Smoke was rising from the top of Jinmapo Mountain, and accompanied by a huge roar, Kun Yan's body, as if made of copper and iron, was almost flaccid and flung far away in the eyes of everyone.
This scene was simply eye-catching.
From the time Feng Jueyu appeared to when he took action, it only took three or two sentences. Many people still haven't figured out what happened, and more people just searched for information about "Feng Jueyu" from their memories.
The little memory of this word is just such a brief moment. The master who was once looked up to by others was easily knocked out of the air in front of everyone.
What is strength, this is it.
Watching Kun Yan plummeting down, there was silence on the slope of the horse. Almost everyone opened their mouths, looking in disbelief at the old man who fell from the top of the mountain and created a huge human-shaped pit on the ground.
What was originally an evenly matched battle ended in a way that left no suspense.
Hai Batian swallowed hard, his eyes still fixed on the moment when the dark green true energy light flashed. He felt that his thinking could not keep up with Feng Jueyu's speed. This was simply a gap between heaven and earth.
, now I finally understand that when I saw Feng Jueyu the first day, the other party must have held back. If the air wave was replaced by the palm just now, I would still have to shed my skin even if I was not dead.
Are you kidding me? A master who still had hundreds of moves to fight with him was just like a meat ball embedded in the ground on the top of the mountain with one palm strike. It was hard to live.
In front of the shattered and messy handsome tent, Xu Liefeng, Xu Ziyang's grandson, Tian Swordsman Mu Wenxin and Sui Kongren all looked like they were becoming demented.
They knew very well how high Kun Yan's cultivation level was. He was a figure who definitely stood at the top of the pyramid around Tiannan. Even Mu Wenxin, who suddenly reached the divine martial realm, knew how obvious the gap was with Kun Yan, but that was
Such an indifferent master who didn't even dare to face himself could not even defeat the opponent's moves and was defeated so unbearably. What kind of concept is this.
Thinking back to that boy who was so domineering that no one could see him, he only had a powerful armed force and a few masters to protect him. What did Feng Jueyu have? Isn't he just lucky? That's all.
However, after not seeing each other for just two years, the guy who was once chased by Tianjian Mountain and was running around stood firmly on their heads, becoming a being that everyone could only look up to.
The difference between these two is really unacceptable.
Looking at each other, Xu Liefeng and others suddenly felt that the once arrogant and domineering boy was back, and this time he was more unscrupulous than before, because his strength had far surpassed everyone, even Xu Ziyang's
Master is no match for him either.
"You bastard, how dare you sneak up on me."
On the top of the mountain, voices mixed with anger boomed from the large human-shaped pit. Kun Yan stood up angrily with a muddy face. Although he received a heavy palm from Feng Jueyu in full view of everyone, he still couldn't.
Unlike Xu Liefeng and others, he did not think that Feng Jueyu was very powerful. The reason why he was able to hit with one palm was just through sneak attacks.
Kun Yan, who always thought he had no defeat, found it difficult to accept this reality. The humiliation of losing face and unwilling anger intertwined with his proud heart and shot from the ground to the sky.
"Are you Feng Jueyu?" The big painted face, which was stained with blood and mud, showed annoyance and resentment. Kun Yan glared at Feng Jueyu with teeth cracking, wishing to tear Feng Jueyu into pieces.
Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes and looked at Kun Yan. He didn't kill him just now. In fact, he wanted to beat him until he was submissive and then torture him. Unexpectedly, this old man was actually tough. He took a slap from himself and acted like a normal person.
It seems like I haven't been beaten enough.
"Old guy, it seems you are really impatient." Feng Jueyu didn't even answer, his tone was full of disdain. With a whoosh, he passed over again and blasted out the Four Elephants Killing Technique.
A tangible and insubstantial white dragon curled around his arm, and he saw a flash of white, and a huge fist roared out.
Compared with the sneak attack on Kun Yan just now, this punch was obviously sharper and faster. With almost no warning, the old punch hit Kun Fang's face.
"boom!"
With one punch, Kun Yan's face suddenly blossomed, and his body fell weakly into the mountain again.
This time, Feng Jueyu was merciless and followed Kun Yan's figure like a shadow. Then he followed up with Cun Zhi, thrust his palm, and hit Kun Yan's chest with two more blows.
A large piece of him collapsed in, and he pressed the opponent firmly into the soil. He aimed at the old man's face and punched him five or six times before pulling away.
On the top of the mountain filled with flying dust, it wasn't until he made a beautiful leap back to the hill that everyone realized that Kun Yan had already taken in air but not out.
"Idiot, you have to force me to do it."
Feng Jueyu glared at Kun Yan on the ground with disdain, and then walked over as if nothing happened.
After watching this electric and flint scene, there was no sound on the entire mountain top. Even Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiang Nanhou, and Dao Zhong all had black lines on their heads. They thought to themselves: This boy is getting more and more...
So fierce.
To the south, Xu Liefeng and Xu Ziyang looked at Feng Jueyu who was walking towards them step by step with fear. It was hard to imagine that the scene just now was completely done by this boy in his early twenties. Mu Wenxin and Sui Kongren had long since abandoned it.
He took off the sword and stood there with his eyes closed, waiting to die.
