Over a lonely mountain ridge in the north of Zhenshan Mountain, a thunderous roar penetrated the sky.
Feng Jueyu twisted his hands and exerted infinite strength. After a brief stalemate for several breaths, he spun his hands and directly lifted Ling Guang up. He grabbed Ling Guang's fist and threw it high into the air.
Guang is like a cloth bag, spinning and flying high into the sky.
At this time, several purple energy thunder snakes smashed down and landed on Feng Jueyu's head and shoulders. Some even hit Feng Jueyu's chest and back. On the contrary, he didn't feel anything at all.
The golden light enveloped him, and his skin was as solid as a steel plate. He ignored the Purple Qi Thunder Snake and jumped into the air to kill Lingguang. With the breath of displaying the True Martial Saint Body, he blasted out one after another in one breath.
Dozens of punches, all experienced and ruthless, without any mercy.
With such a brave and fierce fighting style, Lingguang couldn't resist for a moment and used the Great Cloud Dragon Technique angrily. He raised his old fist and started to fight with Feng Jueyu.
Feng Jueyu sometimes had no time to deal with it and could only bear it with his physical strength. However, he did not attack Qingwei again. Instead, he focused all his punches on the spirit.
wide body o
Regardless of whether he can catch it or not, the punches must be old, the moves must be simple, and the power must be extremely powerful.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The three people in the sky turned into three phantoms and fought fiercely in the sky. Fu Rao's eyes widened in the distance.
Fu Rao followed the movements of the three and counted them all the time. When they reached one hundred and twenty-five moves, the three of them bounced away from each other in the air.
Looking again, Feng Jueyu's body has as many as sixty or seventy wounds, all of which are traces of being hit head-on by fists and purple energy thunder snakes. The divine armor on his body has long since lived up to its existence, and even if it is condensed, it will not
How useful it is, because Qingwei and Lingguang's offensive is too strong, too strong to be described. Every time Feng Jueyu condenses the divine armor, it will be scattered within two moves. Instead of doing this, it is better to save some divine power.
So he simply stopped using the divine armor and used his body to support himself. Even with such hysterical and crazy behavior, although he was always at a disadvantage, there was not necessarily a big difference in injuries between him and Ling Guang and Qingwei.
Most of the injuries on Lingguang's body were exposed on his fists and forearms, and there were only a few hits on his body. But if he were to challenge a strongman like Feng Jueyu head-on, Lingguang was mute and couldn't tell the pain of eating Huang Lian.
Often when Feng Jueyu punches him, Feng Jueyu can hold it back with gritted teeth, but as long as Feng Jueyu hits him with one punch, his body will tumble and his energy and blood will boil.
The difference in realm has long been unimportant. The important thing is that this boy's body is too hard. Even as hard as a rock is not enough to describe his toughness.
Lingguang couldn't figure out how a handsome and elegant young man who could charm thousands of girls could possess such powerful kung fu skills.
Moreover, it is the True Martial Saint Body, which is so powerful that it ranks first in the Grand World's magical power. This is too powerful.
Panting for air, Ling Guang's eyes almost burst into flames as he looked at him. A beard was fluttering in the wind on his chin. His face was a little pale, which was a sign of excessive consumption of divine power. He didn't do this either.
The method was to use skills to win, but the opponent broke through all the methods with one force, and the stunts that made him famous were not able to exert any power at all.
The most important thing is that when following Feng Jueyu, you must not hold back, because if you hold back, you will not be able to catch his fist. Fighting head-on is a competition of strength. Such an unskilled fight leaves Lingguang speechless.
"This boy is too hard." Lingguang gritted his teeth and gasped. He was so angry that he had no temper at all.
Qingwei's face was also very heavy. After a fight, one hundred and twenty-five moves were passed in a blink of an eye. Originally, they could easily defeat Feng Jueyu, but his rough-skinned and fleshy body was a bit too much.
It's hard to beat him, and the general high-level mysterious techniques have almost no effect on him, just like scratching an itch. How can he fight like this?
After Qingwei thought about it, she had a chance to breathe and said in a long voice: "Master Feng, you are so skilled. I am afraid that your Zhenwu Saint Body has reached the advanced stage. I wonder what the master has to do with the Feishen Fist?"
Feng Jueyu was secretly happy when he heard his question, because he was very tired at this time. To put it bluntly, he had already used all his abilities in the previous fierce battle. How could he not be tired at all?
Even though he dealt with it easily, he was actually very aware of the dangers involved. Those more than a hundred moves before were deadly. If he hadn't dealt with them wholeheartedly, he would have been beaten into a dead dog by now.
From this, Feng Jueyu came to the conclusion that compared with Cang Nanfeng and Xiong Zhen, these two people are not masters at the same level.
If he hadn't practiced the Zhenwu Saint Intersection taught to him by Fan Wudou, and combined it with the physical body refining technique to form a double layer of protection, he wouldn't have been able to survive even thirty moves.
Seeing Qingwei asking questions, Feng Jueyu could just take this opportunity to take a rest and silently practice the Seven Star Technique. Feng Jueyu laughed and said: "Senior really has good eyesight. Yes, I used the same skill left by Senior Feishen Fist."
