Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In the study of Qinghou Zhuang Fengjueyu, there was a small letterhead on the table, the rice paper soaked in oil was rolled into a thin paper roll and stuffed into a paper tube tied to the calf of the carrier pigeon. A three-day flight from Tiannan Imperial Capital, a letter written by Shangguan Lingyun, the Qinghou old man of Shangguan Mansion.

Spreading out the letter, there were eight big characters no more and no less. Seeing these eight characters, Feng Jueyu was so angry that he almost smashed the expensive red pine incense table in front of him.

"Restore east and west, regain control of the green forest..."

It is understandable that the old man has new instructions for Killer Feng, and this instruction means that Killer Feng traveled thousands of miles from the imperial capital to Qinghou Village, originally only to train thirty black armored guards and go to Wuyun Mountain to discuss After the purchase of black tungsten armor, the second decisive instruction.

This instruction made Feng Jueyu almost maddened with annoyance.

"Sure enough." Feng Jueyu patted the table indignantly, and the excellent Langhao and Guanyan were impacted by his internal energy, as if blown by a strong wind, they shattered from the table like lotuses with a bang. in the hall.It fell to the ground with a crash.Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun, the head manager of the village in the hall, were scared back a few steps, speechless.

Only now did they know that this dandy who came from the south of the sky actually possessed such a profound inner energy of profound kung fu...

Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun looked at each other, and immediately sensed the indescribable surprise in each other's eyes.In fact, the two of them knew that Feng Jueyu had some profound skills. That day in front of the gate of the villa, Feng Jueyu's provocative kick was not insignificant.It's just that Yan Chong tried his best to deal with Wang Tong's Golden Bell Palm back then, so Feng Jueyu succeeded. Based on this point, the two of them still couldn't see what kind of cultivation Feng Jueyu had.

Today, however, the two of them had opened their eyes. When Feng Jueyu held the incense case angrily, the faint blue light emanating from his palm revealed that his cultivation was at least above the Lingwu realm.

At such a young age, in less than two decades, it is really amazing to have such a cultivation base. Moreover, judging from Wang Tong's many years of experience in traveling the rivers and lakes, Feng Jueyu's spiritual realm is not an ordinary spiritual realm. Now that I think about it that day when Yan Chong received Feng Jueyu's kick and he easily restrained him, I am afraid that the strength of that kick has reached the point where Yan Chong suffered a lot.

What a profound profound art foundation!

The eyes of the two were folded and bright, as if they saw the hope of the restoration of the Green Forest League right in front of them.

In fact, it took half a golden month and nearly a month to come from the imperial capital. How could Feng Jueyu waste time on the way? I haven't forgotten to practice the magical art of impermanence of life and death assiduously, and I have improved in the past few days, and my strength is breaking through to the middle level of the spiritual martial arts bit by bit.

Since the opening of the eleven acupoints, as long as he doesn't use the magic of life and death to cover up the secret of his profound kung fu, his true essence will bloom like the warriors on the Taixuan Continent with the halo of true essence at the same level... …

The Divine Art of Impermanence of Life and Death is subtly changing Feng Jueyu's body, and at the same time, it has not escaped from the essence of the Taixuan Continent.However, Feng Jueyu regarded this change as a means of covering up. If he was in a fit of anger, the mysterious techniques he used would still catch people's attention as before.

But to be honest, Feng Jueyu was really angry today, and he didn't care about the severity of his shots. He slapped the incense table with a lot of effort in the palm of his hand. The red pine incense case can be considered scrapped.

Killer Feng is not angry at the old man's insincere words and contradictory words, but because he can't guess what the old man is thinking now.

Obviously, it was a mission to go on a business trip, and by the way, train and train a few black armored guards who could not be moved to the table. They lived in Qinghou Village for a year and a half, and went back with black tungsten armor to strengthen their private army. It's easy, and I can take a trip by the way. It's just such a trivial matter, but I didn't expect it to become the successor of the Green Forest League.

The most important thing is not this, Killer Feng thought to himself that if you always want to hand over the Green Forest League to me, just say no, you have to tell me out first and then change the routine, my little heart can't bear it, such a thing Come on, the good double surplus situation has been completely broken. Your old man sits in the imperial capital and eats delicious food, and you send me here to stand on the opposite side of West Green Forest. You can spend tens of millions of taels of silver In a few words, even self-protection is now a problem.

What exactly does the old man want to do?

"Bang!" He patted the table again, Killer Feng finally couldn't bear it any longer, tore the letter into pieces without saying a word, threw it on the ground, and rushed out of the study without saying a word, with a face full of anger.

Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun were silent one after another, feeling the murderous intent of the killer Fengda and sweating coldly. Seeing him rushing out of the study, Ma Chengyun let out a sigh of relief and asked boldly, "Young master, are you all right?"

Wang Tong: "Who knows? The old man's chain plan is used for this purpose. We can't guess what he is thinking? I guess my uncle is very angry now."

