At Bowang Mountain Pass, the surrounding fields are silent. The sun shines on the hot land of Hongtu, slowly undulating with brutal brilliance, which seems to be integrated with the scene happening here. Among the several rock pillars, a figure is as evocative as the God of War.
lingering fear.
Defeating the two elders of Qianhong Mountain with one palm, Feng Jueyu was able to stand out from the crowd.
After the sudden change, everyone including Huang Zun and Zhang Daoyang showed dull expressions, with all kinds of unspeakable bitterness in their eyes.
This Feng Jueyu has not experienced any good things since he appeared in the Hongtu World. Every time there is news about him, there are rumors that he was hunted down by a certain force and fled to somewhere. His cultivation level has long ago
It is too low and cannot be any lower.
But even though he was not taken seriously by everyone, he surpassed step by step, and finally stood at the pinnacle of martial arts on the periphery of the Grand Plan.
That palm seemed ethereal and powerless, but the terrifying destructive power contained in it was enough to astonish people.
Even if Zhang Daoyang, Huang Zun and others think that they cannot achieve this step, what's more, at this time, Feng Jueyu is still standing in the air, just like Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao's swords are beating like a child's joke.
Same.
What is this concept?
If the strength of the seventh level of consciousness reaches more than two people, they can basically compete with Lingxu's first level. Even if they cannot win in the end, at least they will not lose in such an embarrassing way.
But in front of Feng Jueyu, Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao were what he said were chickens and dogs, even worse than chickens and dogs. This made people think about whether Feng Jueyu was a human being.
From Ningzhen to Lingxu, it only took him a few years...
"It's too scary." Huang Zun's heart felt like it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand. His heart stopped beating for a moment. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Huang Zun would never have believed it.
There are actually people who can cultivate to such an extent in just a few years.
While speaking, Huang Zun slightly raised a palm and pointed it slightly sideways to the side of his body, forcing the elders of the Qi clan who were following behind him to retreat a few steps, and said in a vigilant tone: "Everyone, retreat."
After that, don’t interfere.”
Intervene?
A total of five people from the Qi clan heard this and shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They said to themselves: If you let us go, we will not go there. There is no difference between going there now and seeking death.
Zhang Daoyang also drifted backwards. After a while, everyone retreated to the mountainside. Although the distance was a bit far away, they knew that this was the safest distance. God knows how far Feng Jueyu and Xiang Donghe would be affected if they fought.
No matter how large the area is, if you stand still and don't move, you will be beaten to death by the swarming true energy, and you are asking for it.
However, when the masters of the two royal families retreated to the mountainside, they each looked at each other, feeling ashamed.
They had not considered retreating before because they were frightened by Feng Jueyu's cultivation. However, they were also one of the few masters outside Hongtu, and their cultivation rankings were also among the best. The reason for retreating was completely
It's because of fear, so doing this is extremely embarrassing.
Despite this, everyone didn't say anything else, because they knew that in this level of confrontation, they definitely didn't want to intervene, they just wanted to watch closely. Once they were involved, it would be a fate of life and death.
The gleam in Zhang Renru's eyes moved slightly, and the slender figure in his field of vision became unnaturally majestic. At this moment, he was really regretful. If he had known the identity of the other party earlier, why would he have spoken rudely out of jealousy? This was not for the Zhang family, a barbarian.
Looking for trouble?
He looked at Zhang Daoyang, feeling guilty in his heart, and said uneasily: "Grandpa, I was wrong..."
Of course Zhang Daoyang understood what Zhang Renru was thinking. He sighed slightly and lectured: "Renru, this time you understand why grandpa doesn't let you travel alone."
Zhang Renru didn't say anything, and Zhang Daoyang said: "Well, the world is so big and there are so many capable people. I can't see the whole picture. This time it's because this person is quite open-minded and doesn't care about you. Otherwise, he would have been able to do it when he was in the woods just now.
I'll take your life. Again, the world is so big, how do you know who you will meet?"
Zhang Renru looked ashamed and blushed to his neck. He bowed to the end and said: "Grandpa, my grandson has learned a lesson. If he starts to care about his grandson in the future, he is willing to die to protect the safety of the Zhang family of the barbarian clan."
Zhang Daoyang's lips moved, and he couldn't bear it, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Turning his gaze to the crater, Zhang Daoyang felt an uneasy frenzy in his heart. He thought, if he really pursues the case, will the barbarian Zhang family be able to escape this disaster?
It's difficult...
After a few brief exchanges, everyone fell silent. At this moment, an extremely clear and fierce murderous intention filled the crater.
The source of that murderous intention belongs to Feng Jueyu, the master who is looking down on the world and arrogant among all the heroes at this moment.
Feng Jueyu's expression did not change after he knocked away the two elders Cao Wan and Cao Wan with one palm. It seemed that in his eyes, defeating two masters of knowledge transformation with one move was nothing at all.
He took a gentle step, and his fist once again lit up with the fiery red halo, which continued to rotate and became thicker and thicker, like a halo of blazing fire surrounding his body.
The sixth-layer spiritual armor possessed him, and the dazzling light of the purple golden armor flashed inside. At this moment, he transformed all the resentment in his heart into true energy, and pressed towards Xiang Donghe.
With a gentle step, the distance of a hundred or ten meters seemed to be very close. At the same time, an extremely domineering aura spread from his body. This aura was like a river in the sky bursting its embankment.
Destroy the world and go away.
"Xiang Donghe, let's put an end to this." Feng Jueyu said in a low voice, then pushed out a flat palm.
