The war is almost over, and the defeat of Wanyue Tiangong has almost been set. But at the critical moment, the arrival of a mysterious master reverses the situation of Wanyue Tiangong's destruction.
Feng Jueyu was thrown far away, with a large amount of blood spilling out of his mouth, and the white flame holy armor on his body was shattered into pieces. Since the war, there is no one who can beat Feng Jueyu to such a state of embarrassment, even if it is
Ning Yao couldn't let Feng Jueyu suffer such a big loss.
So when Feng Jueyu flew out, countless eyes were cast on the mysterious person. A blue glow flashed in the sky, and a figure was wrapped in the glow. After colliding with Feng Jueyu's sword light,
The body rose into the air and turned nearly seven or eight somersaults in an inverted spin before finally stopping steadily dozens of feet away.
Although this person was also forced back by Feng Jueyu's sword light, he was able to stand in the air intact. Look at Feng Jueyu again. After spitting blood, he flew nearly a hundred feet before falling to the valley. Who is stronger and who is weaker?
, everyone immediately understood.
"Husband!" Shangguan Ruomeng was so anxious that he didn't care to wait and see who was coming. He intercepted Feng Jueyu in a few ups and downs, but the opponent's strength was very powerful. Even Feng Jueyu couldn't completely defeat that cold person.
The tidal wave of energy was quickly dissipated, and the collision even knocked Shangguan Ruomeng away from him.
Fortunately, at the moment the two of them came into contact, Feng Jueyu used all his strength to release the dark energy, otherwise Shangguan Ruomeng would have been seriously injured.
Shangguan Ruomeng's little face suddenly became extremely pale, but she still gritted her teeth and supported Feng Jueyu, and asked with concern: "Husband, how are you?"
Feng Jueyu closed his eyes and shook his head. There was no trace of blood on his lips: "It doesn't matter, Ruomeng, you are not injured."
"I..." Shangguan Ruomeng pondered for a moment, feeling dizzy. Feng Jueyu quickly supported her and said loudly: "Come quickly."
Long Xiaotian, Long Yan, Xu Ningzhong, Luo Ji, Setting Yang, Mu Xue... all came over one after another, and even Wang Jiutong and Shangguan Ruofan flew over one after another. A group of people gathered around Feng Jueyu and Shangguan Ruomeng and pulled them together.
Opened the distance...
The next moment he stood at Gong Ling Peak, Feng Jueyu pressed his palm on the back of Shangguan Ruomeng's heart regardless of his injuries. A surging spiritual energy of life was desperately transported into Shangguan Ruomeng's body. After a moment, he used
Shangguan Ruomeng's injury has improved slightly.
However, as a result, Feng Jueyu spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his entire body was almost on the verge of collapse of his spiritual power.
When Long Xiaotian and Long Yan were about to say anything, Feng Jueyu stopped them with his hands and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I can't die yet."
With the two energies of life and death protecting his body, it is indeed very difficult to kill Feng Jueyu. However, he is now seriously injured and needs time to recover with the spirit of life. He does not have much time to care about other things. What's more, now
A mysterious guy came...
An extremely powerful guy...
Compared to Ning Yao, this mysterious guy has the same water spiritual power as Ning Yao, and the power is even more powerful. In the encounter just now, it was clear that the opponent gathered his palm strength to block his own sword light.
Feng Jueyu would never think that his Xie Yi Sword could reach the heaven-defying level in terms of moves and strength, and that it could be unstoppable by all. But at least with the blessing of the incandescent fire spirit magic power, ordinary Ling Xu seventh level
Don't even think about blocking it.
However……
The visitor overturned his blind trust in Xie Yijian...
"Peng!"
Feng Jueyu, who was not willing to let others ruin his good deeds, slapped his palm to the ground angrily, and his whole body was ejected into the air again, facing the person coming from a distance.
In the vast mist, the person who came slowly revealed his true body. He was an old man. His age was indistinguishable. His old age was particularly profound compared to Ning Yao who had taken off his disguise, as if he had lived for hundreds of years.
Yes, the whole person is as skinny as a skinny bone, with not even a bit of flesh on his body.
However, this person's eyes are radiating with a stern light, as if two suns with large pupils are embedded in the eye sockets, making people shudder at just one glance...
"Who are you?" Feng Jueyu asked loudly as he stared at the old man who ruined his good deeds, his eyes showing undisguised anger.
The skinny old man stood up straight, seemingly unable to hear Feng Jueyu's accusation. Instead, he slowly moved his gaze to Zhang Yuanze, Yu Wenchen, Huang Zun... these people.
When those eyes full of coercion and sternness swept over every Holy Emperor expert, many Holy Emperors headed by Zhang Yuanze and others showed extremely horrified expressions. After a moment, Huang Zun took the lead to bow.
He gave a salute and greeted the old man with the respectful attitude of a younger generation towards their elders...
"Huang Zun pays homage to Senior Yan De..."
"Zhang Yuanze has met senior Yan De..."
Yu Wenchen, Shi Mantu, Lou Qing, Lei Ya, and Mangyue all bowed down without exception...
