In the fierce battle in Overlord City, Feng Jueyu rolled and crawled around the city and fled. At this time, his Skyfall Sword and all the treasures on his body were useless, and he could not adjust his breath for a while.
There is no way to regroup and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.
High in the sky, Xiaoyue Sect and others were watching extremely anxiously. Yi Bingyan wanted to step forward to save her, but was stopped by Xiao Yuehe: "Nephew and wife, don't go there."
"Old Xiao, my husband is in danger. I can exchange my life for my life, but I can't let my husband die in the hands of that thief." Yi Bingyan said stubbornly.
Xiao Yuehe firmly stopped Yi Bingyan and others, because at this time, everyone could see that Feng Jueyu was not without the strength to fight, but was temporarily unable to adjust his breath to form a counterattack. As long as someone blocked it for him
, maybe the situation will develop in an optimistic direction, so besides Yi Bingyan, there is more than one person who will stand up.
Shangguan Ruomeng, Sima Ruyu, and even Shangguan Ruofan, etc., all stepped forward to rescue him.
But Xiao Yuehe didn't let them make a wrong step on their errand, and said anxiously: "What do you know? That kid won't die that easily. If you go up now, not only will you not be able to save him, but you will also cause him trouble. Look at Duan Xinghuang,
He wants to go in and kill Feng Xiaozi more than you do, but do you think he dares to move?"
Not far away, Duan Xinghuang gritted his teeth in hatred, and his eyes kept following Feng Jueyu's escape trajectory. It was obvious that he really wanted to take the opportunity to rush forward and stumble Feng Jueyu. It would be best if he could
He could kill Feng Jueyu with one sword, but he really didn't dare to move.
You must know that this is a critical moment for Feng Jueyu and Fu Tian. No matter who goes in, the sword does not have eyes, and with Fu Tian's current combat power, with just one shot, it is possible to pick out a master in the middle and late stages of Qiankun.
, and I haven’t given you a chance to leave your last words. Under such circumstances, who dares to move.
"Then what should we do? Are we just going to watch my brother-in-law die?" Shangguan Ruofan asked with his eyes narrowed.
"He said he would find a solution. Why are you anxious? Believe him." Xiao Yuehe knew that caring would lead to chaos, so he encouraged everyone while admonishing.
On the mountain outside the city, Jiu Kuangjie's palms were so sweaty that he said tremblingly: "Grandpa, this Feng Jueyu won't just die like this, will he?"
The smile on Jiu Qimu's face has disappeared, but it is not because he is worried, but because he has entered the battlefield in a mood, and as the war situation continues to change, he has integrated into it.
"It's hard to say, the cultivation level of this Futian is extraordinary, and now it seems that some kind of magic weapon has been used. If Feng Jueyu can't think of a way, he may really die from this." Jiu Qimu said calmly.
He looked up, then glanced at Xuan Shang in the distance, and immediately said happily: "Haha, Grandpa, although I don't know if Feng Jueyu will have any back-ups, but the one who is most anxious now is probably Shu Xuan.
This old guy has been holding back on wanting to get involved so that Xiaoyue Sect will miss him, but now he wants to get involved, but I'm afraid he can't."
"Why?" Jiu Kuangjie was stunned.
"It goes without saying." Jiu Qimu said jokingly: "Xuanshang is rushing to save people and ask for favors, but Na Futian is too strong, he must take his own safety into consideration."
After Jiu Qimu finished speaking, his eyes returned to Feng Jueyu who was rolling all over the ground in Ba Kong City, and sighed: "Splendid Blessed Land can't interfere anymore. Now it depends on Feng Jueyu's fate. Alas, this world is too difficult.
If you pester him, it’s not easy to win against him.”
After Jiu Qimu's words fell, Jiu Kuangjie fell silent, and just outside the city in the distance, on an inconspicuous cloud, Xiao Hongzhang looked at the crazy and demonic Futian on the field with a smile and his hands behind his back.
, said with a joking smile: "It's not that easy to kill Feng Jueyu. If he died so easily, he wouldn't be able to get the Wu Cang Flying Fish Arrow in Yin Ji's Tomb. Hehe."
As soon as Xiao Hongzhang finished speaking, Futian's sixth spear instantly reached behind Feng Jueyu.
His speed was beyond Feng Jueyu's imagination. To put it bluntly, he was trying his best to hide and didn't even have a chance to use the Wuming formation.
Even if you can form the fastest technique, it can't be as fast as Futian's spear. From this point of view, the real Daowu realm must be more terrifying than the current Futian.
After dodging five shots in a row while rolling around in the city, Feng Jueyu knew that he couldn't dodge the last shot, so he pounced forward, letting his vital points escape the fatal shot first, and with a thought in his mind,
Opened the realm of Tiandaozhu.
"Crack!"
The thick thunderbolt spear exploded in his left arm, and a cloud of white smoke suddenly rose in the city. Feng Jueyu shrank, fell to the ground one after another, and rolled forward.
When Futian saw that the shot worked, he was overjoyed and didn't want to miss the opportunity. He laughed loudly and held the gun before killing: "Feng, whether you accept it or not, you are dead."
"boom!"
