The night is cold and solemn, and the cold wind is like a whip in the hand of an executioner, ruthlessly blowing across the faces of the Changchun Valley disciples. The coldness and cruelty crazily destroys their confidence that is almost fragile to the extreme, and they walk step by step towards the depths of the cold abyss.
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With the mysterious death of another Changchun Valley disciple, the Changchun Valley disciples headed by Yu Yi finally reached the edge of nervous breakdown. Fear, fear, panic, and all negative emotions spread in everyone's heart.
In fact, not only them, but also the four Wen Songren who followed Feng Jueyu had expressions of shock and unspeakable fear on their faces.
They were watching secretly in the woods. They had known that Feng Jueyu would suddenly kill him, so they coincidentally saw the death process of the Changchun Valley disciple. This sight did not matter, the four of them were so frightened that they almost bit their tongues off.
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Recalling the process of Feng Jueyu's attack, they didn't know what words to use to describe it. In fact, the process was quite simple. The four of them were even a little confused and were not sure whether the black figure was Feng Jueyu.
To be precise, it was not a person at all. The white mist that suddenly appeared turned into a sharp sword in an instant. It appeared from the ground unpredictably, and then the white mist sword found one of the Changchun Valleys.
The disciple pierced the person from behind. The sword shadow trembled rapidly and violently when it hit the person's body, as if it was strangulating and spinning a bloody hole in the person's back, causing the fog to flow.
The sword penetrates easily...
Then the four people saw the most terrifying scene of killing they had ever seen in their lives. The fog sword entered the body and disappeared. In an instant, a terrifying force formed and smashed the opponent's sternum into pieces, including the important heart organs.
And was crushed into pieces. The huge power completed the killing blow from the inside of the body and then disappeared instantly, but it did not mean the end. Because the power of the fog sword was too strong, a residual spiritual magic power drained the blood inside the body.
It triggers an expanding storm, which eventually crushes the opponent's chest from the inside out.
It can be said that the disciple from Changchun Valley had not completely died when his heart was destroyed. The last straw was the painful moment when the blood squeezed out of his chest.
How much sin must he have suffered to die in such a miserable way.
Wen Songren finally understood why Feng Jueyu didn't let the three of him intervene. He used this method to sneak attack the disciples of Changchun Valley. In addition to not exposing his identity, he could also put great mental pressure on the other party.
It makes them panic, helpless and even timid, and eventually they lose the confidence to fight back.
When they lose confidence, their strength will be reduced to the lowest point. This is an extremely terrifying and clever assassination method.
At this moment, Wen Songren suddenly had an illusion, as if Feng Jueyu was not a master with profound knowledge in martial arts at all. In comparison, his method of killing was his strongest trump card. This method of assassination was comparable to
He is called the king of the killer world.
On the other side, Yu Yi finally realized the seriousness of the problem. The other party had repeatedly succeeded in setting up ambush and assassination, which must have put huge mental pressure on him. Not to mention the person's skill, this method alone was enough for them to improve.
Be vigilant, but no matter how vigilant you are, it doesn't seem to be of much use. The opponent's strength is too high, even shockingly terrifying. If the stalemate continues like this, it will not do any good to your side.
Thinking of this, Yu Yi made a decision: "Chen Fang, Chen Zheng, you two lead people to break out of the encirclement and return to the sect to report the news."
Two capable men in the team stood up and nodded solemnly...
Yu Yi said loudly: "Protect Chen Fang and Chen Zheng. Once anyone is found suspicious, we will surround and kill him with all our strength."
After the order was given, Yu Yi and his men kept the formation intact and slowly moved towards the way they came. At the same time, everyone's spiritual power was fully released, completely covering a radius of several miles.
It's just that they couldn't realize that Feng Jueyu was not around at this moment, but at their feet. This is where the power of the Shukuchi technique lies. They couldn't have expected that the person who attacked them would actually use
It is similar to the method of earth escape, so he does not consciously release his spiritual consciousness into the ground. If Yu Yi suddenly used his spiritual consciousness to survey the ground at this time, he would definitely find that the earth spiritual energy in a place under his feet was not pure...
Feng Jueyu, who was underground, felt the rapid loss of true energy and didn't take it seriously. After all, he had thousands of true essences from the elixir orifices that he could squander. These true essences could be transformed into spiritual magic power. With his profound cultivation at the seventh level of Lingxu,
In conjunction with the Shrinking Earth Technique and the Mist Sword Spiritual Technique in the Fumiao Holy Technique, it is really the best way to conduct a sneak attack and assassination.
Feeling the overwhelming spiritual power in his body, Feng Jueyu's cold heart seemed to have formed ice crystals...
kill!
This is his only thought now. Sun Changchun and Sun Changqing have indeed reached an agreement with Ning Yao. They actually want to use the blood of 20,000 martial arts cultivators in Zhou Nan as a gift for Ning Yao's marriage. Such cruel and insidious guys must not do it.
Leave.
