The exquisite and delicate sword light was as powerful as lightning, and it instantly pierced the Fu Hui on the woman's chest. As the sword's intention spread, a huge force was spreading on the Fu Hui.
The destructive power of the top-quality Yin Qi is far beyond that of ordinary vitality. In just a moment, the fuhui on the woman's chest made a cracking sound of "click, click".
The woman still didn't believe her eyes. She lowered her head and took a look. She saw that Fu Hui was wrapped in a layer of light gray air flow. During this time, the aura had been completely suppressed by the gray air flow. A small sword light was shining on Fu Hui.
There is a faint gray light flashing, which seems ordinary, but in fact a terrible destructive force is affecting Fu Hui.
Peng!
Wow!
A second later, the talisman on the woman's body shattered with a sound. The talisman's power seemed to be broken into pieces like glass fragments, and the pieces flew away. The sword intent on the sword was so powerful that it knocked the woman away in the blink of an eye.
After rolling in the air for several breaths, he fell awkwardly into a thorn bush full of barbs.
Defeat the enemy with one move.
The woman's pride and arrogance were instantly shattered by the sword light. At this time, the three-hole mortals in the forest all opened their mouths in shock.
"Are you too strong?" Feng Jueyu stood there in a daze. He didn't move from the beginning to the end. He just curled his fingers and sent out a sword light, knocking the woman back from the front.
However, looking at the awkward posture of the woman who fell among the thorns, Feng Jueyu subconsciously thought that he might have used too much force. If he used less force, he could break Fu Hui without hurting anyone. But now,
The woman didn't seem to be having a good time.
There was a rustling in the dense thorn bush, and it took a few seconds for the woman to crawl out of it. There was a bright red blood stain on the corner of her mouth, and the talisman on her head was missing. A messy black hair fell on her thin body.
On her fragrant shoulders, the softness and natural beauty just now have completely disappeared, and her body is covered with stains mixed with soil and blood. She looks like a beggar who has been wandering in the deserted wasteland for a long time, and is even more embarrassed than a beggar.
The Sandong Fanzi in the woods were all stunned. They never thought that Yanxian would be defeated so simply and in such an embarrassing manner. In the fight between Yanxian and this new member of the cabinet, both sides only made one move, and the same
With one move, Yanxian was defeated, and the new member of the cabinet didn't even move a step.
Just by hooking his finger and using a wisp of sword energy, Yanxian was left in a state of panic. How powerful is this?
In the thorn bush, Yanxian's delicate hands were covered with wounds scratched by the barbs of the thorns. She had disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and stood up with blood and mud stains all over her body. A pair of eyes like autumn water appeared at some point.
A circle of blood.
Yanxian's eyes were red as she watched her hands tremble unconsciously, and her whole body fell into a daze. When she looked at the talisman that was completely gone, she couldn't hide the surprise and shock in her heart, and her heart palpitated inexplicably.
"Just one sword energy not only broke through the defense of my divine armor, but also killed the talisman's aura condensed on the talisman plate. I lost. I actually lost. I was defeated by one move?" Yan
Xian couldn't believe it. His previous pride and arrogance were completely overwhelmed by horror and fear.
"Girl, are you okay?"
At this moment, Feng Jueyu's voice came over, causing Yanxian to subconsciously raise her head and look over.
The man standing in the grass in front of him is as tall as jade. It seems that the previous battle did not mess up his Qi in the slightest. Instead, he is calm and calm. How can this guy be so strong? So powerful.
There is only a first glimpse of the realm? This is impossible?
After being dazed for a few seconds, Yanxian suddenly gritted her teeth and became angry. She slowly raised her jade palm to form a large white talisman, and was about to launch a second round of attack on Feng Jueyu.
"Girl..." Feng Jueyu originally had good intentions and wanted to ask Yanxian if she was hurt. Now it seems that the latter is definitely fine, but she broke the rules when she wanted to take action.
Feng Jueyu called out softly, and then reminded in a low voice: "...You lose."
Yanxian was stunned, then a string of tears flowed down unwillingly from the corner of her eyes, and the big talisman with concentrated divine power on her jade palm slowly retracted.
Seeing that he would not take action again, Feng Jueyu breathed a sigh of relief. After sighing lightly, he looked at the several Sandong Fanzi who were surrounding him. He very boldly used his spiritual sense to sense the cultivation of several people, and then said extremely calmly.
Said: "I'm afraid you are not much stronger than Miss Yanxian. You are no match for me, so don't humiliate yourself."
After he finished speaking, he sighed, slowly walked to the other side of the grass with his feet high, and grabbed a crescent-shaped talisman from the grass that was still shining, and then squeezed it hard with his hand, and with a snap, the talisman was
Power overflowed from his fingers.
"This is not..." Feng Jueyu shook his head and walked away.
Several Sandong Fanzi looked at his back, not daring to move at all, as if they were having a nightmare.
"Fellow Taoist, you are indeed very capable, but you just injured my junior sister, and you just want to walk away? Where do you place the majesty of Zhitian Pavilion?"
Just when Feng Jueyu was about to continue searching, several more portals opened in mid-air, and more three-hole mortals in white came across the void to find them.
