Seeing with their own eyes the Nine-turn Divine Man of Tianli Sect falling down the mountain, almost everyone shouted in their hearts that it was impossible.
This battle started with a climax.
Far beyond imagination.
There was a time when everyone in the world thought that Feng Jueyu's trip would lead to death.
Who could have imagined that the final result would be like this.
There were twenty-four rank-9 masters besieging him, and each one of them was a leader in the world.
Such a lineup, let alone a seventh-turn god-man, would be able to accomplish it effortlessly even if they were allowed to sweep through all the major planes of the first heaven.
It is true that during the fight, Feng Jueyu almost fought with his own life.
He was injured for no reason. With his weak body, he was able to withstand the violent storm of all kinds of magical arts and top-level artifacts. If it had been anyone else, he would have been shattered into pieces and violently killed to pieces.
However, such a terrifying encirclement and suppression actually allowed him to kill two low-level ninth-level gods under the eyes of many of his enemies, and seriously injured one person in the middle-level ninth level.
After the legendary era, no one could achieve this step after looking at the hundreds of millions of years of history.
At least in the first level and the second level of heaven, it is definitely second to none.
And his sharp, domineering, and brave fighting characteristics finally ignited the entire audience in just a short moment.
"Domineering, this is the strength of Demon Slayer Young Master, he is so domineering."
"God Oudi, is this still a human? He's just in the middle of the seventh level. I'm completely convinced that he can kill three people in a row in this situation."
"Feng Jueyu is my idol, I admire him."
"..."
"Look, open your eyes for me to see. My golden-scaled ghost dragon armor is so domineering, haha..."
Huang-headed man, who had been criticized for the weight of the golden-scaled ghost dragon armor, was so excited that his face was flushed and his whole body was trembling.
In fact, he himself never thought that that useless piece of armor could actually make a god-man's combat power become so exaggerated and terrifying.
The middle realm of seventh revolution, that’s it!
Not only can he jump through level challenges, but he can also forcefully kill three people in front of many rank nine experts. This is all the result of the Golden Scale Ghost Dragon Armor.
"He is Feng Jueyu? If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."
Xie Jisheng's eyes widened.
Yan Shuangge, Qian Chongyun, Yuwen brothers and others who were traveling with him were all frozen and sluggish.
Indeed, just over two thousand years ago, Feng Jueyu was a rising star who joined them in exploring the path to deification.
More than two thousand years have passed, and their strength remains unchanged.
On the other hand, Feng Jueyu has already surpassed all living beings and has become a top figure in the first level of heaven.
Who would believe it?
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe it.
Thirty miles east of Tiangang Gate, on the Yanming Peak, Yuan Zhilian's round and delicate body was trembling with excitement.
"Oh my god, is this Feng Jueyu? Why is there such a big discrepancy between the information obtained by Yan Rong? This place is in the middle of rank seven, and I have no doubt that he is above rank nine. Yan Rong is such a waste, go back
Just deduct his salary."
Yuan Zhilian was shocked, but she had a rich smile on her face, like a sunflower blooming in the scorching sun, bright and full of vitality.
On the slope of Yeqiao, Chen Chong, Chen Yang'er, Yan Zhenqing, Yan Xin, Huang Yun, Wen Su and others arrived late, but they also caught up to witness Feng Jueyu's fierce battle with the heroes.
Like everyone else, everyone was dormant by Feng Jueyu's powerful and domineering methods. They all stood on the mountain and looked up, their eyes falling to the ground in shock.
"We haven't seen each other for more than a month. Fellow Daoist Feng's cultivation has improved again. His cultivation and promotion speed must be too fast."
"If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, how could I believe that this person in the seventh-level middle realm could have such a domineering cultivation level."
Huang Yun and Yan Zhenqing praised them repeatedly, while the others were shocked and unable to speak.
One after another, gods who were familiar with Feng Jueyu or had never met him spoke highly of this battle, and Feng Jueyu's fame and prestige also increased in this short period of time.
Only a few people are not optimistic about the current situation.
"No, if you let this kid continue to fight, even if he is not killed by the enemy, he will still be exhausted. I want to help."
In the crowd, Wang Daolin, who was dressed as Qiao Zhuang, was heart-wrenched.
It should obviously be his and Xu Lu's responsibility to save Fawu and kill the enemy, but now the heavy burden falls on Feng Jueyu.
He is only at the middle level of rank seven. No matter how powerful he is, he will never be able to escape from an attack of this scale. If he dies, he will have wasted his superb talent.
Wang Daolin blamed himself.
At this time, I can obviously do something, but I am still timid. What kind of teacher am I?
As if he had figured it out, Wang Daolin drew his sword and said angrily: "I can't wait any longer. Let's go in now."
Yun Moxian Jingjie's forehead was covered with sweat from nervousness and worry. Seeing Wang Daolin stand up, she immediately responded: "We really can't wait any longer. Xu Beiming is too despicable. He used so many people to surround Xiaoyu. Let's go
help."
"However, if you want to rush in, you must break the mountain guarding formation. If Xu Beiming notices it, he will definitely send out all his forces to surround us. This mountain guarding formation was obtained for us by Pandi Xianzun who risked his head to do the inside job.
Yes, once they are prepared, I'm afraid that we won't be able to save them, and I will have to help myself."
A master from the Three Saints Realm spoke up.
They had been preparing for a long time, and Xu Lu even took the risk of contacting Pandi Xianzun to secretly find out the defensive layout of Tiangang Gate.
