Uncrowned Evil Emperor

At the foot of the west city of Longcheng, a waterfall of crossbow arrows and swords rained down on the wilderness in front of the west gate of Longcheng. On the wilderness was the coalition forces of the major families. Facing the powerful crossbow arrows that could pierce through any one below the Heavenly Martial Realm, However, the great aristocratic families crazily chose to face up to the difficulties. Huge shields and sharp blades were raised one after another, and the true energy of a few warriors surged, and a large amount of color appeared in the sky.

The turbulent primordial energy hit like a tidal wave, surpassing the sum of tens of thousands of people, even the powerful crossbow bolts could not play too much effect, and in the high sky, the dense pyrotechnic rain was still spreading on the ground. In the sky above Dragon City, vivid lives were brought out one by one.

"The disciples of the Zhong family obey the order. After entering the city, they will surround the city lord's mansion from the left side, with the assistance of the Wang family and the Chen family. If they encounter any resistance, they will be killed immediately."

"Qi, Feng, and Yun are the three masters, and you and others will surround you from the right."

"Yuhe, lead someone to take the city guard crossbow from the city tower."

"And the Kowloon car, we must not allow it to function as a barrier again."

Zhong Wuxiu laughed crazily, as if in his eyes, Dragon City was under his control, and everyone on the tower belonged to Feng Jueyu's direct descendants, and would soon become the victors in the battle to seize the city. The dead souls of the Zhong family who died under the knife.

"Elder Feng, follow the old man to capture Feng Jueyu and let him hand over the secret of the Dragon God Throne." Qian Fengji also shouted loudly, and stomped his feet on the tower.

On the tower, the masters of the Ming family, the Zhu family, and the Jing family are all ready to fight. The battle has been going on for half an hour. Most of the masters who belong to Longcheng and help each other are seriously injured, although they have the heart to die. Crazy resistance, but because of the large number of masters from the major families, they finally lost the wind.

"Zhong Wuxiu, fight the old man." Feng Rulan is holding a dragon crutch in his hand, and his powerful true essence is showing signs of gradually weakening. There are no less than ten injuries.

Blood slowly flowed down the ground, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a pool of blood at the foot of Dragon City.

"support."

Han Baobao gritted his teeth, wrapped his hanging left arm with a cloth strip, and a long sword lay across his chest, and the true energy that had only stepped into the ranks of martial arts was squandering without reservation.

"Hold me until the young master leaves the customs."

"Yes."

The group of six killers yelled in unison, their aspirations soared, and the world changed color because of their arrogance.

"Support?" Zhong Yuhe pursed his lips in disdain, and said with a sneer, "You are still fighting for Feng Jueyu, but you don't know that he has escaped at this moment. Hmph, treat me as if I were waiting for you." I don't know, he has exhausted all his skills in order to kill Elder Bi Zun, and at this moment even if we send out a random expert among us, it is enough to kill him under Dragon City."

"You fart, my lord will never fail." Zhao Bing snarled and pulled out his long sword and flew forward, intending to use his life to defend Feng Jueyu's dignity.

The disciples of Longcheng exclaimed one after another, the thirteen assassin guards of Yanling even had a deep friendship with the killer group of six, Zhao Bing rushed out, the thirteen assassin guards and the remaining five members of the six-member group all jumped up and rushed out.

Although there are many of them, Zhong Yuhe is a full-fledged fourth-level master of martial arts. Over the past year, Zhong Yuhe's cultivation level has been raised to the peak of the fourth-level in Longcheng, and it is not easy to get rid of the advantage in numbers.

Shangguan Ruomeng and Shangguan Ruofan were shocked when they saw this, but it was too late to come forward to rescue them.

Zhong Yuhe sneered twice in disdain, and slowly raised his palm, an astonishing infuriating energy quickly stirred up the aura of heaven and earth in the air.

"Well, that's right. After this battle, Yuhe's xinxing can definitely improve." Zhong Wuxiu didn't stop Zhong Yuhe's murderous intent, but praised in a low voice.

At this critical moment, a loud and angry howl resounded from the inner city of Dragon City. This howling sound was mixed with the powerful consciousness of the person who made the sound, and it came from the city for no reason with an extremely heavy deterrent.

As the howling sound approached, an invisible pressure fell on the foot of Dragon City, as if a layer of transparent energy ripples exploded in the sky below the foot of Dragon City. Nearly ten thousand warriors from various families were wantonly killing Jackie Chan City disciples. Being oppressed by this whistling sound and being bombarded with a bang, nearly half of the warriors felt as if a shocking thunder rang in their ears, and their shaking consciousness trembled. The weak warriors all foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

Looking at the sudden reversal of the situation at the foot of Longcheng, Qian Fengji, Feng Changde, Zhong Wuxiu and others all felt a sense of surprise. As everyone's eyes gradually moved to the sky above Longcheng, a stalwart figure finally appeared in the sky. In full view.

The majestic city lord's robes wrapped his slender figure, and the golden silk robes cracked. When he came through the air, the gunpowder smoke permeating the city tower was blown away by his powerful aura, and fell steadily on the ground. After reaching the top of the tower, those eyes that contained infinite murderous intent began to scan the foot of Dragon City.

