Huang Zun's helpless and low sigh came from the sky. Such an assertion was also full of shock, timidity, and fear. When people looked at Feng Jueyu in unison, they couldn't help but feel like they didn't dare to look directly.
Previously, Ning Yao's aggressiveness made people think that she had evil intentions, even a few women in the Shinto realm were not spared, threatening to make them gouge out their eyes before letting Zhou Nan go. But it didn't take long for retribution to come to her.
Is this considered self-inflicted?
More importantly, Feng Jueyu actually did what he said. You must know that facing a master like Ning Yao, whether he can defeat him is another matter, let alone taking out his eyes accurately in an extremely dangerous confrontation.
The difficulty is not that great.
In this way, it shows that although Feng Jueyu's strength is not enough to crush Ning Yao, he is still superior to it, and even that sword technique, no one has seen how he used it.
The sword is as fast as lightning, which can no longer describe the essence of Feng Jueyu's swordsmanship.
The Divine Flame Sword Intention was surprising before, but now this ghost-like sword caught Ning Yao's eyes, which naturally revealed more problems.
Gong Ling Peak, which was blown by the strong wind, was obviously extremely cold. There was no sound. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. Only Yin Congfu's heartbreaking voice of despair and grief lingered in the air...
"Junior sister!"
No matter how old Ning Yao is, she is still Yin Confu's former sweetheart. She flew up and down to hug Ning Yao, and her skinny palm gently pressed on the back of Ning Yao's hand that was covering her eyes. When he felt
When the warm blood came from the palm of his hand, Yin Confu's eyes turned as red as blood.
"Feng Jueyu, Wanyue Heavenly Palace and you swear not to be at odds with each other."
Regardless of how incompetent Yin Congfu was before regarding Xiang Donghe, the anger that broke out at this moment was far beyond Feng Jueyu's expectation.
It is true that the word love can make people lose their minds, but he never thought that Ning Yao's excessive behavior was not the reason why Feng Jueyu went crazy.
Regarding this point, Feng Jueyu had no explanation, nor did he need to explain it. He became the defeated bandit of the king, and since the two sides were sworn to be incompatible, there was no point in talking more.
Principles are always told to gentlemen.
Feng Jueyu was as cold as frost, his face expressionless, his eyes swept over Yin Congfu and Ning Yao, revealing a determined murderous intention.
"Feng Mou and Wanyue Tiangong have never been on good terms." Feng Jueyu replied in a calm and ruthless tone. Then he took a deep breath and issued a decisive order: "Kill."
Zhou Nanjing and Wanyue Tiangong were already sworn to be like water and fire. From the moment when Yin Confu led tens of thousands of disciples from Wanyue Tiangong to kill Zhou Nanjing regardless of all moral principles and promises, the two major forces were destined to have only one.
Survive in martial arts on the periphery of the grand plan.
Therefore, Feng Jueyu's command, which was full of determination and ruthlessness, did not surprise anyone, but made sense.
Zhou Nan's warriors, who had been depressed for a long time and were ready to go, seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When they heard Feng Jueyu's order, as if the fuse of gunpowder had burned to the end, thunderous shouts of death suddenly sounded.
Tens of thousands of warriors rushed towards the remnants of Wanyue Tiangong like a flood in an instant. The colorful Zhenyuan training and sharp swords immediately submerged the Wanyue Tiangong army in hatred and anger, and the battlefield began.
In just half a stick of incense, Wanyue Tiangong disciples suffered heavy losses, and nearly half of the Tiangong disciples left their lives in Zhounan.
Looking at Zhou Nan's martial arts, whose morale had greatly increased and was invincible, Huang Zun and others let out a sigh of relief, and their eyes showed an unprecedented sense of depression and loneliness.
"After this, Zhounan Realm has officially become a force that can compete with the major royal families."
Shi Mantu nodded and said unequivocally: "Yes, on a day when Feng Jueyu is around, Zhounan Territory is the leading holy land outside Hongtu. I think everyone should go back and remind the people below not to stay in Zhounan Territory.
It’s causing trouble.”
There was envy in Lou Qing's eyes: "I didn't expect that Feng Jueyu would be able to practice to this extent within ten years of his debut. Has our era already passed?"
Everyone looked at each other lonely, then shook their heads.
Among the crowd, the one who could be happy was probably Zhang Yuanze. Not long ago, he had great hopes for Feng Jueyu because he understood Feng Jueyu's experience, so he took advantage of the opportunity of Feng Jueyu's return to Taixuan to establish
Although his deep friendship comes from sincerity, there is inevitably some utilitarianism in it. At the same time, under the situation where Zhou Nanjing and Wanyue Tiangong are at odds with each other, Zhang Yuanze also knows that making friends with Feng Jueyu is a big gamble.
Feng Jueyu could not get out of the oppression of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, and everything he did was in vain.
But he never expected that after Feng Jueyu came back and walked around the inner circle, he would be given such a big surprise after coming back. A being at the peak of the seventh level of Lingxu was completely invincible in the outer circle of Hongtu. This point
From Ning Yao's defeat, we can see how brilliant Feng Jueyu's future martial arts prospects will be.
