The formation of howling ghosts and gods was nameless. Zhuge Yuo's eyes were blank, and his pupils were full of fear. Looking at the narrow sword light that was dozens of feet long, he couldn't even think of any resistance.
"Zhuge Yu, your death has come..."
Under the howling of the miserable wind, Feng Jueyu didn't use the Eye of the Rock Demon at all and directly slashed with his sword.
He had been planning this move for a long time.
There is no way around this.
In the case of being seriously injured, Feng Jueyu was able to refine the third Yuan Du Dan within the time that the formation was unknown and trapped the two avenues of martial arts for an hour, and temporarily recovered some physical strength, which is already very impressive.
Easy thing.
Under this premise, it is still very difficult for him to use the Jue Tian Ba Flame Saber. Not only will it affect his injuries, but it will also deplete the little magical power he has recovered after adjusting his breath.
To put it bluntly, he only has the strength to kill one person now. That's it. He must restrain himself. Otherwise, once his divine power is exhausted, he will have to hide in the Tiandaozhu. In the end, he may make the same mistake again and be trapped in the Tiandaozhu.
Think of ways to escape.
Therefore, it was very difficult for Feng Jueyu to use this sword, but his purpose was very simple, which was to make Tianshui Palace pay the price of breach of contract.
Just like what he said to Zhuge Yu that day in Tianshui Palace: It's my thing, I will take it back with my own hands.
"cut!"
Seeing Zhuge Yu again, Feng Jueyu didn't say anything nonsense. He slashed out with the long and narrow Juetian Tyrant Flame Saber and was about to take Zhuge Yu's life.
"There is a formation here! Who is setting up the formation here!"
Just when Feng Jueyu was about to kill Zhuge Yu with one blow, suddenly, an inappropriate voice sounded from not far behind Zhuge Yu.
Hearing this voice, Feng Jueyu was startled for a moment, and then saw several figures rushing in from outside the formation.
"There's someone there..."
"Wow, what a powerful sword. Whose magic weapon is this..."
"The person in front is from Tianshui Palace..."
Within the nameless formation, several cultivators rushing around like headless flies suddenly broke in at this juncture. What made Feng Jueyu speechless the most was that one of these cultivators happened to appear in front of Zhuge Yu.
Not far away, it happened to block the direction of the Jue Tian Ba Flame Saber.
Zhuge Yu was stunned when the sudden change occurred, and even Feng Jueyu was momentarily stunned.
However, the sword energy had already been taken, and there was no possibility of taking it back. In desperation, Feng Jueyu could only grit his teeth and swing the sword in a desperate direction.
Tear it apart!
There was a sound of wind tearing apart the sky. Feng Jueyu, the unknown cultivator, and Zhuge Yue. Under these three points and one line, the Juetian Tyrant Flame Sword, with the aura of destroying the heaven and the earth, directly tore a black streak in the sky.
At the lacquered hole, one of the unlucky unknown cultivators appeared right under the blade, and was instantly torn open in the middle by the Juetian Tyrant Flame Saber.
The terrifying sword energy came up with the black divine fire, burning the man to ashes in an instant.
The remaining power of this sword energy also tore the other person's body in half diagonally, but this person was slightly farther back. In desperation, this person reacted extremely quickly, and directly escaped from his body.
The sudden change gave Zhuge Yu a chance to breathe. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly retreated into nothingness, because the sword energy was overwhelming, even if two unlucky guys helped him block it.
But it still couldn't stop the heaven-killing power of Jue Tian Ba's flame sword.
The knife is fast.
Zhuge Yu retreated quickly.
After a breath, a scream was heard in the air, and then a human leg flew out of nothingness, carrying blood boiling, and was thrown far away.
The leg flew out with half of the pelvic bone and minced meat, and a treasure bag shot high into the sky.
"Damn! This damn luck..."
Feng Jueyu swung out his sword, draining almost more than 90% of his divine power. Seeing that Zhuge Yumei only had one leg amputated, he couldn't help but curse in anger.
But the opportunity was lost, and Feng Jueyu was no longer able to fight. Thinking of this, he flew away, reached out to take Zhuge Yu's treasure bag in the air, and put it into his arms, then put away the Sky Falling Sword, the Qiyan Saber and the
After the treasure bags of the two unlucky ghosts, they escaped directly into the void and retreated wildly from the nameless gate of the formation.
After three breaths, Feng Jueyu left the formation Wuming, but he did not remove the formation base. Instead, he put his hands together and injected some top-quality Yin Qi into the formation, causing countless evil ghosts to fly around manically.
, after doing all this, he glanced back at the formation, cursed unwillingly, and then left the scene. After a few flying escapes, he left the Qingyao Fantasy Ruins, summoned the golden shuttle, and went inside
Escape and escape completely.
Killing Zhuge Yu, whether it was to vent his anger or for something else, he had to do it. However, Liang Zi had already formed a relationship with Tianshui Palace, and Feng Jueyu had nothing to regret. After all, Ban Cong was protecting him now. I believe
In the Ziyang Star Territory, with the protection of Ziguang Pavilion, Tianshui Palace cannot let itself run around like a bereaved dog.
