Needless to say, the strength of Cao Kun, Huashanhu, and Qiuyang Yi.
Each of these three people has the peak strength to aspire to the first level of heaven, but the gap between Feng Jueyu and them is too big, so they are not favored by others.
This is also true.
In the eyes of the spectators, it was already a miracle that Feng Jueyu could survive until now. However, looking at it on the other hand, although Cao Kun, Huashan Hu and Qiu Yangyi did not succeed immediately, they did not suffer any injuries on their bodies.
And this is the expressiveness of the difference.
No matter what, he is still one of the top experts in the world, and if the three of them join forces, it will not be difficult to deal with Feng Jueyu.
But after Qiu Yangyi was injured, people no longer dared to think this way.
That punch was so powerful that it seemed to be able to punch a hole in the sky. Such a terrifying punch, even if Qiu Yangyi received it, he would fly backwards, looking a little embarrassed. It can be seen that the fight just now was just an appetizer. Feng Jue
Yu now officially exerts his strength.
Qiu Yangyi, who was extremely skilled, turned seven times in the sky and stopped even after eight somersaults. His angry eyes were filled with confusion: "You... actually have such strong combat power?"
Huashanhu and Cao Kun were also stunned by the scene that just happened, and for a moment they forgot to take action.
The two glanced at Qiu Yangyi quickly, and their eyes widened in shock.
Qiu Yangyi was naturally not as good as them, but he wouldn't be blown away by a mid-level seventh-level player.
What's going on?
"It's the Posha Ling Pill, he took it."
Hua Xueyang roared out, and everyone suddenly realized.
The Golden Scale Ghost Dragon Armor has a Ghost River Gathering Formation, which can absorb desires and turn them into Shasha Ling Pills, which can be taken to increase combat power.
To put it bluntly, this is a kind of behavior that kills the goose to lay the egg. Even if there are no side effects of Posaling Pill, just using the Ghost River Gathering Killing Formation is enough to increase the weight of the Golden Scale Ghost Dragon Armor.
At that time, the wearer must exert greater strength to offset the restraint caused by the weight of the armor.
"You can only rely on taking pills to fight against big shots like us, Feng Jueyu."
Cao Kun smiled, Huashan Lake also laughed, but Qiu Yangyi no longer felt shocked, and there was only killing intent in his eyes.
"He's just a seventh-level person trying to provoke us ninth-level gods, but he's worthy of it."
"Kill him."
"With such a villain, there is no need to care about face and do it."
Suddenly, the Tianli Sect, Qingwu Sword Academy, Green Smoke Sect, Qiushui Sect, and several powerful figures all took action.
Just then, at the top of the Sanjun Cave, masters from the lower realm and the middle realm of the ninth level flew out one after another from the top of the mountain, and they all rushed towards the square in front of the mountain gate.
Inside and outside Tiangang Gate, all those watching the ceremony had their hearts in their throats, and countless voices of regret were heard.
"Master Feng, do we still have to rely on that treasured armor in the end? We lost."
"It's good to have been able to hold on until now. If it were anyone else, they would definitely die."
"It's a pity. If we give him another million years, no one in this world can do anything to defeat him."
…
At the foot of the mountain not far away, an old man standing like a sword came out with a look of deep worry and a bit of a breakdown: "No, Xiaoyu is injured. We can't wait any longer. There's no start to action."
"It's almost time." A beautiful woman like a flower replied: "The person has sneaked into the mountain gate and is going to the water prison to find someone."
"No wait, rush in and snatch the people in. I'll help Xiaoyu!"
"Not yet." The woman grabbed the old man.
The old man's anger exploded, revealing an eager and furious face. It was Wang Daolin.
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, we still have a backup plan."
Yun Moxian replied sweating profusely, isn't she worried?
She was equally worried, but they had been lurking in the spirit world for a long time and had prepared a plan to rescue Tao Gongshan, Yu Chenxi and others.
But now the plan has gone awry.
Because of Feng Jueyu and the Wind Killing Conference, their originally designed rescue plan was advanced.
Therefore, some loopholes also appeared.
Yun Moxian finally persuaded Wang Daolin and eagerly observed the Lingyu Jade Bead in her hand, waiting for news.
Because at this moment, Xu Lu has led people into the hinterland of Tiangangmen, and is rescuing people in the water prison without any sound.
…
In front of a mountain peak, a burly old man with yellow hair stood. He touched his nose, clenched his fists and roared: "You have eaten everything. If you eat more, you will die. The treasure armor I made is not that useless."
The crowd of onlookers was stunned and recognized the old man at once.
"Huang-headed man, he's here too. He must have made this armor."
"Nonsense, so what if I made it? Do you dare to underestimate the Golden Scale Ghost Dragon Armor?"
Listening to the ridicule, Huang Touweng's mentality exploded. He clenched his fists and shouted: "Feng Jueyu, hit me, hit me hard."
In the Shanmen Square, there were numerous figures, one after another, rank nine experts rushed into the battlefield.
Feng Jueyu's pressure suddenly doubled.
Xue Xianli and Zhao Lu of Qiushui Gate, completely disregarding their appearance, surrounded them from left to right and attacked at the same time.
The majestic momentum was accompanied by a huge purple palm print and a giant sky tower, and Zhou Xu fell directly into the violent turbulence.
boom!