Thinking of the desperate effort to help Feng Jueyu withstand the overwhelming battle in Wanyue Tiangong, Zhang Yuanze's old and tired face finally flashed a hint of relief. He knew that Feng Jueyu would never treat him badly and let him
All the hard work was in vain.
Thinking proudly in his heart, Zhang Yuanze slowly turned his gaze to Feng Jueyu, who was constantly approaching Ning Yao. Just looking at it like this, Zhang Yuanze suddenly shuddered.
Feng Jueyu, who was set off by the white fire wings, had an icy chill all over his body. Even if the blazing and expanding fire energy on his body could evaporate indefinitely, turning the white clouds around him into mist, he could only escape from Feng Jueyu.
Yu felt fierce murderous intent in his body.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanze not only shuddered, but also became confused in his mind: If he knew that I was using him, would he still trust me as before?
This idea that came out of nowhere reminded Zhang Yuanze that a person who could get angry for the sake of his subordinates could be used casually by him. What if one day Feng Jueyu knew that he was using him more than he wanted?
If you have a relationship, what will happen to you...
The more he thought about it, the more cold sweat flowed out of Zhang Yuanze's body uncontrollably. He suddenly felt that his thoughts were a bit idealistic. If one day he got carried away because of this, maybe Ning Yao could learn from his mistakes...
Zhang Yuanze suddenly realized that he must not have this idea of using Feng Jueyu, otherwise he would definitely end up in trouble in the future.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanze quickly put away the messy thoughts in his mind, fearing that he would go crazy if he was too complacent.
When the eyes returned to the battlefield, Zhou Nan's martial arts had already gained a great advantage. Under the influence of Feng Jueyu, who would be Ling Jueding, the main warriors of Zhou Nan's three peaks burst out with astonishing potential. The earth was filled with rivers of blood, and the corpses left behind
The mountain of corpses is piling up in the city at a speed visible to the naked eye. There is no longer any suspense in this battle. Even if Ning Yao still has the strength to fight, it is just to add to Feng Jueyu's success and fame.
Many experts around them stared closely at Feng Jueyu, who was constantly approaching Ning Yao. As the latter's murderous intentions continued to emerge, they understood that Ning Yao's life might have come to an end, even if she had spent the first half of her life.
The glory of the world can still be passed down from generation to generation on the periphery of the grand world, but in the end, it cannot escape three cups of loess and one set of bones.
"Yin Congfu, do you remember our promise? Within three years, if you step into Zhounan territory again, heaven and earth will kill you..." Feng Jueyu mentioned the old promise again, his tone as cold as the cold snow in the middle of winter.
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Yin Congfu held Ning Yao, whose skill was greatly reduced, and his eyesight was lost. Apart from anger, there was no regret in his eyes: "It's a pity that God won't accept me."
"Then I will accept you on behalf of God." Feng Jueyu said, and the Zique sword made a cheerful cry eager to drink blood.
"How qualified are you, my junior, to serve on behalf of Heaven..."
But when Feng Jueyu was about to kill Ning Yao and Yin Congfu with his sword, a loud but hoarse voice broke into Gong Ling Peak, and what followed was, in addition to the howling sound, a stronger sound.
Ning Yao still has a fierce and domineering aura, but in comparison, this aura is calmer, more sophisticated, and more confident.
The dispute between Zhou Nan and Wanyue Tiangong can be completely resolved immediately. The sudden appearance of Cheng Yaojin really surprised Feng Jueyu. However, what he is concerned about now is not the accident, but that this aura is too powerful.
Yes, too powerful.
He didn't have time to experience the surprise. Suddenly, Feng Jueyu's nerves became tense. He made a mistake with his foot and bowed slightly in mid-air. This image was completely opposite to his previous long-distance driving and unstoppable momentum.
The two states showed that his energy and spirit were suddenly raised to the top.
Suddenly, the white flame holy armor came out of the body, and layer after layer of gorgeous holy armor covered the surface of the body. It was even thicker and richer when facing Ning Yao, and the blazing spiritual power breath continued.
At the same time as it expanded, Feng Jueyu condensed all the true energy in his body, and instantly transformed it into spiritual power and stabbed it out...
"puff!"
The Zique Sword thrust out a sword forward with an unparalleled sharpness. This sword was more intimidating than the sword that blinded Ning Yao's eyes. The space was suddenly distorted, and then the fragmented space fragments were scattered in the air.
The narrow tip of the sword's edge shot out in a square inch.
However, the sharp aura still rushed in like a powerful force. Although there was a brief moment of stasis when it touched the blade, Feng Jueyu finally broke through and hit him in the chest with his sword light...
"boom!"
A muffled sound seemed to explode in Feng Jueyu's mind. The powerful breath, with an unstoppable momentum, blasted Feng Jueyu far away. When flying in the air, Feng Jueyu only
I felt dizzy for a while, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from my throat...