Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The cold current instantly suppressed the burning waves of fire for no reason, and the strong arrogance was replaced by the ebb and flow of cold current in an instant. In the west corner of the forest, a powerful aura firmly controlled it. The display of the fiery red hand wiped out the old man's powerful divine power with a decisive momentum...

"Mistake, what a mistake..."

The old man who asked for a long time without saying a word finally let out a low cry, and saw the fire-type divine power in his body twitching crazily, and the strong-luck heart formula tried to free the big fiery red hand from the heavy cold sword.

It's just that the horror of the first level of Xuanshui is not something he can understand. During the repeated struggles, the cold sweat on the old man's forehead flowed more and more, and the power of the secret burning hand was inadvertently wiped out. It doesn't matter if Fa is defeated, but the old man can't stand the icy coldness of the first level Xuanshui. After a long time, the palms of the old man who is not far away are densely covered with ice crystals.

This is the most terrible thing for a cultivator who has cultivated the power of the fire department.

The horror of the first layer of Xuanshui lies in its extremely high density. Xuanshui, ranked fifth in the sky, has a strong penetrating power by nature, like a highly poisonous poison, freezing everything from the body to the blood. Don't look at the palm of the old man. There are not many ice crystals in the place, but they penetrated into the old man's body like ants with bones, like thousands of ants devouring the heart and going straight to the yellow dragon.

Feeling a layer of mysterious water that penetrated into his body, the old man was terrified, clapped his hands, and drank in a loud voice: "Hua", a burst of fire-type divine power quickly gushed out, directly sealing the main vein of his arm, and then drove straight into it. Generally competed with Yichong Xuanshui.

That is to say, the old man's cultivation base is extremely high, and the first layer of Xuanshui can't fully display his cultivation base. After several breaths of resistance, the old man finally dissolved all of Xuanshui.

However, this action consumed a lot of the old man's divine power. However, at this time, Feng Jueyu had already destroyed the fiery red hand, and flew towards him wielding a long sword. Without the magical hand, Feng Jueyu's target became only the old man. One, completely bursting out the essence of his swordsmanship.

He evolved Xie Yijian from the Xiehuang Six Swords, and felt that there were many flaws in the sword technique. After that, he abandoned the sword technique and changed it into various basic moves, chopping, chopping, picking, stabbing, and teasing. Another ordinary sword move turned decay into magic under the emergence of sword intent.

It is often said that the sword is the soldier of the emperor, with awe-inspiring righteousness and supreme avenue;

However, Feng Jueyu's sword was crafted in a tricky and weird way, with the intention of appearing and disappearing. The sword came out like a snake and ghostly, piercing one after another, targeting the old man's vital points and dead spots. This set of swordsmanship had no track to follow. Xun, it all depends on his consciousness, and the old man is in a hurry when he hits him immediately.

In fact, no matter how exquisite Feng Jueyu's swordsmanship is, it is not invincible in the world. Apart from dodging and blocking, there are many other ways to crack the sword, such as entering the sword with bare hands, catching with palms, fists and claws, etc. Jueyu's sword was broken, but the blame is that this sword is not the other sword, Feng Jueyu's long sword has the characteristics of a layer of mysterious water, sticky like poison will penetrate rapidly, the old man did not dare to fight recklessly for a while up.

Under the ups and downs, Feng Jueyu gained power and was relentless, one sword was as fast as a sword, accompanied by the sound of the sword piercing the sky and thunder, several moves were made, and the old man was hit several feet away.

At this moment, the old man was so miserable and annoyed that he was speechless. He intended to test Feng Jueyu's strength, so he didn't report his name. However, the result made the old man greatly unexpected.

He didn't expect Feng Jueyu to have such a sharp weapon, which happened to be able to restrain his fire power. In desperation, the old man could only split his hands, forming a weird handprint...

Feng Jueyu was attacking with all his strength, when suddenly a terrifying aura emanated from the old man. When he looked up, the old man pinched out a golden sun halo, which was like a bean-sized lingering around his fingertips.

It was the appearance of this sun halo that suffocated Feng Jueyu's breath suddenly, and the divine power in his body seemed to be faintly suppressed. For a while, Feng Jueyu found that he could not control the long sword in his hand with ease.

At this time, the old man shouted in unison: "Go!"

As soon as the halo in his hand changed, the punching pillar of Lihua Huo hit Feng Jueyu's sword fiercely like a laser beam as thick as a thumb.

when!

A heavy and turbulent force slammed into the sword, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt a numbness in his arm, he felt a sharp pain in his right hand holding Xuanzhong's long sword, and he almost couldn't help throwing the long sword out .

Feng Jueyu knew that he was able to fight the old man with more than a hundred moves, all relying on the long sword transformed from the arm bone of the Great Sage King, so he quickly used the five-colored divine power to hold the long sword firmly, but he was hit by the fire. As soon as he hit the pillar, he could no longer maintain a stable body shape. In order to avoid injury to his internal organs, he released all the divine power in his body, and quickly drifted back, so as to withdraw and release the divine power of the pillar.

