Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Gunpowder smoke rose from the top of Jinmapo Mountain, and accompanied by Ruoda's roar, Kunyan's body, which was almost cast in copper and iron, was flung far away in the eyes of everyone.

This scene simply caught everyone's attention.

From the time Feng Jueyu appeared to the action, it took only a few sentences. Many people haven't figured out what happened, and more people just searched the three things about "Feng Jueyu" from the memory in their minds. The slight memory of the word is such a short moment, the tall man who was once looked up at was easily knocked down from mid-air under the eyes of everyone.

What is strength, this is it.

Seeing Kunyan falling vertically, there was no sound on the horse slope, almost everyone opened their mouths, looking in disbelief at the old man who fell from the top of the mountain and smashed the ground into a human-shaped crater.

The originally evenly matched battle ended in such a way that there was no suspense.

Hai Batian swallowed hard, his eyes were still fixed on the moment when the dark green true essence flashed just now, he felt that his thinking could not keep up with Feng Jueyu's speed at all, this was simply the gap between heaven and earth , Now I finally understand that when I saw Feng Jueyu the first day, the other party must have kept his hand. If I replaced the air wave with the palm just now, I would have to peel off my skin even if I didn't die.

What a joke, a master who still has nearly a few hundred strokes to fight with himself, just slapped it like a meat ball and embedded it on the ground on the top of the mountain, which makes people die.

In front of the shattered and messed-up handsome tent, Xu Liefeng, Xu Ziyang's grandson, Heavenly Swordsman Mu Wenxin and Sui Kongren all had demented expressions.

They couldn't be more clear about how high Kunyan's cultivation was. He was a person who definitely stood on the top of the pyramids around Tiannan. Such an indifferent master who didn't even dare to face himself, could not even beat the opponent's move, and was defeated so unbearably.What a concept.

Back then, the domineering kid who had no one in his eyes was just armed with a powerful weapon and escorted by a few masters. What did Feng Jueyu have?Isn't that the word lucky?That's all.

However, in just two years, the guy who was running around who was hunted down by Tianjian Mountain actually stood firmly on top of them, becoming an existence that everyone could only look up to. This gap is really unacceptable.

While looking at each other, Xu Liefeng and the others suddenly felt that the once arrogant and domineering kid had returned, and this time he was even more unscrupulous than before, because his strength had far surpassed everyone, even Xu Ziyang's Master is not his opponent either.

"You bastard, how dare you sneak up on this old man."

On the top of the mountain, an angry voice rang out from the human-shaped pit. Kun Yan angrily pulled up his figure with a muddy face. Unlike Xu Liefeng and others, he didn't think Feng Jueyu's strength was overbearing, and the reason why he was able to hit with one palm was nothing more than a sneak attack.

Kun Yan, who always thought he had no defeat, had a hard time accepting this reality. His humiliation and unwilling anger intertwined with his proud heart and shot from the ground into the sky.

"You are Feng Jueyu?" Dahua's bloody and muddy face was full of annoyance and resentment, and Kun Yan glared at Feng Jueyu frantically, wanting to tear Feng Jueyu into pieces.

Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes and looked at Kunyan. He didn't kill him just now. He actually wanted to subdue the opponent before torture him. He didn't expect this old bone to be tough, and he looked like a normal person when he slapped him It seems that the beating is not enough.

"Old man, it seems that you are really impatient." Feng Jueyu didn't even answer, his tone was full of disdain, and with a whoosh, he swept over again, and the Four Elephants Killing Art raged out.

A tangible and intangible white dragon curled around its arm, only to see a flash of whiteness, and a huge fist shadow spewed out.

Compared with the sneak attack on Kun Yan just now, this punch was obviously sharper and faster, with almost no warning, the old punch hit Kun Fang's face.

"boom!"

With a punch, Kunyan's face burst into peach blossoms, and his body fell into the mountain again weakly.

This time, Feng Jueyu was not polite, and he followed Kun Yan's body like a shadow with one blow, followed by Cun Zhi, Jin Zhang, and two more hits, hitting Kun Yan's chest directly. It collapsed into a large piece, firmly pressed the opponent into the soil, aimed five or six punches at the old face like a cannonball, and then withdrew and retreated.

On the top of the mountain filled with flying dust and dust, until he retreated back to the hill with a beautiful diving leap, everyone realized that Kunyan had already breathed in but not exhausted.

"Idiot, you must force me to do it."

