The Daredevil who calls himself Pei Yang once again sends out several balls of silver light containing majestic energy with his hand.
These light balls looked even bigger than before, and Feng Jueyu almost instantly realized what was going to happen next.
He took a step sideways, flipped his wrist and raised the Witch God Sword. Waves of powerful sword energy surged up, and then streaks of sword light rose into the sky.
These sword lights were many feet long and looked extremely short, but they were quickly wrapped up in balls of light and turned into meteorites burning with white flames.
"Crack!"
A loud sound echoed through the sky, and all the silver light balls turned into a silver python lightning, wrapped in flaky scales, and turned into a stream of light and pressed towards Feng Jueyu's head.
Above the silver python lightning, hundreds of Taoist auras filled the air with terror. The huge momentum derived from it actually caused a huge thunder net to appear in the sky.
At this time, Feng Jueyu's true sword intention had also taken advantage of the situation and was facing the Yue Lin Demonic Thunder far away, seemingly not falling behind.
But when viewed from a distance, the sight of the Yue Lin Demonic Thunder was more terrifying, which kept Pei Yang's confident smile on his face.
"Sword Intent, it seems that you are a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Realm. What a pity, why is your Sword Intent so weak!"
Pei Yang smiled confidently. He is the body of a god, devil, and gold. He can learn anything quickly, especially in understanding Taoism. He has a unique advantage.
He didn't take a small one-turn god in his eyes, not to mention that in his opinion, although Feng Jueyu's sword intention was not bad, his power was far behind.
There are more than thirty kinds of Tao principles.
The huge silver python stayed in the air for a moment, and then swooped down towards Feng Jueyu. Thunder nets all over the sky instantly swarmed towards the silver python, heading towards Feng Jueyu's top with the aura of destruction.
"It's really great!"
Seeing the silver python coming to kill, Feng Jueyu became more sure of his previous judgment. This guy definitely had a good background, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be able to understand hundreds of Tao principles with only the fourth-level realm.
Moreover, although this move and the previous move are both divine arts, they are even more powerful than before.
But that’s it!
Compared with the meteor style, it is still a little lacking.
Feng Jueyu's Meteor Style at this moment had just demonstrated more than thirty kinds of principles. However, Pei Yang didn't know that this powerful sword spirit realm was indeed extremely weak under Xiaojingtian.
Only when the Small Realm Heaven Realm is brought into play will the power suddenly increase.
Feng Jueyu had already activated the Sword Intent True Realm before and did not show all his trump cards. He was also showing his weakness to the enemy and wanted to take the opportunity to catch the opponent off guard.
"Damn Daredevil, you are happy too soon."
Seeing the silver python coming to kill, Feng Jueyu's eyes suddenly brightened, and while he let out a low drink, he regained his strength with the sword.
Pieces of golden light suddenly appeared, and his meteor-like sword intent was finally pushed to its extreme, with one hundred and one sword intent principles.
The meteors all over the sky flickered instantly, and among them, a huge sword energy burst out of the sky.
"Stab it!"
With a wave of his arm, the true level of sword intention exploded. In almost an instant, Feng Jueyu's sword energy cut off the silver python in the air.
The menacing silver python was extremely proud before, but in the blink of an eye it let out an earth-shattering scream and split into two halves.
The meteors fly by, and the beauty of the moment is so sharp.
Feng Jueyu held the sword in his hand and was extremely proud. He had only practiced the true realm of sword intention in the Shinto formation before. Although he had reached hundreds of Tao principles and broken through the small realms, he could not tell how powerful it was.
If you fight with a master, you will know how powerful this unfixed sword intention is. It is really domineering, and it is not in vain.
"What?"
Seeing Yue Lin Demonic Thunder being split in half by Feng Jueyu's sword, Pei Yang's eyes widened in surprise. This was a top-level magical skill that he had worked hard to cultivate.
It contains the power of hundreds of principles, how come it was torn apart by the opponent's mediocre sword?
"You hateful guy!"
Pei Yang grinded his teeth. The Moon Lin Magic Thunder was the most powerful magic he had mastered so far. He might not have appeared so rashly if he hadn't seen this guy alone without a helper.
Because at this time, all the gods and men in the entire night demon world are chasing him.
I just wanted to find someone to practice my skills with and let Yue Lin Demonic Thunder see the blood, but he didn't expect it to fail.
Feeling the sudden sword blow, Pei Yang was greatly annoyed, but at this time he couldn't think of any magical skills that could bring the game back, but he couldn't let this guy with only one turn show off his power in front of him.
After thinking about it like this, Pei Yang raised his hand and shouted: "Bastard, what are you waiting for? Capture him alive."
Hearing this shout, Feng Jueyu was inexplicably startled. Is there anyone else around this guy? Why didn't I see it?
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, two black whirlpools appeared about twenty steps away on the left and right sides of Pei Yang.
The two black whirlpools seemed to appear out of thin air, getting bigger and bigger, and then, a team of people walked out of each.
"Array?"
Feng Jueyu's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he immediately saw the clues, feeling extremely regretful.
I was just busy fighting with Pei Yang, and I didn't notice that there were hidden formations around me. This formation should be a teleportation technique. Where did it come from?
Just as Pei Yang shouted, he attracted reinforcements, indicating that the enemy was not far away. Could it be the army of Night Demons?
More than twenty night devils came out of the black vortex, all of them had strong cultivation bases, and the one with the lowest strength was at level four.
Among them were two guys with extraordinary momentum, whose true realm even he couldn't estimate.