It was this palm that immediately made Xiang Donghe feel unable to resist. He was so frightened that he would not close his eyes and wait for death. He turned his palms to his chest and pushed hard at the same time. The two palms clashed suddenly.
"Peng!"
A weak force then spread, and thousands of lights flashed across the two men's bodies at the same time. Feng Jueyu retreated wildly, escaping five feet away.
However, Xiang Donghe flew backwards 17 to 80 feet, and the situation of survival of the fittest was clear at a glance.
The power of this palm far exceeded Xiang Donghe's expectation. At this moment, he felt like his insides were burning, his organs were moving around, and there was an uncontrollable feeling. Finally, he knew the distance between him and Feng Jueyu.
The difference is too far. Although the opponent is also retreating, he retreats elegantly and calmly without any panic. But as for himself, Qiang Zi suffered severe pain all over his body from this palm. If it hadn't been for more than a hundred years of practice to create that iron-clad body.
Bones, it is estimated that they have long been defeated like a lost dog.
The frightened Xiang Donghe couldn't help but feel fear in his heart. He glanced at the elders of Qianhong Mountain. He really couldn't believe that these few people on his side could reverse the disadvantage. Helplessly, Xiang Donghe came first.
Time came up with the idea of escape. Although he had not yet taken action, he understood that there was no way to fight him today.
The roots of his teeth were itching with hatred, and Xiang Donghe suddenly felt that the situation was over. He forced himself to use his true energy to repair his meridians, and shouted angrily: "Feng Jueyu, don't be so arrogant. I am not your opponent today, but it does not mean that I will not be able to do it in the future."
If I compete with you, I will not accompany you anymore."
After that, he turned around and walked away towards Donghe without leaving a word.
This kind of behavior is quite surprising.
The dignified Supreme Elder of Wanyue Tiangong, a master of Lingxu's third level consciousness, actually chose to retreat and escape.
Even the elders couldn't believe his behavior.
"Xiang Donghe, what are you doing?" Cao Kongzhu was seriously injured, but at this time he was also extremely dissatisfied with Xiang Donghe's actions. In his eyes, the Wanyue Heavenly Palace only had heroes who died in battle, and there were no lost dogs.
Isn’t it okay to discredit Wanyue Tiangong?
Unexpectedly, Xiangdonghe paid no attention to him and left.
Feng Jueyu went through a lot of hardships to find him, but he was not willing to let him escape so easily. When Xiang Donghe got up, he had already chased after him.
When Cao Kongzhu saw this, he became angry and shouted loudly: "Elders, even if you die in battle today, you can't let Feng Jueyu ruin the reputation of my Wanyue Celestial Palace. Let's all go together."
Such shouts can boost morale a bit, and the elders of Qianhong Mountain are also very proud people at heart. When they hear it, they feel a sense of generosity and generosity, and they rush to kill them one by one, intending to sacrifice their lives for justice.
Being blocked by these seven people, Feng Jueyu frowned a little, and had no choice but to activate Liuhe to refine the fire. The surging true energy burst out like the Yangtze River. When the palm force was opened, the sky was filled with all kinds of palms.
The shadow of the palm was mixed with waves of blazing flames, and the seven elders were immediately wrapped in a furious whirlpool.
"Bang bang!"
Thick roars came one after another, and the screams were even more horrifying. Feng Jueyu's movements were so fast that it was as easy as lifting a weight. No one present could see his movements clearly.
Under the strong flaming wave, it was as if a large fire rain fell from the nine heavens into the mortal world, and the repeated waves were responded with the sound of broken bones. The hearts of Huang Zun, Zhang Daoyang and others were beating wildly.
In the short time it took to drink tea, gunpowder smoke filled the air, but the pursuit and obstruction gradually calmed down. After the last roar, Cao Kongzhu shot out again. When the smoke cleared, everyone realized that
More than half of those seven old men have died unexpectedly.
In the end, the only ones who survived were Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao. They coughed up blood and had seven to eight injuries on their bodies. They were all bruised by fleshy palms and their internal organs were destroyed. Feng Jueyu looked cold and walked away.
In front of the two of them, there was only ruthless hatred in their stern eyes.
Looking at the two of them sadly, Feng Jueyu curled his lips and said: "Everyone in Qianhong Mountain is very loyal, but this is also your fate."
Cao Kongzhu knew he would die, so he laughed angrily and said: "Haha, Feng Jueyu, don't think that killing us will overthrow the Wanyue Tiangong. Someone will seek revenge on you, Feng Jueyu, yes
Just kill us."
"I'll help you..." Feng Jueyu almost didn't seem to hear it. He aimed his eyes in the direction away from Xiang Donghe, and swept his index finger and middle finger together in front of him.
With a flick of the sword, Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao both had their throats cut and died.
You could hear needles dropping on the top of Bowang Mountain. Feng Jueyu didn't show any impatience at all. He released his consciousness and searched all over the fields. After a while, he slightly curved the corner of his mouth: "Xiang Donghe, how long can you run?"
As he said that, he looked back at Long Yan and said, "Long Yan, follow me."
After the words fell, Feng Jueyu stood up and disappeared without a trace.
Long Yan was still protecting Long Xiaotian, carrying such a huge thing, but he couldn't move even if he wanted to. He thought for a while, and finally turned his attention to Zhang Daoyang, held up Long Xiaotian's body and flew to the mountainside, lightly
He placed it gently on the ground, and then said to Zhang Daoyang in a threatening tone: "Please look at him. If there is a problem, I will ask you."