Mortals boast that warriors are invincible, but they are still mortal bodies after all. The death of the three heroes of the Xu family is no longer because their kung fu is weaker than that of the Killer Six and Han Baobao, but because they lose to the golden shark suit soft armor.
In fact, even Feng Jueyu didn't realize that Lord Rabbit's armor-making skills had a long history. His fortune and opportunities were definitely much more powerful than Feng Jueyu's Red Lightning Sword Technique and Qingnan Water Jade, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to be defeated.
Huangfu Fanyi, Hate Wuji, and even Supreme Sword Chi regard it as a treasure, and even if the loss is huge, he will be spared his life.
Of course, Feng Jueyu doesn't know all this yet, but he finally figured it out today. Keeping Mr. Tu by his side is definitely the wisest decision in his life.
Both the golden shark suit and the improved black armor provide a high chance of victory for this revenge against Zhou Renguang.
The six killers didn't care about their own lives. The Xuan Gong and martial arts they practiced were all the essence of Han Baobao's ten years of experience as killers. Their sophisticated equipment turned the Xu family, which had the upper hand, into a disadvantage. Even if they didn't die, they would be sorry for Master Rabbit.
Months of hard work.
Xu Liefeng watched helplessly as his three brothers died under the sword. His eyes were bloodshot and even more ferocious than a hungry dire wolf.
Revenge, revenge, revenge...
Xu Liefeng, who had lost his mind, had no other thoughts in his mind except revenge and hatred. An astonishing amount of true energy emerged from the soles of his feet, turning into invisible air waves and rising slowly. A blue light suddenly appeared, and Xu Liefeng spent his whole life.
His knowledge and skills were pushed to the extreme. A pair of old fists blasted out four or five fist shadows, with blazing temperature, madly killing the six killers...
At this moment, an equally dazzling blue light lit up behind Feng Jueyu. Xiang Nanhou, who was dressed in tight black and smartly dressed, soared into the sky and fell from the sky like a big swallow. He slowly separated his hands to the left and right, and a ball of water
Qi slowly rippled in his chest, as if spring water was flowing with his Qi. He clicked, pulled, blocked, turned, pivoted, supported, pulled, belted, and stretched. The techniques he used were very similar to Tai Chi. Point by point
When he pulled it out, a transparent, tangible and insubstantial wall of watery air formed between his chest, absorbing all Xu Liefeng's ferocious attacks.
The Nine Palms of Yun Tao: Phantom waves separate the clouds.
"boom!"
Two ferocious energy collided together, and the phantom waves pushed all the flickering fists down, like a ball of fire entering water, stirring up bursts of white smoke. Even the six killers closest to the two could hear the thrilling sound.
There was a thick roar and a hint of burnt smell.
After the loud noise, the two of them were separated at the first touch. Xiang Nanhou in black made a beautiful leap in the air, tapped his feet lightly on the head of a tall horse, and stood as light as a feather on the street, retreating.
Only ten feet allowed.
Xu Liefeng was far behind. Under the sudden attack, his strength came from the surging true energy in his body. First, he hit the watery wall like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any impact, and then he felt the strength of his fist.
The wall of air spun three times and then came back. Most of it was reflected on himself. He was so shocked that he was tumbling inside. He could only keep turning back in the air to offset the backlash of the strong inner energy, and he retreated straight away.
It took him five or six feet to stand still.
The Seven Kings of Tiannan were old acquaintances. Although they had not seen each other for many years, Xu Liefeng knew that his cultivation level could not be compared to that of Xiang Bohou, who had always been known as a martial arts genius.
Among the seven kings of Tiannan, the only ones who can be called martial arts geniuses are Xiang Bohou and Dao Bohou. Xiang Nanhou is a palmist genius, and Dao Zhong is a weapon genius. The two combined have fought with masters of the divine martial arts realm for more than five years.
Sixty moves are already quite domineering and brave.
"Old man, you're here too." Xu Liefeng gritted his teeth and had nowhere to vent his hatred.
When Xiang Nanhou met Xu Liefeng, he didn't have a good face. Xu Liefeng was called the "most" among the seven sinister kings, so he was not popular with others. Xu Liefeng's popularity among the seven kings was also not good. Naturally, there was no so-called reminiscing about the past, and some were just falling out.
deny.
"Xu Liefeng, you are still as sinister as ever. Why did Shangguan Lingyun offend you so much that you have to put him to death?"
Xu Liefeng's pupils shrank sharply, and he said with a cold voice: "If you want to blame him, blame him for not knowing the current affairs, not enjoying the glory and wealth, holding on to something that he shouldn't have, and refusing to let go. Waiting to the south, it's useless for you to come,
Don’t look at the Green Forest Alliance’s nearly 10,000 troops entering the city, but compared with the 300 private troops in Tianjian Mountain, they are nothing compared to you, so you just wait to die.”
"Even if you die, I will send you to the West to help us on our way."
Xiang Nanhou's eyes turned cold, and he turned his back to Feng Jueyu and said, "Boy, I'll take care of him, and you can do your thing."
With Xiang Nanhou's intervention, Feng Jueyu would naturally not be involved in this troubled waters. He couldn't ask for more. He smiled and said: "Then I have to help Xiang Hou. By the way, Hou, let's make a quick decision. Mu Wenxin is still waiting.
Looking after you."
"Mu Wenxin?" Xiang Nanhou's fighting spirit reached its peak with Feng Jueyu's blow. The boiling fighting spirit intertwined with the self-esteem in his heart, and with a roar, thorny air armor appeared all over his body, and suddenly he was
Used the air armor...
Although the general formula for condensing air armor is the same, everyone has different views on the form of the armor. Therefore, during the condensation process, under the influence of the spiritual treasures filled with geniuses, one can control the spirit according to one's own consciousness.
