As Wan Qi Jiezhuo stood up, the crowd naturally gave way to a relatively spacious duel venue and handed it over to Feng Jueyu. In fact, in the hearts of the people, this duel was not interesting at all. You must know that Feng Jueyu
Young Master's strength far exceeds their imagination. Fighting against Young Master Feng is like an unarmed child shouting against an adult holding a weapon...
However, they understood that this was because Young Master wanted to severely punish these blind bastards...
As for Feng Rulan and others, they want to know more about how powerful Feng Jueyu has become...
At the same time as the crowd dispersed, Wan Qijiezhuo also took the healing elixir, but he did not seek recovery blindly. He already felt that even if he recovered to a good state, he would not be Feng Jueyu's opponent.
The only thing I can ask for now is for God to give me a chance to avoid one of his moves...
"I'm here?" Feng Jueyu groaned and smiled, but Wanqi Jiezhuo defended himself as if facing a formidable enemy.
But at this moment, his eyes blurred, and a cold air rose up all over his body, because at some point, Feng Jueyu was already standing behind him, and a strong hand grabbed his wrist.
"you are too slow……"
The cold words came out of Feng Jueyu's mouth, as if they were coming from the judgment of the life-seeking judge in the Jiuyou Underworld. Wanqi Jiezhuo didn't even have a chance to be surprised when he felt bursts of heartbreaking pain in his arms.
, and then only heard a "tear" sound, and watched helplessly as his right hand was torn off...
"Wow!" Bright red blood suddenly spilled all over the floor.
Wan Qijiezhuo is also very human. He is so frightened that he ignores the pain and pulls away. Now, he does not dare to have the idea of resisting. If he has that intention, he might as well run away as far as possible. As long as he passes one move, he will be gone.
There is a possibility of survival.
However, no matter how fast he is, how can he be faster than Feng Jueyu? Not to mention that Feng Jueyu has already mastered the two magical skills of Liuhe Fire Refining and Liuhe Vast Earth. Even two years ago, he was not as good as Wanqi Jiezhuo.
His skills are comparable.
The two people's cultivation levels are not at the same level at all.
"Tear it apart!"
There was another sound of being torn apart, and Wanqi Jiezhuo's tragic end was like that of being transformed into a human stick...
Feng Jueyu's figure was erratic, lifting his weight as lightly as he could. Sometimes he appeared next to Wanqi Jiezhuo, and sometimes he felt like he was far away. In Wanqi Jiezhuo's eyes, he looked like a tornado and a sandstorm.
A ball of ferocious fire, but it doesn't look very human.
And as a result, Wanqi Jiezhuo lost his arms instantly and looked exactly like the others.
Witnessing the terrifying cultivation state of Feng Da Killer, Wanqi Jiezhuo completely gave up all hope, stood still, babbled a lot, and finally said: "Kill or behead, it's up to you.
Let’s go.” He just gave up and waited for death.
Feng Jueyu's face was surprisingly cold. Just as Wan Qi Jiezhuo felt, Feng Jueyu didn't want to make things easier for them at all. The so-called opportunity was just a means of torture.
Feng Jueyu did not attack suddenly, but stopped and said calmly: "I am a very fair person. How many people have you injured and killed, this blood debt must be paid back."
After that, he moved, and after two consecutive screams, Wanqi Jiebi and Wanqi Jiehong also turned into human sticks.
At this point, all the Wanqi brothers who had traveled thousands of miles from the West Wind Empire were destroyed by Feng Jueyu...
After a moment of panic, the crowd of Tai Xuan Martial Arts erupted in cheers for the survivors...
…
As the sun rises, the hall of the Lord's Palace of Dragon City is full of guests, and everyone's face is filled with happy smiles. Feng Jueyu's return has relieved the crisis of Tai Xuan Martial Arts, and even captured hundreds of foreign warriors. Watching
The Wanqi brothers kneeling in front of the hall showed no sympathy at all. Instead, they wanted to stab each of them to vent their hatred for the past year.
This is the fault of the Wanqi brothers themselves. No wonder Feng Da Killer took cruel revenge. If they had not taken advantage of the situation and hurt everyone Feng Jueyu cared about one after another, they would not have ended up like this.
"Are there any masters like you in Xifeng Continent?" Feng Jueyu asked coldly in front of the hall.
Wan Qi Jiezhuo and the others knew that there was no hope of survival, and their hearts were filled with despair. At this time, they could only say something: "No more, the three of us are the only three in the Shengdan realm in the West Wind Continent."
"You once said that the reason why Xifeng Continent's martial arts is prosperous and far surpasses that of Taixuan is because someone once taught you. Who is this person?"
Wanqi Jiezhuo was stunned for a moment and said dejectedly: "I don't know, I just know that this person is a woman. Oh, I have her portrait here. From then on, our country, West Wind, has regarded this person as the mother of the martial arts country."
As Wan Qi Jiezhuo took out a small scroll from his arms, Feng Jueyu opened the scroll. As expected, there was a picture of a woman of unparalleled elegance, but Feng Jueyu didn't recognize it and handed the scroll to Can Yang.
