Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Feng Jueyu didn't even hit hard. Although his Azure Dragon Fist Strength couldn't kill Fatty Sun and Li Yigou with one punch, it would definitely be more powerful if replaced with Liuhe Yanzi Jue.

However, Feng Jueyu's purpose is to delay time rather than kill people, so he is unwilling to use methods that consume too much divine power and consciousness...

The Qinglong Fist Strength is an exception. The two original powers in his body are not weak at all. At this moment, the fist strength blows out enough to freeze the world, causing crystal frost to hang from the crown of the tree above the head in the realm of long-cherished wishes, as if entering the twelfth lunar month of winter. It was because of Xuan Zhong's help.

The ice dragon seals the sky, and the earth glows white...

Under the strength of the Qinglong fist, Fatty Sun and Li Yigou suddenly felt a piercing coldness, and the whole body was so cold that it almost froze in the next moment...

The faces of the two suddenly turned pale...

Feng Jueyu didn't use a spiritual method, but he actually had such a powerful power. Even though Fatty Sun and Li Yigou boasted of being extraordinary, they didn't dare to ignore it. The two scattered with a strange cry, trying to leave the center of the chill.

But how could Feng Jueyu let them get what they wished, with a movement of his fist, a cloud of wind, frost, snow and mist was stirred up, like a heavy snow falling between the sky and the earth, and the two bodies were completely frozen in the rustle of rolling.

Afterwards, Feng Jueyu flew towards Li Yigou. In his eyes, Li Yigou's body skills were weird and difficult. He was much more difficult to deal with than Fatty Sun. He injured Li Yigou first, and then waited for an opportunity to kill him. It is a good policy.

With a flash of thought, Feng Jueyu came to Li Yigou's back like a flash of lightning, punched Huanglong with his right fist, and punched fiercely behind Li Yigou.

Li Yigou's expression changed drastically, he had nowhere to go in the panic and could only wear the holy armor of the most yin, condensing the divine power of his whole body behind his back.

"boom!"

The strength of the fist finally came, Feng Jueyu's fist was second only to his swordsmanship, and the Qinglong fist came out again, as if a wild dragon had bitten Li Yigou's body.

With a sound of "Wow", Li Yigou couldn't withstand the shattering, earth-shattering punch, spurting blood from his mouth and threw himself on the ground, smashing hard on the pile of corpses, and soon disappeared.

Fatty Sun turned pale with fright, and took this opportunity to quickly mobilize his divine power to explode the Xuanbing on his body, ignored Li Yigou, and jumped out of the circle...

You come and go these few times, and the fights are brilliant. Not far away, Ren Zhiming, who was playing heartily around Wu Buyong, was suddenly shocked when he saw this: "What a terrifying source of divine power, Your Excellency's original source of divine power, I'm afraid It must have reached the heavenly position, Ning Shentong, you go and help."

Of course, Feng Jueyu's own divine power of the water system is not above the heavenly position. It is only because of Xuanzhong's spirituality that he can achieve supernormal performance. However, the origin given to him by Xuanzhong is extremely limited. There is no possibility.

Hearing the angry shout, Feng Jueyu hurriedly retreated to Zhu Yizhi's side, forming seals with his hands, took a deep breath of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, recovered a bit, and waited to meet the three masters.

At this time, Li Yigou broke free from the pile of corpses, covered in blood, stared at Feng Jueyu fiercely, regarded him as an enemy...

"I underestimated you, the immortal and nameless ghost under someone's palm, and said, what's your name?"

He asked such questions, but Feng Jueyu dismissed them: "It's easy to say, I'm at a disadvantage, Feng Jueyu has learned."

"Teach me what a fart, I'm here to kill, Fatty Sun, Ning's supernatural powers, do it."

Although Li Yigou's words were ferocious, Feng Jueyu could see that the boy's brows were filled with fear, thinking that his goal had been achieved, he was very satisfied.

But Ning's supernatural power did not move for a long time, which made him even more happy.

This Ning's supernatural power was plotted by him before, and he was injured by his subordinates. He might be even more afraid. Calling him, didn't he deceive himself?

Sure enough, after Li Yigou finished shouting, Fatty Sun and Ning Shentong didn't move at all, and Li Yigou's face turned pale with anger: "What are you doing?"

Ning Shentong took a look at Ren Zhiming, he didn't want to fight Feng Jueyu face to face, but after all, the ghost skeleton was still on Feng Jueyu's body, riding a tiger hard to get off, Ning Shentong said bitterly: "I have fought against him, this person is best at showing weakness to others , look for an opportunity to counterattack, be careful."

"You still worry about yourself." Li Yigou ignored his words, Ning Shentong shook his head speechlessly, reminding himself that even if he didn't get the ghost skeleton, he couldn't be a backstop for others.

Fatty Sun is timid and cowardly. These people have ulterior motives, and they are not as powerful as before. Feng Jueyu knew that his goal had been achieved, so he calculated the time. Seeing that an hour was about to pass, he couldn't help but feel Get excited, there are still nine hours, the pressure of the countdown is indeed not small, if it really doesn't work, I will fight to the death, and I have to scare off these bastards.

