A heavy muffled blow hit Cheng Shaojing's armpits where his hands were tightly clasped, and there was a heart-wrenching sound of bones breaking. Gacha... Cheng Shaojing suddenly felt his arms loosen, and his two shoulder blades responded.
Broken.
The fifth level of Shenwu is indeed a strong man who has entered the holy level. There are very few who can match him in Taixuan Continent. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the master is, he is still made of flesh and blood. As soon as his bones are broken, Cheng Shaojing immediately panics.
"you……"
He never expected that Feng Jueyu's shoulder blades were as hard as refined gold. Instead of breaking Feng Jueyu's bones, Feng Jueyu smashed his own arm bones. The situation was over.
Horrified!
Cheng Shaojing's face showed an expression of panic that had never appeared before. It was the psychological pressure caused by the deep fear of his opponent. Only now did he understand that Feng Jueyu had not shown all his trump cards. His strength was almost only
There are endless ways to describe what a terrible home this is, and only now does he reveal his ferocious nature.
At this moment, Cheng Shaojing was almost ready to kneel down and beg for mercy. For the sake of Cheng Mingqing, one of the top ten talents in Mingcheng, Feng Jueyu could spare his life.
Unfortunately, Cheng Shaojing made another miscalculation.
Feng Jueyu had no intention of letting him go from the beginning. Even if he was not alive or dead, he would never be able to leave the ring.
"Go to hell!" Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank sharply, as if two Pegasus shot out of his eye sockets. Cheng Shaojing was trembling at first, and then his mind went blank.
"Bang!" He raised his fists and pushed Cheng Shaojing's arms to pieces. Cheng Shaojing felt that all the bones in his arms from shoulders to wrists had turned into debris and fell down weakly.
Then Feng Jueyu moved closer and pressed his head against Cheng Shaojing's chest. Immediately, he felt depressed again...
It's not over yet, Feng Jueyu is definitely a guy who won't show mercy to others when he is in a position of power, not to mention an opponent that cannot be eliminated. He flew over Cheng Shaojing's head, jumped behind him, and was hit by a bunch of Heart-Destroying Palms.
The beating caused Cheng Shaojing's blood to spurt out wildly. He moved his feet along the way. Cheng Shaojing lost his center of gravity and flew sideways. Then, Feng Jueyu turned into a stream of electric current and flew out. He took out the chaos dagger and held it in his hand, punishing him.
The six swords and six flashing white lights suddenly lit up above the ring...
"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"
A total of six swords, faster than lightning and flint, six white lights flashed across, and six bloody lights shot up into the sky. Feng Jueyu left a row of afterimages. When no one could see clearly what happened, his figure suddenly became certain and appeared.
Behind Cheng Shaojing, Cheng Shaojing's throat, limbs and tendons had been completely severed by Feng Jueyu. He was stabbed in the Dantian, his true energy collapsed, and he was only one step away from death.
However, Feng Jueyu still had no intention of giving up.
As a killer, he must eradicate the roots. He held the Chaos Dagger tightly, stood behind Cheng Shaojing and said coldly: "These six knives were returned to Mr. Wang by you, and this one...
"
He put the Chaos Dagger against Cheng Shaojing's heart and stabbed it hard...
"puff!"
The blood spurted out from the heart area uncontrollably, splashing all over Feng Jueyu's face...
"Remember not to mess with me next time..."
"Poof!" Feng Jueyu coldly announced Cheng Shaojing's fate. He drew his sword and retreated. After three breaths, Cheng Shaojing's body fell from the air and hit the ground with a thud.
The Ming family's martial arts arena was filled with the smell of blood. All the spectators stared at the cold corpse on the ground in shock. Cheng Shaojing's neck and heart were still bleeding, but his body no longer had the breath of life. His pupils were dilated.
He maintained an expression of indignation and unwillingness, and even if he died, he could not rest in peace.
The martial arts arena was completely silent. Everyone present was recalling everything that had just happened. Feng Jueyu's process of killing Cheng Shaojing was not fast at all, so that everyone could clearly see the process of harvesting lives.
It was an extremely skillful killing technique, first the throat, then the limbs. Then while Cheng Shaojing covered his neck, Feng Jueyu handed the dagger to his lower abdomen and stabbed it in hard. When he pulled out the knife, Cheng Shaojing was already
The oil ran out and the lamp dried up, but Feng Jueyu was still not over. He used the last knife to understand Cheng Shaojing's life, especially the twisting of the wrist, which made people think of the blood and cruelty when the inner strength eroded Cheng Shaojing's heart.
Terrible character, terrible cultivation, terrible martial arts, and even more terrifying is Feng Jueyu’s endless potential. In this wonderful and climactic competition, Feng Jueyu showed unexpectedly profound cultivation.
, so much so that it was decided that these three words Feng Jueyu would never be forgotten.
He is like a legend, deeply imprinted in the hearts of all warriors in Taixuan Continent.
"Jing'er!"
Cheng Mingqing screamed sadly and ran down from the stands on the east side. The previously mighty old man seemed to have aged much in an instant. He hugged the stiff body of Cheng Shaojing with tears and threw himself on the ground and cried bitterly.
Tears and shouts made the atmosphere in the martial arts field become desolate and desolate.
"Jing'er, my son, my son..."
