When an earth-shattering battle was about to begin, Xia Pengzhan was afraid that Feng Jueyu would be outnumbered and decided to help him. Unexpectedly, Feng Jueyu had noticed him a long time ago and stopped him rudely in time.
Xia Pengzhan was stunned. On the one hand, Feng Jueyu knew of his existence, and on the other hand, the other party refused his support.
At this moment, Xia Pengzhan felt an unspeakable sense of shock.
That little guy only had the fourth-level cultivation, but he discovered my existence early.
When I took action, he ordered me not to interfere. Could it be that he had already expected that today would be like this?
But since you knew you would become the target of public criticism, why didn’t you leave?
When Xia Pengzhan thought of this, he seemed to notice something and was stunned.
Could it be...
He subconsciously recalled Feng Jueyu's various performances from the beginning to the present: first following the army into the battlefield, and then looking for contemporary talents to challenge.
It seems that he is following the army to kill the enemy, but in fact the opponents he chooses are very particular, and they are all the youngest generation of contemporary geniuses in the Night Demon world.
Killing one after another, each time he killed the enemy with a arrogant and stern attitude. Others saw that his attack was ruthless and decisive, leaving no room for error.
But in fact, every move he makes is contemptuous of the contemporary geniuses in the Night Demon world.
It can be regarded as a provocation.
Then, more contemporary geniuses emerged, leading to the current situation.
Xia Pengzhan finally realized something was wrong. Could it be that he had wanted to use his own power to promote this situation early on?
Setting yourself up for a seemingly inescapable ordeal?
Why would he do this.
If Feng Jueyu hadn't sent a message to warn him not to cause trouble, Xia Pengzhan wouldn't have believed that he would have such thoughts now.
What on earth does he want to do?
In order to explore the secret in Feng Jueyu's heart, Xia Pengzhan tossed and turned for a moment and finally decided not to take action.
Even if it is this little guy's idea, just wait and see what happens. Even if the sage master cross-examines him later, he will have a reasonable reply.
If he dies, it is his own fault and has nothing to do with him.
Moreover, the strength of the six contemporary geniuses is not much weaker than Jin Yuanlin. If the six of them join forces, they may go alone, and there is no guarantee that they can rescue people at no cost.
Xia Pengzhan quickly calmed down and prepared to further explore Feng Jueyu's reality.
All thoughts were swept away, and when he raised his head, the situation on the field had directly entered a fever pitch.
In that battlefield area, there were almost no god disciples from both camps anymore, only seven of them were fighting in chaos.
The six contemporary geniuses released their own aura without reservation, and the evil force filled the sky roaring, with heavy black clouds, patches of silver light, roars, and roars.
It was as if a huge disaster that had never been seen before had descended on the world, suppressing that battlefield area in a haze full of death and chaos.
The divine light flows in the boundless dense clouds, the rainbow is as startling as the waves, the lightning is like the tide, and the thunder is rolling, how can it be called terrifying?
The most important thing is that there are several peerless magic treasures that can be called the first-class in the field of mid-grade artifacts flying over there. Each one is filled with great fortune, great secrets, great charm, endless.
Under the influence of such a terrifying momentum, Feng Jueyu's figure alone with his sword was like a floating bamboo raft in the vast ocean, teetering on the edge and in danger of being submerged and annihilated at any time.
Shopkeeper Kungu's two bone-cutting steel knives whirled and roared between the sky and the earth. The light and shadow they brought were like sharp cuts that cut through the sky, making Zhou Xu tremble and straight cracks appeared constantly.
And the giant pot was not idle either. It followed shopkeeper Kun Dog to the feet of Feng Jueyu, as if waiting to cook his "fresh ingredients".
The giant pot is called "Chaos Dao Pot" and can cook all things in the world. The thick soup in that pot is made up of nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of filthy Yin and evil spirits, turning it into a pot of old soup.
This kind of old soup can cook out the Taoism and foundation of any god who falls into the chaotic Tao pot, turning it into the most delicious food for cultivation, satisfying the Taoist appetite of Master Kun Dog.
It can even squeeze out all the creations of a god-man with great luck and make them his own.
At the edge of the battlefield, Granny Zhan held up her black peach staff and spent her whole life practicing the Peach Blossom Formation. There are more than 1,240 variations of this formation. When the formation is executed, the black evil is like a tide, and all the spade petals can be transformed.
Use your sword as a sword to destroy all things.
Tie Mufeng, who had wrapped himself in a fat robe, had already opened the bag behind him, and three magic swords with simple shapes flew out from it. Some were long, some were short, some were wide, some were narrow. Every magic sword was used up.
It is made from divine objects of heaven and earth, not much worse than the Underworld Sword.
Xiao Qing held a demon sword in his hand. The front half of the sword had a serrated edge. It was extremely weird, like the fangs of a vampire, and was terrifying.
As for the two devils from the Ancient Underworld Palace, they showed what they had learned.
One person waved his hands in the air, and the secret symbols of divine words covering the palms, backs, and arms shimmered. In the thick smoke, it seemed like thousands of big hands like withered claws were stretched out, blowing the wind.
Jue Yu tightly surrounded it.
One of them holds a five-foot two-handed sword in both hands, and his body is full of majesty and majesty, as if it proves that a demon saint from the demon sword path dominates the world.
Shopkeeper Kun Gou, Granny Zhan'e, Tie Mu Feng, Xiao Qing, Mang Hong, Mang Yin Yin - six powerful people join forces.
Such a terrifying suppressive force, even a mere glance at it from a distance is in danger of being shattered.
