Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The top masters have always had a unique ability to sense magic weapons. This ability comes from their intensive study and deep understanding of martial arts. Identify the grade of the magic weapon.

It is obvious that the magic weapon in Feng Jueyu's hands has definitely reached the level of Jinbao, and what makes Leng Youhen extremely resentful is that the energy emitted by this magic weapon has another extremely rare source of cold energy.

Although Leng Youhen couldn't tell the origin of the cold air, his long-term combat experience told him that this magic weapon was quite dangerous, enough to threaten his life.

Therefore, after Leng Youhen came into contact with the sword possessed by Xuanzhong, he decided to stop immediately and never touch such a thing again.

And he flashed away quickly, although he didn't use all his strength, the coldness and ferocity from the source of Yin still made Killer Feng's internal organs tremble.

Leng Youhen's casual claw is equal to Wu Buyong's nearly [-]% strength blow, which is really unimaginable to Feng Jueyu. With just this move, Feng Jueyu can roughly test Leng Youhen The true strength of this battle is completely different from the feeling of seeing it from a distance. The boundless power of the gods made him deeply appreciate the powerful cultivation of a master of the Sunshine Realm, and it also made this battle extremely confusing...

"Prick your hands, be careful." Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth and suppressed the galloping Qi and blood in his body, and divine power gushed out from the Qiandanqiao acupoint. The real means of ghosts.

Thinking in this way, Feng Jueyu handed the Xuanzhong Possessed Sword to his left hand. Both of his left and right hands can wield the sword. The divine power of the soil system.

With the combination of Dali Jue and Xuanwu Shenquan, Feng Jueyu's aura exploded several times in an instant, and the sand and gravel rolled wildly on the casserole-sized fist, and he killed Leng Youhen in a mighty manner.

As everyone knows, Leng Youhen at this time is not willing to fight with Feng Jueyu. The moment before he touched the sword possessed by Xuanzhong, the damaged meridian seemed to be frozen by the eternal spring, and his breath The blood and divine powers are all blocked, and their metabolism is sluggish, as if they are not able to continue. Although Feng Jueyu misunderstood his cultivation level at this time, Leng Youhen is still very afraid of the precious blade in Feng Jueyu's hand, especially when Feng Jueyu When Yu handed over the sword to his left hand, he misunderstood even more what killing move Feng Jueyu was about to make.

Seeing the fast fist attacking like a tiger roaring like a dragon, Leng Youhen made a swirl to bring up a dark wind. Now the only thing he can rely on is the baby Yin spell, and the little soul baby on the ground rushed towards Feng Jue Yu, at the same time, Leng Youhen flew back, kicked Ning Shentong away with his three legs, and swept towards the front hall.

"Want to run?" Feng Jueyu and Ning Shentong glanced at each other, but didn't say much, and ran straight to the front hall.

At this time, the courtyard has long been turned into a pile of ruins. Under the starry sky in the dark night, countless torches are burning with the fire of conquest, but none of Leng Youhen's wife, son, daughter, and entourage dare to face Feng Jueyu and Feng Jueyu. Ning's supernatural powers to block, this is not a joke, the guy who can confront Leng Youhen head-on, how weak is his means?If they really went up, it was nothing more than adding an extra dead body to Fuyou City Lord's Mansion, maybe there would not even be a whole body left.

But the city lord was in trouble and had to be rescued. A graceful and luxurious young woman in the crowd called her son privately and said, "Lao Liu, rush to send a message and ask the city lord of Funing to send someone to help."

"Mother, Funing City is thousands of miles away, can it be saved?"

"Stupid, Funing City just left today, and he must have just left with a large group of people. Call him back quickly, or it will be too late."

The two mother and son said so, the young man nodded and left...

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At this moment, Feng Jueyu and Ning Shentong were chasing to the front hall in a hurry. Leng Youhen's body skills were good, but due to the previous injury, his energy channels were blocked, and sometimes he had symptoms of madness. Under the attack of the two masters , and then caught up with Wu Buyong, a strong man of the human race. He was caught up in an instant, and Lengyou gritted his teeth angrily.

In desperation, with no way to escape, Leng Youhen could only rely on his own cultivation to rush into the front hall, and went straight to the wall with a strange magic tooth in the center to plunder.

"What is he going to do?"

Feng Jueyu followed closely, and Ning Shentong followed behind. Wu Buyong just entered the palace with Zhu Yizhi in his arms. When he saw Leng Youhen heading straight for the strange wall, Ning Shentong turned pale with shock.

"Sound transmission wall in the hall, stop him."

Ning Shentong drank with a hoarse throat, and the hall shook like the evening drum and morning bell. Although the reminder was fast enough, everyone was still not as fast as Leng Youhen, who was flying like lightning. He punched out , Wisps of black light burst out from the front of the fist, and directly hit the wall. The tortoise pattern on the strange wall scattered, split in all directions, and collapsed.

As soon as the wall was broken, gusts of cold aura gushed out from inside, as if the gate of the canal had been opened, and it kept tilting out. After that, Leng Youhen stood fearlessly in front of the strange wall, clenched his fists, extremely ferocious, Like a mad lion, he roared at everyone: "You ignorant people, even if I die, I won't make it easy for you. Let the countless soul cultivators under Fushiya hunt you down here, haha."