I have mastered the magical physical skills of the Zhenwu Shengtuan, but the senior wants to know my relationship with the Feishen Quan sect. The junior feels that we are not at the stage where we can talk about this topic yet."
Qingwei was silent after hearing this. Indeed, someone else's cultivation method is the biggest secret. He asked himself to find out, how could someone tell him?
Seeing that Qingwei was speechless, Feng Jueyu said again: "I had a great time fighting with the two seniors today. Maybe after two hundred moves, our previous relationship will be relaxed. If the two seniors want to hear it, the junior will definitely tell you everything.
, I can’t say enough o”
As soon as he said this, Ling Guangqi's face turned livid, and he cursed: "Easy down? You're blocking our way, and you still want to turn a fight into friendship? You're so overestimating your capabilities."
In fact, Lingguang and Qingwei have heard the metaphor in Feng Jueyu's words. The original intention is that if I stop you two, you will no longer be able to work for Lezheng Qianji in the future. Maybe we can still get along.
Friends, they talk to each other when they have nothing to do, and this metaphor is not to ease, it is to win over.
It was obvious that Feng Jueyu didn't want to be their enemy, and on the contrary, he even dreamed of turning against them.
How can Lingguang not be angry?
This is so outrageous o
But Qingwei doesn't think so. Logically speaking, Feng Jueyu is definitely not qualified to be friends with them, but at the moment, this person's cultivation level is indeed terrifying. He clearly only has the cultivation level of Chengdao in the early stage, but with his ranking
Yi's magical power and physical skills suddenly gave him short-term late-stage strength. Such people are either extremely talented or extremely lucky, and it seems that Feng Jueyu tried his best to take advantage of both of these points, so that he
The future will become extremely scary o
Qingwei was thinking, is it worth it to have a grudge against someone like Feng Jueyu because of Le Zheng Qianji?
And what is the origin of that Tianfang? It is actually impossible to defeat the four major Tianzong overnight, but people have done it, which shows that there are many masters in Tianfang. In addition, there are also winds.
For Jue Yu, if this is the case, are they going to have a grudge against a powerful Tianzong?
If this Tianfang is not destroyed tonight, will he and Lingguang become a thorn in Tianfang's side?
Two casual cultivators, no matter how strong they are, will not easily build a grudge against a powerful Tianzong. This is not a fear, but a trouble.
huge trouble o
Thinking of this, Qingwei suddenly had an idea, and said without considering Lingguang's mood: "Huh, Mr. Feng is so scheming and good, Qingwei has to accept it, but our bet is not over yet, you still need to survive."
Seventy-five moves, if possible, maybe after tonight, we can actually sit down and have a good chat."
"Brother Qingwei?" When Lingguang heard this, he looked at Qingwei in disbelief. He didn't know why Qingwei said these words, but Lingguang didn't believe it either. Qingwei gave Qingwei because he was afraid of Feng Jueyu.
Leave a way out for yourself, because Qingwei is never afraid when encountering trouble, and will only carefully analyze the various possibilities of the incident.
This person has a very caring heart, but if they do this, they will betray their relationship with Yue Zheng Qianjizhi. How can they say this out loud?
Qingwei saw that Lingguang was horrified, and he quickly sent a message: "Brother Lingguang, didn't you realize that what happened tonight is too strange?"
Ling Guang was stunned for a moment and didn't quite understand. Qingwei sighed and said through a message: "Let's not talk about this for now. There are still seventy-five moves. You and I will try our best. If we can deal with this kid, we can leave easily.
If not, then..." Qingwei was also a little undecided, and sighed: "Oh, it won't be too late to say it then."
"Okay"
In fact, Lingguang is not the kind of person who has no brains. He was just annoyed by Feng Jueyu and couldn't bear it for a moment. But after listening to Qingwei's words, he also understood what Qingwei meant. He took a closer look and found that it was true.
, Lezheng Qianji brought them here without considering their feelings at all. The strength of the opponent was so strong that he was definitely an ordinary person. It was like there was a sewer between the two parties in the war. Lezheng Qianji would not be able to come if something happened.
But someone must jump into this gutter and level the ground. So who should they do, the help they invited from Le Zheng Qianji, or the soil of this gutter?
Lingguang was a little unsure o
If he was not sure, he would not think about it. Lingguang was also very angry. He shook his head to get rid of all the emotions in his heart. With his mind fixed, he held up the mysterious magic formula with both hands. With a swish sound, a white light shot up into the sky, like a white ray of light.
The pillar penetrated the heaven. The old man became angry.
Ten successes o
Qingwei is also full of purple energy, but his momentum is relatively soft, but there is a hint of arrogance and domineering in the softness, which cannot be underestimated.
Both of them used ten of their power, and Feng Jueyu also had a solemn look on his face. At this moment, Fu Rao's voice sounded in his mind: "Young master, be careful, they are using that master's secret skill, Tian Zong.
The power of supernatural powers cannot be underestimated."
"Feng, you still have seventy-five moves, take them."
Feng Jueyu still didn't understand what Fu Rao said, so Lingguang shouted and turned into a white dragon, roaring to kill.