Shocked by this sudden aura, the nearly ten thousand fighters from the allied forces of the major families were startled, and immediately found the existence of Feng Jueyu and the arrogance permeating the body surface in the gods in the sky, all of which showed a ferocious look eyes.

"Feng Jueyu, you are finally willing to come out." In mid-air, Qian Fengji and Feng Changde, who stood in mid-air, were full of fierce eyes, and their expressions all revealed greed.

In the sky above Dragon City, dozens of eyes full of mischief cast towards Feng Jueyu one after another, including the masters of the Qi family, the Feng family and other major families, all sneered. They didn't expect that even the three elders didn't force him to show up. Finally, Feng Jueyu couldn't stop their joint attack and was forced to show up.

As long as Feng Jueyu is taken down, those present will more or less get some of the treasures in the Taixuan Secret Treasure, these treasures are the key to making the lintel of the aristocratic family flourish.

Different from the big families, the disciples of Longcheng were full of emotions, as if they had found the belonging of their souls. They looked at the stalwart figure on the tower with excitement, and felt a little moved in their hearts. For a month, the viciousness of the big families has kept them The haze of the crisis shrouded in the state of mind has been discussed many times inside and outside the city. The city lord who fought with Yin Yunshan's old man has already withdrawn secretly, leaving them as cannon fodder, but now it seems that the rumors are not credible. At least at the critical moment, the young city lord sitting on the throne of the lord of Dragon City did not give up on them.

For the disciples of Longcheng who have endured the torment of the coalition forces of the major families for two full months, this is enough.

"Brother, Ruo Meng is incompetent and cannot properly protect the people of Longcheng." Shangguan Ruomeng finally couldn't hold back the tears of grievance, and everyone in Longcheng groaned.

Looking across the crowd of relatives and enemies, Feng Jueyu nodded slightly: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work."

"Brother, keep the green hills here, don't be afraid that there will be no firewood, the enemy is outnumbered, it is better to retreat first, and then make plans." Zhu Yeqing shouted anxiously, because in his opinion, even the wind that has recovered its power Even Jueyu couldn't resist the joint attack of nearly dozens of martial arts masters, but as long as Feng Jueyu was given a chance, he would definitely make a comeback in the near future.

As a patriarch, Zhu Yeqing's consideration is indeed superior, but it is a pity that Feng Jueyu is not a timid person, his eyes passed over the dark crowd, Feng Jueyu was silent for a while, and after a while, he suddenly shouted: "Tianji Camp Where is it?"

"exist!"

There was a bang, and a group of old, weak and remnant soldiers headed by He Hongshan unnaturally erupted with unprecedented ferocity.

"Where is the Dark Feather Camp?"

"exist!"

There was another thunderous explosion, and hundreds of black shadows rushed towards the tower like a tide.

"Working Royal Battalion."

"exist!"

Some tall, burly, shirtless men came out, and beside them were the hot city defense crossbows and stone throwing castles that even wore out their machine guns.

"Tiger Guard Camp."

The sound spread out for a while, and in the woods outside the city not far away, three hundred fire-winged tigers shot into the sky at the same time. Under the huge fire wings, it was like a fiery red sunset covering the southwest sky.

"Siying listens to the order, kill me!"

Full of anger, Feng Jueyu had no time to argue with Qian Fengji, Feng Changde and others. With the appearance of the remaining generals from the Fourth Battalion, Feng Jueyu immediately ordered to kill.

Hearing this loud shout, the coalition forces of the major families burst into laughter after a short period of stupefaction.

Qian Fengji and Feng Changde looked at each other and laughed, the laughter was full of arrogance: "Haha, Feng Jueyu, I think you are jumping the wall in a hurry, facing our tens of thousands of soldiers, you still have to resist, you really don't know what to do .”

"Qianfengji?" Feng Jueyu swept across the laughing Qianfeng disdainfully, a stream of real energy slowly emerged from his cuff, and the almost deep dark green made everyone present dumbfounded.

"Shen... the seventh level of divine martial arts?"

Seeing Feng Jueyu activate the strength of the Seventh Layer of Divine Martial Arts, Qian Fengji and Feng Changde seemed to be stuffed into their throats by a hard object, forcibly stifling their laughter, and then, the foot of Longcheng fell into unprecedented chaos. In dead silence.

The seventh level of martial arts.

Feng Jueyu's cultivation has increased a lot in just one month, but this improvement has completely destroyed the confidence of the major families in public.After the dark green light loomed on Feng Jueyu's body surface and then gradually materialized, everyone was stunned.

Just a month ago, Feng Jueyu had shown his cultivation at the fifth level of divine martial arts, but a month later, he had already half-stepped into the sanctuary and entered the realm of the profound way. Both Fengji and Feng Changde couldn't believe it. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have thought that there would be such a terrifying speed of cultivation in the world.

For a moment, an inexplicable atmosphere of terror tightly shrouded Longcheng, but Feng Jueyu, whose anger had already burned to the hair, no longer gave the big families a chance to breathe and accept. With his left hand raised angrily, Lin Xin's corpse, which had been gradually icy, was shot towards the crowd like a cannonball under the infusion of powerful true energy.

"Kill me."

Note to readers:

The first update on the 7th.