Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Hearing that the warriors outside called him "Mr. Mo", this person gave orders, and besides the three basalt masters, Feng Jueyu was almost certain that he could enter and leave the underground dark room. This man was the Mogd whom Ram Yu had spoken of.

The man who set up the strange formation.

Trouble, if Mogude comes in and sees that the hundred-year-old snow lotus is lost, it will be as difficult as going out.

Listening to the sound of footsteps outside the passage, Feng Jueyu was anxious. Although there are many secret rooms in the underground dark room, there are pitifully few things inside, and the open ones do not even have a hiding place. In the passageway, waiting for those basaltic realms to happen, wouldn't they be made dumplings?

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu curled his lips cruelly: "Mogud, you are out of luck, tomorrow is your death day."

The evil emperor's murderous intentions appeared, and Feng Jueyu hid behind the wall of the dark room for a moment, restrained his aura, and waited quietly for Mogud to come to his door.

"Tread, step, step..."

Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps from far to near, and he was about to reach the door of the darkroom where the hundred-year-old snow lotus was hidden. Feng Jueyu slowly squatted in the corner, pressing his right hand on the handle full of precious stones. on the hilt of the sword.

Soon, one person walked in, and it was Mogood. He thought he was eager to know whether the hundred-year-old snow lotus had been stolen. After Mogood came in, he went straight to the box in the dark room and walked over. There is also a person squatting.

A man strong enough to end his life in an instant.

Seeing Mogude approaching the box, Feng Jueyu Divine Art had already been activated, Mogude stretched out his hand to hold the lid of the box, and was about to open it, when he suddenly froze.

"Not good." He didn't see the loss of the hundred-year-old snow lotus box, but saw that the sword hanging on the wall was missing. Mogud, who had always been cautious, suddenly felt the horror of being targeted by a poisonous snake, and couldn't help it. He let out a low cry.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of sword roaring like a dragon's chant, and a bright silver light was reflected on the dark wall of the secret room.Appearing almost at the same time as Mogood's voice, exuding a creepy sharp aura, stabbing awe-inspiringly.

The hairs all over Mogude's body were blown up, his body was not low in cultivation, similar to Feng Jueyu, and in the midst of danger, he alertly noticed that the sword coming from behind was extremely extraordinary. The cold air from the acupoint burst out, and the person who made the shot was absolutely proficient in the art of assassination and sneak attack.

This sword didn't even have a chance for him to call for help, it was about to pierce Dazhui acupoint...

After all, Mogood is not a kind person. He also joined the killer business in the early years, and he immediately understood the horror of this sword, and even the thought of calling for help was left behind by him. On the left side of the crooked side, the speed is so fast that it is not under Feng Jueyu.

puff!

This sword failed to hit the vital point, and the sword edge swept across Mogude's right cheek and brought out a large bloody flower, which was extremely delicate, fresh and amazing...

On the tip of the sword, there were two or two cheeks, and it was thrown bloody on the wall.

Feng Jueyu's sword was too fast, and it was a blessing in misfortune that Mogude was able to get injured on the right side of his cheek. It was also thanks to the vigilance he honed when he joined the killer business that he was able to temporarily save him. Life.

However, the painful feeling of tearing made him cry out in a low voice: "Ah!"

"Damn, is he actually a master?"

Feng Jueyu, who stabbed the sword in the dark room, leaned forward, as if he didn't expect Mogud's skill to be so good. Seeing his toes tipping to the left, he stood up again like a tumbler. Turning into a sharp arrow and rushing towards the dark room, Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth in hatred.

This damn physical fitness still needs to be honed...

Feng Jueyu cursed secretly twice. In fact, if it was the body of his previous life, he was absolutely sure that this sword would make Mogude go to see Hades without making a sound. It's a pity that the time is not with me, Feng Jueyu's flesh You can't fully grasp the embryos. If you are sneak attacking and assassinating some mediocre people, you won't be able to tell. But if you are facing a master, even if any part of your body is out of coordination, you will lose the opportunity and right to kill the opponent.

Going back this time will definitely hone this physical body, damn it...

Belly flattened, Feng Jueyu's movements did not stop, a sword stabbed his body forward, his right foot flew up and kicked fiercely on the wooden box, borrowing the power of a wild goose flying into the sky, he twisted his body and turned his direction before coming out a sword.

In the flash of cold light, the blade of the sword suddenly rang out with a melodious groan, and the sudden flow of true energy urged the sharp edge of the blade to rub against the air to produce a shriek, which was very pleasant to hear.

Feng Jueyu secretly praised: "Good sword."Immediately, he saw Mogud rushing out of the dark room, and then his heart was completely in Feng Jueyu's field of vision.

It's too late, it's too soon...

Feng Jueyu saw Mogude, who was swaying left and right, slamming left and right, twisting up and down, his posture was extremely weird, and he was deliberately avoiding his own sword to escape. He was not sure where his throat was, and Killer Feng immediately The key parts are locked in the heart.

"Come……"

Just as Mogude escaped from the door and shouted for help, Feng Jueyu's sword also arrived...

There is no fancy sword, and it is stabbed out in the sharpest, simplest, and fastest way. As the true energy of the seven major acupoints of Baiqiao Zhoudan surges out, this sword comes like a thunderbolt from the blue sky. The sound of the sword produced a clear echo.

"Om..."

A must-kill sword...

"puff!"

Impartially pierced into Mogood's heart from the back of his heart, Mogood couldn't help howling in pain: "Ah..."

