The sky is bright and a strong wind blows for no reason. It is said that the mountains are steep and the wind is fierce, but it has never changed like today. The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was refreshing, and the next moment the wind blew up and gray clouds rolled in. Moving, at the top of Tianyuan Mountain, a strong and surging aura swept across the entire mountaintop as if falling from the sky.
The gray clouds were enveloped by the rising and hot air currents. Within a moment, the gray clouds all over the sky seemed to have ignited an endless fire...
Feng Jueyu was just below the white fire cloud...
His spiritual power burned to the extreme with anger...
On Tianyuan Mountain, all the beasts screamed, feeling the overwhelming and boundless power. No matter how powerful the spirit beast was, they could only choose to flee in a hurry...
Some of the warriors who practiced on Tianyuan Mountain had never experienced such a powerful power. Looking at the burning white clouds on the other side, they all shuddered inexplicably, and some even knelt down on the ground to pray to the gods. God’s power of forgiveness…
"Brother Feng, calm down. The matter is not clear yet. Ask for clarification before talking." Wen Songren was shocked. Although he had not been in contact with Feng Jueyu for a long time, he knew that Feng Jueyu was a very talkative person. The anger displayed by the strange man in front of him now made him feel lingering fear. If it hadn't been for the brotherly relationship for several days, Wen Songren would have gone to nowhere by now.
Feeling the boundless anger, Wen Songren seemed to see the shadow of the sect leader and uncle in Feng Jueyu...
A cultivation level close to the seventh level of Lingxu...
Before Feng Jueyu could speak, Wu Qingqiu tilted his head and analyzed: "Impossible. I heard that Yin Confu was once defeated by you. How could he have the courage to lead the people from Wanyue Tiangong to kill Zhou Nanjing? Even if There is no one like you, Feng Jueyu, in Zhounan Realm, but isn’t there still a Snow Flame Demonic Dragon?”
After hearing this, Lu Agui continued: "Girl, you don't know something. That Yin Congfu invited a woman as beautiful as a fairy from nowhere. This woman is extremely powerful. I heard that she also brought several very powerful family members with her. General, even if the two Holy Emperors Yu Wenchen and Zhang Yuanze take action, they will not be their opponents."
Tianyuan Mountain is not far from Zhounan Territory, and warriors in the two places can send messages very quickly. Although Lu Agui has not visited the territory in person, such hearsay is not unreasonable.
When Feng Jueyu heard this, his sword eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he couldn't help but condense the golden light of the fire eyes. The incandescent fire eyes looked far into the distance, and he suddenly found the blood light in the sky a hundred miles away. It was the blood energy that enveloped the earth. He thought that he had already been beaten. For a while, at least many people died in this battle...
Seeing this, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to think too much. With a shake of his shoulders, he disappeared into the sky, leaving only the lingering sound of his anger in the air: "Brother Wen, take a step first..."
Seeing Feng Jueyu disappear suddenly, the hundreds of blood servants Lu Agui brought with him all widened their eyes. For warriors like them who only have the Ningzhen and Shengdan realms, Feng Jueyu's movements are as unfathomable as a miracle. .
"Something happened." Wen Songren frowned and immediately ordered: "Tao Jiang, Lianshan, Xiuhai, come with me."
After Wen Songren finished speaking, he rolled up his robe sleeves and brought up a gust of fire wind, lifting Wu Qingqiu up, and everyone turned into streams of light and left...
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At the same time, in the sky above Zhou Nan, tens of thousands of warriors were fighting like two armies facing each other...
The gloomy rush all over the sky has long been dyed red by the boundless river of blood. The sky and the earth are full of warriors fighting for their lives. The Wanyue Tiangong dispatched as many as 30,000 masters this time, all of them came from Qianhong Mountain.
, the capable men carefully selected from Tiangong Mountain, although their number is still more than 10,000 less than that of the Hai Clan and Zhou Nan's combined army, they became brave under the intimidation of Ning Yao and the three blue-shirted warriors.
Unstoppable...
The blood has dyed the hot land of Zhounan red. Hundreds of warriors are flying into the sky and fleeing to the earth, shuttling back and forth in the mountains and fields. Warriors who fall under the shadow of swords and swords can be seen everywhere, being torn to pieces under the overwhelming palm power and horse training...
Tragedies happened one after another, and Gongling Peak in Zhounan became the main battlefield. It should be noted that although Gongling Peak is not the three main peaks and is the mountain with the most minerals, it is the place with the most beautiful scenery. In the past, in spring and early autumn, colorful flowers bloomed from the foot of the mountain.
The flower field path can be paved all the way to the top of the mountains, but today it has been trampled by countless cultivators, and the whole road has been toppled...
The earth is full of blood, tens of thousands of bones are left with corpses, it is too horrible to see...
Along the canal closest to Bowling Peak, a bloody frenzy was also sweeping across. More than ten thousand martial arts cultivators from the Sea Clan tried to land through the canal, but were blocked by the huge beast along the canal. Although Zhang Yuanze had already ordered a strong attack on the spiritual beast, in the end it was for no reason.
A few more sacrifices were added.
Since this battle involved the three major martial arts holy places and the large number of people, the scope of the battle gradually spread several miles away with the Bowling Valley as the center, even the Jinlan Peak, which borders Tianyuan Mountain, was everywhere.
Catch the warriors fighting each other...
The sky is bright, the sun is scorching, and a murderous aura that fills the heaven and earth, accompanied by the shouts of killing one after another like thunder, spreads far into Tianyuan Mountain...
Suddenly, a white stream of light that was several times brighter than sunlight flew up to the top of Jinlan Peak. When he stopped at the top of Jinlan Peak, all he could see was the scene of the Zhou Nan Realm martial cultivators being slaughtered. The white robe sword embroidered symbol of the Wanyue Tiangong martial cultivators was visible.