At present, Xu Lu has led people to sneak into Tiangang Gate to rescue people without sending a signal. If Xu Beiming is alerted, all the previous efforts may be wasted.
Yun Moxian originally thought that if the masters of the Wind Killing Conference could save their face and fight Feng Jueyu alone, the latter could delay the fight for a while.
Unexpectedly, all the masters in this conference were so shameless that they would attack in groups as soon as they made a move.
No matter how powerful Feng Jueyu is, he can't stop attacks from all directions, not to mention that all the people who attack are at the ninth level.
She didn't want to wait any longer and made a decisive decision: "No need. Since we are saving people, we just rush in. Don't expose the secret of our understanding of the mountain guarding formation first."
"A lot of people will die."
In order to save people, the Three Saints Realm also sent many experts, but compared to Daoyin Tianzong, they did not have an advantage in numbers.
Once they fight, it will be a chaotic situation of life and death.
The people in the Three Saint Realm are not Yun Moxian, they have no relationship with the Tiangang Sect, and they don’t want to sacrifice for other people in vain.
"Afraid of death, you stay here, I will go with Elder Wang."
Yun Moxian gritted her teeth and pulled out her long sword.
At this moment, something happened again in Shanmen Square.
In the previous half-cup of tea, Feng Jueyu suffered a violent attack and blow under the spotlight.
Under the eyes of a pair of eyes, the injuries on his body continued to intensify and increase. This time, he looked extremely embarrassed. He was bombarded by powerful magic and powerful artifacts countless times.
So much so that he vomited blood continuously, and even the golden armor on his chest was dyed red, making him look strange and strange under the sunlight.
His hair was disheveled and he looked haggard. His body was full of chaos and uncontrollable Qi. His face was as pale as paper, his aura was weak and sluggish, and his Qi and blood had no place to rest and were rushing around in all directions.
With such a serious injury, anyone else would have been unable to hold on long ago.
But he still took the opportunity to kill three more gods who were in the ninth rank.
This battle was so bloody and brutal that many people dared not look directly at it.
But in the end, the shackles of his realm limited his performance. He was beaten by Huashanhu, Qiuyang Yi, Cao Kun, Li Niangui, Bei Liufeng, etc., until he fell into the mortal world and rolled in the dust, looking as embarrassed as a bereaved dog.
"After all, we are in the seventh realm. We cannot fight for a long time. Feng Jueyu, what else do you have to say!"
Figures of people swayed in the Shanmen Square, and dozens of big figures from different forces surrounded him for a while, with eyes showing contempt and ridicule.
"Ignorant child, just seven turns, how different is it from a cricket that shakes a tree, and it is caught without restraint..."
"It is impossible for heaven to tolerate such a thieves not to kill them. There is no need to talk nonsense with them, just kill them."
"It's too easy to kill him just like that. Let's tie him up first."
Feng Jueyu was defeated. Seeing this, Xu Beiming, Yuan Huan and others flew over from the top of Sanjun Cave. A large group of rank eight and rank nine dignitaries gathered at Shanmen Square.
There was deathly silence inside and outside Tiangang Gate. Countless pairs of eyes looked at Feng Jueyu, who was at the end of his battle, with sadness in their eyes.
"It's such a defeat? What a pity."
"Yes, Tian is jealous of talents. If Feng Jueyu is alive, he will definitely be able to sweep the world and become a true legend in the first layer of heaven."
"It's too late to say this now, but I believe everyone can remember his bravery."
"..."
Unfortunately, the sound of lamentation came, and the atmosphere in this world was depressed.
Feng Jueyu slowly climbed up, using one knee and one arm to support his body covered with wounds. He looked very scary. On his face, body, limbs, and almost everywhere that could be seen with the naked eye, the skin was cracked and spread out.
, there were dozens of wounds, and the skin and flesh were all turned out, exposing the dense white bones.
The golden-scaled ghost dragon armor on his body was covered with scratches from swords, and was cut open in several places, damaging the flesh and blood inside.
This kind of honor is no different from that of evil spirits.
"Feng Jueyu, my son Yuan Chongtian died at your hands. Tell me how to deal with you. Even if you kill you a thousand times, it won't be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart."
Yuan Huan stepped forward, his injured face flushed with anger, and he kept coughing while speaking.
Passing through the barrier of heaven, the road injury was extremely serious. He only used his own will and hatred for Feng Jueyu to survive until now.
Before, Yuan Huan couldn't move even if he wanted to.
"He wants to die, but it's not that easy. In my opinion, each of our families will come up with a method of torturing the prisoner and use it on him in various ways, so that the deceased fellow sect members and fellow prisoners can rest in peace."
Xu Beiming raised his concerns and his words were extremely vicious.
Everyone nodded.
Although they are big shots, they don't care about these things.
Feng Jueyu killed many people on Youxiang Star Road, which was equivalent to bringing disgrace to all their major forces. In order to deal with him, all the big shots gathered together. This seemed to be too high for Feng Jueyu, and also brought down their majesty.
Sweep away.
Killing him directly like this is indeed too cheap for him.
"How about this, wouldn't it be nice to let this bitch prostrate himself in front of the mourning hall of all his comrades who died at his hands for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and then invite his comrades from all the major forces in the First Heaven to watch the ceremony."
Seeing Feng Jueyu's defeat, Hua Xueyang also followed, and almost everyone appeared in the square in front of the mountain gate.