Ma Chengyun scratched the cap on his head frantically, and asked, "Is that going to happen?"

"What could happen?" Wang Tong glanced at Ma Chengyun, and immediately shivered. He knew that this uncle had never been the one to suffer, and now that he had been tricked by the master, he might have done something out of the ordinary. Don't go to Wuyun Villa to vent your anger.

Thinking of some possibility, Wang Tong slapped his thigh and shouted, "Oops, hurry up."

The two looked at each other and chased out of the study like a whirlwind. They thought that Killer Feng was going to Wuyun Mountain, but after following them, they found that Feng Jueyu was rushing towards the back mountain.

Walking like flying, flying like an eagle on flat ground, Fengda Killer's light-weight kung fu was shown for the first time in front of people, and Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun were dumbfounded.

"Young master's qinggong is so fast." Ma Chengyun's eyes were full of envy.

Wang Tong was also deeply taken aback. After all, he didn't think much of Feng Jueyu before, but now he knows that my uncle's skills are amazing. Just seeing him flying in the forest, his body is as light as a swallow You know, the foundation of this body can't be practiced for ten or eight years.Not to mention the faint blue light on the body surface, which is unrivaled.

Back Mountain!

The two played smart again, and finally guessed which unlucky person Feng Jueyu planned to vent his anger on.

Black Armored Guards!

"Stop all of them. Today's training will be changed to thirty of you fighting with me. If you win, you will rest at night and control meat and wine. If you lose, you will not be allowed to eat for three days."

When they arrived at Houshangang, under the supervision of Twelve and Thirteen, thirty black armored guards were practicing physical strength and lightness in black tungsten armor weighing two hundred catties around a few big pairs. It was hot at noon, and the sweaty black armored guards felt extremely cool after hearing this, as if they had been pumped with chicken blood.

It's been a long time since I wanted to clean up this coach who only knows how to teach people and doesn't know our suffering and tiredness. What is he running around here today to challenge our black armored guards?That's just right, let's beat him up first...

Thirty Black Armored Guards practiced according to Feng Jueyu's method for several days. Although it was very hard and tiring, but with the first-grade gold-chuang medicine and the great tonics sent by the fire room every day, they were getting more and more diligent. I am dissatisfied and disdainful towards Feng Jueyu, but I am still very pleased with this improvement in strength.This is the only reason why they are still insisting and not giving up.

As for Feng Jueyu, the thirty black armored guards are now united as one, ready to find an opportunity to avenge his torture, and seeing the opportunity come to their door, all the black armored guards laughed loudly: "Young master, you are not afraid of us hurting you!" you?"

Feng Jueyu was full of anger, watching the big men with black helmets and heavy armor showing contemptuous eyes at him, and subconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth: "It's up to you? Stop talking big, just a word , if you win this young master, you will be satisfied with whatever you want to do and what you want."

"Really?" The black armored guards were overwhelmed with surprise, and the head of the strong and strong man said loudly: "Then I will not be polite, but wearing this black armor may make it difficult to move, young master..."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jueyu said with a cold smile: "All of you are allowed to take off and fight with me, let's all fight together..."

"Haha." The man was even more disdainful when he heard the words, and laughed wildly, relying on his middle-level cultivation of true martial arts, he said arrogantly: "Then we will be polite, and we don't need them to deal with the young master, just the next one."

As the man said, he took off his black armor neatly, and suddenly felt that he was so light that he could almost fly up, and even his cultivation had improved a lot consciously. The results of a few days of practice were no better than those of the past year, and he was overjoyed.

Seeing Feng Jueyu, the man felt overwhelmed in his heart, shouted loudly, and punched him.

In the eyes of all the black armored guards, Feng Jueyu is just a delicate and expensive playboy, even if he has some skills, he is a three-legged cat. He crawled on the ground.

Seeing the head of the strong man rushing forward with his fists in his hands, the group of men shouted excitedly...

"Lao Niu, be gentle, for the face of the two cows every night, don't hurt the young master."

"Haha, the old cow is quite serious, be careful that you will take revenge on me later."

……

A group of men burst into laughter, just waiting for the moment when Feng Jueyu was subdued by a strong man with the surname Niu was so satisfying.

I saw the strong man striding forward with a fist, grazing Feng Jueyu's shoulder. This punch was obviously afraid of hurting Feng Jueyu and had spare strength, but the momentum was extraordinary and the speed was extremely fast...

But at this moment, seeing Feng Jueyu exposed to the fist wind and having nowhere to escape, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a playful arc. He couldn't see how he moved. The welcome that suddenly turned into nothingness disappeared...

Before a group of men were surprised, they heard a muffled resounding sound from the back hill. With a bang, the thick man was moved from the back, and he slapped the ground like a dog grabbing feces. There was a ridge mark several meters long in the field before it stopped.

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ps: The first update on the 3th.