The dazzling golden light enveloped Feng Jueyu's hard fist, which was not that big, and smashed it head-on with a roaring sound of breaking wind. The speed was fast and ruthless. Mobile version
In close combat, Feng Jueyu has always had a great advantage. Since the evolution of "Zhenwu Saint Intersection" into the True Saint Tribulation, and the integration of the "Emperor's Palace of Life", his physical defense has reached a level of
To an extremely frightening point, an ordinary third-level heavenly treasure has no chance of harming him. Even if a master in the same realm uses a third-level heavenly treasure, it will not be able to truly harm his fundamentals.
The dazzling light of the fist arrived in front of Ruan Shuheng in an instant. The air-breaking power of the fist alone caused fine cracks to appear in the five-layer divine armor that Ruan Shuheng was proud of.
"What a strong punch."
Ruan Shuheng has been hiding outside the realm of chaos for many years to practice. To put it bluntly, he doesn't have much knowledge. He once felt that he had reached the state of the Great Perfection of the Universe and could sweep across Liuhe in Jiujie Mountain. No one could defeat him in Taoist martial arts, but he was invincible.
Unexpectedly, in this world, there are all kinds of people with extraordinary abilities, and the most unlucky thing about him is that he met the most domineering one among them.
As the old fist approached, Ruan Shuheng stepped back in horror. His palms flew like butterflies in the forest. He instantly made a palm print on his chest and pushed forward in parallel.
How could Feng Jueyu's steady and heavy blows be matched by a hasty response?
The fist broke through the palm force in an instant, and the terrifying forward force turned into a fist light, directly pressing the opponent's palm mark on Ruan Shuheng's body.
"boom!"
The golden light of the fist bloomed and splashed, and at the same time there was a low muffled sound. Ruan Shuheng felt that the energy and blood in his body were churning at the same time, and his body involuntarily retreated like a flying arrow.
"Whoa!"
Feng Jueyu punched out, but was not satisfied. He swayed and approached again, this time even faster. He raised his old fist and hit Ruan Shuheng on the shoulder.
Ruan Shuheng, who was in a state of chaos, had no time to react. He only felt his shoulders sink, and an extremely terrifying devastation smashed his shoulder blades, and his body hit the ground like a cannonball.
"boom!"
Two moves!
A large crater with a diameter of about three meters appeared on the ground. The surrounding woods were all smashed by Ruan Shuheng's body, and a large number of debris danced wildly in the air.
"A worthy death."
Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, ignored everyone and flew to the ground. At this moment, a sword light suddenly appeared silently beside him.
"Um?"
Feng Jueyu turned around and saw that the person who took action was the woman in gorgeous clothes. This woman was indeed not as good as Ruan Shuheng, but her courage impressed Feng Jueyu.
The sword light came at a rapid speed, Feng Jueyu paused, raised his right hand, and stretched out his index fingers to clamp the sword's edge.
"Your senior brother can't catch two of my moves, how dare you make a mistake?"
After encountering resistance, the delicate wrist of the woman in gorgeous clothes could not move forward any further. Seeing this scene, the woman in gorgeous clothes was dripping with sweat, but she still stubbornly used all her strength to push the sword edge from Feng Jueyu's fingers.
He pulled it out, but unfortunately Feng Jueyu's strength was too great. The seal between his two fingers flashed, like a sealed strange talisman holding the tip of the sword firmly without moving.
Seeing this, the heart of the woman in gorgeous clothes instantly sank to the bottom. The strength of the opponent was so terrifying. With her idiot senior brother, she was not qualified to compete with the masters of Jiujie Mountain. Who is this person? Why is he so powerful?
His cultivation is so powerful that he actually feels like a Taoist martial artist.
The woman in gorgeous clothes pulled out her long sword with all her strength twice. Seeing Feng Jueyu, who was as steady as a mountain, not moving or saying a word, her fragrant black long hair stood up automatically.
She suddenly let go of her hand, abandoned her sword, and quickly formed a seal with her hands on her chest, and then the lantern flew over behind her.
The paper lantern was carrying some strange pictures, and it quickly spun around Feng Jueyu, like a revolving lantern. In just one breath, Feng Jueyu's vision suddenly changed. Sometimes the mountains and rivers were clear, and sometimes the mountains were towering.
The illusion invaded Feng Jueyu's mind.
"Ecstasy lamp?"
Feng Jueyu Ruoran was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, a figure flew over from the illusion, and a wild elephant appeared inexplicably, swinging its long trunk and smashing into Feng Jueyu's chest.
"court death!"
Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, Yuan Chen's spiritual technique was activated in his mind, and two clusters of starlight flew out from the center of his forehead like lightning, and hit the beast.
Under the impact of Yuan Chen's spiritual technique of Double Stars Confronting the Moon, the huge beast turned into silver dust all over the sky with a bang, exploding in front of Feng Jueyu's eyes, and then, Feng Jueyu stretched out a palm,
Passing through mountains and valleys, the river suddenly grabbed the neck of the woman in gorgeous clothes with a snap.
The arrogant divine power seeped out, and the illusion in front of him disappeared on the spot. What was replaced was the woman in gorgeous clothes tightly grasping his big, plier-like hand with two slender palms, struggling hard with her suppressed face flushed.
