Feng Jueyu was so angry. He never expected that at the last moment, Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway. After avoiding the arrows, there were several more figures on the cliff. Most of these people were not there.
He recognized them, but he recognized two of them, one of whom was the archer.
The owner of Gongling Valley, Gong Heng...
The other person was an old acquaintance, it was Hong Mie.
As for the other people, they all had strange faces, but with the ultra-sharp insight of the impermanence of life and death magic, Feng Jueyu found that none of those people were mediocre, and the thick true energy was slowly floating on the surface of the body, and even
These people always have an aura of returning to nature, standing there side by side in a row, as still as mountains.
These four people are all old men with extremely profound cultivation. The one on the left is wearing a blood robe, and his whole body exudes a strong smell of blood. His hair is neatly combed, his face is thin, his eyes are hale and hearty, and his eyebrows have obvious
There is a scar, which is a sword mark, a mark left by the tip of the sword. This man once had a sword pierced between his eyebrows, but he miraculously survived.
Next to the old man in blood-robed clothes was a decadent old man. His half-white hair was extremely slovenly. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a huge black cloth. His empty eyes had no color, as if he were a dead person, without even a trace of life.
On the right side of the old man in black robe is a half-naked strong man, about sixty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, fiery red skin, and his body seems to have exposed muscles made of copper and iron. He looks extremely strong, and
This man's eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit, as if he disliked everyone, was arrogant and arrogant, as if someone owed him eight hundred dollars.
The last one is a typical demon master with purple skin color, beard and bamboo eyebrows, and a cold and sinister face. He wears strong trousers under a tight bronze robe. His ten fingers are sharp and can be compared with sharp blades. Others can fight against him.
The last glance gave him the illusion of going crazy, even Feng Jueyu frowned heavily.
After looking at the portraits of these people, the warriors on the mountain also rushed down. Xiang Donghe stood behind Feng Jueyu with a hostile look, and the four people who happened to be on the edge of the cliff formed an encirclement.
Trapping Feng Jueyu in the center.
Feng Jueyu knew he couldn't run away, but he didn't understand that Gong Heng and Hong Mie were still willing to stop him. After all, he not only made the Xiao family rebel against Gong Ling Valley, but also almost killed Hong Mie twice, but
What happened to those people? When did I offend them?
Thinking like this, Xiang Donghe already spoke: "Feng Jueyu, I've had a hard time looking for you."
"Really? It didn't take much effort for me to find you." Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, and then turned his attention to Hong Mie: "Hong Mie, you are really lucky. You didn't die twice."
Hong Mie hated Feng Jueyu to the core. Being snatched away by him made him even more pale. He said with an expression of deep hatred: "Yes, my life is long, but your life is short."
"Ha." Feng Jueyu was fearless. He looked at Gong Heng and said, "To think that the ungrateful Zhou Nan Yiba will end up like the eagle dog of Wanyue Tiangong, Gong Heng, you disappoint me so much."
Gong Heng sneered and said: "Feng Jueyu, you don't need to provoke me, what you have done is that even Zhounan Realm cannot tolerate you." Gong Heng said, holding the big bow in his arms and said to Xiang Donghe: "Brother Xiang
, Zhou Nan Gong Linggu Gong Heng is polite, this boy has done all his evil deeds, so I will hand him over to you today."
Gong Heng's actions obviously had the purpose of trying to please him, and at this time, Xiang Donghe was also very fond of this trick. He had no choice but to make Feng Jueyu so cunning. Xiang Donghe had been looking for him for who knows how long.
Heng suddenly took action and stopped Feng Jueyu. It would probably be difficult to find him again.
"Brother Gong, thank you very much."
On the periphery of the grand world, there are not many people who can be grateful to Xiang Donghe. Gong Heng knows that with Xiang Donghe's words, his position in Zhounan territory can be guaranteed for at least a hundred years. His goal is to achieve
Of course, he was extremely happy. As for Hong Mie, although he couldn't kill Feng Jueyu with his own hands to vent his hatred, he felt that being able to watch Feng Jueyu die with his own eyes was a good choice. He even couldn't wait to see it.
Then Xiang Donghe took off Feng Jueyu's head in front of everyone.
On the edge of the cliff, the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while. There were at least thousands of warriors from each branch of the Twelve Royal Clan, all looking at the culprit in the center who had caused trouble in Wanyue Tiangong in recent days. Many people saw Feng Jueyu for the first time and couldn't help but feel...
They all whispered.
"He is Feng Jueyu, the rumored Hongtu Envoy. He seems to be quite ordinary."
"Oh, we are ordinary people, but the things we can do are earth-shattering. Do you dare to rob Wanyue Tiangong? Do you dare to burn down Tiangong Mountain with a fire?"
"So what? In the end, you are being chased like a lost dog? If I were him, I would not come this time. Wouldn't this be self-destruction?"
"You can't say that. I heard that he killed Zhao Jingmu. Maybe he has some real skills. Don't forget, he is the only one who has great ambitions in two thousand years."