After Futian finished speaking, he stabbed the gun into the ground. When he took out the gun, he made a prediction and determined that Feng Jueyu would definitely die after taking this shot.
The terrifyingly powerful gun blast exploded on the ground, stirring up countless flying rocks and yellow sand. Several swaying houses near the street collapsed and fell apart due to the fluctuations of the gun blast.
"Haha, if you pretend to be pretentious and pretentious with me, I will poke you to death, poke you to death..."
Futian had already fought to the point of madness, and did not even look at the dusty ground. After landing, he fired his guns continuously, and the ground rumbled. Within a moment, mud, rocks and soil flew into the air, splashing ten feet high. On the ground, a huge
The pit is bottomless.
"Husband!"
"metropolitan!"
Inside and outside Ba Kong City, Xiaoyue Sect's troops were in a state of confusion. Countless cries rang out. Shangguan Ruomeng and others were about to fly over with red eyes. But this time, even Xiao Yuehe couldn't help but burst into tears.
But just when everyone thought that Feng Jueyu died without a burial place, suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind Fu Tian.
"Even if you die, I won't die. If you want my life, you have to go down and ask the King of Hell if he will take it or not."
"What?"
Futian, who was stabbing the ground with the Xuanting Luo gun, was startled when he heard the sound, and immediately felt a heavy punch coming from behind.
"Peng!"
There was a muffled sound from Futian's neck, and he fell to the ground in a panic. His big face wiped the gravel-filled street, and he slid out several feet away in one breath.
"Feng Jueyu, is he not dead yet?"
Outside the city, on Xuan Shang, Jiu Qimu flew up in shock and flew into Ba Kong City like lightning, wanting to see up close how Feng Jueyu survived.
At this time, a figure flew up from the ruins, hanging an injured arm, pinched a seal with one hand, and then silently recited the nameless formula of the formation in his heart.
"Feng Jueyu, you have to die..."
Futian fell down and got up, and was about to turn around and fight again. Suddenly, he found that the ground beneath his feet was shaking with a rumble.
In mid-air, a black lotus platform suddenly appeared. Feng Jueyu held the seal with one hand, and the pure and pure black source of divine power lingered on his body. The strong and turbulent aura of death was constantly flooding his body.
As soon as Futian stood up, everyone heard a roar, and then, the ground of Overlord City crazily collapsed downwards.
Almost in the blink of an eye, a huge circular abyss appeared. When bursts of Yin origin energy burst out, eight miserable beasts stretched out from the dark, bottomless abyss.
His big white-bone hands grasped Futian tightly in an instant.
These big hands yanked down hard, and Fu Tian was caught off guard and was dragged into the abyss. In less than half a breath, countless black and white impermanence, evil ghosts and innocent souls, zombies and skeletons crawled out from inside, and then they
Like an army of ants crawling out of the ground, they were drowned in the abyss.
Looking at the densely packed fierce ghosts, everyone's scalps became numb uncontrollably. The huge abyss was just that. A black cloud very low to the ground appeared in the sky, pressing down on the Overlord City.
A large number of black talismans, like lightning floating in the clouds, began a careful layout.
"Crack!"
A black thunder descended, and a large number of dead ghosts flew out of the abyssal stream. They circled in the air for three weeks and flew towards the abyssal stream.
"This is... a formation?"
Above the clouds, Ying Qiankun, led by Xuan Shang and Jiu Qimu, the monks in the Chengdao realm were dumbfounded. At this time, if they could not see that Feng Jueyu had used the magical power of the formation, others would have no face in Jiu
Jieshan is mixed up.
But what surprised them was that this formation could actually trap a Futian who was in the lower realm of martial arts.
What kind of formation is it?
How domineering.
In the Overlord City, the howling sounds of evil spirits continued to resound through the sky. Combined with the black thunder in the black clouds, it had the potential to destroy the world. Even many monks who were fighting against the two major forces were caught off guard.
Feng Jueyu fell into the Yuanjian, but Feng Jueyu casually turned around and released his own people. As for the disciples of Shenglong Mountain and Izumo Imperial Palace, they seemed to be buried in advance, and they were not affected by Feng Jueyu.
Feather's care.
"boom!"
After three breaths, a thunder gun burst out of the hole, and the terrifying electric current blew away countless innocent souls and ghosts, followed by Futian, crawling out from among the thousands of innocent souls.
But as soon as he climbed halfway, two of the four bone giants jumped out, flew to his shoulders, and stepped on him hard. The other two bone giants grabbed Futian's legs and pulled him down.
With half of his body exposed, Fu Tian continuously punched and cursed: "Young man named Feng, do you have the guts to come over here and create a formation-breaking technique just to trap me?"
"The formation-breaking method?" Feng Jueyu, who was sitting on the black lotus platform, narrowed his eyes slightly and said jokingly: "Then let me show you the power of this formation-breaking method of our sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu changed the technique in his hand, using one finger on his right hand.
Tens of thousands of wandering souls flew out of the abyss, stood in a circle, emitted blood-curdling howls, and turned into black groups of light, overwhelming the sky and flying towards the sky.
"Boom!"
Tens of thousands of black soul masses exploded on Futian at the same time.