This time Feng Jueyu was ready, and he must not let him make a sound, so before Mogud could shout, Feng Jueyu quickly ran behind him, grabbed his hair, and the other Throwing away the sword, he tightly covered Mogood's mouth...

"Uh...uh...uh..."

Mogood struggled twice and swallowed his last breath unwillingly. From the beginning to the end, he didn't see what the person who attacked him looked like.

Throwing Mogud on the ground, he quickly took off the robe Mogud was wearing and put it on his body, Feng Jueyu picked up the sword and slung it on his waist, and quickly escaped from the dark room.

I can't wait any longer, too much time has been wasted inside, if the other party finds out, it will be difficult to run away.

Thinking in his heart, Feng Jueyu didn't even have time to check whether Mogude was really dead, so he escaped quickly.

When he came to the entrance of the passage, Feng Jueyu was shocked to find that there were at least seven or eight fighters outside the passage, and the other party also heard the sound of hurried footsteps inside.

Immediately after the sound of the sword being unsheathed, several men who were not weak in cultivation and had real martial arts skills rushed down.

"Who? Mo... Mr. Mo..."

The three people who rushed down saw the clothes of Mogude that Feng Jueyu was wearing, and the light in the passage was extremely dark, so it was difficult to see their faces, so they immediately recognized the wrong person.

A sharp-eyed kid noticed that Feng Jueyu's body was covered with blood stains, and his face turned pale with shock. He pulled out the sword with a choke sound, and asked with a cautious attitude: "Mr. Mo... what's wrong with you?"

Feng Jueyu lowered his head, covered his chest and coughed wildly: "Damn, didn't you see that the old man was injured? There was a spy in there, and the old man had already killed him. The hundred-year-old snow lotus has been lost, and no one is sent to chase it. ..."

The three men looked at each other and were stunned: "Mr. Mo, your voice."

Fuck, enough thieves, this can't fool you?Feng Jueyu frowned, and shouted: "I still ask, go after it, I will use your heads to question the crime when it is too late."

The three trembled in fright, not doubting it, and one of them gave an order before they left the passage: "The hundred-year-old snow lotus is lost, Mr. Mo is injured, don't stay there, hurry up and inform the master, and lead someone to chase..."

With this order, the three of them will go up...

But at this moment, a weak and angry growl came from inside the passage: "Don't trust him, I won't... Mo..."

"who?"

Even Feng Jueyu was taken aback by the sudden change. The four of them subconsciously looked back and saw Mogud crawling towards this side with all his might, holding a torch in his hand. Zhezi clearly illuminated his ferocious old face.

"Mr. Mo?" The three warriors were all startled, and the leader said angrily, "Damn, he's not Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo's heart is on the right side."

Nima.

Feng Jueyu almost passed out when he heard the words, no wonder the trip went smoothly today, I thought it was a change of luck, so I was waiting for this young master here, I'm sorry, such a nonsense thing can make you Ben rarely met, what a fucking failure.

Feng Jueyu was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, he was really inferior to the sky, and unexpectedly encountered a strange person in the field of human fertility.Mogude's heart grows on the right side, that young master's sword pierced the wrong place.

In desperation, Feng Jueyu knew that a fierce battle was inevitable, reached into his waist and drew out his sword, and rushed forward...

The three warriors were startled and opened their postures. Although the speed was not as fast as Feng Jueyu, they quickly sealed the passageway.The person at the head shouted to the outside more alertly: "There are spies, close the secret compartment and notify the master..."

Swish swish!

As soon as this sound came out, accompanied by three saber lights slashing down, Feng Jueyu became more anxious when he heard the man shouting, murderous intent surged, and the sword in his hand pulled out several sword flowers and rushed forward.

"When, when, when..."

The crisp sound of three sword strikes came to mind immediately, and to the surprise of all four, the sword actually cut the opponent's three treasured swords in half like cutting tofu in the first confrontation. The three were stunned.

"My day, a peerless sword."

Feng Jueyu was also shocked when he saw it. This sword cuts iron like mud. Could it be the legendary "peerless sword"?

His eyes swept across the sword, and two small characters were clearly engraved on the sword above the sword pool, which was called: Zhan Shang.

War of War!

Long-term battle with the army, thousands of souls before the battle.

These two simple words made Feng Jueyu immediately recall the history of Tiannan. According to legend, Tiannan is a land of abundance and the head of the imperial capital of the Taixuan Continent. , There was once a country where there was a young general in the army. This general was not a high-ranking general, but he was extremely skilled. He was the only one in the rumors. He fought in a total of 72 battles, and all the enemies he killed were defeated. However, this person was seriously ill and could not live past twenty, so he died young.

And following this, among the majestic soldiers and horses, there should be a sword handed down to future generations, and it is this "War of War".

Long battles accompanied by strong troops, thousands of souls in front of the battle, that is to say, this general and this sword.

Zhan Shang, just hearing this name brings endless sadness and coldness, and is full of the heroic spirit of a man...

Feng Jueyu got his name from the sword, his blood was surging and his confidence was greatly increased. He rushed forward in two or three steps, sweeping thousands of troops with one stroke, only to see the white light in the passageway, and the several-foot-long sword edge swept across the sky, cutting off the inside of it in an instant. The throats of the two, followed by the last person who escaped from the sword's edge, fell under the clutches of Feng Jueyu and had his throat strangled.

"Click"

He didn't give the man a chance to beg for mercy at all, the claws like dragon claws pinched the man's throat, Feng Jueyu twisted forcefully, the neck broke directly, the man passed away in despair and fear, until his death his eyes were closed It is wide open.