"boom!"

Just when he was planning another plan, a distant roar exploded in the realm of long-cherished wishes. Everyone turned their heads, only to see a large cloud of blood bursting from the scene where the four were fighting.

The blood mist fell, and there was a commotion outside the forest. Only then did people see clearly that at some point, Wu Buyong smashed Shen Wen'e's head with a big mountain.

Feng Jueyu took a deep breath after reading it. It would take a lot of divine power to do it.

That person seems to be a top Xuanzhao master too?

Just as he was thinking, Wu Buyong suddenly turned back and rushed directly to Ning Shentong who was not far away from him...

This scene made Feng Jueyu feel a sense of fear.

You must know that although the distance between the two is not far, it is not close. With Wu Buyong's speed, the chance of succeeding in a sneak attack is very low, but he rushed over like this. Not only did he rush over, but his speed suddenly soared More than several times, in the blink of an eye, he was behind Ning Shentong.

The battle in the territory of long-cherished wish was extremely chaotic. Ning Shentong never expected that Wu Buyong would not only kill one person under the siege of three people, but would also pounce on him at such a critical moment. When he turned around, he could only see One of Wu Buyong's thick legs turned like a poisonous snake, and kicked him towards Feng Jueyu with a bang...

This kick, the strength of ten thousand averages, the soul cultivator's physique is weak, how can he support such a huge force and have a powerful formula...

Ning's supernatural power turned into a ball of black light and flew towards Feng Jueyu. Under this state, Feng Jueyu had nothing to say. If he gave the fat in his mouth, if he didn't move, it would be a waste of Wu Buyong's exquisite arrangement. He pursed the corner of his mouth, and shouted in his heart: "Xuan Zhong."

"I'm ready, take the sword." Xuan Zhong responded quickly.

Feng Jueyu flipped his wrist lightly, and the mysterious sword possessed by the great sage king's arm bone fell into his hand. With the sword in his hand, Feng Jueyu's momentum was like a rainbow. Using all the methods, the sword light turned into two beams, shooting out from the throat and the lower abdomen...

"Pfft..."

Two blunt blows from sharp weapons resounded through the body, and two streams of blood spurted out together. The two swords did not deviate from each other, and directly took Ning Shentong's dog's life.

When Ning Shentong was about to die, he did not expect that a well-known peak master of Xuanzhao would be reduced to such a miserable situation, and he would be killed without even a chance to fight against Feng Jueyu, but he knew that My own death was entirely due to Wu Buyong's kick, and this kick turned Wu Buyong into a devil in everyone's hearts.

Feng Jueyu raised his sword and swiped again, cutting off Ning Shentong's head and standing firmly on the spot...

The ever-changing changes made people unable to react at all. Until Ning Shentong died, Fatty Sun and Li Yigou were still in the state of preparing to make a move. The two of them had suffered under Feng Jueyu's hands before. Now Ning Shentong His death was like a vicious curse that completely frightened the two of them.

"how is this possible?"

"Ning Shentong is such a waste..."

The two scolded each other, but their figures seemed to shrink back...

On the other side, without Feng Jueyu's attack, Wu Buyong rushed back to the side of Ren Zhiming and Six-Eyed Ghost Boy like a beast. It seemed that this battle was not because they were intercepted and chased, but because they were being blocked and chased. Wu Buyong is seeking bloodthirsty pleasure.

Feng Jueyu didn't make a move. There were too many scenes in today's battle that puzzled him. He couldn't imagine that Wu Buyong's strength had risen to such a terrifying level.

But there is one thing that Feng Jueyu can see very clearly. From the very beginning, Wu Buyong has undergone earth-shaking changes after spending a month in the state of long-cherished wishes peacefully and without any danger. .

He is no longer the passionate, heroic and bragging Wu Buyong, but has turned into a thoughtful and murderous demon.

Of course, Wu Buyong may have killed more people in the past, but following Feng Jueyu's cognition has two meanings.

What's more frightening is that after seeing Wu Buyong's change, the expression on Zhu Yizhi's face has not changed at all, just like the cold pool that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

She kept laughing, smiling knowingly, so charmingly, so touchingly, but Feng Jueyu felt strange and chilly.

"What happened to them?"

Feng Jueyu frowned tightly, and only then did he realize that perhaps in the Forest of Disillusionment, his enemy was not the countless pursuers, but the change of the environment here to Wu Buyong.

Wu Buyong must have changed something, but it's not obvious, what happened?

Feng Jueyu was thinking in turmoil, his heart became a mess, and at this moment, Wu Buyong suddenly flew into the sky...

Wu Buyong should be exhausted after fighting hard for a full month, not to mention three or four reaching the peak, even one of them will be extremely difficult to cope with.

But the reality often runs counter to the imagination, Wu Buyong flew into the sky, raised his hands high, and soon, waves of supernatural power frantically rushed to the center of his hands.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jueyu saw a scene that was enough to make people shudder...

The divine power of Wu Buyong's hands turned into a mountain as high as hundreds of feet, it was a real mountain, this mountain could completely crush Ren Zhiming and the six-eyed ghost boy to death, and they couldn't escape.