Uncrowned Evil Emperor

After receiving Xuan Zhong's guidance, his state of mind changed again and again, Feng Jueyu was not as timid as before, and returned to the sky again, and once again assembled thousands of wonderful methods and exquisite martial arts, facing Wu Buyong from a distance.

At this time, another thought was hidden in his heart...

Fighting, winning or not winning is not the key, the key is how to make Wu Buyong regain his original heart, forget his disillusionment, and become that indomitable, unyielding, resolute and decisive man again.

Staring at Wu Buyong for a long time, Feng Jueyu had a flash of inspiration, and laughed loudly: "Brother Wu is good at swordsmanship. You and I have known each other for a hundred days. Feng doesn't know where Wu's swordsmanship came from. I wonder if you can tell me."

Wu Buyong snorted, there was a slight change in his eyes, he pondered for a moment before saying: "It's easy to say, it was Brother Shu's Ming Wang Zhenshan knife that was used earlier."

"Oh?" Feng Jueyu snorted, his eyes slackened, "Could it be that Brother Wu has even forgotten his own sword skills?"

Wu Buyong was furious: "How is it possible, Wu has been proficient in the treasure of Wu Zong's town, the Earth-Splitting Sword Art for 200 years, how could he forget it, now I will let you experience the power of the Earth-Splitting Art."

As he spoke, he swung his knife and went up.

Feng Jueyu didn't take the move, and stood still anyway, his golden eyes were bright and white, and he immediately noticed the slight fluctuation in Wu Buyong's eyes.

Just remember, just remember.

He doesn't care what kind of saber technique Wu Buyong uses, the key is to arouse Wu Buyong's memory is the most important thing.

Seeing the light of the knife sprouting, Wan Hua slashed down, earth and rocks flew, Feng Jueyu retreated with his sword, and the dance wheel resisted.

When the sword came and went, he felt Wu Buyong's strong and profound divine power. Feng Jueyu gritted his teeth to deal with it, but he kept communicating with Wu Buyong in his mouth.

"Good saber technique, he is indeed much more proficient than King Ming's Zhenshan Dao. If Wu Zongshengtang finds out about it, he will definitely be proud of Brother Wu, haha."

He laughed, the sword walked like a snake, and the soft and feminine force kept removing the weight of the sword. To be honest, he really has nothing to do now, and he intended to make Wu Buyong Restore your mind, so you can only use defense instead of offense.

Feng Jueyu's delicate mind was unexpected to outsiders, but Wu Buyong's heart did begin to loosen a bit, but it was not obvious.

He said happily: "You're right. The Cleave the Earth Knife Jue is the second-rank sword skill of Qing Yan. You and I fought at the feet of Yunjian Tianmen, but we didn't show our full power."

"Really? Then today I would like to see and see." Feng Jueyu succeeded in his trick, and suddenly used his five-colored divine power.

The five-color divine power is his trump card, and he dare not use it casually unless it is absolutely necessary, but this time, although there is no winner, it can arouse Wu Buyong's pride in Wu Zong's skills, but it is also a good way .

The five-color divine power intertwined to form a five-color halo, which spread all over the sword in an instant, and the sword possessed by Xuanzhong was suddenly blazing, and faintly emitted a clear buzzing sound.

The sword is like a person, and under the influence of the Lord, it can release the pride of the sword. When Feng Jueyu's body and mind are integrated with the sword, a long shadow, like a flying sky or a rainbow arrow, goes straight through.

"when!"

This sword stab was so fast and fierce, Wu Buyong could only subconsciously lift up the scimitar and block it with the blade, but he underestimated Feng Jueyu's sword strength, the sword was so powerful that there was a crisp sound Afterwards, Wu Buyong had no choice but to retreat a few zhang away, the strength of the sword pierced the saber, causing his jaw to go numb from the shock.

At this time, there was a rumbling sound of shock on the plain, presumably those disillusioned spirits saw the sharpness of the sword and praised it one after another.

Wu Buyong was fierce, his eyes were like blisters and gluttonous, he raised his head ferociously and roared like a beast: "Good swordsmanship, let me ask you about the mountain..."

He shouted loudly, and walked up with the force of the sword. Thousands of shadows of the sword swirled from bottom to top, flying in a daze.

In the nick of time, Feng Jueyu loosened his hands, and the Xuanzhong-possessed sword floated in front of him flexibly. With the palms of his hands facing inward, a green haze was faintly burst out, scattered like mist and smoke.

The green grass is strong, the wood-type spiritual method, the shadow and the sword, covering the sky and the sun...

Feng Jueyu used the Yujian Jue and the Shadow Splitting Sword together, and the Xuanzhong Possessed Sword suddenly turned into two handles, one on the left and the other on the left, spinning up from the original place.

These two big sword wheels formed two red and silver iron walls, firmly resisting Feng Jueyu behind thousands of sword shadows...

The mountain-cracking sword came roaring, and collided with the two big sword wheels...

"When...when...when...when..."

The dense crashing sound, which was as frequent as a shower, resounded out of the sky in an instant, and the sword light and sword shadow collided, and the shadows flew chaotically, and the sky was full of chaotic and raging sword energy.

The air of the sword directly pierced the clear sky, tore apart the white flowers, shattered the plants, and shattered the earth...

Although the two of them were at an altitude of tens of meters, the light of the sword left countless scratches on the ground of the Lost Plain. The cracks on the ground seemed to be crawling like snakes and insects, and they were extremely cracked.