The elders and heads of the major families sighed softly, and even felt a little pity for Cheng Mingqing on the stage.
The Cheng family was such a person who passed down the family line, but was killed by Feng Jueyu because of a competition, but who could blame this? If Cheng Shaojing had not insisted on signing some life and death certificate, he would not have ended up with the tragic end of dying at a young age.
In the situation of life and death, life and death are determined by destiny. It is not an exaggeration to say that Cheng Shaojing takes the blame on himself...
"Feng Jueyu, I won't let you go." After crying in his son's arms for a long time, Cheng Mingqing's eyes burst with murderous intent, he said a cruel word, and ran away with Cheng Shaojing's body in his arms.
"I'm waiting for you." Feng Jueyu looked at Cheng Mingqing's retreating figure without taking it to heart at all. In fact, he knew very well that unless he died, he and Liang Zi of the Cheng family would never be able to let it go.
Cheng Mingqing's grief did not affect the atmosphere of the entire scene at all. After he left, thunderous applause erupted in the martial arts arena.
The excitement of this competition cannot be described in words. As warriors, they can only express their inner excitement and respect for Feng Jueyu's powerful cultivation with admiring gazes and applause.
Feng Rulan stood up and said: "I announce that the final winner of this competition is Young Master Feng Jue Yufeng of the Zhu family..."
"Papa" thunderous applause!
Feng Rulan: "According to the agreement, the final winner of this competition is the Lord of Nakano City. This person is Mr. Feng. Congratulations to Mr. Feng for winning the title. Please go back to your home to rest. Three days later, we will meet at the Ming Family.
The palace is discussing the matter of taking over as the city lord. I announce that this competition is over."
Amidst the roaring shouts, the election for the Lord of Nakano City finally came to an end...
What followed was congratulations from all directions. Of course, because the last match was too brutal, the heads and elders of the major families also chose to leave unanimously, and left on their own without disturbing Feng Jueyu.
…
Early the next morning, Feng Jueyu recovered completely. In the room, Shangguan Ruomeng and Li Tong'er were waiting for Feng Jueyu to change his clothes, holding brand-new city lord brocade robes designed by the Ming and Zhong families.
The design of the city lord's brocade robe adopts the design of Longteng Cixiang. It is basically the same as that of ordinary imperial families, except that he has two beauties waiting on him to change his clothes. Feng Jueyu is a little embarrassed.
"Trouble with Sister Ruomeng and Sister Tong'er, how can Xiaosheng feel so good about it?" Feng Jueyu actually didn't hurt his muscles and bones. He adjusted his breathing for a night. Although his true energy has not returned to the original state, his mental state is quite full.
He was in a good mood and started teasing the two beauties.
Seeing Feng Jueyu grinning without any formality, Li Tong'er smiled so wildly that her plump breasts seemed to be plumper than before. Feng Jueyu was stunned when he saw her: "Tong'er, you
It seems bigger..."
Li Tong'er was simple-minded and didn't hear the clue behind Feng Da Killer's words. While stretching the pleats on Feng Jueyu's clothes, he said, "Tong'er and Big Brother have known each other for a year. Of course they have grown up."
"It's not about growing up, it's about how big it is." Feng Jueyu stared straight at the pair of little rabbits.
"Oops." Only then did Li Tong'er realize that Feng Jueyu's eyes were a bit lewd. She exclaimed and covered her chest with her two white and tender hands. Her face was as red as pig liver: "Brother, how are you?"
Shangguan Ruomeng watched with agitation, thinking that this boy was too courageous to tease Tong'er in front of him, so he stepped forward and hit Feng Jueyu on the back of the head with a popcorn: "Jianzui, I see you have been doing this lately.
It’s so shameless.”
"Ouch." Feng Jueyu rubbed his head with a grin, and said with a smile, "Don't I care about Tong'er?"
"Are you concerned?" Shangguan Ruomeng curled his lips disdainfully: "Thieves."
"When did I become obscene..." Feng Jueyu was about to argue when he suddenly saw Shangguan Ruomeng's breasts and was startled: "Sister Ruomeng, yours must be too big."
"What did you say? Sister Tong'er, hurry up and teach this lewd thief a lesson, or else he won't be able to shake things up again in the future."
"Follow my sister's orders, giggling..."
The room soon filled with playful laughter...
After the fuss, Feng Jueyu also put on his clothes. The two girls, who were trembling with joy, stopped their thoughts. Shangguan Ruomeng said seriously: "Stop making trouble, the people who have been visiting us since this morning have been..."
If there are too many, if you don’t go out, the door of Dingxin Pavilion will be trampled down."
"Uh! You don't have a place for people to rest?" Feng Jueyu scratched his head.
Shangguan Ruomeng rolled his eyes: "I haven't seen anyone else, and you haven't seen me either, Master Zhu. I heard there is good news this time."
"What good news?" Feng Jueyu was stunned. Is there any better news than this young master becoming the Lord of Zhongye City?
Li Tong'er chuckled and said, "Brother Feng, it's about the Black-armored Tiger Guard. I think you have to take the trouble to change your name."
"how?"
Li Tong'er: "Those two hundred black tigers have cultivated the beast element, and now there are two hundred fire-winged tigers..."
A note to readers:
PS: Second update on the 3rd. It will take many hours to go home by car...it's too far from the northeast to the south.