"Damn it, what are you doing standing still? Kill him."
At this time, Ruan Shuheng, who had just recovered, flew up from the ground and ordered the three followers around him to kill Feng Jueyu.
"Don't move!"
At the critical moment, the woman in gorgeous clothes shouted. The three followers originally saw that Feng Jueyu's cultivation was not comparable to those of them, so they hesitated to take action. But now after hearing the order from the woman in gorgeous clothes, they immediately stood up.
It stayed on the same spot and did not fly over.
Ruan Shuheng stood up with an indignant look on his face and roared with blood on his lips: "Let go of my junior sister."
Feng Jueyu glanced at Ruan Shuheng with squinted eyes and said: "Draw me a portrait of Luo Shihong, otherwise, I will kill her now."
"you dare."
"You think I don't dare?"
Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows, and his two dark eyes burst into light. With just this glance, Ruan Shuheng subconsciously took a step back and swallowed uncontrollably.
After a few exchanges, if he could no longer see that his opponent's cultivation level was far behind his own, Ruan Shuheng would not be worthy enough to enter Guanmen Ridge to participate in any kind of son-in-law selection competition.
Just now, he was just in a moment of anger, so he did not show any fear, but now seeing that his junior sister was unable to survive even a single move, Ruan Shuheng also felt that he had hit a brick wall, but he still said forcefully: "I'm warning you.
, Ma let my junior sister go, otherwise my master will not let you go. Do you know who my master is? He is Tian Wenzi from the Chaos Realm, a true master of Taoism and martial arts."
In desperation, Ruan Shuheng reported all the names of his masters, but unfortunately, it was of no use.
Feng Jueyu's eyes were still sharp and strange, full of contempt.
Seeing that he was silent, the woman in gorgeous clothes quickly begged for mercy with difficulty: "You don't have to force my senior brother. He has never met Luo Shihong. It is really impossible to draw a portrait of Luo Shihong. If you want to find Luo Shihong, I can help you!"
"You?" Feng Jueyu was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Why do you prove that you recognize Luo Shihong?"
The woman in gorgeous clothes patted Feng Jueyu's hand with suffocation. When the latter saw this, the strength of his hand relaxed a little. The woman in gorgeous clothes took a big breath of air and then replied seriously: "A hundred years ago, I was a disciple of my master.
As ordered by the Lord, I went to Shanhai Academy to ask for a secret book. I lived in Wulou for half a month and even discussed with Luo Shihong. Do you finally believe it?"
Feng Jueyu pondered for a moment after hearing this, then raised his head and said, "Okay, I can let them go, but you must follow me and find Luo Shihong, and I will let you go."
"What are you talking about in your sleep? It's impossible for Junior Sister to leave with you?"
When Ruan Shuheng heard that Feng Jueyu forced the woman in colorful clothes to leave with him, he was so angry that he wanted to fly over. However, before he could fly a few meters away, Feng Jueyu freed up his left hand and quickly drew a formation talisman across the air.
Then he threw it in front of Ruan Shuheng, a few feet away.
The Trap Character Formation Talisman flew out and exploded several feet away in front of Ruan Shuheng. The terrifying power of the formation directly blasted a huge space black hole with a diameter of several feet and a length. At the same time, in the space black hole
Everything nearby was sucked in, and even the ground sank a few feet deep, creating a vacuum zone directly in front of Ruan Shuheng.
Being blocked by the black hole, Ruan Shuheng subconsciously stepped back. After standing firm in the air, cold sweat instantly flowed all over his body.
"Damn, this guy's strength is so terrifying, I don't have the ability to resist at all."
Ruan Shuheng thought in horror, the little pride in his heart was trampled to pieces by Feng Jueyu, and he never dared to approach rashly again.
"This is already the second time. If you do it again, I can send you back to the west."
Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, grabbed the shoulder of the gorgeously dressed woman with one hand, and after a few ups and downs, disappeared into the dense woods.
Ruan Shuheng stared blankly at Juechen's retreating figure for half a cup of tea, and then angrily cursed at the three followers: "You're still fucking watching, hurry up and chase."
The three followers were scared to death, and they said tremblingly: "Senior brother, let's go after him, that guy is so powerful, we can't even pinch him with one finger."
Ruan Shuheng kicked this person and cursed: "You fart, you have to chase me even if you die. If Master knows that we can't even protect our junior sister, he won't skin us."
"Are you going to take action?" Another follower asked timidly.
"Move your ass, if I want to move you, follow quickly."
"Ah, okay, okay..."
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Half an hour later, Feng Jueyu and the woman in gorgeous clothes stopped on a mountain peak that was neither high nor short, and sat on the mountain peak to meditate.
The woman in gorgeous clothes stood behind Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu didn't even say a word, and she didn't dare to escape privately. She was as obedient as a sculpture.
After about a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu collected his energy and absorbed it into his body. He sat there with his back to the woman in the attire and asked, "Tell me about Luo Shihong!"
The woman in the gorgeous dress put on her sleeves awkwardly, walked up to Feng Jueyu with some trepidation, and said, "He is a genius."