Feng Jueyu, who was exhausted and almost fainted soon after his injuries could not be more serious, suddenly woke up when he heard the angry and murderous shouts, and felt the awe-inspiring murderous intention slowly descending from the sky.
, Feng Jueyu cursed angrily.
"Old dog, he's actually still alive. Damn it, he's really a centipede that won't freeze until he dies. It's over, it's over..."
Master Yin Yun is not dead. It is undoubtedly a death sentence for Feng Jueyu now. At this time, he does not have half of his true energy. Even if he desperately extracts the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he can only move his fingers. The extremely painful injuries make him
His body was densely covered with wounds from the bombing. Let alone taking action now, as long as no one was there to treat him, he would probably bleed to death.
What's more, Master Yin Yun was rushing towards him.
Looking at Master Yin Yun's appearance, the Guizhen explosion just now did almost kill him. The collapsed chest was bloody and a huge hole opened up, and inside that hole were thick bones. If you look carefully, you can still see a thumping beat.
heart.
The injury was so serious that Master Yin Yun still had a little bit of true energy that could be used. Feng Jueyu just wanted to kill him with a piece of tofu. This old dog's life was really tough.
At the same time, the masters who were watching the battle also saw a thrilling scene. Master Yin Yun was killed awe-inspiringly from high in the air. To describe it as a complete body is too euphemistic. He almost shouldn't have survived, but the faint fluctuation of true energy was.
Really and truly.
From hundreds of meters away, people could see the bloody chest with pieces of meat and blood splattering out.
He was still alive with such a serious injury?
The inexplicable sense of loss made everyone close their eyes. At this time, success or failure was a foregone conclusion. Everyone could imagine that soon, Master Yinyun's thick fleshy palm would be stamped hard on Feng Jueyu's body, and
For Feng Jueyu, who had been injured to the point of exhausting his last trace of true energy, let alone a slap, even if an ordinary person walked over and casually hit him like this, he would die.
"Haha, the first master has won. Sure enough, the first master is superior in skill." Zhong Wuxiu and others cheered with joy.
Hearing the gradually beating shouts, Feng Jueyu's consciousness in the distance suddenly remembered Long Ao's voice: "Boy, you can't die. Damn it, please wake up."
"Long Ao." Feng Jueyu then remembered that there was another Master Long in the Hong Yuan space. Before this battle started, Feng Jueyu knew that not only was Long Ao almost recovered, but because of the Dragon Soul Stone, this guy
He has also reached the level of cultivation that is close to the peak of divine martial arts. When he thinks of this, Feng Jueyu becomes energetic: "Damn it, why did I forget you? Help me kill him."
Long Ao said bitterly: "Damn, I think so too. The key is that you don't have any real energy, how can I use your body?"
"What did you say?" There was still hope of surviving. After hearing what Long Ao said, Feng Jueyu immediately closed his eyes in frustration. Long Ao was right. If he wanted to use Long Ao's power, he must have a trace of truth left in his body.
Yuan, this trace of true Yuan can temporarily borrow Long Ao's cultivation. It only requires a little bit, even an airflow as thick as a little finger.
It's a pity that Feng Jueyu's current airflow is not even the size of a little fingernail, let alone a little finger. The remaining bit of true energy is so tiny that it is difficult to see with the naked eye. This bit of true energy can
do what?
Let yourself die a moment later?
Let yourself see the colorful continent again?
Or should we remember the grandeur of Shayuguan at the last moment of our lives?
still……
"Wait a minute..." Just when he was about to close his eyes in despair and wait for death, Feng Jueyu suddenly had an idea: "Damn it, although this little bit of true energy can't do anything, it can still do one thing, devour vitality."
Yuanqi Devour does not require much real energy, even if it is only as thick as a hair, it can operate, and this method will undoubtedly extract part of the real energy from the body of Master Yin Yun and keep it for himself.
Ever since he came to Zhongtian City from Tiannan, Feng Jueyu couldn't remember how long it had been since he used this skill to kill an enemy, but he didn't expect that today it would be his trump card that saved his life.
"Second Master, wait, prepare to recover your true energy, and help me kill him immediately." Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu became energetic. Looking at the approaching figure in the sky, he raised his right hand with difficulty, and slowly
He slowly aimed at Master Yin Yun in the sky.
"Old dog." Feng Jueyu, who could only make a weak killing sound at the top of his lungs, used his last bit of energy to activate the Energy Devourer.
"Hoo!" There was no majestic sight of the weak true energy, just a faint sound of wind suddenly drifted by, and a not strong suction force pulled Master Yin Yun.
In an instant, Master Yinyun, who was fully prepared to watch Feng Jueyu take his last breath in front of him, suddenly had his true energy in mid-air trembled, and then was pulled away by an inexplicable suction force.
He didn't have much real energy, but in a way that made him unbelievable, this suction force actually drained away all his real energy.
The next moment, Yin Yun was stunned. He didn't know what method Feng Jueyu used to suck away his own power, but he knew that he had lost these true energy, let alone forcing himself to the point where he almost lost his life.
Feng Jueyu was killed, and even the ability to fly with his seriously injured body was gone.
The force of the suction seemed to have no intention of stopping. For those weak Zhen Yuan, it was not strong enough to suck it once, and the outcome was just as Yin Yun expected, the force of the suction did not last long at all.
Time has sucked all of Yin Yun's true energy away.