This is enough to make people's jaws drop and their mouths open from ear to ear.
But what shocked everyone even more was that under that terrifying power, a man in green robe was fighting in all directions with a single sword.
The sword energy flew away from the underworld sword like a torrent covered with golden light. It hit the sky with thunder and lightning, and the sword light and sword shadow split into pieces and dispersed like rain.: Bi Mi Lou
At this moment, Feng Jueyu was no longer lazy and calm, but was as sharp as a sword out of its sheath. His unsteady sword intent was released combined with the magic of the Tao that he had recently comprehended. He seemed to have become the sword god of all worlds.
Destroy all directions.
boom!
I saw that a sword energy struck across the sky, cutting off several torrents with one sword. A hundred feet of sword energy flew into the air, like a blade of light that cut through a nightmare, and directly cut down the layers of demonic evil spirits that were piled up on the other side.
The thick cloud split into two.
Then there was a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, and a bone-cutting steel knife that transformed into the size of a giant scythe was violently blown away.
In mid-air, a figure vomited blood and flew backwards like an arrow, flying hundreds of feet away before it could stabilize itself.
It's old monster Kun Gou.
This blow caused the old monster to suffer internal injuries, and his energy and blood were rushing around in his body. The thick soup in the chaos pot that was connected to it with the brand of divine consciousness was also boiling like boiling water, splashing out in a large area.
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Before he could show his surprise, dozens of meteors and fire showers filled with sword energy scattered in all directions, bombarding Liuhe.
Under the loud rumbling sound, Xiao Xiao raised his Dao sword and roared wildly, and his figure exploded back. The waves of swords that could burn all things were burned until his black robe was incinerated, leaving him in a miserable state.
Bang!
Tie Mu Feng, who was not far away, was hit hard by a sword and retreated hastily, but a sword intent of gold, red, gold and light came straight towards him like a thin line. With a bang, it broke a sharp magic knife and exploded into pieces.
The blade almost cut Tie Mu Feng on the spot and stabbed Ling Chi.
Peng!
At the same time, several big hands clenched into fists, surrounded by countless secret map runes, and punched Feng Jueyu's back sixteen times in a row.
Feng Jueyu was so beaten that he had to stagger forward a few steps, and then laid down a blue sky spell with boundless defensive capabilities to block the random punches from all directions.
Before he could turn around and fight back the thousands of strange hands in the mist, another black sword shadow with immeasurable demonic power struck down at once.
"Imperial Seal!"
Feng Jueyu did not raise his head to look, but pointed to the top of his head. The emperor of the world sat down on the dragon chair, pointed at the country, and exploded all his momentum, turning it into an emperor's palace, and steadily received the sword.
There was only a loud roar, and the emperor's palace was filled with light and rain, and purple energy splashed around. Only then did the black sword shadow shatter and explode, losing the power of annihilation.
On this battlefield, seven figures were wandering around the middle of the battlefield like arrows. Their speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to keep up.
But if you observe with your inner eye and spiritual consciousness, you will inevitably be severely counterattacked by the surging and chaotic murderous frenzy on the field.
This forced the experts from both sides to watch the battle, and at the same time, they had to use their full strength to resist the backlash, and at the same time, they did not want to miss any wonderful moments to observe and verify the battle.
Too scary.
When real geniuses work together, even if Feng Jueyu can defeat a player like Jin Yuanlin in a crushing way, the injuries will continue to aggravate.
In just a short period of time, Feng Jueyu suffered more than ten sword wounds, dozens of punch wounds, and many places where he was hit hard by the magic weapon.
Although he was still wearing a green robe and looked as if he were a fairy, he could still see that his left and right branches were in a state of confusion.
However, even under the suppression of such a group attack, the six geniuses did not fare any better.
Among the six people, except for Mang Yinyin who has not been injured so far, the other five have been severely injured by Feng Jueyu's powerful secret magic sword.
Some used protective magic treasures to block them, and the injuries were minor.
Even if they lost their defensive artifacts, some were still scarred and looked miserable and miserable.
Both sides spared no effort in fighting. The terrifying torrent of fighting could kill strong men in the same realm anytime and anywhere. How could anyone dare to linger on the edge of the battlefield?
On the periphery of the battlefield, countless gods stared with their eyes open and their mouths opened, looking at the melee in disbelief. They had been shocked and speechless for a long time.
Just then...
Kungu, who had been unable to attack for a long time, let out a hysterical roar inexplicably and threw the bone-cutting steel knife in his hand far to the ground.
I don’t remember how many strong men’s bones it had picked off with that boning steel knife, but now it was covered with sword marks and had long lost its charm.
But the shopkeeper Kun Gou got angry, held up his hands, and poured out the large Randao pot, and the full pot of Randao soup poured towards Feng Jueyu like a pouring rain.
The power of Wusha accumulated in the thick soup is extremely corrosive, and even the most powerful master will be instantly turned into a part of the thick soup.
However——
A sword light lit up, covered with rainbow colors and dazzling. With a tearing sound, it was torn into two pieces by the thick soup that poured out of the sky.
Like a rag being cut open by a sharp weapon, a figure came from the gap.
"die!"
Feng Jueyu's tongue exploded with thunder, he slashed it with his sword, and the Kungu shopkeeper exploded with a sound.
Since the battle, this is the first person Feng Jueyu has killed.
At this moment, the crowd watching could not help but think that the duel between these seven people could undoubtedly be rated as the most exciting summit battle in the history of the God Realm.