There were four people standing on the Yuanyang Stone with a radius of several feet. They were none other than Wu Ya, Qingchi, and Cheng Youzhi who had followed Feng Jueyu from Zhounan.
We have made an enemy, and this person is none other than Hong Mie.
It's no wonder that the scream was full of surprise and anger...
Just imagine, he obviously has the strength to dominate everything, but at this time, he was punched and kicked into the entrance of a foreign land by a young man and separated from the main team. Hong Mie was so depressed, and this was the most depressing thing. What was even more depressing was that because of Feng Jue
Yu's abominable sneak attack, he had to drift inside for five full days against the cold wind and blizzards. These five days were simply unparalleled. On the one hand, Hong Mie needed the severe cold of the Five Elements Weeping Snow Formation in the area;
On the other hand, one must always be wary of the Snow Shadow Beast hidden in the violent snowstorm. In those five days, Hong Mie had more than ten near-death experiences, and only after his life was hanging by a thread did he save the day.
Although he was not dead, the feeling of fear made him hate Feng Jueyu to his core...
And this was not over yet. On the sixth day, Hong Mie finally found a piece of Yuanyang Stone. Although there was someone on it, he ran away without even thinking about it. Hong Mie, who occupied the Yuanyang Stone, thought that he
Finally, he had a chance to breathe. Unexpectedly, he didn't even stay for half a day before he was kicked out. What he met was a master of the Lingxu realm.
At that moment, Hong Mie didn't even dare to think about it and ran away...
Later, during the months-long stay in the Great Five Elements Weeping Snow Array, he never sat on the Yuanyang Stone for more than three days and had a good rest. Sometimes it lasted for more than ten days, all because of his profound sincerity.
Yuan He persevered because of his unwillingness to die, but he used up all the elixirs in his body, and also used up the spirit towers collected in the ice cave. These spirit towers were not used to improve his skills, but instead used
In terms of replenishing physical strength...
Hong Mie's heart was bleeding all the time. In the end, maybe God saw how pitiful he was. He met Wu Ya and Qingchi again, and then he occupied a piece of Yuanyang Stone and survived until now.
It's just that the area of Yuanyang Stone is too small, and the hundreds of people from the Secret Heart Sect and Jinlan Sect can't take care of it. The three masters are not in the mood to take care of others, so they brought along two of Cheng Youzhi's former powerful subordinates and occupied it.
With a piece of Yuanyang Stone, he drove away many people with bad intentions, until he met Feng Jueyu and others.
The moment he saw Feng Jueyu, Hong Mie's eyes immediately became bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead burst one after another. His ferocious expression was as if he was seeing his biggest enemy in his life. Hong Mie was very grateful to God.
God was finally not blind and sent Feng Jueyu to him so that he could take revenge. Hong Mie had already thought of a way to take revenge. He didn’t plan to kill Feng Jueyu. He wanted to beat him into a cripple and then
Tie him to the rope and let him be exposed to the cold wind and violent snowstorms all the time. He has no strength to replenish himself. He cannot let him die anyway. He wants Feng Jueyu to be tortured alive. Only in this way can he heal his heart.
The hatred in...
"Uh, Hong Mie?"
Seeing Hong Mie, Feng Jueyu was also a little dazed, while Feng Yixue and others had puzzled faces and said, "Hey, this old guy has a long life, and he's not dead yet?"
Hearing Feng Yixue's whisper, Hong Mie stood up in anger with his head full of white hair, and said straight up: "You are the one who died, you bastards, today I will skin and rip your bones apart..."
With a sharp shout, Hong Mie drew out the long sword from his waist and was about to rush towards him. Zhang Ao reacted very quickly and stood beside Feng Jueyu and asked, "Who is this person?"
"Enemy!" Feng Jueyu replied decisively.
"Then he is the enemy?" Zhang Ao said.
So damn insightful! Everyone looked at Zhang Ao and nodded in unison, with encouraging looks in their eyes.
Since they were enemies, there was nothing to say. Zhang Ao thrust his long knife across his chest, pointed at Hong Mie who had come alone, and shouted: "Old man, get out, this place belongs to you, Mr. Zhang."
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"Hoo ho ho!"
Zhang Ao's loud voice was still echoing in his throat. The person had already been killed. The light of the sword instantly covered a small area on Yuanyang Stone. Feng Jueyu was afraid that the battle between the two would affect Yang Tuo, so he pulled him to stand.
On the edge, Wu Ya and Qingchi on the opposite side also subconsciously took a few steps back.
The space above the Yuanyang Stone was not big, and it was definitely not enough for the two major realms of transformation. Zhang Ao slashed at the shadow of the wind-chasing sword, and he saw the right moment and raised his leg to kick Hong Mie in the face.
He used fierce force and left the big shoe mark directly on Hong Mie's face.
Feng Jueyu and others stared at it, and even laughed secretly in their hearts, thinking: This Hong Mie is really unlucky. He hasn't died in a few months, and he meets us again. Let's meet him when we meet him.
, and also angered Zhang Ao's violent temper. Well, it seems that this old man is finished again.
