In the deadly silent Sleeping Immortal Palace, after hearing Sikong Jue announce his home, all the martial arts cultivators present showed expressions of unspeakable fear.
Yinhe Sikong is famous not only in Qixia Realm, but also in Jiujie Mountain.
But Feng Jueyu had never heard of such a resounding name, and he always had doubts in his eyes.
Feng Jueyu was right. The old man who suddenly appeared had extraordinary skills and strength. He was definitely not comparable to Xia Tianhe, Jin Chanzi, and Xu Tongzhou. However, the person who could overwhelm the old sect masters of the three Fei Alliance sects in terms of momentum was Xiu.
The lowest level is probably at the early stage of Qiankun. This makes Feng Jueyu very puzzled. It is said that the strong people of Qiankun are very rare. Why do so many people pop up in the Yinjue Mountains at once? Do they all have dog noses? The Yinjue Mountains just now
An unknown territory appeared, and they came looking for it after smelling it.
Looking at the four old people who suddenly appeared, Feng Jueyu's eyes immediately locked on one of them. He recognized this person as Long Qu, the old dragon clan chief of Black Rock Mountain. He was an old rival. He had been in Black Rock before.
Longshan was almost trapped to death by his Nine Dragons' terrifying formation. Feng Jueyu was worried that he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. This old guy actually hit the muzzle of the gun. Isn't this asking for trouble?
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu's eyes narrowed, and there was a chilling light in those starry eyes.
But before Feng Jueyu could say anything, suddenly, Yinhe Sikong came over. His thin body stood in front of Feng Jueyu and stopped him directly.
"What's your surname?"
Yin He Sikong came up to talk to him out of nowhere, which made Feng Jueyu stunned. He knew that he and Yin He Sikong had no intersection at all. He was so arrogant before, so why did he suddenly want to talk to him?
, and I don’t know, is there something wrong?
However, seeing that this person had extraordinary physical strength, Feng Jueyu clasped his fists out of politeness and did not want to cause trouble in vain, and replied: "Brother Sikong is polite, my surname is Feng and my first name is Jueyu."
If it were an ordinary first meeting and greetings, what Yinhe Sikong would say next was nothing more than "I have admired you for a long time", but this person seemed to be acting out of common sense. Feng Jueyu acted very politely, but Sikong Jue did not
He smiled scornfully, pointed at Feng Jueyu with one finger and said, "Brother Sikong? You are so rude. Just because you want to be my equal, who could lend you such courage?"
Whoosh!
Sikong Jue replied to Feng Jueyu without hesitation. Not to mention, just this sentence made Feng Jueyu stunned for a moment.
Even the Fei Meng disciples present looked dull.
Feng Jueyu didn't know Sikong Jue's identity and cultivation, but the people in the Fei Alliance knew this person very well.
There are many masters in the Minkong world, but among the Nether Clan, there are only a handful of people who can achieve greatness in the universe. This Sikong Jue is definitely one of the best.
This person became famous earlier. He had already made a breakthrough in the early stage of Qiankun two hundred years ago. Although he has not made any progress in the past two hundred years, everyone knows that he spent these two hundred years to learn many powerful methods and wipe out the Yin River.
For a generation, this person was famous far and wide, and no one dared to offend him.
However, no matter what, the realms between him and Feng Jueyu are still almost the same, and the monks present also believe that with Sikong Jue's powerful spiritual consciousness, Feng Jueyu's strength will not be missed. Since the two have similar strength before, then Sikong Jueyu
Jue suddenly revealed his malice and seemed to be a little indifferent to others. After all, Feng Jueyu was a master who was almost as good as him.
Sikong Jue's contempt was so straightforward that Feng Jueyu and many strong men were stunned. The next moment, Long Yan was the first to stand up and shouted at Sikong Jue: "What did you say? How dare you insult my master?
"But then a hand suddenly stretched out and stopped him. The owner of the hand was Feng Jueyu Wuyi.
Obviously, Feng Jueyu had a positive attitude towards Sikong Jue's strength. He didn't want Long Yan to annoy this master of the Underworld for his own sake. After all, Long Yan was on the same level as this person.
Sure enough, the ruthless Sikong Jue glanced at Long Yan with an unkind look, and then said sarcastically in a contemptuous tone: "A little lizard dragon is so rampant, didn't your master teach you the etiquette?"
Sikong Jue snorted and his eyes suddenly flashed. For some reason, Long Yan suddenly felt that his head was swollen. For a moment, something seemed to appear in his head that should not exist, and it was rushing to various meridians in his body.
This change shocked Long Yan, because he didn't see how Sikong Jue took action, and how he got caught, but the scene where Chi Yulou was unfortunately killed by Sikong Jue with one look suddenly flashed through his mind.
, and suddenly I broke out in a cold sweat.
Immediately afterwards, Long Yan felt an inexplicable divine power rushing around in his body. This divine power seemed to be extremely weak, but it was very fast. In less than a moment, it swam around in his body.
Under the dragon flame, he realized that Sikong Jue had used tricks on him. He suddenly became furious and shouted at Sikong Jue: "Old bastard, what did you do to me?"
Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard the sound, and they all glanced at the bloody mud on the ground. Xia Tianhe and Xu Tongzhou were inexplicably shocked. They seemed to have seen the scene of Long Yan exploding and died. They were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say a word.
Several strange old men and Long Qu not far away had different emotions flashing across their faces. Although they were not the same, they were all indifferent and seemed to be watching a good show.
And just when everyone thought that Long Yan would make the same mistake as Elder Chiyulou, suddenly, Feng Jueyu, who was standing in front of Long Yan, snorted.
"It's just that your Excellency made rude remarks, but now you want to hurt others. Do you think Mr. Feng is easy to bully?"
Snap!
He looked at Sikong Jue in front of him with somewhat stagnant eyes. Feng Jueyu's good cultivation suddenly disappeared. He gently put a hand on Gu Longyan's shoulder, and then the original divine power was activated, and the powerful divine power transformed into
A rolling torrent instantly penetrated Long Yan's body.
After a while, a scream that made people feel numb rang out in the Sleeping Immortal Palace. Then Feng Jueyu raised one hand up, pressed his thumb on Long Yan's temple, and grabbed it again, with a swish sound,
I saw a wisp of green smoke coming out of Long Yan's head.
This green smoke was transformed by a little devil. It only had its shape but not its substance. But the little devil's face was extremely painful. A pair of small hands desperately grabbed Feng Jueyu's thumb and struggled to break free, but its strength was far inferior.
Feng Jueyu, after about a breath, Feng Jueyu forcefully pulled the kid out of Long Yan's body.
The little ghost with powerful soul power on his body screamed, Feng Jueyu strangled the little ghost's throat with his hands, looked disdainfully at Sikong Jue, whose expression became astonished, and sneered: "This baby is raising a ghost.
I have been trained to perfection by you, but if you want to hurt me in front of Mr. Feng, you are a bit self-righteous."
Snap!
Feng Jueyu said with extreme disdain, pinched hard with his five fingers, and a ball of blue light burst out, and the kid disappeared into thin air after being pinched alive by him.
The next moment, Sikong Jue's eyes flashed with surprise. Not many people in the world are proficient in this method of turning babies into ghosts, but he has already reached the level of Dacheng and can use it to transform babies into ghosts that have been raised for over five hundred years.
Through the divine consciousness, it penetrates into other people's bodies unprepared. The damage caused is not only fatal, but also incredibly mysterious. The previous death of the elder of Akabane Tower was because of this little devil, but few people present could see it.
out.
Sikong Jue seemed to want to use this hand to scare Feng Jueyu, but he never expected that such a kid who transformed with the power of spiritual consciousness could not escape Feng Jueyu's eyes. Could it be that I made a mistake, this kid's
Physical strength is not just as simple as the early stage of Qiankun?
Seeing that the brat he had raised was easily killed by Feng Jueyu, Sikong Jue's eyes surged with murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Bad boy, do you know how hard it is for me to raise this brat? If you dare to strangle him to death, you have to pay compensation."
Old man."
Sikong Jue was gnashing his teeth like a wild beast, grinning and lunging towards Feng Jueyu.
Despite his small stature, his speed was astonishing. The two of them were already very close. Before Sikong Jue finished speaking, he stretched out his claws towards Feng Jueyu.
Somehow, Feng Jueyu felt that this skinny old man came in as if he was not dealing with him, as if he was deliberately causing trouble, so he was also very angry. Then Sikong Jue actually wanted to kill Long Yan, Feng Jueyu
Yu naturally couldn't tolerate it.
Seeing the claw light clawing at him with strong black energy, Feng Jueyu calmly tilted his head back, dodged a claw slightly, and hit Sikong Jue's wrist with his left fist.
Bang!
Liuhe Yan Zi Jue's powerful force directly deflected Sikong Jue's claws. Feng Jueyu took a step forward and pressed his shoulders slightly against Sikong Jue's heart.
He Fan Wudou has practiced boxing for two hundred years in the Shangjiu Gate Formation. Feng Jueyu's close combat skills are not afraid of anyone. When this generation collided, he simply went straight. At the same time, all the original divine power in the body exploded, and a wave of emotions suddenly occurred.
Stocks are strong.
"Old man, you are so shameless. You really think that I am afraid of you. Just lie down."
The dwarf-like Sikong Jue was caught off guard and felt a tightness in his chest. He was knocked out, and Feng Jueyu's scornful curses could be heard in his ears.
boom!
Kick, kick, kick!
Yinhe Sikong was knocked back by Feng Jueyu's shoulder and took four or five steps back. His body had only three layers of divine armor. When Feng Jueyu hit him, it crackled into countless small pieces.
Although the divine armor is made of condensed divine power, its defensive power is not higher than that of ordinary defensive spiritual treasures. Feng Jueyu can shatter his triple divine armor with just a slight bump. It can be seen that the strength under his hands is
How solid the kung fu is.
The first time they met, Sikong Jue did not take advantage. Instead, Feng Jueyu was beaten into a state of embarrassment. The martial arts cultivators watching around him were dumbfounded.