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On the other side, there is a nameless formation.
As Feng Jueyu killed three practitioners with one strike, killing one, injuring one, and destroying one's body, the entire formation was completely in chaos.
Several practitioners are a small team, composed of geniuses from several heavenly sects from the same cultivation star. Their cultivation levels are not weak. Basically, all of them are masters of the Daowu First Preview Realm. There are only two of them.
Accompanying their senior brother and master, their cultivation level is only at the perfection level of Qiankun.
Among the two that Feng Jueyu killed just now, one was a master at the Perfection Realm of Qiankun, and the other guy whose body was destroyed was a master at the First Peeping Realm of Daowu.
There were seven people in this team. They originally planned to try their luck at Qingyao Fantasy Ruins to see if they could find some good stuff, but unexpectedly they encountered a disaster for no reason.
Because the incident happened suddenly, no one thought about it. It was not until a long time after one of the two people was dead and the other was completely destroyed that everyone thought of rescuing them.
"Quick, Junior Brother Chen..."
"Oh, no need. The person is gone. The golden body and soul are completely destroyed. That knife was too cruel."
"There is also Brother Zou. Brother Zou's spirit has escaped."
"I'm here, save me..."
Not far away, a small man, emitting white light and only the size of a head, floated in the sky. This object was the soul of the practitioner whose body was destroyed by the Juetian Tyrant Flame Sword.
As soon as this person's soul was exposed, he immediately attracted the prying eyes of several world spirits. Fortunately, everyone found out early and rushed forward to drive away the world spirits and eliminate them, thus saving this person's soul.
"Brother Zou, how are you?"
"Oh, the flesh body, my flesh body..."
"How could this happen? What just happened?"
A female cultivator in the team said with a serious face: "We broke into the formation set up by others. There are people inside who are dueling. I told you not to break in, but you refused to listen. Now we are in big trouble. Brother Zou, you...
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"Which bastard did it?"
"People have already escaped, so why do I look like a cultivator who has perfected the universe?"
"What? Impossible..."
"Hey, there's another person over there. The knife just seemed to be aimed at him..."
Everyone was talking in a flurry, not understanding the situation at all. However, everyone soon discovered Zhuge Yue who had escaped from the void. Everyone immediately surrounded him, ready to ask questions. They were even furious.
I want to put the blame on Zhuge Yu.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly broke through the shackles of the barrier and chased after him. Looking from a distance, he immediately appeared beside Zhuge Yu.
"Zhuge Yu, your leg..." He Ming rushed over and was shocked because he saw that Zhuge Yu's left leg was gone. The incision at the base of his thigh was very flat and there were traces of fire.
It was precisely because the fire burned the wound that Zhuge Yuo did not bleed excessively and fall into a severe coma.
"Don't talk about legs, my treasure bag..."
"How long has it been? Are you still carrying a treasure bag?"
He Ming was speechless for a moment. At this moment, several people in front broke through the barrier and surrounded the two of them. They all glared angrily and all their magical weapons came out.
"Who are you? Look at the good things you have done. Because of you, we lost two of our companions." A handsome young man stood up with a sword and shouted.
Zhuge Yu was already extremely angry. When he saw this man coming to ask for his guilt, he immediately yelled back: "Damn it, you guys rushed into other formations without any idea. You got into other people's ways and ran away."
Come and ask me, I think you are tired of living."
"Old man, our people died because of you, you still dare to be so rampant, brothers, kill him..."
"Yes, kill them..."
A group of people were shouting, but at this moment, one of the female cultivators stretched out her arms to stop everyone and said: "Don't be impulsive, don't do anything."
"Kill them..."
"Don't move, they are from Tianshui Palace..." Seeing that she could not control the situation, the female cultivator hurriedly yelled.
Just this sentence made everyone shut up.
Tianshui Palace is one of the ten major clans. Looking at the Tianhe Star Realm, few people or forces dare to turn against it.
When the female cultivator said that He Ming and Zhuge Yu were from Tianshui Palace, the cultivators in the team were stunned.
The female cultivator suppressed everyone's anger and quickly bowed to He Ming and Zhuge Yu, saying: "I have met two Taoist friends. Are these two Taoist friends from Tianshui Palace?"
Zhuge Yu was injured and was sweating profusely in pain. Seeing this, He Ming could only take over the words and said with a gloomy face: "That's right, He Ming is the head of Tianshui Palace. This is Zhuge
Yu is also from the Tianshui Palace, and even he is from the Zhuge clan."
"Zhuge!" When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.
The female Xiu Xiang's sweat suddenly dropped, and she quickly apologized: "It's just us who were rude. Why is this little girl in charge? Master Zhuge apologizes. Can you tell me what happened just now?"
Hearing this, He Ming looked at Zhuge Yu and whispered, "Where is Feng Jueyu?"
"Run away...this bastard..." Zhuge Yu gritted his teeth in hatred.
He Ming was speechless when he heard the words and said to the female monk: "This is not the place to talk. We have suffered a lot of losses. Come with me. Let's go to Liuyun Shelter to talk."