When he said the three words "Feng Jueyu", Cheng Youzhi's heart was about to jump out of his chest. Feng Jueyu had not appeared in Zhounan in the past two years. Naturally, he didn't know how much Wu Ya was full of complaints against him, and
Cheng Youzhi knew it all too well. There was one time when Xiang Donghe and the four royal masters forced Feng Jueyu to death in the Juntian Stone. Wu Ya was even glad that Feng Jueyu was dead, and looked forward to what would happen if Feng Jueyu was dead.
If Feng Jueyu is not dead, he will definitely be a great disaster to Zhounan Realm.
But now...
The trouble is back...
As his eyes rolled, Cheng Youzhi saw that the three leaders of the Secret Heart Sect were obviously startled, and then they all shot towards Feng Jueyu with hostile gazes.
And during this opening, the three of them did not forget to bring Cheng Youzhi in.
"Cheng Youzhi, what's going on?" Wu Ya's eyebrows stood on end, and his slender pupils showed unnatural murderous intent.
Cheng Youzhi took a step back in fright. Just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, Feng Jueyu said first, "Mr. Wu, don't blame Cheng Youzhi. I asked him to bring me here."
"You're not dead?"
It was a little too late to ask this question. Feng Jueyu laughed, shook his head, and said in a concise tone: "The fate is too hard, the King of Hell will not accept it."
In an instant, the atmosphere in front of the main hall of the Secret Heart Sect became extremely quiet. Tie Wuye, Wu Ya, and Zhou Ziyun all stared at Feng Jueyu. Wu Ya and Zhou Ziyun's hands were already on their swords.
On the handle, two strands of true energy are ready to go...
In front of the main hall, only Tie Wuye was the calmest. His thin old face remained calm and composed. He waved his hand secretly to stop Wu Ya and Zhou Ziyun. He took a step forward and asked, "Master Feng, I have admired your name for so long. I really didn't expect it."
, the fire energy within Hongtu didn’t hurt the young master, I’m really impressed, but I don’t know what the business of the young master is here.”
After all, Tie Wuye was the leader of a sect, and he was very experienced in staying firm in the face of danger. These words gave Feng Jueyu enough face without making him look too incompetent.
Feng Jueyu nodded when he heard this, and then replied: "Nothing, I want to make a deal with Sect Master Tie today."
"Deal?" Tie Wuye didn't move at all and said with a humble smile: "Haha, I don't know what kind of deal the young master wants to make if he takes a fancy to my Tantric Sect?"
Seeing the two of them pretending to be cowardly, Cheng Youzhi was so scared that his feet were weak. On the surface, it sounded like these two guys were discussing a deal, but secretly the atmosphere of tit-for-tat had been exaggerated, and they were still tit-for-tat.
It is not difficult to imagine that if one party made rude remarks or showed hostility at this moment, the two would definitely fight.
Just when Cheng Youzhi was worried, Feng Jueyu spoke. When he finished speaking, the atmosphere of the entire scene changed drastically.
"It's a deal... Haha, to be honest, Feng has taken a fancy to this place and the Tantric Heart Sect. The deal Feng wants to talk about is that he wants to discuss with Master Tie whether he can transfer the precious land and portal
Borrow the wind for some purpose..."
"Hiss!" Cheng Youzhi couldn't stand any longer and began to curse in his stomach. If you want to rob someone else's sect, just say so. Why should I lend it to you? Is this called borrowing? People won't bombard you.
It would be weird to go out.
Sure enough, as soon as Feng Jueyu finished speaking, Tie Wuye's face darkened: "Master Feng, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Although Tie Wuye didn't yell out angrily right away, the hostile gaze was already cast on him.
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Unexpectedly, Feng Jueyu seemed to have disappeared. He turned around with his hands behind his back, looked at the fertile fields in the mountains with catkins flying, and said with a smile: "Feng doesn't think so. Isn't this Zhounan Realm? Doesn't Zhounan Realm speak with fists?"
"Damn it." The strong man Zhou Ziyun was furious: "Hongtu even speaks with his fists, why don't you go to Wanyue Tiangong and borrow Tiangong Mountain for use? Huh, Feng Jueyu, I have heard of your reputation in the past.
But whether it is an exaggeration or not, Zhou still needs to test it out to know, it depends on the trick..."
Seizing people from the mountain gate may be a common thing in Zhounan Realm, but it is really unprecedented for someone who dares to come to the Esoteric Heart Sect to cause trouble. This Zhou Ziyun relies on his cultivation level of around the fourth level of consciousness and has never been convinced, even if
He had heard that Feng Jueyu and Xiang Donghe once almost ended in a draw, but he didn't think that way at the moment.
Including Wu Ya, Tie Wuye and him also had the same idea.
After all, things are different now than two years ago. The three of them are not far away from the Lingxu realm. Once the three of them join forces, ordinary people at the seventh level of consciousness will not be able to get any benefits. They don't believe that they can even fight against a young boy.
Not winning.
This kind of inner thought unprovokedly fueled their unwillingness to admit defeat, so much so that after Zhou Ziyun took action, Tie Wuye did not stop him at all.
In fact, according to Feng Jueyu's idea, he came here today to occupy the Secret Heart Sect. In order to take revenge on Xiang Donghe, he needs a powerful armed force. This force must not be weaker than Wanyue Tiangong, but now Feng Jueyu
He's just a polished commander, go find him immediately, where can you find so many people?
In this way, Zhounan Territory has become a must-win area for him. If he rules the Zhounan Territory first and then integrates it, it will definitely be a force that cannot be underestimated. Therefore, from the beginning, he had no intention of surrendering without a fight.
soldiers.