Without the support of true energy, Yin Yun instantly turned into an ordinary person without any true energy. At this moment, he was at an altitude of more than ten meters, with blood still flowing out of his chest. He lost too much blood and had no defense.
With Sora's power, Hidden Cloud just straightened up and fell down.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Old Dog Yin Yun's true energy saved my life. I'll leave it to you, Mr. Long Er." I absorbed part of the true energy with my vitality, which was enough for Long Ao to borrow Feng Jueyu's body. At this time,
At this moment, Feng Jueyu laughed helplessly.
"No, look." But Long Ao didn't do that. In the Hongyuan space, Long Ao pointed at Master Yin Yun who was falling straight up in the air, showing a look that didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"What's wrong? I..." Feng Jueyu thought Long Ao suddenly changed his mind and was frightened to death, but when he looked up, he was stunned.
"boom!"
Master Yin Yun fell from a high altitude and hit the ground in the wilderness hard. Without the true energy protection, Yin Yun, who could not use even the air armor, actually fell to his death.
"..."
This scene made even Feng Jueyu stunned. It took him a long time to come to his senses. The famous mainland master, the centenarian who had entered the Xuan Dao Transformation Realm, and the Yin Yun Master who had enjoyed all the glory and praise in the world, actually
To die in such a humiliating way outside the desolate and lonely Shayu Pass is really a trick of fate.
"died?"
Feng Jueyu absorbed some true energy, and his body barely recovered some strength. He climbed up with difficulty, half crawling and half kneeling, and Dingqing took a look...
"Really dead?"
"Ugh!" Mr. Long Erye couldn't help but touch his head and said angrily: "You boy, you are really lucky."
This scene fell in everyone's eyes. When Zhong Wuxiu and the three elders saw that Yin Yun was still alive, it was no exaggeration to say that they thought Feng Jueyu was dead. They went from being sad at first to being happy later.
In just a few short breaths, they were completely inspired.
Unfortunately, before they could fully see the tragic ending of Feng Jueyu's death despite such excitement, the old man who had given them great hope fell to death on the spot in a way that no one could have imagined.
The next moment, the desolate sand became deathly silent.
It is truly unexpected that the dignified Master Yin Yun met such a tragic end. As for the way the former died, everyone in Yin Yun Mountain and the Zhong family thought it was unbelievable.
But soon they lowered their heads in despair again. This time, Master Yinyun could not survive, and Longcheng eventually became the biggest winner in the situation in Zhongtian. The victory of Longcheng and the death of Master Yinyun would eventually end.
It means that the armies of the major family alliances have collapsed and Hidden Cloud Mountain will be disbanded soon. The people of Dragon City will not let them go.
With this thought in mind, the three elders of Hidden Cloud Mountain looked at each other, and quickly calmed down from their grief and anger. Bi Fan looked at Feng Jueyu who was crawling on the ground viciously, and suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Second brother, Brother Rong, now
The former master is dead, and Feng Jueyu vows not to let go of Hidden Cloud Mountain. He is now exhausted and has no ability to fight anymore. We must take this opportunity to kill him. If people recover, we will never be able to defeat him."
Bi Jie, Rong Qiong and Zhong Wuxiu all shined.
"Yes, now is the best opportunity to kill him. With the two elders' seventh-level peak strength, who else on the mainland can be the opponent of these two elders." Zhong Wuxiu encouraged.
Bi Jie and Rong Qiong looked at each other and nodded in agreement. They knew that Bi Fan was right. Even though their master was dead, Feng Jueyu also spent a lot of money. This was the best chance to kill him and must not be given to him.
His time to breathe.
"Come on." The two of them winked at the same time and swooped out.
On the desolate sandy land with a deathly silence, two hurricanes rolled up at the same time. Before Wang Jiutong and others could react, they saw Bi Jie and Rong Qiong killing each other. Wang Jiutong's heart suddenly sank: "Oops"
Oh, how could I have almost forgotten them?"
Seeing Wang Jiutong stamping his feet anxiously, Jing Chen, Gongyang Yu and others all changed their expressions.
"Damn it, little man."
"Despicable, everyone hurry up and help. As long as we stop them and let Xiaoyou Feng survive, Longcheng and everyone will be safe." Feng Rulan immediately ordered and chased after them from behind.
"Little friend Feng, be careful."
Jing Chen knew that in terms of speed, none of them could be a match for San Zun Lao, so he hurriedly reminded him.
But just when they thought that Feng Jueyu would be ambushed and killed by the three elders, Bi Jie and Rong Qiong who were rushing at the front were suddenly startled, stopped, and then retreated in horror in a way that no one could understand.
He took two steps, then turned around and ran away.
"This..." The masters who were still waiting to catch up were obviously stunned. Without much resistance, Bi Jie and Rong Qiong set up Bi Fan and fled away, leaving only Zhong Wuxiu and numerous Zhong Family and Hidden Cloud Mountain disciples behind.
Zhong Wuxiu had no idea what was going on, and when Jing Chen and others were about to chase after him, they suddenly saw Feng Jueyu standing up in front of him: "Don't chase after the poor enemy."
On the sand not far away, Feng Jueyu, who was covered in blood, stood upright on the desolate sand. His eyes were shining, and he was full of energy. He did not look like he was seriously injured and died, and ink was flashing on his body.
Green light.
"Seventh level of Shenwu? He recovered so quickly?"