Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The beginning of the battle, the end of lightning.

Pill King Kong Meng was still reminiscing about the contemptuous words he had just blurted out, and he was also thinking about what would happen after a while.

Whether it's torn to pieces, or a punch to the head, or a celebrity, the two guys will play a game until the other is exhausted.

In general, Dan Wang thought about all kinds of endings that could be regarded as performances, because he felt that watching Wenren Xianer torture and kill a person with his own eyes is also a kind of enjoyment.

Those two guys, I spent a lot of effort when training them, and they really brought me a lot of fun.

But this time, Pill King Kong Meng was doomed to make a mistake.

The outcome of the battle, which was expected to be resolved quickly, did appear, but the outcome of the two sides in the calculation was reversed.

It was not Feng Jueyu who died, but the two loyal servants Wenren and Xian'er.

Kong Meng didn't even bother to look at it, he only needed to listen to the sound of being smashed to pieces, and he could satisfy his bloody desire for killing.

Who would have thought that this would end up like this.

"Damn, two trash."

Blood splashed all over Kong Meng like a rain of flowers, and he realized later that this person in front of him was a bit difficult to deal with.

Even so, so what?

Wenren and Xian'er are not on the same level as him at all.

"You have to let me do it myself, and you deserve to die." Kong Meng roared wildly, stood up, and couldn't help but take out a pestle for pounding medicine. It is a low-grade golden treasure magic weapon, its power is extremely extraordinary, it can smash mountains and mountains.

"Feng Jueyu, I'm starting to have an interest in you. With your strength, it's very good to be an excellent medicine slave for me. I'll accept your Yangshen now and make him an obedient idiot. ,Ha ha."

Kong Meng roared, the pounding pestle changed into the air, and turned into a huge skyrocketing pestle that came over the top. The wind rushed towards his face, and Feng Jueyu suddenly felt nausea. It was not because Kong Meng's strength was so strong Just blowing the pestle can make him feel dizzy, but it's because the big pestle is actually stained with bloody traces.

Where is this pestle for pounding medicine? How much blood is stuck to this magic weapon? Could it be that he has used the pestle for pounding medicine to crush people?

Although Feng Jueyu has an evil nature, he still has a good heart after all. Evil is only one-sided, and he is not so perverted that he would kill everyone.

But Kong Meng has completely annihilated human nature, and is even more hateful than those demons, demons, and ghosts in the evil camp.

He treats human life like nothing, and the heaven and the earth will punish him together.

"Sword 24 Royal!"

Suddenly, Feng Jueyu used the method of 24 swords, and the 64 golden swords were divided into one, immediately covering Kongmeng under the curtain of swords.

With Feng Jueyu's current cultivation base, he can definitely stand at the peak of the Lord of Hundred Wars, not to mention Kong Meng, even Su Manzi would dare to fight, but now he doesn't want to kill Kong Meng early, after all, people still have to fight. There is no help, and there is no definite news about Zhou Xuan's whereabouts.

He needs to know the location of Zhou Xuan and others.

"Surrender to me!"

Feng Jueyu roared, and 64 swords fell towards Kong Meng like falling stars. Facing the star-like sword light, Kong Meng's heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he hadn't touched the sword screen yet. , I felt a fierce killing intent sweeping through my whole body.

"Good guy, why is this person's sword screen so powerful? Am I not as good as him?"

Kong Meng thought to himself, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. The Lord of Hundred Wars, who is ranked third, can't beat a kid who has only cultivated in Chongyang Realm for less than a year. It's simply abominable.

"Open it for me." Kong Meng let out a beast roar, and the golden treasure magic weapon smashed the medicine pestle against the sky, and it spun like a top, as if a big tree was danced by him.

Venus diffuses, and dances in the wind.

The two great warriors collided fiercely in the sky...

ding ding dong...

The sparks splashed around like fireworks and firecrackers. The sparks fell in the flowers and ignited a spark of fire. The fire gradually expanded and spread across the entire valley in an instant, igniting all the flowers and plants that Kong Meng had worked so hard to plant. destroy.

Kong Meng didn't realize how powerful Feng Jueyu was, even if he killed his two loyal servants with ease, he didn't expect to fight against each other, and he discovered that Feng Jueyu not only had a strong source of divine power, but also had a longer internal breath than I am still slightly higher.

Not only did the golden treasure magic weapon fail to gain the upper hand, but it was oppressed by the golden lightsaber curtain and lost the brilliance it should have. Within a short moment of fighting, he already felt the imprint of divine consciousness on the pestle began to show signs of collapse. Angry Kong Meng yelled.

Magical artifacts will also lose each other when they collide with each other, but this loss cannot be made up, unless the same kind of magical artifacts and treasures are used for refining. If the golden treasure magical artifact is damaged, a piece of golden treasure chalcedony will be consumed, or a piece of golden treasure chalcedony will be consumed directly. Only pieces of golden treasures can be repaired.

Not long after, the medicine pestle was riddled with holes, how could Kong Meng not be angry.