Feng Jueyu raised his head after hearing the words, only to feel a steady stream of powerful auras appearing. In the void portal in mid-air, one after another three-hole mortals dressed in white were led by a very handsome male cultivator. Feng Cai
The extraordinary loftiness came across the void.
The leading male cultivator is none other than Li Yanyi's senior brother, the number one mortal among the three caves: Xiaoyun.
"Brother Xiaoyun, that's him." Xiu Yanyi's white clothes were fluttering. She looked like a fairy on earth, with a jade face and a charming face, and black silk like a waterfall. But when she looked at Feng Jueyu, her beautiful eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
, as if Xiu Yuzhong’s matter has not passed over her.
"Brother Wei knows that you are just a ungrateful boy. Brother Wei is here to help you vent your anger."
Xiaoyun smiled kindly and touched Xiu Yanyi's head. Needless to say, he expressed his affection for her.
On the way here, Xiu Yanyi retold Feng Jueyu's "evil deeds" to her brother with added embarrassment, and effortlessly aroused Xiaoyun's anger.
At this moment, Xiaoyun arrived. Firstly, he was ordered by the pavilion to stop Feng Jueyu and make it more difficult. Secondly, he wanted to vent his bad breath on Xiu Yanyi's behalf.
Dozens of Sandong Mortals gathered together, all of them were strong men in the First Peeping Realm. Although they were old and young, their cultivation level could not be measured by their age.
Xiaoyun stood out from the crowd with unrivaled energy. He floated into the woods, slowly stood in the grass five feet away from Feng Jueyu, and looked at the former with a sinister smile on his face.
"My skills are good, and I have a basic understanding of the divine language, but you still don't seem to know where this place is?" Xiaoyun's disdain was reflected in his expression, and he did not hide his contempt for Feng Jueyu at all.
Feng Jueyu was calm as usual, looked at Xiaoyun and said: "White clothes and white crowns, you are mortals. What do you mean by three-hole mortals?"
"You don't even know about Sandong Fanzi, so you dare to act wild in Zhitian Pavilion?" Xiaoyun curled his lips contemptuously, and said calmly: "It's okay to tell you, anyway, you don't dare to go out and talk nonsense..." He paused.
After a pause, he really started to explain: "In this pavilion, there is a divine talisman peak that imparts the magic of heaven and captures the power of heaven. The divine talisman peak is divided into seventeen caves. Under the five caves, there are all mortals. In three of them, mortals wear white clothes and white crowns.
The four-dong fanzi wears blue clothes and blue crowns, and the fifth-dong fanzi wears blue clothes and green crowns..."
Feng Jueyu suddenly understood and said casually: "So, you are not the most powerful among mortals. You don't even wear blue clothes, and you dare to show yourself?"
As soon as this sentence came out, it angered the three-dong mortals. An old man stood up and snorted: "Even if you are a three-dong mortal, you are not someone who can be despised casually by an ignorant boy. You bastard, pick me up."
Give it a try."
After the old man finished speaking, he jumped out and thrust one claw towards Feng Jueyu's face. Before the person could fly over, complex lines suddenly appeared on his face. These lines flashed and merged, turning into a white crane.
At the top of the head, the claw wind tore apart, and the sound of the wind it brought was like the scream of a spiritual crane, which was very harsh. The thorns all over the place were twisted and flew by the wind blade, and the robe on Feng Jueyu's body was also blown.
Countless invisible and intangible wind blades struck Feng Jueyu's body in an instant, causing the sound of tinkling gold and iron on the surface of the divine armor.
The old man took action whenever he was told, which was consistent with the domineering style of members of the Zhitian Pavilion.
Xiaoyun didn't stop him at this time. He also wanted to see how capable Feng Jueyu was. Knowing the opponent, he could win every battle.
Since he came to take the exam, Feng Jueyu naturally made preparations early. To be honest, he didn't want to waste time with these three-hole mortals, because in his eyes, the cultivation of these people was far from enough.
"The momentum is good, but the power is just mediocre." Feng Jueyu snorted, raised his right arm and swung it gently in front of his chest. All the invisible wind blades were swept away by him, and then he slowly stretched forward with his fingertips.
A gray sword energy suddenly struck back at the old man.
Bang bang!
With two consecutive collisions, the crane's magical power displayed by the old man was destroyed. The crane's shadow collapsed and its magical power was destroyed instantly.
The sword energy that Feng Jueyu unleashed was as powerful as a rainbow, and it pierced the old man's palm with incomparable accuracy.
The terrifying sword intent erupted invisibly, and the old man was severely startled. Then he saw the white light of Fuhui on his chest blazing brightly, and an unknown force turned into a surging white spring from inside Fuhui.
Instantly transferred from the old man's body to his arm, and finally to the palm of his hand, a large group of white light condensed, which seemed to block Feng Jueyu's sword energy.
But he still miscalculated. When the white light condensed to its strongest intensity, the gray sword energy suddenly trembled, and a bolt of lightning suddenly flew out from the sword energy, hitting the old man right in the face.
A white light flashed on the old man's face, and then with a bang, he flew away like a beautiful fairy.
Another move knocked down a three-hole mortal. Feng Jueyu snorted and said extremely arrogantly: "It's a waste of time to do it one by one. Let's do it together."