This retreat, the humiliation that Feng Jueyu felt, was the furthest distance he had withdrawn in his life. It was more than ten feet away. If it wasn't for a layer of Xuanshui to remove the fire from the punching column, he might have to retreat even further .

After finally stopping in the distance, Feng Jueyu hastily and vigilantly set up the arm bone sword of the Great Sage King, to prevent the old man from forcibly taking the middle.

It's just that when he raised his head, the old man didn't pursue him, instead he took three long breaths in the air and smiled slightly.

In fact, Feng Jueyu didn't notice the old man's malice at the beginning, otherwise he might have discovered the old man's existence without Xuan Zhong's reminder.

Now seeing the old man smiling and looking at him, Feng Jueyu knew that the old man probably came to compete with him.

However, Feng Jueyu was still shocked by the old man's divine power, holding the long sword in his hand, Feng Jueyu frowned, and asked in his heart: "Why is this old man so powerful?"

Xuanzhong said solemnly: "This is the power of Xiao Jinyang's divine power, just like what you human cultivators have said, true qi and divine power are two completely different properties, and Xiao Jinyang's divine power is equal to divine power, and what you use Divine power, to put it bluntly, is similar to true energy. There is no comparison between the two. This person did not use Xiao Jinyang's divine power before, which means that he has reservations about you and does not want to use all his strength. Otherwise, even if I cooperate with you, you It won't last long either."

Feng Jueyu's eyes suddenly lit up, Xiao Jinyang's supernatural power is so powerful, he is now more and more curious about the Chongyang realm.

At this time, the old man finally spoke: "Wind worship is really different, this old man has opened his eyes today."

Feng Jueyu's heart shuddered, feeling the old man's kindness, he immediately put away the long sword and threw it into Hong Yuan's space.

The fight between the two has reached such a point that there is no need to continue. From the demeanor of the old man, it can be seen that he does not intend to fight anymore.

Let Xuan Zhong leave the arm bone of the Great Sage King, and the arm bone of the Great Sage King returned to the shape of an arm in the Hong Yuan space again, Feng Jueyu relaxed, and clasped his fists and said: "Thank you for your mercy, senior, I don't know the name of senior Gao? "

He understood that the old man was not fighting himself desperately, so he could almost guess the identity of the old man.

The old man smiled slightly, floated down from the sky, walked up to Feng Jueyu on foot and said: "Hehe, the old man is not merciful, it is the wind priest who has this strength, I really didn't expect that after entering the cloud sword for a few years, the wind priest can reach It's really shameful to be at this level."

"Senior praised you. I have been able to fight with senior until now, all relying on external force. If we fight fairly, I will not be the enemy of senior." This is not Feng Jueyu's modesty. He has been able to fight with the old man until now. At least [-]% of the credit is due to the arm bones of the Holy King. In terms of ability, it is estimated that he only has [-]% of the credit, and the other [-]% is the old man letting him go.

The old man laughed and said in admiration: "Never arrogant or impetuous, the spirit of the wind worshiper is so high, I admire this old man. Do you really not know who this old man is?"

Feng Jueyu shook his head dumbly, and said cheerfully, "I don't know if this junior can guess how much is right."

"Oh, then tell me who the old man is?" The old man became interested.

Feng Jueyu said: "The person who can come and go freely in Yunjian Tianmen without disturbing anyone, and has the cultivation base of Chongyang state, I am afraid that within a radius of tens of miles, there is only the patriarch of Dangjianling in this sect. Alright, senior ancestor, is my guess right?"

"Ha ha……"

Hearing the sound, the old man laughed wildly, and said sassily: "Feng Jueyu is worthy of being Feng Jueyu. His cultivation, state of mind, and wisdom are all dragons among men. That's right, old Zhou Zude is exactly the ancestor you mentioned. However, in front of the Fengfu, the old man is not worthy of the word "Old Ancestor". The so-called "Old Ancestor" exists like a god. "

"Zhou Zude?" Feng Jueyu's heart was awe-inspiring, and he said to himself that it was true.

There is only one Yang Chong master in Yunjian Tianmen, Feng Jueyu now knows that this person is called Zhou Zude, he is worthy of being called Patriarch, his strength is really extraordinary.

Since Zhou Zude did not allow him to be called Patriarch, Feng Jueyu could only respectfully call him Senior. He wanted to use his strength to call him Senior without losing himself, so Feng Jueyu respectfully said: "This junior has seen Senior Zhou. .”

"Haha, no courtesy, no courtesy." Although Zhou Zude didn't take much advantage, he was in a good mood. He smiled and waved his hands and said, "There is no need to be polite for the wind worship, let's talk?"

Feng Jueyu happily said: "Please advise, senior."

"I don't dare to give advice. In fact, this old man should have come out to meet Feng Bong. Before that, I would like to thank Feng Bong for bringing four yang-making fairy fruits to our sect. With these four fairy fruits, within 30 years, Yunjian will become a There is a different view."

It seems that Zhou Zude already knew about the Sun-making Society, Feng Jueyu humbly said: "This is what juniors should do."

While talking, the two started to stroll around Xijiaolin.