With Feng Jueyu's current cultivation level and powerful soul power, if he couldn't even estimate his cultivation level, it would be above rank six.
Seven turns.
"Damn, what a mistake."
When Feng Jueyu saw this, he no longer hesitated and turned around to run away. But at this moment, among the two groups of people who had just come out of the whirlpool, two Night Demon Realms with unfathomable strength started running quickly.
The speed of these two guys is too fast. Although they use different body and magic skills, dozens or hundreds of golden lights are lingering under each person's feet. It is obvious that they have understood a lot of principles.
Compared with Pei Yang's Yue Lin Magic Thunder just now, although it doesn't have much advantage, it can only be stronger, not worse.
Whoa, whoa!
He wears a black cloak, is two meters tall, and has a figure as thin as a green bamboo. His speed inexplicably increases when he runs.
In the blink of an eye, a big hand appeared in front of him. The opponent didn't use any magic, but just pushed with a mediocre palm with true divine power, which made him feel great pressure.
"meteor!"
Feng Jueyu has been practicing swordsmanship for 8,700 years, almost sleeping in the Shinto formation. His proficiency in swordsmanship is unmatched by anyone.
Raising his hand to draw his sword, meteors flashed. In an instant, the sword light flashed in front of him, and dazzling sparks splashed on the opponent's palm.
The person who took action made a suspicious sound, and then flew away together with Feng Jueyu.
"Jie Jie, you have such a strong sword intent. There are six thousand sword intents in the Heavenly Sword Immortal Realm. Boy, which one did you learn?"
Forced back by the opponent's overwhelming palm force, Feng Jueyu also felt his insides churning, and he was even more certain that this Night Demon's skills were extraordinary.
"You don't care which one I learn."
After he shouted, he turned to Pei Yang and said, "If you can't beat Pei, I'll find help. You're not that good either. If you have the guts, let's fight in a one-on-one fight."
When Pei Yang heard this, he rolled his eyes in anger. He had just challenged Feng Jueyu to test his newly learned magical skills. As a result, Yue Lin Magic Thunder was no match at all, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to call him a helper.
But now the other party clearly looked down on him. Pei Yang was so angry that he took a big step forward and said, "You guys stand down and I will fight him."
The two Night Demons with unfathomable strength did not listen to Pei Yang's words. Instead, one of them waved his hand, and a large number of black vortexes appeared around them.
The Night Stalkers came out one after another, surrounding the area from all directions.
Feng Jueyu's forehead was sweating as he looked at it. He thought it was over now. He must have encountered the elite troops of the Daredevils. The black vortex should be similar to the teleportation formation on a transport vehicle like the Yunlong Ship. This was next to Pei Yang.
There is always someone to protect you.
The waving Night Demon said: "Your Highness, please forgive me for not being able to obey. Lord Yueying has already issued an order, ordering me to escort you back to Magic Sail as soon as possible."
"As for this kid from Tiangangmen, leave it to us."
Pei Yang was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he said reluctantly: "Bold, I am the prince of the Seven-fingered Demon King. I want to fight with him. Who dares to stop him? If you step back, I will not believe that I will lose to a Yituan."
God."
Pei Yang roared loudly, apparently because he felt that he could no longer hold on to his dignity and had to compete with Feng Jueyu.
This situation is good for Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu said in his heart that if you don't take the move, I won't be able to escape.
It seems that this kid has quite a lot of background. If he is caught, these Night Stalkers might be put in danger.
If not, you have to resort to the old trick, hide in the Tiandaozhu and never come out again.
But if that were the case, wouldn't it be the same as when he met Jin Zhongjun, and he would eventually be captured.
Thinking of those thousands of years, Feng Jueyu really didn't want to be controlled by others anymore, so he laughed and said: "Haha, okay, let's fight."
As he spoke, he quickly ran towards Pei Yang.
Being trapped in a tight siege, he didn't want Pei Yang to regret it again, otherwise he would really have no choice.
"Come on, come on." Pei Yang growled, taking out a magic knife from behind. At the same time, his mind moved, and the huge black cloak on his body suddenly flew up.
The cloak seemed to be swollen by the strong wind, but it immediately seemed to turn into a giant. The magic mist rolled in the cloak, and two bright lights like glasses lit up. Along with Pei Yang, he shot towards Feng Jueyu.
Came over.
What kind of trick is this?
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, and then he stopped thinking about it. He moved his sword and pointed directly at Pei Yang.
But at this moment, the demon who gave the order didn't seem to want to put Pei Yang into danger. He suddenly appeared in the middle of the two of them and stopped Pei Yang.
"Your Highness, please step back."
"you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Night Demon struck out with his backhand, causing black mist to billow.
Seeing the palm power emptying out, Feng Jueyu was so angry that he was speechless. He had a way to deal with Pei Yang, but he had no way to deal with this guy who was at least level seven.
Just as he was about to fall into a pool of blood, at this moment, a sword light suddenly fell from the sky.
The sword light showed a huge "earth" character in the air, and with a click, it directly cut off the Night Demon's palm.
"Three Immortals Sword? Yun Moxian!"
Seeing that swordsmanship, Feng Jueyu was ecstatic. When he looked up, he saw a beautiful figure swooping down like a big bird.
That graceful figure, moving posture, and beautiful face made Feng Jueyu extremely surprised.
At this time, Yun Moxian also saw Feng Jueyu. She was alone. Her eyes settled slightly on Feng Jueyu and said loudly: "You go and kill Pei Yang, I will protect you."
After saying that, Yun Moxian killed the two Night Demons with rank seven.