"Shit, how can Zhao Jingmu compare with Xiang Donghe? Besides, the Dragon Emperor has disappeared, and the three hundred Grand Envoys also disappeared completely more than two thousand years ago. He is just a young boy, and he just learned a little bit about dragons.
Wu Shengyin's ability is so arrogant that no one else can, I think he has just had enough."
"..."
Subtle discussions covered the cliffs on the ground and in the sky. In fact, such heated discussions have not stopped after Feng Jueyu killed Zhao Jingmu, and even gradually gained momentum. You know, when Feng Jueyu took advantage of Xiang Donghe's absence,
After the riot in Wanyue Heavenly Palace, there were quite a few people chasing him. Among them was Feng Yixue's "contribution", because these two people got together, the Ancient City of Diadem Demon, the Palace of Nine Nether Souls, Wu Yue Zechi and
The Ancient Cave of Blood Town sent people all over the world to search for Feng Jueyu and Feng Yixue, but they were never found. Then with the emergence of Tianyuan Mountain's Sea of Ice, the twelve royal families turned their attention to the Tianxuan Treasure.
Once they were recorded, no one would take the trouble to find them.
Only today did everyone know that Feng Jueyu had fled to Zhounan Realm, a place where extremely vicious people gathered, and he didn't seem to be doing well. Even Gong Linggu, one of the three major powers in Zhounan, was full of resentment towards him. This was
Instead of calling the rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat it?
One after another, their eyes were fixed on Feng Jueyu. The meaning in everyone's eyes changed from joking that Feng Jueyu was overestimating his abilities, to a bit of pity. It's a pity that this "talent" was not able to escape from Xiang Donghe in the end.
The fate of being killed, considering Xiang Donghe's terrifying cultivation level, is it just a matter of course to deal with him?
These warriors had various thoughts, but Feng Jueyu had no time to pay attention to them. His brows showed all kinds of solemnity, and he was constantly thinking about how to deal with them.
It is absolutely impossible for him to be willing to wait for death. Xiang Donghe is just one person, but the four masters on the edge of the cliff now make him feel helpless.
Ignoring Xiang Donghe's angry glare, Feng Jueyu's heart was full of resentment. He stared at the four masters and asked: "Guys, when did Feng offend you, why did you block Feng's way?" Feng Jueyu asked
I don't understand. The matter between me and Xiang Donghe is a personal grudge. Why are you guys joining in the fun?
When Feng Jueyu asked, the old man in blood-robed chuckled and replied: "Young Master Feng is indeed a master of art and a bold man. He still has no fear on his face at this time, in this situation, in this situation. I admire you, Mr. Mei."
"Mei Shangyou?" Feng Jueyu suddenly remembered where he had heard this name. After recalling it, his expression changed: "Are you the current Blood Emperor?"
"I'm the one here." Mei Shangyou raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "Now Mr. Feng knows why I want to stop you?"
"Understood." Feng Jueyu understood. Feng Yixue was a traitor to Xuechi. He had saved him in Sishengfang City. It would have been strange if Mei Shangyou didn't stop him. This is called the House of Hate and the Crow.
Looking further down, he roughly guessed the identities of the other three. Feng Yixue once had five enemies, Xuechi Mei Fengxue, Yuanmu Mansion Xiang Chengde, these two have been killed by Feng Yixue, and there are also
There are three of them, respectively from the Ancient City of Diamantia, Jiuyouhun Mansion and Wuyue Zechi, so these three should be the masters of the three holy places.
Feng Jueyu chuckled and said loudly: "Then these three must be Lei Ya, the Lord of the Ancient City, Lou Qing, the Lord of the Soul Palace, and Sun Zhan, the Lord of Wuyue."
The three old men snorted coldly at the same time, looking very disdainful. It seemed that even talking to Feng Jueyu would be a shame.
Feng Jueyu is not surprised. They are all masters of Lingxu Realm, so it is expected to have a temper...
Fengda Killer knew that he was at the end of the road this time, so he decided not to leave at all. He couldn't leave even if he tried to leave. He was asking for trouble in a vain effort. He looked around the audience. This formation was indeed scary. Thousands of the five major
The Holy Land masters surrounded themselves, intending to deny themselves a way to survive.
He spread his hands, put the Zique sword in his hand on his shoulder, and said loudly: "It seems that I can't leave today. Guys, should you come up together or one by one."
"Hahaha……"
Feng Jueyu's words immediately aroused laughter from all over the mountains and plains. The warriors from the five holy places looked at this ignorant boy with disdain. The black-robed old man Lou Qingyin smiled testily and said in a hoarse voice: "
Ignorant boy, you really don't know what's good or bad, why do you need me to take action against you? You think too highly of yourself."
"Oh?" Feng Jueyu was so angry that he wanted this effect. As long as the other party despised him, it would not be difficult to find an opportunity to escape. With a roll of his eyes, Feng Jueyu said: "What does that mean?
?They didn’t do anything and didn’t dare to leave. Do they want to invite Feng to drink? Haha, this is a good thing. Feng seems to have not drank for a long time.”
"Drink?" Hearing Feng Jueyu's words, the masters of the five holy places stared angrily. It would have been wrong not to cut you into pieces. I invited you to drink. Go and eat shit.