Leng Youhen laughed maniacally, his inner breath suddenly increased, and waves of earth-shattering, ghostly crying and wolf howling divine power gushed out from his body incomparably vast, without any reservation.

Feng Jueyu's heart was shaken, he looked at Zhu Yizhi for help, and at this moment, Ning Shentong roared angrily: "Don't look, he broke the sound transmission wall in the palace, which is equivalent to sending a message to the outside world , within an hour, all the soul cultivators under the rule of Fushiya City will rush here, and we will be stopped and killed endlessly until we die without a whole body."

what?

Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong turned pale with shock, at this moment, the countless gushing souls flew out of the palace, turning a blind eye to the crowd, and then turned into black masses all over the sky and scattered in all directions.

At the same time, the whole city of Fuyou resounded with shouts of killing, as if there were thousands of troops rushing towards the city lord's mansion.

The sound transmission wall in the palace is one of the soul formations used by the residence of the palace to send messages to the outside world. This formation can connect many cities under Fushiya's rule in the city of seven souls, and it can also send messages of unjust souls to the palace lord who died. The news spread to the outside world quickly, and the person who saw the message of the wronged soul would come if they heard the news, because as long as the Palace Master was saved, he would be rewarded heavily by the City Lord Fushiya.

Under the heavy reward, the brave man is fearless...

No one understands this truth, so after hearing such bad news, Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong shivered in unison, and Ning Shentong knew the matter very well, and rushed towards Leng Youhen desperately past.

His spirit method of borrowing corpses has not been lost yet, he strode out like a shooting star, and after a few steps, he confronted Leng Youhen, his claws spread all over the sky, almost wanting to swallow the entire hall, after the clash of fists, palms and claws At the same time, the roof beams of the main hall were flying with dust and crumbling...

Feng Jueyu uttered a foul language, followed by Ning Shentong's attack, the multicolored divine power transformed into a thousand pieces of auspicious colors, and an old punch accompanied by the cold current from the sword possessed by Xuanzhong, which was enough to freeze the earth, quickly crushed Leng You Hate wrapped in it...

Wu Buyong was not idle either. After putting down Zhu Yizhi, he attacked side by side with a scimitar in his hand. He raised it with one hand, and a huge rock smashed towards Leng Youhen.

The fierce and thorough start, the three masters finally spared no effort, came up with ingenious tricks one after another, and drove Leng Youhen into a corner for a while.

Leng Youhen is also considered to be unlucky in fleeting years. First, he was poisoned by Mu Jiuzhou's Binding Powder and was forced to dissipate all his skills, and then he used the killer's magic baby Yin spell, and his soul was shattered in such a helpless situation. The puppet used it to save his life, but in the end, the appearance of Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, making him completely give up hope.

In desperation, he tried his best to wait for rescue, but unfortunately, no one would give him a chance at this time.

Wu Buyong's cultivation at the peak of Xuanzhao is not in vain. The stone-lifting formula is one after another, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and it is so cold that it jumps left and right...

Ning's supernatural powers are not to mention his tall stature, but his claws are even more powerful and extraordinary. With one strike, it is as if there are thousands of claws devouring babies, which is insidious and unpredictable...

But it wasn't these two people who shocked and feared Leng Youhen the most, what was even more frightening was that Feng Jueyu's multicolored divine power could confront him face to face without showing any sign of defeat.

After a lot of chasing and beating, forcing the dog into a poor alley, gradually, even Leng Youhen, who has a profound cultivation base, began to lose his strength. At this time, Wu Buyong spotted a loophole and suddenly moved sideways. Come, insert the scimitar in both hands into Leng Youhen's ribs...

"puff!"

The two sounds of the blade piercing into the flesh cooperated, and two bloody arrows spewed out of Leng Youhen's waist, causing Leng Youhen to cry out angrily in pain: "Ah~, you will have to die."

The severe pain touched the evil fire in Leng Youhen's heart, his heart became ruthless, he raised his claws and swept out regardless of the injury.

At such a close distance, Wu Buyong had no chance to dodge. Immediately, a bloody arrow shot out from his chest, and he was even more injured and flew away.

Seeing five bloodstains on Wu Buyong's body who flew back from his side, Feng Jueyu's scalp exploded, and hatred arose spontaneously.

"I kill you."

Feng Jueyu rushed over like a wolf like a tiger, his fists and swords shot out in all directions, and he rushed to the front with the force of lightning and thunder. The Liuhe Yanzi formula was sent out at will, and a huge five-colored palm print fell from the sky, slapping it fiercely. On the top of Leng Youhen's head, this palm condensed all the power of Feng Jueyu's body, even if Leng Youhen used his elbow to counteract it, he finally couldn't stop this sky-opening palm.

The five-colored palm prints were like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and immediately smashed Leng Youhen's head into pieces.

When the skull exploded, Feng Jueyu still couldn't believe it, but when the blood and brains splashed on his face, he knew that he had successfully killed Leng Youhen.

So Easy……