However, just when he suddenly wanted to fight back, the overwhelming sword screen turned into 120 eight golden swords, and his momentum increased again.

Hundreds of golden lightsabers fell on Kong Meng's body, killing him even the idea of ​​taking out the second magic weapon in the cradle. The curtain of massacre kicked off, and Kong Meng's body suddenly appeared dozens more. Dao sword wounds, blood spattered all over the body.

"Bastard, this is impossible." Kong Meng screamed strangely, unable to believe what happened before his eyes.

It is a great humiliation for a character who is among the top three masters of a hundred battles to be defeated in his own territory with a strong push by a junior student.

He didn't believe in evil, and forced himself to mobilize the divine power in his body to resist, but Feng Jueyu's entry was too fast, so fast that no one would believe it if he told anyone.

And this is not because of Feng Jueyu's full strength, if he used other magical weapons, Kong Meng would not even have a chance to fight back.

"Jin Yu, go!"

Feng Jueyu recited the sword formula again, and with a thought, Kong Meng was submerged in the sword screen. Hands, feet, shoulders, the key parts of the whole body that can issue moves, the golden lightsaber that Feng Jueyu used in an instant The curtain was nailed to the alchemy roof and could not be moved.

"Look, I said it, soon."

In the distance, Jiuwei brushed his hair, and there was a smugness in his eyes. In fact, when the fight started, Jiuwei had already guessed that Feng Jueyu had no trouble dealing with Dan King Kong Meng.

This is the self-consciousness of a strong person, an evaluation of someone whose cultivation level is not as good as hers but not much different.

Feng Jueyu has this strength, he has it before, he has it now, and he will have it in the future.

Xuan Zhong didn't say a word, and he was powerless to refute Jiuwei's judgment, because in his heart he never worried that Feng Jueyu would be in danger in this incident of rescuing Zhou Xuan.

Trust does not depend on blindness, but on strength.

Feng Jueyu has this kind of strength, and he even very much hopes to see that one day, when Feng Jueyu meets Long Zhan, it will be a very terrifying ultimate showdown.

The master of the body of seven virtues, and the emperor who created a grand plan...

"Damn it, Feng Jueyu, I didn't expect it to be so powerful. I, Kong Meng, made a mistake." Being nailed to the roof, Kong Meng laughed wildly like he was having an infatuation.

"Psychopathic." Feng Jueyu said a word that he hadn't used to evaluate a person for a long time, wait, people?Kong Meng is not worthy.

This guy is a pervert.

Feng Jueyu suddenly laughed, pervert?I make you normal and scary.

Stepping up into the clouds, Feng Jueyu stood in front of Kong Meng, squinted at the shouting Kong Meng who was nailed to the roof with disdainful eyes, and said, "Kong Meng, are you still confident now?"

"Haha, I lost, I lost."

"You're so happy to lose?"

"Why are you unhappy when you lose? This means that I am qualified to fight you. Although you won, you have no way of knowing the whereabouts of the person you want to save. So I won in the end." Kong Meng grinned.

Sure enough, you are sick.

Feng Jueyu was not surprised at all. In fact, ever since he saw Kong Meng's big horse slashing his sword so excitedly that two loyal servants killed him, he had noticed that it must be very difficult to find Zhou Xuan today.

Because if a person is so sick that he has no fear of life and death, then there is nothing that can threaten him.

Therefore, Feng Jueyu's biggest problem is not to hit Kong Meng, but to make him afraid and generate fear, so that he can find out the whereabouts of Zhou Xuan and others.

With his mind spinning, Feng Jueyu had an idea in his mind, and he reached out to fish it out, and the treasure bag on Kong Meng's body fell into his hand.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be a greedy guy, wanting my elixir, which means that I beat you in the elixir, and I still won, not lost."

"Feng Jueyu, I am willing to lose in force, take my elixir away, find someone to study it, carry it forward, even if I die, I will still be an elixir king, or even a god."

"You can eat it by yourself, but I don't guarantee that it is full of good medicine, and some of it is poison. If you eat it and become a lunatic, this world will be more fun."

"You really are a lunatic." Feng Jueyu smiled, not even half offended by Kong Meng's morbidity, he held the treasure bag in his hand, and said: "But you guessed wrong, it cannot be denied that you, Kong Meng The pills are excellent, but I wouldn't eat any of them."

"Why?" Kong Meng was stunned, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Feng Jueyu said: "It's very simple, because I don't want to eat it. Not everyone wants to eat the pills made by you Kong Meng, and as you said, not all pills are good."

Kong Meng began to hold his breath, and looked at Feng Jueyu with a strange look.

On the battlefields of the worlds, Kong Meng is indeed a master and a highly respected person. Many people would even go to his own home to get the elixir that he made with his own hands. Such accumulation over time has caused him to be arrogant and withdrawn. weird personality.

But in Feng Jueyu's eyes, even if Kong Meng is crooked, he can be straightened.

Feng Jueyu's smile began to become particularly creepy.

"Actually, I plan to give you something to eat..."

"what?"