"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." Feng Jueyu saw the overwhelming killing force coming from Wanyue Tiangong. He suddenly had murderous intent. He held a long sword and rolled it up like a cloud. With a slight shake of his wrist, he stabbed out with several sword lights and ran away.
The few Tiangong disciples at the front were of high cultivation. Seeing the unstoppable aura in the sword's edge, they felt slightly frightened and quickly dodged to both sides. The sword light passed by them and immediately pierced the body behind them.
Several Wanyue Tiangong disciples took away five lives at once.
The disciples of Wanyue Tiangong have long heard of Feng Jueyu's power. Zhao Jingmu died in the hands of this man. Just now, he was so excited because of Chen Luo's order that he chased after her without even thinking of the consequences. Now that he saw it, he finally remembered that this person in front of him was
The murderer who made a big fuss in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace was the fierce man who brutally killed sixteen Ningzhen and Shengdan realm masters on the barren mountain. For a time, everyone was so frightened that they did not dare to approach. They were all blocked at the bottom of the valley and surrounded Feng Jueyu.
Neither is it, nor is retreating.
At this time, Chen Luo finally rushed over. Looking at the people in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and cursed loudly: "Trash."
Everyone is so angry, they are attacking you. If you don’t want to be a waste, go ahead...
Obviously Chen Luo was also afraid of Feng Jueyu, but he had been prepared for it. He knew how powerful the Feng killer was. How could he not bring a few fierce men over? With a wave of his hand, fourteen masters of the fifth level of concentration and above fell into the formation.
, lined up in a row, all wearing blue robes, tied at the waist, with long swords pointing diagonally at the ground.
Seeing this posture, everyone suddenly realized.
I heard Chen Luo take the lead and stand at the back of the crowd, pointing at Feng Da Killer and yelling angrily: "Feng Jueyu, you have the guts, Wanyue Tiangong has sent so many people and they can't kill you, but today you
My good luck has come to an end, Falling Star Sword Formation, give it to me..."
After giving the order, the fourteen people who appeared were very different from the other Wanyue Tiangong disciples. There was no such trembling fear in their eyes. Instead, they all looked at Feng Jueyu unruly. The fourteen people
The gestures are exactly the same, and he draws a circle of swords on the spot with neither speed nor slowness. The fourteen sword lights rise into the sky like the rays of the sun. The left hand seals the secret, the right hand holds the sword, and the Golden Rooster moves the long sword to the chest independently...
Then, the disciples on both sides moved closer to the center. The six people in the center changed into a cone. Everyone started to move in an orderly manner. In an instant, a double row of parallel Big Dipper array appeared. The swords moved with them, and green light danced all over the sky.
The sword light surrounded these fourteen people and was ready to attack. In an instant, the sword energy was everywhere in the mountain stream and valley, and the unparalleled momentum was overwhelming and gradually approaching Feng Jueyu.
Feeling the formation of the sword formation and the huge coercion, Feng Jueyu's brows gradually tightened. Seeing the power of the sword formation, the power of the sword formation may have improved the cultivation of these fourteen people by more than three levels. Together they joined hands,
It is definitely better than getting a master with level 4 or 5 elixir generation.
Feng Jueyu did not dare to be careless. The blade of the sword trembled slightly with the surge of true energy, making a harsh sound, as if he was facing a powerful enemy. This scene had the aura of two armies confronting each other, but there were hundreds of people on one side.
The private army has a neat lineup, but one side appears to be weak.
There were also bold people following from Wanyue City. Dingqing was greatly surprised when he saw this formation. On one hand, he praised Killer Feng for his courage, but on the other hand, he secretly sweated for Killer Feng. This failure
The Star Sword Formation is famous far and wide. The sword formation composed of fourteen people has always been one of the trump cards of Wanyue Tiangong's grand plan. This is the fourteenth Condensation Realm. If it is used by the fourteen Shengdan Realm, then
The power almost caught up with Xiang Donghe's attack.
"Come on, chop Feng Jueyu into pieces for me."
Chen Luo raised his hand and swung it down fiercely. The fourteen Ningzhen Realm masters roared and pressed towards Feng Da Killer according to the pace of the formation. Six of them were the first to draw their swords. This sword condensed the supreme sword energy.
Mang was already ready to go, and the sword energy of the other eight people was thrust out in a swish, forming two rows of inconsistent sword energy. Then the sword energy of the latter row quickly merged into the sword energy of the front row. Shan Jian
At the bottom of the valley, six rays of sword energy exploded at the same time. Following Feng Jueyu's head, large pieces of star stone seemed to fall out. However, upon closer inspection, they saw tiny sword needles.
"Is this the Falling Star Sword Formation? It doesn't live up to its name."
Feng Jueyu looked up, and his body quickly spun into a whirlwind. The Purple Que Sword in his hand flicked in the air, and flicked out countless sword lights, knocking down the sword needles that filled the sky.
"That's all!" Feng Jueyu sheathed his sword and stood, half-surrounded by fourteen masters at the bottom of the rock wall, guarding the Magic Sky Chariot.
"Star chasing style." Chen Luo shouted, and the sword formation changed again.
The fourteen people quickly gathered in a row and formed a straight line. When they drew their swords at the same time, the fourteen people suddenly turned into a white giant sword. The giant sword flew out with a roar. The disciples behind the sword formation wildly waved their arms, and the shadow of the giant sword was
As if controlled by an invisible clue, he stabbed in the air, like a snake dancing wildly.
