At the foot of the west city of Dragon City, a waterfall of crossbow arrows and swords rained across a large area in the wilderness in front of the west gate of Dragon City. On the wilderness was the coalition of major aristocratic families, facing the powerful crossbow arrows that could penetrate anyone below the Tianwu realm.
, but the major families frantically chose to face the difficulties. Giant shields and sharp blades were raised one after another. The true energy of a few warriors surged, and a large area of color appeared in the sky.
The surging true energy came like a tide, and the total formation exceeded ten thousand people. Even the powerful crossbow arrows failed to have too much effect. However, high in the sky, dense rain of ignition stones continued to scatter on the ground.
The sky above Dragon City brings out each and every living life.
"The disciples of the Zhong family listened to the order. After entering the city, they surrounded the city lord's palace from the left. The Wang family and the Chen family assisted. If they encounter any resistance, they should be killed without mercy."
"Qi, Feng, and Yun, the three masters of the two families, you and others will outflank us from the right."
"Yu He, lead someone to seize the city guard crossbow from the city tower for me."
"And the Kowloon Car, we must never let it play the role of a barrier again."
Zhong Wuxiu laughed wildly, as if in his eyes Dragon City was already under control, and the direct descendants of Feng Jueyu on the tower would soon become the victors in the battle to seize the city.
The souls of those who died under the sword of the Zhong family.
"Elder Feng, follow me to capture Feng Jueyu and ask him to hand over the secret of the Dragon God's throne." Qian Fengji also shouted loudly and stepped onto the tower with both feet.
On the city tower, the masters of the Ming family, the Zhu family, and the Jing family were all ready. The battle had been going on for half an hour. Most of the masters belonging to Longcheng and the assisting families were seriously injured, even though they were determined to die.
They resisted like crazy, but because the masters from the major families were so numerous, they finally lost.
"Zhong Wuxiu, fight with me." Old Mrs. Feng Rulan held the dragon crutch in her hand, and her powerful true energy showed signs of gradually weakening. In order to help Dragon City, and to avenge her shame, the old Mrs. Feng covered herself with swords.
There were no less than ten injuries.
Blood slowly flowed down the ground. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a blood pool at the foot of Dragon City.
"support."
Han Baobao gritted his teeth, wrapped his hanging left arm with a strip of cloth, and held a long sword across his chest. The true energy that had just entered the ranks of divine warriors was squandering it without reservation.
"Hold me up until the young master comes out of seclusion."
"yes."
The six killers shouted in unison, their ambitions soaring, and the world changed color due to their heroic spirit.
"Hold on?" Zhong Yuhe pursed his lips disdainfully and sneered: "If you resist stubbornly, you will inevitably die. You are still working hard for Feng Jueyu, but you don't know that he has escaped at this moment. Huh, you think I'm waiting for you.
I don’t know, but he has exhausted all his energy in order to kill Mr. Bizun. At this moment, even a random master among us can kill him under the Dragon City."
"You fart, Young Master will never fail." Zhao Bing roared and drew out his long sword and flew forward, intending to defend Feng Jueyu's dignity with his life.
The disciples of Longcheng exclaimed that the Thirteen Guards of Yanling had a deep friendship with the six assassins. As soon as Zhao Bing rushed out, the Thirteen Guards and the remaining five members of the six men jumped out to save him.
Although there are many of them, Zhong Yuhe is a complete master of the fourth level of Shenwu. Over the past year, Zhong Yuhe's cultivation has been raised to the peak of the fourth level in Dragon City. It cannot be easily defeated by the advantage of numbers.
Shangguan Ruomeng and Shangguan Ruofan were shocked when they saw this, but it was too late to come to the rescue.
Zhong Yuhe sneered twice disdainfully, and slowly raised his palm. An astonishing amount of true energy quickly stirred up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air.
"Well, that's right. After this battle, Yu He's character can definitely be improved." Zhong Wuxiu did not stop Zhong Yu's murderous intention of He Shenran, but praised him in a low voice.
At this critical moment, a loud and angry roar rang out from the inner city of Dragon City. This roar was mixed with the powerful spiritual consciousness of the person who made the sound, and it carried an extremely heavy menace and came from the city for no reason.
As the roar approached, an invisible pressure fell on the foot of Dragon City, as if a layer of transparent energy ripples exploded in the high air at the foot of Dragon City. Nearly ten thousand warriors from major families were killing Cheng Longcheng disciples wantonly.
Being oppressed and bombarded by this whistling sound, nearly half of the warriors felt as if thunder was ringing in their ears, and their consciousnesses trembled. Because this whistling sound was particularly sudden and there was no sign of deliberate restraint, most of the warriors with strong strength
The weak warriors all fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.
Looking at the sudden reversal of the situation at the foot of Dragon City, Qian Fenji, Feng Changde, Zhong Wuxiu and others all felt a sense of surprise. As everyone's eyes gradually moved to the sky above Dragon City, a stalwart figure finally appeared.
In full view of everyone.
The solemn city lord's robe wrapped his slender figure, and the golden silk robe cracked. When he came through the air, even the smoke that filled the city tower was blown away by his powerful aura, and he fell steadily.
Reaching the top of the city tower, the eyes containing infinite murderous intent began to scan the foot of Dragon City.
