In the ancient land of Feng Family, the five million practitioners of the Disorder Realm brought by Feng Jueyu gave great spiritual encouragement to the sect masters of the Nine Realms.
Especially when the dozens of semi-god realm experts showed up brazenly, coupled with the arrival of Feng Jueyu with his sword alone, the Nine Realms Sect Master and all those trapped in the ancient land of Feng Family were already on the verge of despair.
The practitioners ignited the hope of new life.
The shouts of killing were everywhere, Feng Jueyu, Yanji Zhenren, Shenggong Fairy, Demon Lion King, Ban Cong and others all-round and diversified combinations came to kill, and suddenly they were killed from the outskirts of the Fengjia ancient land.
A passage filled with the dawn of life, it didn't take long for all the nine world sect leaders who were trapped inside to be liberated.
Taiji Formation, Xuanji Formation, Ziwei Formation, the formations are nameless...
The four large formations were completed with a bang, and finally surrounded the ancient land of Feng Family in accordance with the four laws of heaven and earth.
"withdraw!"
After Feng Jueyu finished rescuing the people, he did not hesitate at all and took the lead at the forefront of the team, ordering the five million monks to retreat like the tide.
"Feng Jueyu, you bastard, you ruined my good deeds..."
Thousands of strange demons were hoarding in the ancient land of the Feng family, but the encirclement and suppression operation failed because they were leaderless and unprepared.
Seeing the nine world sect leaders receding like a tide, Feng Nanxiang's face turned green with anger, and he stood in the middle of the group of demons and cursed loudly.
"Feng Jueyu, if you have the guts, come out, come out..."
"I'm right here, come up if you dare."
Feng Jueyu stands alone on the black lotus platform, holding his sword proudly towards the sky. Under his gaze, all are ants.
"You bastard who committed ancestral murder, do you dare to fight me alone? I will give you a hand." Feng Jueyu coldly and arrogantly declared war on Feng Nanxiang.
But in fact, Feng Nanxiang was not in his eyes at all.
After thousands of years of practice, he has relied on a lot. This time, the Discord Realm and his party saw the threat of Qiongyuan to the mortal world of cultivation, and secretly vowed to wipe out all the strange demons without leaving any harm behind.
"Feng Jueyu, who do you think you are? Why do ancestors think so differently? The position of the Feng family is mine, it's mine..."
Once Feng Nanxiang lost power, he was completely devastated and became a demon.
He let out an angry roar and charged towards Feng Jueyu like light and lightning.
"Feng Jueyu, kill this devil and avenge the Wu family and the Mo family." Mo Lingwan shouted excitedly.
"Don't worry, since I'm back, he will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Nanxiang's billowing sword energy came through the air, forming a vast tide. The sword energy that should have been vast in the world was now wrapped in black energy and full of evil flavor.
The surrounding space was all cracked, and countless space fragments from the crystal blocks were flying everywhere. Many people were affected by the crystal blocks, causing their skin and flesh to be torn apart.
Some were even sucked into the crystal block and became victims of the black hole.
"You are worthy of fighting with me..."
Feng Jueyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Lotus Sword Qi burst out as he flicked his fingers. The sword light flashed like thunder, shot like lightning, and made a roaring sound in the air.
In one thought, all the black sword energy in the sky disintegrated, unable to defeat a single blow.
However, Feng Jueyu's Lotus Sword Qi was not damaged at all.
"What? Why is your sword power so much stronger than mine?" Feng Nanxiang was shocked.
He hurriedly waved the sacred sword in his hand to resist the sword energy, but he was still forced to keep retreating.
"Talent?" Feng Jueyu snorted arrogantly. Without talking nonsense to him, he flicked his fingers and struck out with his sword.
The seven-petal lotus bloomed in the sky, casting down thousands of bright clouds, and the sword struck away like a shooting star.
"Lie down for me..."
"dream……"
Feng Nanxiang let out a low roar, and veins popped out on his forehead. Gritting his teeth, Feng Nanxiang swung his sword: "Feng Lin Wu Fai..."
The bamboo shadow whirled, and its sword energy turned into black bamboo leaves, as sharp as a knife, as messy as hemp, covering the sky and the earth, like thousands of trees swaying down, and they turned into a dense rain of swords.
In the end, it turned into a huge sword aura condensed from countless black leaves' sword energy, and went straight towards Feng Jueyu's colorful lotus sword.
"boom!"
The two swords fought evenly, and several lotus petals separated from the hilt of the colorful lotus sword.
Correspondingly, the black bamboo leaves scattered across the sky, but they did not disintegrate immediately.
"Leader of the Wind Alliance, this is the secret of my Wind Clan, the Zhukong Soul Breath Sword Technique, be careful..."
Swish, swish, swish...
Feng Qingxiao issued a reminder in time, but it seemed that it was too late. As soon as the black bamboo leaves separated, they immediately turned into black awns and disappeared into the air.
"puff!"
At this time, Feng Nanxiang spit out a blood arrow and used a golden shield to protect his body.
He knew that it would be difficult for him to block Feng Jueyu's sword, so he made preparations in advance.
Sure enough, just as the black bamboo leaves were flying messily, the colorful lotus leaves, having lost part of their sword power, hit him hard from the front, right in the pit of his heart.
But the golden shield helped him block it.
But when the Lotus Sword Gang, which seemed to have insufficient remaining power, struck angrily, the golden shield actually made a loud noise that numbed his ears.
Shocked, Feng Nanxiang took a breath of cold air, and his eardrum began to show signs of bleeding.
