Dezi has long admired the strong, especially those close to him. If he knew a few big shots, he would be eager to brag about them. But today, people like Lin Lie were just looking at them.
He wanted to die without a burial place, but he didn't expect that Feng Jueyu's sudden appearance would bring with him the sect leaders of the other two Tianzongs in Hanzhou and nearly a thousand highly skilled elites within the two sects.
So Dezi suddenly got carried away, got excited, and went berserk. After laughing, Dezi said to Qinghai, Changxing: "Brothers, this is the moment. I never dreamed that one day I would dare to
Fighting with people like Lu Jiuyou and Hua Huolie with real swords and guns, I really didn’t expect that our Brother Xu and Brother Lin would be so powerful. Brothers, don’t be dumb and help, haha.”
While Dezi was laughing wildly, he waved the long and narrow horse-killing sword with both hands and rushed into the crowd like a violent bear.
Of course, what he said about having a big fight with Lu Jiuyou and Hua Huolie was not really that he went straight to Lu Jiuyou and Hua Huolie. This kid is not stupid. He knows that his skills are nothing compared to other people's eyesight.
, but this does not prevent him from finding the strong men in Guiyin Mountain.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu has a lot of experts and a lot of manpower. From quantity to quality, they are not inferior to Lu Jiuyou and Hua Huolie. Among them, the strong ones in the early stage of Qiankun are even more loyal and brave, Man Junlu.
, Fan Wudou and the three of them, plus Feng Jueyu, a strong man who could compete face-to-face with Lu Jiuyou, were far away in Netherworld City and Burning Sun Valley, so the fear in Dezi's heart completely disappeared, replaced by that.
The warlike nature of a wolf and a tiger.
Whoosh!
Lin Lie also took out his spear, pointed at the opposite side with murderous intent and cursed: "Damn it, my eldest brother is here, I'm still scared, come on, brothers."
Before he finished speaking, Qinghai had already rushed into the crowd. These little brothers were not weak in skills and were all very shrewd. When they saw that there were hundreds of people helping them, they started looking for each other like crazy.
The opponent, Netherworld City, and Burning Sun Valley started drinking.
Feng Jueyu looked around the audience. When he saw Wan Gang and Li Mubai teaming up to block Lu Jiuyou, he immediately without saying a word, he held the sky-falling sword and rushed towards Hua Huolie. His eyes were fierce, like a hungry wild wolf.
Yes, violent energy surged throughout his body.
Because when he came here, he specifically inquired about the situation of Wei Xu and Chang Xing. When he learned that the two brothers were tortured by Hua Huolie, he felt extremely unhappy, so he immediately targeted Hua Huolie.
"Scorching Sun Valley, are you an old man? If you hurt my brother, I will settle the account with you today."
In the chaotic night forest, figures flickered, and colorful divine powers danced brilliantly, making the entire dark forest of Qingshuitan Valley brighter than daylight. Colorful swords and sword shadows came and went, like waves, one wave higher than the other.
There is no sign of stopping.
As the saying goes, the sword has no eyes. In this case, no one will care whether they will hurt their own people.
You can hardly save your fucking life. If you still care about what others do, just do it.
And because of this, once the war started, some people ran out of the woods. These people were basically the weakest of the four sects of monks. It did not involve the issue of being afraid or not, but the mere
There are six or seven experts in the Qiankun Realm. The magical powers these people use are all covering. If they really fight under the noses of these people, it will be difficult not to die.
Therefore, nearly 2,000 people from the four Heavenly Sects together chased and fled outside Ye Youlin after the war began, and soon the Qingshui Pond was vacated by several masters.
Lu Jiuyou was single-handedly challenging Li Mubai and Wan Gang. He was forced to have no way forward and no way to retreat. A black steel long sword danced so airtight that it still could not stop Li Mubai's exquisite swordsmanship.
Coupled with Wan Gang's proficiency in many kinds of physical arts and magical powers, he can fight with his body without mercy. No matter how advanced he is, he can't stop the violent storm of the two masters.
Whoosh!
Unable to cope with it, Li Mubai stabbed Lu Jiuyou in the face with a long sword. He used a particularly unorthodox "Great Wind Chasing Sword Technique". His sword skills were so powerful that they were extremely mysterious.
His legal attainments were only a little better than those of ordinary masters of the same level. How could he block such exquisite swordsmanship? He raised his head and hid behind him, and the sword edge penetrated his scalp. Then Lu Jiuyou
He lowered his head and rushed to the left. The crown and bun on his head was instantly swept away by the sharp sword. His hair was disheveled and his image instantly became embarrassing.
At this time, Wan Gang rushed from the left. This man was like a humanoid rushing car, and he was proficient in the laws of space. With a movement of his body, the strong wind swept by countless cracks in the surrounding space, and a large number of void fragments exploded on the spot.
Come on, Lu Jiuyou's face was splashed all over.
The sharpness of the void fragments is far no less than that of a real treasure. Lucky for Lu Jiuyou, he has cultivated the divine armor to the fifth level. Otherwise, this move would have turned him into a painted face, but Wan Gang's purpose
It's not just that, the big cracked mountain claw brought up a dark wind, and it swept across Lu Jiuyou's chest in the blink of an eye.
Poof!