, Muxue recognized that after all, they had stayed outside the Hongtu world much longer than themselves, and they should have an impression of all the famous people.
In fact, when Feng Jueyu heard that someone had mentored Brother Wanqi and that he was from Hongtu, a particularly strange thought came to his mind.
The so-called masters above the Xuan Dao realm are not allowed to disturb the rules of the Ruowu Continent, and no one can break them. Feng Chenlian, Xing Kun, and Jin Yizi's cultivation levels have been greatly damaged, reaching the first level of Ningzhen. How did this woman get to the West Wind Continent?
Is her cultivation not affected at all?
If it weren't for this, Feng Jueyu would have killed the Wanqi brothers long ago. How could he have kept them until now?
However, Feng Jueyu was disappointed again. Canyang and Muxue took the scroll and looked at it for a while, then shook their heads, expressing their ignorance.
Feng Jueyu pondered for a while and asked, "Have you ever known this person's name?"
Wan Qi Jiezhuo shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Then there is nothing we can do." Feng Jueyu spread his hands helplessly and said solemnly: "Wanqi Jiezhuo, what you three have done is unforgivable to me. You know what to do, right?"
As he spoke, Feng Jueyu flicked his sleeves, and three thin strands of incandescent fire penetrated into the bodies of the three of them.
The three of them had cold expressions on their faces and were disheartened. They knew that Feng Jueyu's move was to give them a chance to commit suicide. Otherwise, why would he give each of them another ray of true energy?
The three of them looked at each other, closed their eyes in grief, and then each used martial arts to cut off their tendons and died...
…
Three days later, in the city lord's palace, Feng Jueyu let go of Gongyang Yu's wrist, put away the spiritual energy of life, and said with a smile: "Old man Gongyang, your life is really big. If I hadn't come back in time, I might not have used it for three days."
God, you will say goodbye to this world."
Gongyang Yu rolled over and got up. There was not much weirdness or shock in his eyes. Instead, he rolled his eyes as he had long been used to it: "My life is very big. If you don't come back, I can survive."
"Tough talk." Feng Jueyu chuckled. The friendship between the two no longer required the word "thank you". He spent three days helping Gongyang repair the damaged tendons, consuming a lot of spiritual energy of life, and stood up.
After pouring a glass of water and drinking it in front of the bed, Feng Jueyu said: "Although your injury is healed, it will take some time to recover your previous skills. Are you sure you don't want to go to Hongtu with me?"
When he was recovering from his injuries a few days ago, Feng Jueyu told Gongyang Yu the purpose of his return, but Gongyang Yu rejected Feng Jueyu's kindness.
He said: "Well, if I had been injured before, I might have agreed. Now that I am like this, am I going to hold you back?"
Feng Jueyu was stunned and cursed angrily: "You think I can't protect you? You underestimate me too much."
Gongyang Yu gave a strange laugh: "You brat, your current cultivation level is profound. Who dares to say that you can't do anything in the world? However, I want to rely on myself. When one day I feel that I can go to Hongtu to practice, I will definitely
I will find you."
Feng Jueyu felt sad: "Oh, you can decide your own affairs. I won't force you."
After saying that, he murmured to himself: "Shanggguan old man is not going with us either. The Shangguan clan is planning to stay. It seems that I won't be able to take many people with me when I come back this time."
Gong Yangyu showed an unprecedented look of relief, and immediately said: "Tai Xuan and Hong Tu are two worlds after all. Here, everyone feels at ease. Some people are used to peace, and some people like to take risks. You can't force it, but you have to
I said, you should just let them go."
Feng Jueyu glanced at Gongyang Yu with deep meaning, and felt a little clear in his heart.
Gongyang Yu's meaning is very obvious. After all, Taixuan Continent is everyone's hometown. If they are allowed to leave this environment where they live, some people will definitely not be used to it. And for those who subjectively don't want to take risks, you are forcing them to do so.
, there may not be better development in Hongtu. It is better to stay in Taixuan Continent and practice quietly. Maybe one day you will break through the obstacles and reach the highest realm.
Just like that mysterious woman, she left countless treasures and experiences to the West Wind Continent, and didn’t she also create several masters of the Shengdan Realm?
Times are changing, and the Weakwu Continent cannot always remain the Weakwu Continent. It is impossible to say when the Weakwu Continent will become the same existence as the Grand World. These are all unknowns.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu seemed to be looking away a lot, and he no longer had too many extravagant expectations for the many people who didn't want to leave with him...
Everything depends on fate...
…
A few days later, Feng Jueyu showed up at the main palace of Longcheng City with Can Yang, Mu Xue, and Shiba Disha. This time he brought a group of people to Hongtu to practice according to his personal wishes. Feng Jueyu did not force it, and looked at the spacious courtyard.
Feng Jueyu was quite pleased to see hundreds of people standing in the house.
These hundreds of people naturally include Han Baobao, Shangguan Ruofan, Wang Tong, the Thirteen Guards of Yanling, the Six Killers, the Three Hundred Black-armored Tiger Guards of the Tiger Guard Camp, in addition to Wang Jiutong, and