Blood Poisonous Scorpion King just wanted to push him away so that he could deal with the greater threat of the God of Death, so he did not carry out the second phase of the offensive.
Even so, Feng Jueyu was still forcibly bounced away by a strong force, and his body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the rocks at the top of the cave hard.
"boom!"
The huge impact shattered the second layer of divine armor on Feng Jueyu's body, and the terrifying stamina brought his back into close contact with the rocks.
Feng Jueyu felt like he was about to vomit out his bile. If he hadn't practiced in the Nine Gate Formation on Yanzhou Babu Mountain for two hundred years, and his physical strength had improved dramatically, I'm afraid this collision would have been at least a half.
A miserable end.
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"
Feng Jueyu felt that he was like a fire bomb ejected from the barrel of a cannon, crushing the rocks behind him into powder. He was running the Divine Art of Impermanence of Life and Death desperately, and the divine power was swirling and agitating in his body. After a long time of baptism, he finally managed to force it out.
Stopped.
By the time he stopped, his back had turned into a bloody mess, and the originally intact rock had been knocked out of a large crater more than ten feet deep by him, just like a bottomless dry well.
"You bastard, you have so much strength."
Feng Jueyu spat out a mouthful of blood foam angrily, feeling extremely shocked inside.
The ancient ferocious monster is indeed an ancient evil. He casually raised his pliers and beat me so badly. No wonder even the God of Death is afraid of it.
Feng Yixue, where did Feng Yixue go?
After regaining his composure, Killer Feng ignored the pain in his back. His friend who had been missing for hundreds of years flashed through his mind. He wished he could immediately pull Feng Yixue to his side and ask about what happened back then and what is happening now.
What is the situation of Ruomeng and others?
This time I came too far and actually saw Feng Yixue.
Facing the ancient evil monster, Feng Jueyu didn't want to be too hasty, but when Feng Yixue appeared, all the nerves in his body became tense at that moment.
Hundreds of years ago, 20,000 martial arts cultivators in Zhounan Realm died and disappeared, including Feng Yixue. He tracked him from the outer world to the inner world for more than three hundred years, and finally found the old person, where?
Sometimes I think too much.
Where have you been all these years?
Was it Mo Ling who took them away?
What happened that year?
How is everyone's situation now?
Still alive?
Where are you now?
Questions that had been hidden in his heart for hundreds of years came flooding back, and Feng Jueyu could only wait to know the link.
No one can be left behind.
"boom!"
Thoughts flashed through his mind, Feng Jueyu carried the Sky Falling Sword and killed him.
When he returned to the cave, he saw a black figure surrounding the Blood Poisonous Scorpion King with a knife at lightning speed.
At this time, he was the only one left at the scene. Yu Zongjun rushed over at some point and took the bloody gourd-like Feng Yixue to the other side of the cliff.
Feng Jueyu was startled when he saw this. He turned around and saw that the huge scorpion tail behind the Blood Poison Scorpion King turned into dozens of illusions, as if one tail transformed into dozens of tails, launching an extremely fierce offensive against the God of Death.
Feng Jueyu took a breath of cold air. He was not exaggerating. He had only fought one move with the Blood Poisonous Scorpion King just now, and he knew that his strength was far from the opponent of the ancient ferocious monster. But now he knew that the pliers he just used
When Yang came over, the Blood Poisonous Scorpion King didn't use his true skills at all.
At this time, the blood poisonous scorpion king's scorpion tail is like the tentacles of the red blood demon vine, giving people a dazzling feeling. Dozens of tail needles launch a ferocious offensive against the killing god in a gust of wind and rain. The scorpion tail swings at such a speed that even
Even Feng Jueyu couldn't see it clearly.
"So fast."
Flying to the edge of the cliff, Feng Jueyu was severely surprised. Under such a close attack, the speed of the killing god was close to teleportation. He appeared on the left for a while and on the right for a while. There was no movement track at all.
Word.
In a battle of this level, Feng Jueyu struggled to see the facial expression of the God of Death. He just knew that the God of Death had not made any moves and was always surrounding the Blood Venomous Scorpion with a long knife that looked to be of very average quality.
The king spins.
This is shocking enough.
You know, Feng Jueyu really has never convinced anyone in his heart.
And the God of Death is the person he admires the most in the great world of Hongtu. There is no one else, not even Long Zhan.
The God of Killing who can force him has only used one sword until now, which shows how terrifying the energy of the ancient evil demon Blood Poison Scorpion King is. The God of Killing only uses one sword in every battle and never uses more than one move.
Unknowingly, Feng Jueyu, Feng Yixue, and Yu Zongjun were all attracted by the battle on the other side of the cave. The three of them followed the movement of the God of Death with six eyes and scanned back and forth. Unfortunately, the God of Death did not move at all.
There is no trajectory to speak of, and there is no telling when it will appear in a place that is not likely to appear at all.
Perhaps, only the ancient ferocious demon Blood Poison Scorpion King can clearly see the movement trajectory of the God of Death, otherwise how could it organize an attack.