In mid-air, Feng Jueyu turned his heart in anger and resisted with all his strength, but Wu Buyong's saber strength was indeed domineering and fierce. A burst of fierce attacks forced him to retreat frequently, until he retreated a hundred feet away, Feng Jueyu took the saber Take it off.

But at this time, Wu Buyong had already charged forward, and the Chopping Knife Art was repeatedly pressed against the top, and the lights of the knives were intertwined into a net, and the power was wildly displayed.

Although Feng Jueyu had worked very hard to support him, he was very elated in his heart, because Wu Buyong had already abandoned the so-called King Ming's Zhenshan Sword, and used his own sword art to fight against him. This was a victory.

Not far away, Shuming shook his head in disappointment while staring, and slowly stood up from sitting cross-legged, sighing: "Feng Jueyu is really smart, my mission has been completed, Wu Buyong was provoked, no I will use my saber technique again, Brother Liu and Brother Zhen, it will be up to you from now on."

Although Feng Jueyu had guessed that Wu Buyong's strength would skyrocket by borrowing from the three of them, he never imagined that there were certain restrictions on the customs clearance rules in the Forest of Disillusionment.

In fact, after the appointment of Green Pine, as long as someone intends to stay and has disagreements with those who are traveling with him, those who intend to stay can get the help of the spirit of disillusionment. Of course, such help must have a limit. Judgment, you can't help too much, otherwise it is bullying.

Shuming used Wu Buyong's saber technique, King Ming's Zhenshan Dao, and Liu Rong used two powerful mystical techniques, as well as Zhen Zhengjian's deep spiritual cultivation, these were the foundations for Wu Buyong to suppress Feng Jueyu.

Zhen Zhengjian also said: "That's right, now it seems that Feng Jueyu's strength is much stronger than Wu Buyong's. They are both at the peak of Xuanzhao, and there is no comparison between the two. If it weren't for our help, Wu Buyong would have a better life." Two hundred moves are sure to lose."

Liu Rongdao: "Now it's up to the two of us. Although the Forest of Disillusionment doesn't have strict rules, we are also people who became famous a thousand years ago. We shouldn't lose face under the hands of a junior."

Shuming smiled and said, "You two, don't you regret staying in the Forest of Disillusionment?"

The two felt lost, and Liu Rong sighed: "It's not regrettable, but thinking about the days when I had a physical body, I still have some nostalgia, but you don't have to worry, since we chose to stay, we won't leave."

Zhen Zhengjian also nodded in the same way, and Lvsong glanced in this direction, and the expression in his eyes changed violently, either in surprise or in relief.

In the Forest of Disillusionment, most of those who can stay are voluntary, and these people have lived in the abyss between the two worlds for many years, and their dependence on the Spirit of Disillusionment is getting stronger and stronger. Their thinking and ideas are deeply ingrained, but today However, the appearance of Feng Jueyu made their hearts loose a bit.

Although Lvsong was not worried that they would turn against him, clamoring to regain his physical body and live again, he was also deeply shocked by Feng Jueyu's influence.

The key is that while Feng Jueyu's courage, vigor and wisdom are slowly influencing Wu Buyong, he also influenced these old monsters by the way.

"This guy, even if he stays here, I'm afraid it's not a good thing." Lu Song thought worriedly.

At this moment, Liu Rong snorted angrily, and said bitterly: "Don't lose face, watch me move the mountain."

After he finished speaking, Wu Buyong in the sky seemed to have a reaction. He retracted the saber and handed it to his left hand. He slapped his right hand fiercely, stretched his five fingers, and a deep divine power spread out from his palm.

Feng Jueyu stopped receiving the saber, retracted the sword and retreated, looking up, he was startled, Wu Buyong's display of spiritual skills was a sign, but his divine power was probably too heavy.

What kind of method is this?

Just when he asked out loud, the next moment he suddenly understood that this joke was the mountain that killed Ren Zhiming and the six-eyed ghost boy.

"Brother Wu, don't you have to rely on others?" Feng Jueyu looked angrily at Liu Rong and the others who entered the distance, just in time to see Liu Rong's expression suddenly tightened, and his hands raised to the sky, damn it, this is to play this son to death what.

His question caused Wu Buyong to hesitate slightly. Feng Jueyu's awakening of his memories earlier had played a role, but it was not obvious, but it still made Wu Buyong cut off the use of spiritual techniques.

Taking this opportunity, Feng Jueyu drew back and gave way to a certain distance. His figure flickered and suddenly disappeared.

"Stealth?"

Liu Rong put his hands on the sky and his eyes suddenly froze, followed by a wry smile: "Damn boy, you actually used the technique of invisibility, and it's the mountain-moving tactic against Liu, it's over, it seems that I also no solution anymore."

Sure enough, just after Feng Jueyu disappeared, Wu Buyong suddenly withdrew the divine power on the Yishan Jue.

It wasn't that he didn't want to use the Yishan Jue to deal with Feng Jueyu, but it was because when the Invisibility Jue appeared, he couldn't do anything.

Moving mountains and crushing opponents is the purpose of Mountain Moving Jue, but people's shadows are gone, no matter where you smash it, you can't move mountains and smash them endlessly, let alone Wu Buyong's supernatural power Support, even Liu Rong will have to live and die.

Without a purpose, no matter how powerful the profound method is, it is useless.

Everyone laughed miserably, Shuming said sadly: "This kid really has a coup."

ps: I feel good today, I wanted to write something, but the battle division hasn’t been updated yet, so I have to write about the battle division.