It particularly stimulated Feng Jueyu's nerves...
The battle reached Jinlan Peak but they still couldn't see Long Xiaotian, Long Yan, Luo Ji, Xu Ningzhong... and other main backbones of Zhou Nan Realm. This shows that this place is not the main battlefield, but the more this happens, the colder Feng Jueyu's heart becomes.
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Since the coverage area of the battlefield occupies the entire southern Zhou Dynasty, Wanyue Tiangong is definitely coming with great force this time...
Standing at the top of the mountain for a few breaths, a familiar figure came into view. That person was Wang Tong, who was leading three hundred black-armored tiger guards. It seemed like a black torrent was charging through the mountains. Although the three hundred tiger guards were in iron armor,
They were with them and the sword was in their hands, but after all, they had just arrived at the outskirts of Hongtu and could not really compare with the elite disciples of Wanyue Tiangong. After several attacks, a large number of Tiger Guards fell.
Wang Tongbaojia was bathed in blood, but he still persisted. However, at this time, he was at the end of his strength. Seeing that he was about to be assassinated by a Tiangong disciple with a long sword, Feng Jueyu felt angry in his heart and suddenly disappeared on the spot...
The torrent in the mountains and fields had dissipated and was on the verge of collapse. At this moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly appeared in front of Wang Tong. Without any explanation, he unleashed a Liuhe Fire Refining Empty Palm that contained boundless anger.
After the huge palm shadow left the body, it instantly turned into a sea of fire several feet wide. With a roar, it burned hundreds of thousands of Yuetian palaces in front of it to ashes...
Feng Jueyu made quick decisions and fired his palms even faster. Almost at the same time, a large open space appeared in front of the few remaining three hundred Tiger Guards.
Wang Tong, who had survived the disaster, and the Tiger Guards were stunned for a moment, and then turned their attention to the mysterious master. When they saw that extremely familiar face, loud shouts suddenly broke out in the mountains and fields.
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"It's the young master..."
"Wang Tong, why are you here?"
Wang Tong walked over with the support of two tiger guards. His body and face were covered with wounds. However, as a good general in the army, Wang Tong did not show any sadness on his face. Instead, he showed deep resentment.
He replied: "Sir, you are back. Madam and two dragon men are fighting a bloody battle at Gongling Peak. Miss Sima Ruyu has...already..."
"Sima Ruyu, what happened to Ruyu?" Feng Jueyu's heart pounded.
"I'm afraid I won't last long." Wang Tong sighed quietly.
"Bastard!" Feng Jueyu cursed and turned his eyes to the main battlefield in the direction of Gong Lingfeng. He was afraid of what might happen. He never expected that Yin Congfu would counterattack so quickly, without caring about his past promises.
For a moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly realized that he was wrong, a big mistake. He should not have left Wanyue Tiangong behind and let them bloodbath Zhou Nan today.
"Wang Tong, you take the people to rest, I will go over to help..."
"Sir." Feng Jueyu was about to leave when Wang Tong quickly stopped him and said: "Sir, Yin Congfu brought a mysterious woman. She was accompanied by extremely powerful spiritual beasts and three people whose cultivation level was not inferior to Zhang Shenghuang's.
Master, sir, please be careful."
"Mysterious woman?" Duan Lie had heard from Lu Agui before about the strong reinforcements that Yin Congfu invited from nowhere. He didn't expect them to be so strong. The mysterious woman brought three masters who were no less powerful than Zhang Yuanze.
, what kind of cultivation is this woman?
At this moment, Wen Songren and others also arrived at Jinlan Peak. Seeing the tragic scene of corpses strewn in the mountains and fields, they all frowned in unison.
"Brother Feng, these people..."
Before Wen Songren finished speaking, Feng Jueyu waved his hand to interrupt angrily, pointed at the nearly a hundred Wanyue Tiangong warriors under Jinlan Peak, and said bitterly: "Brother Wen, when you see those wearing white robes and sword-embroidered gowns,
No one..."
"I see it." Wen Songren nodded suddenly, understanding Feng Jueyu's meaning in his heart.
"Leave no one behind." Feng Jueyu's eyes emitted a vicious light.
Wen Songren's expression was unmoved and he shouted coldly: "Tao Jiang, Lianshan, Xiuhai, did you hear what Brother Feng said?"
Tao Jiang and the other two people were originally obedient to Wen Songren. After hearing Wen Songren's order, the three of them rushed out without thinking. Three streams of light drew strange traces in the sky, and within a moment they appeared in the mountains and fields.
There was a bloody storm.
The strength of these three people was no longer that of Zhang Yuanze. Under Yu Wenchen, they also had the power of Qinglian Fire Spirit Magic that could be used at will. The three of them shouted and charged out. Within a short time, the mountains and fields were filled with violent screams.
The sound sounded, and within a few dozen breaths, all the disciples of Wanyue Tiangong under Jinlan Peak were killed.
Seeing these three people leaving and returning as fast as wild beasts, Wang Ting and others were frightened to death. They could not imagine who these three guys brought by the young master were.
But no matter who it is, if the young master comes back, Zhounan will be saved.
Standing in front of Feng Jueyu, no one spoke. Feeling the monstrous murderous intent permeating Killer Feng's body, Wang Tong cleverly gathered everyone together and waited for Mr. Feng to give the order to counterattack.
Sure enough, Feng Jueyu didn't keep them waiting for too long. After a while, Feng Jueyu let out a long roar: "Disciple Zhou Nan, listen to the order and seal the Zhou Nan realm for me. No one who kills him will be spared."