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, Lu Jiuyou's five-layer divine armor was first cut open by a sharp claw, and then the brocade robe on his chest was torn, and the skin and flesh on his chest were torn open, and blood gurgled out.
"Haha, Lu Jiuyou, even if you don't use formations, you can't do it. With this kind of skill, I'm afraid you won't even be able to beat the average late-stage Qiankun."
The hatred between Wan Gang and Lu Jiuyou was small and small, but it could not withstand the accumulation of hatred over time. The two heavenly sects had fought countless wars, large and small, over the territory, and every time, Wan Gang ended up defeated. The reason was that,
Lu Jiuyou's formation skills can block a hundred with one, and his Heaven and Earth Soul Hall is even more proficient in combined attack formations. This makes Steel Bone Ridge and Netherworld City suffer extremely every time they clash.
Therefore, Wan Gang's hatred for Lu Jiuyou was by no means a small grudge. He almost hated it to the core. How could Wan Gang let go of the opportunity to overthrow Lu Jiuyou after a long time.
Lu Jiuyou, who was hit by a claw on his chest, was in heart-wrenching pain. Seeing the three streaks of blood on his chest turn from red to red, he suddenly realized that he had been poisoned.
Wan Gang's Great Split Mountain Claw was soaked in the blood of countless poisonous corpses and is highly poisonous. After all, in Hanzhou, everyone is proficient in some partial spiritual and mysterious arts and the dark magical powers of the Nether Clan.
This is indeed normal, but being poisoned at this time is not a good thing for Lu Jiuyou, because once the poison enters the body, not only will his cultivation be greatly reduced, but over time, it will even cause serious sequelae.
However, Lu Jiuyou, who had been chased and beaten by Li Mubai and Wan Gang just now, had no time to set up his formation. Now he was swept away with a claw, which gave him the opportunity to set up his formation.
"Li Mubai, Wan Gang, you two despicable villains, I have no business with you."
Lu Jiuyou roared loudly, his claws changed back and forth, and claws flew out fiercely, scratching the surrounding void in an instant, and then a fantasy underground palace that was like a dream, and seemed real, destroyed the entire place with a bang.
shrouded.
Formation Huangquan Palace!
By the Qingshui Pond, except for Zhongyong who was guarding Lu Yingxuan, all the strong men in the Qiankun Realm gathered here. Seeing that they were trapped in the barrier, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling came from all around, they all subconsciously raised their heads and looked towards
Lu Jiuyou looked over.
It was too late, but it was too soon. When the experienced Li Mubai saw Lu Jiuyou setting up the formation, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his eyebrows, and then without even thinking about it, he grabbed the long sword in his hand and used teleportation to run towards Lu Jiuyou.
Killed in the direction.
"We can't let him set up a formation, Wan Gang, kill him."
Li Mubai, who had a strong sense of immortality, had a strong anger pouring out of his eyes at this moment. He knew in his heart that the formation space was terrifying. If Lu Jiuyou could recover, they would probably have to expend ten times more energy to do so.
It was possible to catch Lu Jiuyou's figure again, so Li Mubai flew over desperately.
When the Great Wind-Chasing Sword Technique was launched, thousands of sword energy rushed towards Lu Jiuyou like a dragon soaring like a dragon. Unfortunately, the formation space had already been set up, and the formation changes in it had long been endless according to Lu Jiuyou's thoughts.
The deduction started, and the sword wave like a storm came from the sky, like a sparkling white cloud. As soon as it reached Lu Jiuyou's head, suddenly, thousands of ghosts emerged from the underground palace and the underworld in groups, all of them
All the ghosts flew towards the sword tide.
The huge ball of light burst out frequently, like night ephemeris blooming instantly in the clear water pool. The sword tide was extremely ferocious, and those ghosts were like a hundred thousand troops who were not afraid of the coming. The two major killing moves were fighting in the air, but the sword tide could not be repeated.
Pushing forward, at this time, Lu Jiuyou's figure retreated violently. Not far away, Wan Gang came to block him with his old fist. The two of them fought several moves. Finally, a black tide appeared under Lu Jiuyou's feet, like a swamp.
He swallowed it in and disappeared without a trace.
"Damn it, if he escapes, he'll be in trouble." Li Mubai looked at it from a distance, sweating profusely.
But at this juncture, there was a buzzing sound, and another invisible light shield fell from the sky, firmly blocking the Formation Huangquan Palace from the outside world.
Not far away, Feng Jueyu held a sword in one hand, and the seals on his right hand underwent more than a hundred changes in an instant. After the formation "Wu Ming" was settled, an astonishing mudslide and thunder that filled the sky rushed towards the sky at the same time.
The domain space, which was seven to eight feet long, launched rounds of bombing.
It is also the deduction of formation changes. Feng Jueyu has now studied 408 types. Rolling stones, silt, tornadoes, wind blades, mixed with colorful thunder and violent wind, rain, hail and snow, are overwhelmingly pouring towards the formation.
In Huangquan Palace, under the continuous pressure of dozens of formation changes, the barrier near the black whirlpool that was sucked in by Lu Jiuyou suddenly collapsed on a large scale.
Boom!
The solid barriers collapsed one after another, and Lu Jiuyou's figure suddenly appeared a hundred meters away on the left side of Qingshuitan.