Under the encirclement and suppression of the sword intent that was close to killing and calamity, the surrounding area was swallowed up by the white light. The cold sword intent was indestructible and extremely sharp.
But under such a terrifying killing calamity, Feng Jueyu was a stable group. Instead of running around in a panic, he faced the most surging and sharp point of the sword and hit it extremely brutally and directly.
Whoosh!
Where the sword intent covered, Feng Jueyu's whole body was wrapped in golden brilliance, and a pair of huge metallic wings vibrated, causing the space around him to distort.
The killing sword that could destroy the gods fell on him, like hitting the hardest divine iron, making a dense crisp sound.
On the other hand, he himself was unscathed, and the Divine Sword Intent was continuously destroyed or offset by the golden light on his body.
"It's the Golden Scale Ghost Dragon Armor!"
Wen Peng shouted when he saw this.
This treasured armor, which has been ridiculed for many years, once appeared on Youxixing Road and Tiangangmen Front Hall Square. It can be said that before it was in Feng Jueyu's hands, it was indeed a useless thing that was worthless.
But somehow, in Feng Jueyu's hands, this precious armor became one of the top three armors in Western Japan in just a few months.
Feng Jueyu became famous, and the Golden Scale Ghost Dragon Armor accounted for a lot of the credit.
Dang Dang Dang!
The crisp sounds like rain kept coming, Feng Jueyu raised his chin slightly, and kept his body leaning forward at a forty-five degree angle to the ground. Golden light came out from his whole body, and he didn't even make a move. He just relied on the golden-scaled ghost dragon armor to forcefully use the sword.
All the anger came down.
Wen Qi's sword energy hit him, causing golden ripples to appear on the armor, but these ripples blocked most of the sword energy, allowing Feng Jueyu to rush in front of Wen Qi unscathed.
"You say I'm so bold, but you've never seen me challenge dozens of sects in Western Yingzhou alone. You just want me to bow down. You're far from it."
Imperial Seal!
Whoosh!
Feng Jueyu rushed forward in a straight line, and when he arrived in front of Wen Qi, his body suddenly expanded.
Almost in the blink of an eye, his body became higher than the mountain. No, it was not his body, but the magical appearance transformed by the power of the cave.
Feng Jueyu made a seal with his hands, and an emperor's dharma image appeared behind him.
Wearing a dragon crown on his head, a python robe, and holding a eucalyptus with both hands, the domineering aura of the Nine-Five-Five Master pervades the world.
At this time, Feng Jueyu stretched out his right hand and pointed, and the emperor's dharma image made the same movement, and the aura of pointing the country spread out in a domineering manner.
"My physical body can suppress all Taoist bodies in the West. Just take one punch from me."
boom!
First with one finger, and then with five fingers clenched into a fist, Feng Jueyu swung his arm and smashed it down, causing a dull loud noise to explode on the spot.
"you……"
Wen Qi's child hole expanded, and he felt an overwhelming and oppressive force coming over him.
It's ridiculous to say that a junior at the eighth level dares to claim that his physical body can conquer all Tao bodies in a continent. How can he be confident?
But when the power of the fist overwhelmed the sea and poured down, Wen Qi's expression changed. Feng Jueyu's fist power had exceeded his imaginable expectations, especially when he saw the emperor's statue behind him, Wen Qi secretly felt...
Qi felt as if the emperor's punch had placed a heavy city on top of his head.
Katcha!
As powerful as Wen Qi, who had practiced the body-refining power of the Resentful Dragon lineage, the bones in his body crackled under the pressure, and his waist and back bent uncontrollably.
No, that's not right, even a city doesn't have such power.
A nationwide effort!
Wen Qi was shocked, yes, this is the strength of the whole country.
The emperor was angry and poured out all the power of the country. Damn it...
winter!
The next moment, a shining divine fist fell on Wen Qi's head, and terrifying pressure swept down, as if all the power of a country was used to suppress him alone. The helpless feeling of despair made
Wen Qi couldn't help but use the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.
"Ah... I belong to the Resentful Dragon. How can I be defeated in front of others? Open it for me..."
Wen Qi's whole body was filled with aura, and the power of the cave erupted like a tide. Waves of astonishing divine power rolled up in his body, surging crazily.
In an instant, Wen Qi's already burly body suddenly grew in size, as if he had transformed, and his whole body was filled with a strong blue-black evil spirit.
This is the power of the Venomous Blood of the Resentful Dragon erupting.
In an instant, the edge of the stone forest was enveloped by a strong demonic aura. This demonic aura even brought a faint fishy smell and spread wantonly to the surroundings.
Activating the poisonous blood of the Resentful Dragon is a characteristic of the Resentful Dragon inheritance. They will activate the poisonous blood of the Resentful Dragon in the body in the blink of an eye, allowing the body's quality to achieve a leap-like improvement.
Kachacha!
Wen Qi directly raised his arms. The bones in his body had long been deformed, as if his bones were regenerated and became thicker, and he collided with Feng Jueyu's fist.
There was no way, Feng Jueyu's attack came too quickly, and the power of the whole nation of the Emperor's Seal had already been brewed. He had no way to take more precautions and could only take Feng Jueyu's punch.
However, with the poisonous blood of the Resentful Dragon, Wen Qi was full of confidence. He believed that the great Resentful Dragon Emperor would protect him and defeat all stubborn enemies.