This surprise was quite a surprise.
What a ruthless Feng Jueyu, if it weren't for the Golden Tan Shield, I would be dead.
Feng Nanxiang gritted his teeth, and then a strong look of pride flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, but my Zhukonghunxijian is not a vegetarian. In order to practice this magical skill, I spent nearly a hundred years just to use it at this time. Feng Jueyu, after taking this sword,
Even if you don’t die, you will shed your skin.”
Feng Nanxiang's right ear was bleeding, but he shouted out excitedly.
"Swish, swish..."
The black bamboo leaves all over the sky were surging like a downpour, tightly covering Feng Jueyu.
It seemed like there was no way out for him.
Not far away, Shangguan Ruomeng and others were anxious to step forward, and not far to the right, Master Yanji also slightly narrowed his pupils in response to the sword, seemingly feeling that it would be difficult for Feng Jueyu to block this sword.
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However, seeing Feng Jueyu standing still with an unruly look on his face, Master Yanji put his heart back in his stomach.
"Don't go there, he is sure to deal with it." After saying something calmly, Master Yanji ignored Feng Jueyu, rushed behind Ji Emperor, and took Tian Tun down: "Fellow Taoist, let me take care of it.
he."
"Yanji, it's actually you?"
The big demons in the Qiongyuan world are very familiar with fighting against the demon alliance. In the past tens of thousands of years, they have definitely fought many times, especially different demon lords like Tian Tun.
Seeing Master Yanji appear, Tian Tun's eyes darkened. His giant black back bulged behind him, and thirty-six extremely long black arms stretched out, all clenched into fists, and they swung towards Master Yanji.
"True divine power..."
Master Yan Ji's body swayed, and he rushed forward to fight fiercely with Tian Tun, who had thirty-six more black arms.
"Demi-god realm?" Upon seeing this, Emperor Ji stepped back from the formation without hesitation, his heart filled with admiration.
Unexpectedly, Feng Jueyu, who had been away for more than two years, actually invited a master of the demigod realm to help him when he came back. Hongtu's great world could be saved.
At this moment, the crowd let out an exclamation, causing Ji Di to turn his eyes and look into the distance, only to see Feng Nanxiang's black bamboo sword rain clattering on Feng Jueyu's head.
Everyone's hearts instantly rose to their throats, and they became worried for Feng Jueyu.
But at this moment, a cold snort came from Feng Jueyu's mouth.
"The soul is extinguished? Humph, it's just arrogance."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu didn't see any movement. On top of his sky spirit cover, a sea of silver stars suddenly appeared.
The sea of stars, which is as big as the moon disk, is filled with Haotian stars, rising rapidly towards the sky.
Like the bright moon rising over the sea, it blocked all the black bamboo sword rain.
In this process, Feng Jueyu did not use any magical weapons or magic weapons. He only relied on his soul and spiritual thoughts to block the so-called powerful secret technique that Feng Nanxiang had practiced for more than a hundred years.
"Puff, puff puff..."
The black bamboo sword rain sank into the sea of stars and disappeared without a trace in an instant without causing even the slightest ripple.
The crowd around them all exclaimed in amazement. You must know that the rain of black bamboo swords hits not the physical body, but the spirit and soul.
The black bamboo sword rain is transformed by the soul, and the thoughts become light. It is specially designed to kill the soul. It is also a secret technique that reaches the sky and cannot be stopped by mortals.
If you want to block the rain of black bamboo swords, you must have a powerful magic weapon.
But Feng Jueyu only relied on the belief in his heart to turn into a boundless sea of stars and easily resolve this trick.
"What? Zhukong Hunqi can't be so weak..." Feng Nanxiang was amazed.
"It's just a secret skill that reaches the sky, how powerful do you think it can be?"
With the recent killings, Feng Jueyu's cultivation level has also been increasing day by day. In addition, he has quietly absorbed a lot of luck from heaven and earth wherever he goes, and the golden body in his body is no longer what it used to be.
Now, he already has five hundred golden bodies and five hundred souls.
Five hundred souls are equivalent to five hundred supreme masters integrated together. The will of the souls is so strong that Feng Nanxiang cannot understand.
To put it bluntly, it also means that his physical fitness is different from ordinary people, and he has accumulated a lot of divine power, but he still has not broken through the threshold of a demigod.
But his skill and strength have long surpassed Perfection.
Only Feng Jueyu himself knew about this situation.
Even if he mentions it to others, they won't believe it.
This is all because of the Hong Yuan Scripture.
The main purpose of the Hongyuan Scripture is to lay a solid foundation.
Other practitioners may be able to break through to demigods by accumulating the total divine power condensed by one hundred golden bodies.
But even with his five hundred divine powers, he may not be able to break through.
Although it cannot break through, its strength is almost the same as that of ordinary demigods, and is even far more powerful than ordinary demigods.
What's more, it's the will of the soul.
Feng Jueyu's primordial will was composed of 500 primordial spirits. How could it be wiped out with just one move of Zhukonghunxi?
Far from it.
"The sea of stars..."
Feng Jueyu roared, and the sea of stars suddenly expanded, and silver light poured down from the sky, covering the entire ancient land of the Feng family.
"Star Shock!"
He punched Feng Nanxiang in the air, and saw the invisible punch roaring in, and the surrounding space collapsed in pieces, as if Feng Nanxiang was placed in the center of a black hole.
"Feng Jueyu, how can you be so strong? I don't accept it..." Feng Nanxiang yelled angrily.