With this thought, Feng Jueyu was desperate. Even if Yu Yi and others knelt down to beg for mercy, they would not loosen their original intention at all.
Looking at the two masters of the fourth level of Lingxu who were preparing to leave in the crowd, Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows and quickly used his true energy to transform it into the divine power of water spirit magic, turning it into a cloud of mist and floating out from the ground.
There is no discomfort between earth and water. The Great Wind Killer, who has put a lot of effort into the three systems of spiritual power these days, has long been accustomed to this sudden transformation method.
In the past, except for practicing the magical power of impermanence of life and death, he had simply dismissed other mental methods of Hongtu. Now he knew that the mysterious skills circulated around Hongtu could not be compared with the inherited spiritual methods, divine power and mysterious skills.
The Holy Technique of Fumiao is like an immortal magic that can make people change their form, and the Mist Sword Spiritual Technique is the most brilliant technique in the assassination industry.
As his mind turned, Feng Jueyu turned into clouds and drifted on the ground, like a mist rising from the surface. It was difficult for people to detect his existence. He followed the two people lightly and stopped at their feet. The next moment,
Feng Jueyu forced the true energy to a larger point, and the five elements' method of seizing the world suddenly broke out.
He has long been familiar with the method of using the five elements to seize the world and cooperate with the Return to True Explosion. In the past, he used the true energy and energy, but now they have all been replaced by spiritual magic and divine power, and the power is even more astonishing.
When Yu Yi and others were unaware, he activated the Guizhen Explosion.
A huge aura quickly converged, creating a precursor to a change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. However, before Yu Yi and others could react, a huge roar suddenly exploded among the team.
"boom!"
The terrifying ripples of five-color spiritual energy erupted strangely, forming a wave of energy that spread out in all directions. Wen Songren had seen with his own eyes how strong Feng Jueyu was, but the mysterious skill of Gui Zhenbang was not
It was his first time to use it, and the energy ripples with the five colors of aura of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth exploded accompanied by a roar, and the few Changchun Valley disciples closest to him in the team were immediately blown into minced meat.
Blood and flesh foam spattered in all directions, adding a terrifying bloodiness to the ghost forest.
"ah……"
Several screams immediately resounded, breaking the original tranquility in the ghost forest. Two disciples, Chen Fang and Chen Zheng, were preparing to leave. They never thought that a big explosion was discovered in the center of the team. The two of them turned around in surprise to take a look.
Something happened, but what greeted them was an illusory gray fog sword.
"What is this?" Chen Fang and Chen Zheng were stunned. Suddenly, they felt their chest being crushed by a strong force, and bright red blood arrows shot out.
"Puff!"
Blood arrows spurted out, blood spattered five steps, and the strong smell of blood filled the scene, making the gloomy ghost forest look like a ghost. The moon was crooked like an evil ghost's grin, taunting Yu Yi's expression of fear...
Just when Yu Yi screamed out, Chen Fang and Chen Zheng had already fallen straight down, leaving them with eyes that could not close their eyes and the oozing blood hole in their chests.
Once the battle started, Feng Jueyu no longer had to hide his existence. He held it with one hand, and a purple long sword flew out of Hong Yuan's space. Holding it tightly in his hand, Feng Jueyu turned into a ball of wind and sand.
The sky was filled with dust.
"Suffer death..."
It was like a tornado was sweeping up crazily, and tragic screams were heard one after another...
"Damn, someone attacked me."
"Who the hell is this on the right? It looks like a ghost."
"Ah, Great Elder, help me..."
"Puff puff……"
The screams of fear, tearful shouts, and helpless efforts spread for several miles in an instant, and the cold wind seemed to play ruthlessly in tune with the strings that were the prelude to this killing.
The killing unfolded majestically, but the process was shockingly fast. In less than a few dozen breaths, the killing ended perfectly.
When Feng Jueyu appeared in front of everyone, everyone except Yu Yi stood in place like wooden stakes in various postures, as if time had stopped.
Feng Jueyu stood majestically holding his sword, looking directly at Yu Yi coldly, turning a blind eye to the dozen Changchun Valley disciples around him.
For some reason, Yu Yi found that he did not dare to look into this man's eyes as he locked eyes with Feng Jueyu, as if there was a cold and murderous intention in his eyes that could shatter all his confidence.
"You, are you Feng Jueyu?"
Just one day ago, Yu Yi met Feng Jueyu. Although he was not present when he was in the palace, when Feng Jueyu and Zhiwu Cai Sun Changchun and Sun Changqing came out of the room, he unexpectedly paid attention.
Later he found out that Feng Jueyu was the enemy of the Second Valley Master’s wife.
When he wrote down Feng Jueyu's appearance, Yu Yi didn't take it seriously. He felt that he was just a young boy from the periphery and could not be compared with Changchun Valley. Even when Ning Yao brought people to the periphery to carry out the tasks ordered by the Valley Master, Ning Yao
I didn't take his reminder to heart.
Now he finally understood what kind of person Changchun Valley had gotten into.