Just as they were thinking about it, the two of them had already reached the outside of Yuanyang Stone. The overwhelming blizzard was dispersed by the light and shadow of the sword in layers, leaving behind a blue-white sky background. However, the background color of the sky had not yet appeared, and was once again swept away.
The blizzard buried it.
Outside the wind whirlpool where the Yuanyang Stone is located, Zhang Ao's swords are arrayed with fierce force, like a tiger descending from the mountain, attacking one after another. The three layers of spiritual armor on its body are exuding a menacing aura crazily.
The force of the barbarians has always been derived from the two veins of Tianren and Earth-Yang. The earth-yang's sword is like fire and the blade is like a trace of light; Tianren is vast and endless, and the power of the barbarians is far greater than that of ordinary humans.
Above, Zhang Ao's body is also quite burly, and Zhang Ao's sword is a treasure of the third grade Black Flame. This fierce attack made Hong Mie moan incessantly...
"Damn it, who are you? I have no grudge against you, so don't bully others too much..." Hong Mie cursed angrily in the air, drifting further and further away.
Zhang Ao was also dancing with the wind, flying farther and farther, but there was a rope connected to his left hand. No matter how far he floated, he could still find Feng Jueyu. He was completely fearless, and his blade was invincible. Open and close it wide, listen.
Hong Mie's insults were returned without any courtesy: "Damn it, you are my enemy if you go against my brothers. Get out of here, as far away as possible."
"Ding dong... bang bang bang! Peng!"
Metal and iron clashed, fists and palms collided, and dull sounds of fighting came one after another. As the two flew farther and farther away, they gradually couldn't see clearly, and the sound of fighting was still clear. Not long after, an astonishing roar was heard by the strong wind.
The sound came from the depths of the dancing formation, and everyone felt their souls were shaken. Then they saw an angry figure shaking the long rope in Feng Jueyu's hand, and flying back at lightning speed...
"Zhang Ao!" Everyone was delighted, and Feng Jueyu asked: "Where are the people?"
"That old guy?" Zhang Ao swung the long knife, spattered a few drops of blood, and said, "I was hit by the knife and disappeared."
"..."
The expressions on the faces of Feng Jueyu and others were so wonderful. It was such a good feeling. Zhang Ao used three moves and two moves to make Hong Mie go with the wind. This time, I don’t know if I can survive until I find the Yuanyang Stone. Feng Jue
Yu and others looked at each other, then stretched out their thumbs at Zhang Ao.
Zhang Ao, on the other hand, had no expression on his face, his eyes fell on Wu Ya, Qingchi, and Cheng Youzhi, and he said displeasedly: "Why are there still people here? You didn't take action?"
Wu Ya, Qingchi, and Cheng Youzhi's faces turned red and white with anger. They thought to themselves: What does this mean? Are you really taking us so seriously? Who is this kid? Such a loud tone.
Feng Jueyu chuckled and said, "You moved too fast and you didn't have time."
He knew that if he said this, Wu Ya and Qingchi would probably be in trouble without reaching out. As for the cause, Feng Jueyu didn't take him seriously at all.
Huang Tianjue might be able to deal with it, not to mention that there is a great master standing behind him: Long Yan...
Sure enough, as soon as Feng Jueyu finished speaking, Wu Ya and Qingchi stood up angrily and said loudly: "Hey, Huangkou kid, don't be so arrogant."
Qingchi said: "Feng Jueyu, I advise you to leave here immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
"Are you rude? I want to see who is rude to whom?" Feng Jueyu laughed, not afraid at all, and winked at Long Yan, who stood up without hesitation, with a terrifying aura like a flood.
It emerged like a bursting embankment, exuding a hot and hot atmosphere that is rare in the extremely cold realm.
The intertwined red and purple flames slowly climbed up on its body surface. The fire was sometimes hot and sometimes cold, alternating between red and purple, which was very strange. Then it slowly merged together to form a raging fire of two colors.
At this time, Long Yan's face was filled with rare excitement and excitement, because his current strength has begun to approach the Heavenly Dao realm. Although the third level of consciousness is still far behind him who had the original body before, he cannot withstand the Man Youshen.
The fire brought him a powerful feeling, and that feeling made him lose his fear.
It is indeed gone.
Normally, Long Yan, like many people and spiritual beasts, would be a little wary and wary of masters similar to himself, but for powerful masters, he would run away in fear. But now, Long Yan
No, not only that, but when the opponent's body surface shows the true energy flow and the brilliance of fighting, he will also feel the intention to fight.
It was a change of mood. Even Feng Jueyu could clearly feel this. Seeing the cold and disdainful smile squeezed out of Long Yan's eyes, Feng Jueyu was quite helpless. It seemed that this was an unlucky person.
Team, why did they meet Zhang Ao and Long Yan?
"Go..." Before Wu Ya and Qingchi could wake up, Zhang Ao and Long Yan had already rushed out.
When the two majestic auras met, Wu Ya and Qingchi finally changed their colors in shock: "There are actually two of the three levels of consciousness?"
When these words were shouted out, the sky-burning fire on Long Yan's body suddenly submerged the two of them in the strong wind...