Many warriors from Wanyue City who came from the mountain stream sighed with excitement and exclaimed that the Falling Star Sword Formation was well-deserved. However, in the eyes of Killer Feng, the sword formation was just a piece of cake.
With Zique in his hand, Feng Jueyu raised his hand to block. Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang Dang, the sound of intense clashes of gold and iron echoed through the valley bottom, the sword blades collided, sparks flew everywhere, the giant sword of the spiritual snake
As Feng Da Killer opened and closed his sword, there was a shaky illusion, as if the sword array was no longer controlled by fourteen masters and was shaking wildly in the air. This was the gap in cultivation. Feng Jueyu took advantage of it.
His endless true energy urged the Purple Que Divine Sword to block the sword light with the force of the sword, pulling the star-chasing movement and falling to the side as his body turned. For a moment, the mountain gravel shot out,
The sword light fell from a distance of more than ten meters from his body.
What they knew was that Feng Jueyu's swordsmanship was exquisite and he used skill to break through force. People who didn't know thought that the master of Wanyue Tiangong had lost his accuracy and made all his attacks useless.
The masters in the mountain stream all praised him, he was indeed the Master of Hongtu, and his exquisite swordsmanship should at least be of the Black Flame level.
Listening to the discussions around him, seeing that the Luo Xing Sword Formation was still unable to capture Feng Jue Yu, Chen Luo's face turned livid and he started to drink urgently.
"Star Burial Style!"
"Chaotic Star Style!"
"Star Destroyer Style!"
The sword array changed again and again, and the fourteen masters danced the long swords in their hands. As a result, the wind killer was like a small boat in a violent storm, unable to sink, and the Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing its color.
His demeanor is so impressive that people are deeply moved and praised loudly.
Chen Luo is that fire. No one in Wanyue Tiangong can be regarded as a stand-alone master at the moment. Only Luo Xing Sword Formation can hold on for a while, but now it seems that Luo Xing Sword Formation cannot defeat Feng Jueyu.
Chen Luo could only hope that Bai Ze would come over and bite this hateful guy to death.
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a blood shadow flashed across the mouth of the mountain stream, and then he saw Bai Ze's huge figure. Chen Luo was overjoyed and shouted flatly: "Everyone retreat."
The order stopped, and upon hearing the sound, the fourteen sweat-soaked masters finally breathed a sigh of relief. They quickly withdrew their swords and dodged to both sides without looking back. They saw the bloody path running towards the mouth of the mountain stream like the setting sun, and the one behind them
The huge figure smashed into the cliffs on both sides of the white lake like a chariot.
"The spirit beast is coming, everyone, move quickly." Someone roared, and the crowd cheered and dispersed.
This was exactly what Feng Jueyu wanted. He was still worried that Feng Yixue wouldn't be able to rush in. If someone stopped him, his God-Destroying Arrow would not fire.
"Brother Feng, come here quickly." Feng Jueyu shouted anxiously.
Feng Yi was sweating profusely and threw out a few sword energy and ran towards Feng Jueyu without looking back. The spiritual beast Bai Ze was obviously fearless and fierce. The mouth of the mountain stream was very narrow and could not accommodate his body, so he could only force it.
As a result of the collision, countless large rocks fell down from the entire mountain stream, and roars came one after another.
Chen Luo didn't care about Feng Yixue at all. In his eyes, as long as Bai Ze came and there was no way out in this small valley, Feng Jueyu would only die. They even cheered excitedly.
"Kill him, kill him, damn, trample him to death..."
The words he shouted at him showed how much he hated Feng Jueyu. At this moment, Feng Yixue had already run into the field of vision, but Bai Ze was faster. He flattened the mountains on both sides with one ups and downs.
As soon as he lowered his head, the sharp antlers pushed towards Feng Yixue's back.
Seeing that he was about to hit Feng Yi's blood, Feng Jueyu was horrified and shouted quickly: "Climb down." He took advantage of the situation and slapped Ji Kuo with his palm.
Feng Yi was bleeding and dying. Fortunately, Feng Jueyu's reminder came in time. He didn't care anymore. He put away his long sword and pounced forward. No matter how embarrassed he was, he didn't care. It was better than being beaten to death by Bai Ze.
All right.
"collapse!"
There was a crash of loose bow strings, and a deafening buzz echoed throughout the mountain valley. The buzz was so powerful that it made everyone dizzy. When they looked up again, they saw a thick stick.
The golden buzz on the forearm shot straight towards Feng Yixue.
Fortunately, Feng Yixue climbed down quickly, and the God-Destroying Arrow flew past his scalp, huh...
Feng Yixue could hear the hissing sound of strong sharp energy rubbing the air in his ears. He subconsciously looked back and saw, oh my God, he saw a black space crack above his head.
"What a terrifying arrow, what is this?" Feng Yixue took a breath, and then saw the most shocking scene in his life.
I saw the golden light flashing out, flying hundreds of meters away in an instant, and hit Bai Ze's huge deer head hard. With a pop, blood surged out, and the blood in the big tent seemed to spurt out mud.
Brains were sprayed everywhere, and the golden light was obviously very powerful. It stabbed Bai Ze's head, and with its almost hill-like body, it shot out like a cannonball along the direction of the bottom of the mountain stream, straight out.
After a thousand meters, he fell hard to the ground, rolled and fell for several hundred meters, until he crashed into a cave and disappeared.
In an instant, the bottom of the mountain stream and valley became calm...