"Open it for me..."
"Kneel down for me..."
Deafening roars erupted from Feng Jueyu and Wen Qi's mouths at the same time, and then their huge fists, carrying the power of the whole country, fell on Wen Qi's arms.
No one can understand what kind of power that is.
Only the central target of the suppression can personally experience the power of that force.
boom!
Wen Qi, who was fully prepared, was planning to block the punch and then strike back at Feng Jueyu. Who would have thought that as soon as his arm made contact with the edge of his fist, a force that was almost devastating to the world would surge into his hands in an instant.
arm.
This force was so strong that it directly destroyed the Resentful Dragon Poison Blood that he had finally gathered. It was like an omnipotent and shocking torrent that suppressed all his power in an instant, and the impact disappeared without a trace.
"How is it possible? The Resentful Dragon Divine Physical Technique is an undefeated myth..."
Wen Qi couldn't believe it, this was the unique physical skill that he was most proud of in 400,000 years.
In his opinion, there is no powerful physical skill in the world that can compare to the physical skill given by Lord Resentful Dragon himself.
And with this kind of physical skill, he can definitely be invincible among the strong men in the same realm.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an invincible myth.
But today, all his confidence was destroyed by Feng Jueyu.
"myth?"
Feng Jueyu laughed loudly when he heard this: "Giving your body to a monster and letting him do whatever he wants, and you dare to call yourself a myth, I think you are a joke."
winter!
Feng Jueyu gave the hammer a light blow. It was hard to tell how much force he used, but the momentum was like a god hammering a drum. A muffled sound that was not loud but could make everyone's hearts tremble instantly exploded.
Whoosh!
Bang!
Wen Qi seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer from the gods, and his body fell straight to the ground like a cannonball.
In less than a second, there was a rumble on the ground. It was Wen Qi who was driven into the ground. The well-like hole pointed directly into the ground and it was unknown how deep it was.
This may have been the case in Wenqi's 400,000 years... No, I'm afraid he has never been so embarrassed in his life.
"this……"
When Wen Qi was punched underground by Feng Jueyu, everyone in the Resentful Dragon lineage was stunned.
Wei Yuanfu and Wen Peng looked at Feng Jueyu in disbelief. They couldn't figure out how an eighth-level god could possess such terrifying energy. Even Wen Qi was no match for him.
You must know that Wen Qi has been the most beautiful and top-level ninth-level master in the First Level God Realm as early as 400,000 years ago.
For so many years, he had been trapped in the God Burial Battlefield. Although he could not break through due to the rules, under the guidance of the Resentful Dragon Messenger, his entire body had been completely reborn.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Wen Qi can leave and return to his original world, at least there will be few people in Western Japan who can compare with him.
But what's going on now?
He was defeated by an eighth-level god?
It’s too unreal!
Even Wei Yuannan was confused.
Wen Qi joined the Resentful Dragon in the same year, month and day as him. The strength of the two was about the same. Wen Qi lost so embarrassingly. It would be difficult for him to defeat Feng Jueyu.
After not leaving for 400,000 years, what has become of the outside world?
Is it possible that the ancient orthodoxy has revived, and now even the little guy at the eighth rank can easily take care of the ninth rank?
In addition, the two mysterious old men also frowned and couldn't believe their eyes.
But at this time, Feng Jueyu didn't talk nonsense at all. He glanced at Juexin and saw that he was fighting bloody battles with Zhao Tongzhou and Yue Hengqiu. He couldn't lose for a while, and he was relieved.
Then he turned his eyes and stared at Wen Peng, who was a little distracted, with cold eyes.
No matter what, kill one first and then talk about it.
Feng Jueyu felt furious, his shoulders didn't even move, and with a whoosh, he disappeared on the spot.
"not good!"
At this time, the old man Shaoguan, who was analyzing Feng Jueyu's strength in the distance, had a premonition that something was not good.
He clearly noticed an unprecedented violent aura emerging from Feng Jueyu, and this aura had enveloped Wen Peng.
To repel Wen Qi, kill Wen Peng first, it’s a good plan...
Wen Peng later joined the Resentful Dragon organization. Even if he received the inheritance, he still had no chance to be stable. At this time, he was the weakest among all the ninth-level peak masters of the Resentful Dragon lineage.
He wants to kill Wen Peng.
"Wei Yuannan, you personally lead the people to break through the Ancient God Realm Formation, and I will help the Wen brothers."
The old man, half of his face covered by gauze, gave a low drink and disappeared in an instant. After he left, a strange black mist filled the air from where he originally stood. The black mist seemed to be covered by
The refined black evil energy was extremely thick, many times more powerful than the blue-black evil energy on Wen Qi's body.
Swish!
In mid-air, a figure swayed, and Feng Jueyu pounced straight at Wen Peng. This move frightened Wen Peng and his expression suddenly changed.
Even his brother who was as powerful as himself couldn't stop Feng Jueyu, so he certainly couldn't either.
He exclaimed, and all he could think of was to temporarily avoid its sharp edge and gather his strength to fight back. However, at this moment, a blue jade plate rose up and enveloped him without anyone noticing.
The Great Talisman of the Blue Sky.
This is another unique skill that Feng Jueyu is good at.