Watching Zhou Ziyun slapping his palms together, the huge thunderbolt palm prints brought out bursts of low thunder. Feng Jueyu was not afraid at all. He turned sideways to face the thunderbolt palm gestures mixed with thunder. He shook his shoulders slightly,
Already several meters away, two palm prints were slapped from his front and back, and in a flash, he was standing face to face with Zhou Ziyun.
"Zhou Ziyun, right? You're not qualified yet!" Cold words were spat out ruthlessly, and with a disdainful tone, Feng Jueyu raised his palm one step upwards, blocking Zhou Ziyun's thunder palm, and "collapse" filled the air.
"A harsh sonic boom came out, Feng Jueyu didn't move at all, but Zhou Ziyun stepped back five steps away, his inner energy flowing wildly, and he almost couldn't control the blood spurting.
"Pa!" He raised his palm to block Zhou Ziyun. Tie Wuye's face was extremely pale. He was obviously here to destroy the place and kick the restaurant. If he didn't take action, the world would laugh at him.
Thinking of this, Tie Wuye casually lifted up his withered old hand, and used the strength of his palm to gently send Zhou Ziyun out, and immediately shouted: "Do it."
Tie Wuye, Zhou Ziyun, and Wu Ya fought side by side...
One person is at the sixth level, and two are at the fourth level. The three of them join forces, and their power is comparable to that of a master at the seventh level. Feng Jueyu knew that this battle was unavoidable, and was already prepared. He stepped sideways slightly, and flipped the Zique Sword with his wrist.
A flash of cold purple clouds peeked out strangely.
During the year in Bowang Mountain, Feng Jueyu continued to perfect the evil sword technique. Although he could not reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man, he completely broke the previous pattern of the Six Swords of Punishment.
Merged into one sword, the tip of the sword shook, and a sword light stabbed out like a spiritual snake. A sign of tearing suddenly appeared in the air, and a sharp and domineering sword energy instantly blocked the gorgeous skylight.
This was just the gesture of drawing out the sword. Before it was fully thrust out, countless cracks appeared in the air. Tie Wuye, Wu Ya, and Zhou Ziyun were rushing forward when suddenly they saw a sword light stabbing in front of them.
Go straight to the door...
There was only one sword light, but perhaps the three of them saw that the sword light suddenly transformed into hundreds of thousands of rays, covering all the major acupoints in their bodies.
There is clearly only one sword, but it transforms into thousands of swords. What kind of trick is this...
The three of them are veterans of the martial arts world. They have never seen anything in the world. They know that if they can't find a flaw in their sword skills, there is no possibility of resisting them, so they quickly get out of the way...
As soon as the three of them retreated, Feng Jueyu smiled.
It seems that this year's training has not been in vain. The Xie Yi Sword has begun to take shape. Thinking of this, Feng Da Killer's confidence doubled. A burst of green light flashed from his feet. He danced with the Purple Que Sword and followed closely. The tip of the sword
He raised it slightly upward, only missing it by a few inches, and a large sword shadow covered Tie Wuye's head like a gust of wind and rain.
After all, there is only one master of the Secret Heart Sect, and Feng Jueyu doesn't want to kill anyone yet. As the saying goes, "capture the thief first, capture the king first." As long as he can shock Tie Wuye in one fell swoop, the rest of the matter can be settled easily without spending any effort.
"Tsk!" Fengda Killer, who had made up his mind to make Tie Wuye bow his head and obey his orders, sent out a mad dragon out of the sea with one strike of his sword. The purple sword light immediately ignited with blazing flames. This was his Bowang Mountain.
One of the most powerful killing moves he has practiced, he controls the five elements of spiritual energy, uses the inner flames of the wild soul as a guide, and attaches the divine fire to the sword body, heading towards Tie Wuye in a destructive direction.
There was still a mysterious and strange sword light, and Tie Wuye was suddenly horrified. When he was on earth and heaven two years ago, he did not fully witness the entire battle between Feng Jueyu and Xiang Donghe, so he only had a little understanding of Feng Jueyu.
According to hearsay, for a long time, Tie Wuye felt that he was not much different from Xiang Donghe. If there was a difference, I'm afraid it was only in terms of realm. At most, he was not as strong as Xiang Donghe in terms of true energy.
Moreover, Feng Jueyu possesses weird special skills, which may be the reason why Xiang Donghe is caught off guard. Although he also thinks that Feng Jueyu is a martial arts wizard, in his heart he is not too scary to contend with.
But today, Tie Wuye just realized that his previous thoughts were not only wrong, but also very wrong.
Looking at the sword light in front of him, Tie Wuye had no choice. The sharp sword light was like the fangs of a poisonous snake, which was intimidating. If he retreated, the sword light would press in. If he entered, the sword light would pierce his body. This is
There was a feeling like a gleam on the back and a thorn in the throat. Tie Wuye even felt that he was exposed to the light of the sword and that there were flaws everywhere.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
The frightened Tie Wuye was sweating profusely as he kept retreating. At this time, Wu Ya and Zhou Ziyun were unable to help. Feng Jueyu's swordsmanship was simply too weird, so weird that they could not see it.
Wen, the situation was completely different from what Tie Wuye encountered. Standing behind Feng Jueyu, the two of them knew clearly that the person was standing there, and they were not very fast, but they felt like they were at the end of the world.
This feeling is quite erratic.
"Swordsmanship? Well, yes, this is an evil sword..."
Feng Jueyu smiled evilly and pressed the tip of his sword against Tie Wuye's throat...