"Everyone who comes here should be tied up and taken back to the imperial capital. The old debt should be settled with the Dog Emperor."
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Tiannan Imperial Capital, nourishing the heart...
The luxurious palace hall is brightly lit, and the ever-burning lamps are decorated with purple lights, showing the majesty of a nine-five-year-old. In this palace, which is a symbol of extreme luxury and absolute power, the atmosphere now seems extremely gloomy and depressing...
Zhou Renguang was sitting on the throne, holding a secret report in his hand that was trembling slightly. Uneasiness, anxiety, and anger were burning through his heart like poisonous fire.
He sat there for half a stick of incense without moving at all. Then Zhou Renguang suddenly lost his usual calmness and tore the secret report into pieces.
"Feng Jueyu!"
The name he hated so much was bitten out from his teeth, and the dragon case turned into pieces of broken sawdust under the pressure of the strong palm force.
Three days ago, a secret report came from the battlefield ahead. Xu Ziyang, the general of Zhenxi, and Xu Liefeng, the national counselor, went to Western Xinjiang to fight against the enemy. They did not want to encounter Feng Jueyu and Shangguan Lingyun, but they were blocked from entering Mapo. The battle was not so tragic.
However, the millions of troops sent by Tiannan to Western Xinjiang did not have the slightest effect and were forcefully controlled.
Kun Yan died in battle, succumbed to Feng Jueyu's three palms and four punches;
Xu Liefeng, Xu Ziyang, Mu Wenxin, and Sui Kongren were captured without a fight;
The grassland army had no choice but to retreat under Feng Jueyu's intimidation, and vowed never to enter the hinterland of Tiannan.
"Feng Jueyu, it's Feng Jueyu again, he's back."
Damn it!
Thinking of the name that kept him awake at night, Zhou Renguang's heart was filled with regret and anger. More than two years ago, the son-in-law of the Shangguan family, whom he did not take seriously, was now trying to subvert the key to imperial power.
There are also Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiang Nanhou, and Dao Zhong. They should have been killed long ago.
"Am I wrong?" Zhou Renguang closed his eyes weakly and leaned on the dragon chair, his body trembling uncontrollably. At this time, he was no longer the leader of a country who held the power of the world, and he had no power at all.
With the aura of a master in the divine martial realm, he was like an old man on the verge of death, helplessly recalling his life's experiences.
"Brother Emperor." In the palace, Zhou Renyi sighed helplessly. On his brother's face, he saw unprecedented loss and despair: "Admit your mistake."
Zhou Renguang opened his eyes slightly, a complex meaning flashed across his expression, and he said in a hateful voice: "You want me to admit my mistake? Haha, that's ridiculous. I am the king of a country, so why should I be wrong?"
"Hunjun, don't you know you are wrong?" Next to Zhou Renyi was the upright Zhang Changling.
His eyes fell gently on Zhou Renguang, and Zhang Changling reprimanded without fear: "For a mere treasure that does not exist, you trapped yourself in the quagmire of selfishness, first murdering the four founding fathers, and then
The reason for provoking a dispute between the two countries is not that Feng Jueyu wants to destroy you, but that God wants to destroy you, the unprincipled and foolish king like you."
Zhang Changling roared angrily. For an old man with no martial arts skills, even if he shouted twice in anger, he was obviously extremely exhausted and haggard.
Although he was pointing out Zhou Renguang's mistake, the other party obviously had no intention of admitting it: "Zhang Changling, shut up. Don't think that I don't dare to kill you because the imperial sister is still here. Feng Jueyu didn't return to Tiannan for a day.
Today Tiannan still belongs to me, and it will be easy for me to kill you."
Zhang Changling showed no aggrievement and said with a joking smile: "Huh, yes, you are the king of a country. You hold the power of the world. Killing a person is no different than squeezing an ant to death. It's a pity that you can't be the emperor.
Too many, a message was sent to the border, Feng Jueyu and the four heavenly kings are rushing back to the imperial capital. It will be your death at that time, Zhou Renguang, you will pay for your sins for the souls of hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the border of southern and western borders."
"Return?" Zhou Renguang sneered twice. At this time, he was no longer the strategizing leader of a country. Under the absolute power, he knew that he had no way to deal with Feng Jueyu. Excessive despair eventually led to the destruction of his humanity.
Twisted: "This world belongs to me. If I want to kill him, who can stop him? Haha, I understand. Feng Jueyu is not willing to give in. He can usurp my throne, but I won't let him get what he wants. Haha, here comes someone."
A Custodes guard ran in.
Zhou Renguang said crazily: "I ordered the imperial army to lead Zhuang Ji and massacre the city for three days. Haha, I want to see how Feng Jueyu can become the leader of a country when Tiannan is gone."
"Hunjun, you are crazy." Upon hearing these words, Zhang Changling and Zhou Renyi were both shocked.
They didn't expect that Zhou Renguang would be so crazy that in order to take revenge on Feng Jueyu, he would not even spare the people of Tiannan.
"He is crazy, very crazy. Zhou Renguang, is this all you can do?"
As soon as Zhou Renguang finished speaking, a joking and contemptuous voice sounded in the hall.
A note to readers:
Second update on the 21st. I came back too late yesterday. I didn’t have much inspiration in the middle of the night. This chapter is a bit slow. Sorry.