Things flow in the body and transform into a unique air armor form.
The shape of Xiang Nanhou's air armor is the armor with half crescent moon spikes on both shoulders that he often wore when he went into battle many years ago. It is basically covered tightly from head to toe except for the part above the neck.
The long beard dangles on the chest, showing indescribable majesty and domineering...
If Feng Da Killer was not sure, he would never reveal his secrets before he was sure. However, when he saw Xiang Nanhou, a high-ranking Tianwu man, using air armor against Xu Liefeng, who was one level below him, Feng Da Killer almost turned his nose in anger and thought to himself.
The old man didn't know how to hide his secrets and save some trump cards. However, he also understood that this old man was just like himself before, he couldn't help but show off something new, so he just turned a blind eye.
However, Xu Liefeng was dumbfounded. He had naturally heard of this Xuanzhixuan thing after practicing to the Tianwu realm, but he had never seen it before. When he saw Xiang Nanhou wearing a powerful Qi armor, his eyes widened, and it was very dangerous.
The pigtails are raised...
"Air armor?"
"You haven't seen it before, let me show you today."
Old kid, old kid, Xiang Nanhou's answer was a little childish, but it didn't affect his momentum at all. Instead, it made Xu Liefeng tremble with fear. Looking at the fear in Xu Liefeng's eyes, Feng Jueyu knew that Xu Liefeng
, will undoubtedly fail...
A battle for revenge and a battle for rescue, but Feng Jueyu's careful arrangements made him idle. However, Feng Da Killer has never been someone who is willing to sit back and enjoy the success. Sitting on the Snow-Treading Divine Horse, Feng Jueyu kept talking.
He raised his finger and pointed east and west, acting as the commander in front of the battle. As his orders continued to be passed down, the east and west green forests were connected with offense and defense with ease, and the defenders who were killed abandoned their helmets and armor and ran away with their heads in their hands...
Nearly a thousand well-equipped defenders in front were defeated by the combined impact of the east and west green forests...
On the street, bright flags were dancing in the wind. The city defenders in front had completely fled. Looking at the mess on the ground and the green forests in the east and west, everyone looked excitedly at the numerous achievements of their own camp and their blood boiled.
.
The two armies led by Qiu Xiaotang and Qingnan Shuangjian met at Xilin Lake Square, like two lions with great momentum. This is the capital city of a huge country, but it was unexpectedly abandoned under the joint attack of these reckless heroes.
Helmet, what a feat.
The nearly ten thousand green forest heroes present had never even dreamed that one day they would be able to accomplish such a shocking feat.
Pairs of fiery eyes focused on the heroic hero at the same time, and the huge crowd of green forest heroes simultaneously exclaimed the title of commander-in-chief in their hearts...
Yushuai... Yushuai... Yushuai...
The swords were shining, the crowd was excited, and thousands of torches were shining brightly amidst the thunderous shouts.
The word Yushuai has since become a myth among mortal heroes, a legend among immortal myths...
Feng Jueyu's face was expressionless as he looked at the front of the majestic capital. Lines of neat military horses were slowly approaching. There were two teams in total. The one on the left was covered in gold armor, and the one on the right was covered in black armor. There were horses under the seats.
They were all excellent breeds, and none were mismatched. Looking at the two teams moving forward, Feng Jueyu kept sneering in his heart.
"Imperial Guards, Yulin Forbidden Army, Zhou Renguang, you underestimate me. Without Tianjian Mountain's private army, trying to block the Black Armored Guards is simply a fantasy..."
From his belly, two generals appeared in the front of the army. They were both good martial arts masters. Their bodies were filled with golden light, indicating that their cultivation had reached the realm of true martial arts perfection. The two men urged their horses forward, unsmiling, and their eyes were full of fear.
Meaning.
Seeing Feng Jueyu on the divine horse opposite, the two looked at each other and the golden-armored general spoke up: "Is the rebel leader Feng Jueyu ahead?"
Feng Jueyu smiled and said nothing...
The man looked at the grass nearby, and suddenly he had a look of disdain, and laughed loudly: "Haha, the mob dares to rebel. I am Xiao Jin, the commander of the imperial guards, so why don't you come here quickly?"
To die..."
"Whoa!"
With a flick of the spear, Feng Jueyu pointed at Feng Jueyu...
Feng Jueyu curled his lips slightly, thinking that this guy is really a fucking fool, thinking that he is the leader of the Imperial Guards, and he dares to make such a noise even if he is in the True Martial Realm.
Without him opening his mouth, Qian Ji Cao Mang burst out laughing. At this moment, Feng Jueyu waved his hand fiercely, and the laughter suddenly stopped, as if the whole world had quieted down.
"Who will take the head of this idiot general on behalf of our alliance?"
Many people responded to this question, and at this moment, Qiu Xiaotang rushed forward and shouted: "Qiu, please understand..."
Before Feng Jueyu could say anything, Qiu Xiaotang rushed forward with a gust of wind, a mountain-climbing sword that was about ten feet long, and sent white sparks on the ground straight towards Xiao Jin.
The horse is fast, the sword is dodge, and the man is bold. Qiu Xiaotang's Lingwu Realm cultivation is far superior to Xiao Jin. Just when Xiao Jin raised his spear and prepared to parry, suddenly, Qiu Xiaotang's legs flew into the air like tops, and opened the mountain.
The broadsword danced into a huge wind ball in the sky, and it struck down with one strike.
"Woo..."
The low sound of the wind was like the roar of the sea. In the square where thousands of people gathered, the sword flashed and with a pop, Xiao Jin didn't even have a chance to fight back. Qiu Xiaotang slashed him diagonally from his right shoulder to his left waist with his gun.