Shocked by this sudden momentum, the nearly 10,000 warriors from the allied forces of the major families were startled. Immediately, those in the divine martial realm in the sky discovered the existence of Feng Jueyu and the arrogant arrogance permeating his body, all showing a ferocious look.
Eyes.
"Feng Jueyu, you are finally coming out." Qianchangji and Feng Changde, who were standing in the air, had fierce eyes, and their expressions revealed greed.
In the sky above Dragon City, dozens of playful eyes were cast towards Feng Jueyu. Masters from the Qi family, Feng family and other major families all sneered. They did not expect that even the three great elders did not force him to appear.
Feng Jueyu, who was still alive, finally couldn't stop their joint attack and was forced to show up.
As long as Feng Jueyu is taken down, everyone present will more or less get some of the treasures in Taixuan's secret treasure. These treasures are the key to making the lintel of the family prosper.
Different from other major aristocratic families, the disciples of Longcheng were filled with excitement, as if they had found where their souls belonged. They excitedly looked at the stalwart figure on the tower, and felt slightly moved in their hearts. For the past month, the viciousness of the major aristocratic families had kept them in awe.
The haze of the crisis shrouded the mood of the city. Many times, people inside and outside the city talked about the fact that the city lord who was fighting with the Lord of Hidden Cloud Mountain for both sides had secretly evacuated, leaving them as cannon fodder. But now it seems that the rumors are not credible.
At least at the critical moment, the young city lord who sat on the throne of Dragon City did not give up on them.
For the disciples of Dragon City who had endured the torture of the allied forces of the major families for two whole months, this was enough.
"Brother, Ruomeng is incompetent and cannot properly protect the people of Longcheng." Shangguan Ruomeng finally couldn't restrain his tears of grievance, and everyone in Longcheng also groaned.
Looking across the crowd of relatives and enemies, Feng Jueyu nodded slightly: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work."
"Brother, keep the green hills here. We are not afraid of not having firewood, and we are outnumbered. It is better to retreat first, and then make plans." Zhu Yeqing shouted anxiously, because in his opinion, even if Feng regained his skills,
Jueyu could not withstand the joint attack of nearly dozens of divine martial arts masters, but as long as Feng Jueyu was given a chance, he would definitely make a comeback soon.
As a family head, Zhu Yeqing's considerations are indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, Feng Jueyu is not a timid person. His eyes passed over the dark crowd. Feng Jueyu was silent for a while. After a moment, he suddenly shouted: "Tianji Camp
Where is."
"exist!"
A loud buzzing sound sounded, and a group of old, weak and remnant soldiers headed by He Hongshan unnaturally burst out with unprecedented ferocious momentum.
"Where is Dark Feather Camp?"
"exist!"
There was another thunderous explosion, and hundreds of black shadows surged toward the tower like a tide.
"Gongyu Camp."
"exist!"
Some tall, burly, shirtless men came out, and next to them were the city-defending crossbows one after another, even the mechanism was polished so hot that they threw stones at the city.
"Tiger Guard Camp."
A short while after the sound was heard, in the woods not far away from the city, three hundred fire-winged tigers shot into the sky at the same time. The huge fire-wings were like a fiery red sunset covering the southwest sky.
"The fourth battalion obeys the order and kills them!"
Full of anger, Feng Jueyu had no time to argue with Qian Fengji, Feng Changde and others. As the remaining generals from the fourth battalion appeared, Feng Jueyu immediately issued a kill order.
Hearing this loud shout, the allied forces of the major families burst into laughter after being stunned for a short time.
Qian Fengji and Feng Changde looked at each other and laughed, their laughter full of arrogance: "Haha, Feng Jueyu, I think you are too anxious to jump over the wall. Facing tens of thousands of our troops, you are still stubbornly resisting. You don't know what to do."
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"Qianfeng?" Feng Jueyu glanced at Qianfeng who was laughing loudly with disdain, and a stream of true energy slowly emerged from his sleeves. The almost deep dark green color made everyone present stunned.
"God...seventh level of divine martial arts?"
Seeing Feng Jueyu activating the seventh level of Shenwu, Qianfengji and Feng Changde seemed to have a hard object stuffed into their throats, forcibly strangling their laughter. Then, Longcheng fell into an unprecedented trap.
In deathly silence.
The seventh level of divine martial arts.
Feng Jueyu's cultivation level has improved a lot in just one month, but this improvement has completely destroyed the confidence of all the major families in public. Following the dark green light on Feng Jueyu's body surface,
As it loomed and gradually materialized, everyone was stunned.
Just a month ago, Feng Jueyu had demonstrated his cultivation at the fifth level of Shenwu. However, a month later, he had already half-stepped into the Holy Realm and was included in the realm of Xuan Dao. Such rapid progress could not be achieved by thousands of people.
Fengji, Feng Changde and others couldn't believe it. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have thought that there was such a terrifying cultivation speed in the world.
For a time, an inexplicable atmosphere of terror tightly enveloped Dragon City, but Feng Jueyu, whose anger had burned to his hair, no longer gave the major families a chance to breathe and accept. Inexplicably, Feng Jueyu
With his left hand raised angrily, Lin Xin's already cold corpse, infused with powerful real energy, shot towards the crowd like a cannonball.