"Dear boy, that man is so powerful." Feng Yixue ignored his injuries, his expression seemed to glow with some kind of strange brilliance due to exhaustion.
Feng Jueyu watched the battle intently, forgetting to escape.
Just when the three people were watching attentively, the voice of the murderous god suddenly came over: "What are you looking at? Why don't you leave quickly?"
A voice that sounded like thunder exploded between the eardrums of the three of them. Feng Jueyu and the three of them were alerted at the same time. After hearing this, even if they were reluctant to let go, Feng Jueyu did not dare to stay any longer.
It was obvious that the God of Death was using himself to hold back the Blood Poisonous Scorpion King. Otherwise, with the ancient ferocious monster's methods, the three of them would not be qualified to connect even one move.
In the thin line between life and death, Feng Jueyu put Feng Yixue's arm on his body without saying a word, and helped him fly out of the cave.
When they arrived at the deep cave, they didn't dare to stop and activated the teleportation array. A burst of cool air passed over the bodies of the three of them, and the three people fell out from the other end of the teleportation array one after another, looking extremely embarrassed.
Deep in the blessed land of the Spirit Cave, the red-clothed sword attendant appointed by Feng Jueyu was guarding the cave. When he saw the teleportation array flashing light, Feng Jueyu and the others fell out, and he quickly ran over to help the three of them up.
Feng Jueyu knew deeply that the danger had not been completely overcome. As he got up, he ordered: "Get out, don't stay here."
The swordsmen in red didn't know what happened, but how could they not be shocked when they saw the three of them in such a mess.
Mr. Feng and the two seniors who entered the teleportation array were all top-notch masters. Even they were in a state of disarray, which showed that something big must have happened inside.
The crowd stood up in a roar, hugging Feng Jueyu and the three of them and escaped from the blessed land of the Spirit Cave.
A ray of sunlight shone directly on the body, and the melting warmth spread over the body. Feng Jueyu, Feng Yixue, and Yu Zongjun simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.
At this time, a loud noise came from the Lingdong blessed land, and the rumbling sound caused a serious landslide in the mountains of the Lingdong blessed land.
The billowing dust filled the air, and a figure shot out from the cave, and then the cave was flooded by a large amount of rocks.
Whoosh!
The figure that flew out paused in mid-air and stood tall and straight above everyone's heads. Feng Jueyu Dingqing took a look and saw that the person coming was none other than the God of Death.
However, what surprised him was that the God of Death did not come out unscathed this time. Although there was no expression on his face, an uneven cut on his right arm brought out thick blood.
The blood flowed down the arm and condensed slightly on the fingertips, forming a few drops of blood and slowly dripping down.
A person as powerful as the God of Death was actually injured.
No matter how exhausted Feng Jueyu was, he couldn't care less. He turned over and climbed up and flew into the sky. He looked at the killing god's arm and said, "Are you injured?"
The God of Death stared closely at the cave and nodded slightly: "Well, the ancient evil demon is really powerful."
"What about the Blood Poison Scorpion King?" Feng Jueyu eagerly wanted to know who would win and who would lose between these two terrifying guys.
The God of Death replied: "I chopped off one of his pliers and kept the knife. It's a draw."
The killer's weapon is life. Although the God of Death killed one of the Blood Poisonous Scorpion King's pincers this time, in his opinion, he did not win because he could not get his knife back.
However, after saying these words, the red-clothed swordsmen near Lingdong Blessed Land, including Feng Jueyu, Yu Zongjun and others, shut up.
Everyone looked at the God of Death with a strange look, especially Feng Jueyu, Feng Yixue and Yu Zongjun. They saw with their own eyes how terrifying the ancient evil monster was. The God of Death could actually cut off one of his opponent's pincers.
He actually said it was a tie. Could this guy be any more humble?
Feng Jueyu felt that his breathing was not smooth. That ferocious monster almost beat him to death with a pair of pliers, and the body of the Zhenwu Saint almost didn't block it.
As he became more and more shocked, Feng Jueyu became more and more happy. Now he finally made up his mind to learn all the skills of killing the god.
"As long as you live, it's fine." Feng Jueyu advised, and then asked, "The Blood Poison Scorpion King won't come after him, right?"
The God of Death shook his head: "I already destroyed the teleportation array when I came out. It can't get through, so you can rest assured."
"That's good."
Although a teleportation array was destroyed, Feng Jueyu did not feel it was a pity. After all, compared to the pursuit of the Blood Poison Scorpion King, if the behemoth came to Lingzhou through the teleportation array, it would be a big trouble. With that
As strong as this guy is, the entire Qixia Realm may not be able to withstand its torment.
Feng Jueyu nodded slightly and said, "You should rest first, just in time, I have something to talk to him about."
The pursuit of the Blood Poison Scorpion King can be avoided, and Feng Jueyu can rest assured that he can reunite with Feng Yixue. He flies back and approaches on foot. Both Feng Jueyu and Feng Yixue have long-lost tears in their eyes.