Feng Jueyu was hit by two divine arts, his figure flew backwards in a panic, and he coughed up blood from his lips.
"Little guy, Li Changxian is waiting for you below. Go down and apologize to me obediently."
"Count me in."
Before Feng Jueyu landed, three more figures came out. Among them were Li Niangui and a master from the Qingwu Sword Academy. Both of them were in the upper realm of the ninth rank, and the other one was also in the middle realm of the ninth rank.
The three swordsmen slashed like a wave, the sword power was shocking, and a giant stick danced like a dragon. The three people's cooperation was not a tacit understanding, but they still beat Feng Jueyu to defeats one after another, and he had no ability to fight back.
The injuries all over his body worsened, and his whole body was as red as a human being.
"The Green Smoke Sect Beiliu Feng is here to take your life."
The sorrowful wind in Ziwu Palace moved instantly, as fast as lightning, and slapped Feng Jueyu on the back with a palm from the air.
The force of the palm was as strong as a shocking tsunami that submerged Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu was hit so hard that several bones in his body were broken, and he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Then, countless artifacts shone and fell like a violent storm.
In that turbulent and chaotic scene, except for the ninth-turn master who was targeting Feng Jueyu, no one else could be seen.
The battle was as fierce as a fight, beyond everyone's expectation.
And when he saw Feng Jueyu being beaten like a lost dog without the strength to fight back, the shouts from inside and outside the Tiangang Gate disappeared.
It's like falling into silence.
You could only hear the loud rumbling sound, and watched helplessly as one artifact after another raged around Feng Jueyu.
In fact, even Feng Jueyu's whereabouts were completely unclear.
"Dead, dead?"
"This battle went so fast!"
"With such an offensive, even the gods will hide and flee, and they will definitely die."
A fierce attack gathered the methods and magical skills of at least twenty top experts. It was foreseeable that no one at the peak of ninth rank would dare to escape from such a large-scale siege.
"It's so terrible. This is the fate of offending these powerful forces. Feng Jueyu is so miserable."
People feel sorry.
But at this moment, a shrill scream stopped everyone's thoughts.
puff!
Not far away, a fountain of blood rose into the sky, and swords penetrated the body of a certain ninth-level lower-level god from Qingwu Sword Academy. There were bright red blood beads flowing on the sword tip, drop by drop.
Falling down like a streamline.
"Hong Zhan!"
Li Huang, the leader of the Qingwu Sword Academy, let out a heart-breaking scream and looked at his dying fellow disciple in disbelief.
Behind the Dao sword, thick smoke billowed, and a figure covered in blood stood behind the strong man of Qingwu Sword Academy, with half of his face exposed, looking ferocious and terrifying.
"If I dare to go to Longtan alone, I won't be afraid of your siege. No matter how many people there are, can they kill me?"
Feng Jueyu pulled out the Dao sword, and the golden armor on his body was extremely dazzling. Especially where he stood, his feet dug into the ground half a foot, which showed how heavy the armor on his body was.
Feng Jueyu stabbed to death a rank-9 lower realm expert with a single sword, and Feng Jueyu boldly put all the treasures exposed in the cave world into his sleeves in front of all the enemies, and then stood up with the sword.
The Huangquan sword in his hand was full of gaps and looked like an iron saw, mottled.
"This...he is still alive?"
From all directions, the sound of gasping air came one after another, and everyone was stunned and stunned.
After such a terrifying and intensive offensive, Feng Jueyu is still alive. How is this possible?
Not to mention those who were watching the ceremony, even Cao Kun, Huashan Hu, Li Niangui and others could not believe their eyes.
It was like having a nightmare.
Unfortunately, no one knows how he survived.
The attack just now was so intensive that we couldn't see it at all.
Feng Jueyu waved the sword in his hand, looked around, took out a large handful of Poshaling Pills and threw them into his mouth, chewing them.
The scene of taking pills on the spot seemed a bit funny, but no one could laugh.
Because they clearly felt that Feng Jueyu's Qi was constantly rising, just like the tide before the storm, endless.
"Now that we're all here, let's kill each other happily so that you shameless bastards can truly experience what fear is."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu disappeared instantly. The speed was countless times faster than before.
"The man who steps on the horse, take action, we can't let him continue to be rampant."
The mentality of a group of experts exploded, and they all moved towards Feng Jueyu to outflank him.
At this moment, countless powerful men sacrificed their divine weapons, performed divine spells, and exploded with divine power. The world was turbulent, and thunderous roars could be heard from the nine heavens and ten places.
Keng! Keng! Keng!
In the blink of an eye, Feng Jueyu took five knives, six swords, and eight artifacts with his body. It was as if he had been knocked down by a huge mountain, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
But on the way out, a strong man who was in the lower realm of rank nine was punched in the head and died in a miserable way.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Then, another round of terrifying offensive came. Feng Jueyu stamped the ground violently, and thick smoke billowed, but he didn't know when he was no longer where he was.
Instead, he stood behind a ninth-level middle-level master from the Tianli Sect.
Unstoppable wind!
Puff puff!
Under the dazzling sword light, the ninth-level middle-level master from the Tianli Sect was seriously injured and defeated, falling down the mountain.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Two people in the lower realm of rank nine died tragically, and one in the middle realm of rank nine was seriously injured. Feng Jueyu went completely crazy.