This scene directly caused everyone inside and outside the chaotic Gongling Peak to feel solemn. The surrounding areas became silent, and Feng Jueyu's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Although he had never heard of who "Yan De" was, he had seen the respectful respect from many Holy Emperors.
It can be seen from his performance that this old man named Yan De should be a generation higher than Zhang Yuanze and others. Is he some kind of hidden master?
While Feng Jueyu was thinking, Wen Songren had already flown over, stood next to Feng Jueyu, gave him a reassuring look, and immediately asked: "Brother Feng, do you recognize this person?"
Feng Jueyu shook his head, with an expression of complete ignorance.
Wen Songren suddenly said: "This person's cultivation level is not bad, at least not worse than that of Ning Yao."
Feng Jueyu nodded in agreement. Wen Songren didn't need to say anything, he could also feel the arrogant aura permeating the old man's body. This aura was so heavy on his heart that it seemed that he couldn't think of any resistance.
At this time, Xu Ningzhong also flew over, standing with Feng Jueyu and Wen Songren, with an unusually solemn expression: "I have heard that Danhua Fairy Ning Yao left Wanyue Heavenly Palace with her teacher Yande in the 90th year. Could this person be
Is he Ning Yao’s master?”
"What?" Wen Songren opened his mouth in surprise: "The apprentice is so powerful, is her master a master of the Shinto realm?"
"Trouble." Xu Ningzhong also took a deep breath, and his whole body tensed up.
Feng Jueyu shuddered subconsciously. He did feel a power from the old man that he could not understand. With his understanding of spiritual power, if he could not explain the source of the power in the old man, I am afraid that the old man should have reached
The realm of Shinto realm.
At such a critical moment, it is obviously not a good thing for someone from the Shinto realm, who is from Wanyue Tiangong with a higher seniority than Ning Yao and Yin Congfu, to come.
Today's battle was full of twists and turns, attracting so many masters. Feng Jueyu suddenly felt helpless. Waiting to see how the situation develops, he couldn't tell whether Zhou Nanjing could escape the disaster.
The cold wind blew across the top of the mountain, washing away the dull and depressing atmosphere, but it still could not make people feel the breath of peace from the silence. On the contrary, after Yan De appeared, the hearts of the warriors in Zhounan Realm followed this old man with high virtue and extraordinary skill.
Hit rock bottom...
In today's battle, life and death are still uncertain...
"Uncle Master." After a moment of silence, Yin Congfu sent out a sad and angry help, and at the same time confirmed the identity of the old man in everyone's mind.
Yan Dewei waved his hand to interrupt Yin Congfu, floated down from the air, and stood beside Ning Yao. He changed his previous arrogance and arrogance. A caring warmth flashed in his old eyes, and he asked softly:
"Yao'er, how are you?"
Ning Yao had lost her eyesight, her skills were greatly damaged, and she was exhausted. When she heard this very familiar voice, she said sadly and resentfully: "Master, my disciple has lost."
"It doesn't matter, master is here." The old man sighed softly, and immediately exuded huge pressure.
It was as if the tsunami that had just disappeared emerged from the other side of the mountain again, with a powerful momentum that submerged the mountains.
Slowly looking back, Yan De's eyes underwent a series of changes, from unruly to cold, from ruthless to angry, as if a volcano was about to erupt: "Humph, Huang Zun, Zhang Yuanze, Yu Wenchen, what made you
Waiting to do this to my Wanyue Heavenly Palace..."
Yan De's question made many Holy Emperors tremble with fear. Huang Zun broke out in a cold sweat and quickly explained: "Senior Yan De, you have misunderstood. In fact, this matter is due to the grudge between Zhou Nan and the Holy Land.
Get up, I'm just waiting..."
"Is it him?" Yan De interrupted Huang Zun and cast his stern eyes at Feng Jueyu, who also had a weak aura.
Feng Jueyu was about to speak, but Wen Songren stood up unexpectedly, holding his fists in his hands: "Wen Songren, the forty-fourth generation disciple of the Huoxiu Sect in Xiahongtu, dare to ask the senior Gao's name."
"Um?"
Wen Songren did not reveal his identity before he came, but when he revealed his identity as a warrior within the Hongtu, the whole place immediately caused an uproar.
Unexpectedly, the person Feng Jueyu brought was actually a master from within Hongtu, and he seemed to have a good background.
Everyone's expressions changed slightly as they looked at Wen Songren...
To be honest, Wen Songren's strength is not enough to intimidate the heroes, but everyone knows what is behind a grand master. It is a prosperous Tianmen, although his strength is not comparable to Feng Jueyu, Ning Yao or even
He is comparable to Yu Yande, but his background is impossible to ignore.
"The people inside the grand plan..." A trace of surprise and reluctance flashed across Yan De's face.
"Exactly."
Yan De paused for a moment in surprise, and then asked: "Zhou Nan and Wanyue Tiangong have a personal grudge. Since you are a friend of the inner circle, why did you interfere."
Wen Songren was overjoyed. Since the other party used "friend" to talk to him, it meant that he was afraid of his own background. He thought about it and said immediately: "Because Mr. Feng is a friend of the humble sect..."