Feng Jueyu cast a disdainful glance at Kunyan who was on the ground, and immediately walked over as if nothing had happened.

After watching this flashing scene, there was no sound on the entire mountain top, even Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiang Nanhou, and Dao Zhong had black lines all over their heads, thinking to themselves: This kid, getting more and more fierce.

In the south of the sky, Xu Liefeng and Xu Ziyang looked at Feng Jueyu who was walking towards them with fear. It was really hard to imagine that the scene just now was completely done by this kid in his early twenties, while Mu Wenxin and Sui Kongren had already thrown away He dropped the sword in his hand and stood there with his eyes closed, waiting to die.

"Come here, tie them up for me and bring them back to the imperial capital. The old debt should be settled with the dog emperor."

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Tiannan Imperial Capital, nourish your heart...

The luxurious palace hall is brightly lit, and the ever-burning lamps under the purple decoration present the style of the Ninth Five-Year Lord. In this hall of absolute power, which is a symbol of extreme luxury, the atmosphere is now extremely depressing...

Zhou Renguang sat on the dragon chair, holding a secret report in his hand and trembling slightly. Uneasiness, anxiety, and anger burned his heart like poisonous fire.

After sitting for half a stick of incense without moving a muscle, Zhou Renguang suddenly lost his usual calm and tore the secret report into pieces.

"Feng Jueyu!"

Biting out the hated name from the root of his teeth, the dragon case turned into pieces of fragmented sawdust under the pressure of his thick palm.

Three days ago, a secret report came from the front battlefield. The general of Zhenxi Xu Ziyang and the national teacher Xu Liefeng went to the western border to fight against the enemy. They didn't want to meet Feng Jueyu and the four kings of Shangguan Lingyun. However, the millions of troops sent by Tiannan to the western border did not play any role at all, and they were forcefully controlled.

Kun Yan died in battle, under Feng Jueyu's three palms and four punches;

Xu Liefeng, Xu Ziyang, Mu Wenxin, and Sui Kongren were all captured;

Under the deterrence of Feng Jueyu, the grassland army had no choice but to retreat, and vowed never to enter the hinterland of Tiannan.

"Feng Jueyu, it's Feng Jueyu again, he's back."

Damn!

Thinking of the name that kept him awake at night, Zhou Renguang's heart was filled with remorse and anger. More than two years ago, the son-in-law of the Shangguan family who was not in his eyes was now the key to subverting the imperial power. There are also Shangguan Lingyun, Mu Hongtu, Xiang Nanhou, Dao Zhong, they should have been killed a long time ago.

"Am I wrong?" Zhou Renguang closed his eyes weakly, and leaned back on the dragon chair, trembling uncontrollably. With the aura of a master of the Divine Martial Realm, he is like an old man on the verge of death, helplessly recalling his life's experiences.

"Brother Huang." In the hall, Zhou Renyi sighed helplessly. On his brother's face, he saw unprecedented loss and despair: "Admit your mistake."

Zhou Renguang opened his eyes slightly, complex meanings flashed across his expression, and he said in a hateful voice: "You let me admit my mistake? Haha, it's ridiculous, I am the king of a country, so there is nothing wrong with me."

"Mr. Hun, don't you know your mistake?" Beside Zhou Renyi was the upright Zhang Changling.

His eyes lightly fell on Zhou Renguang, and Zhang Changling reprimanded him without fear: "For a mere treasure that does not exist, you have plunged yourself into the quagmire of selfishness. First, you murdered the four founding fathers, and then you It is not Feng Jueyu who wants to kill you if you start a dispute between the two countries, it is God who wants to kill you, you are a senseless and stupid king."

Zhang Changling roared angrily, the old man without martial arts skills, shouting twice in a fit of rage would obviously be extraordinarily strenuous and haggard.

Although he was pointing out Zhou Renguang's mistake, the other party obviously didn't have the consciousness of admitting his mistake: "Zhang Changling, shut up, don't think that the emperor is still here, I won't dare to kill you, that Feng Jueyu hasn't returned to Tiannan for a day, Today Tiannan is still mine, and it is easy for me to kill you."

Zhang Changling was not wronged, and said with a joking smile: "Huh, yes, you are the king of a country, you hold the power of the world, and killing a person is no different from crushing an ant. Unfortunately, you can't be an emperor." There are too many, the frontier sent a message, Feng Jueyu is rushing back to the imperial capital with the four heavenly kings, then it will be your death, Zhou Renguang, you will pay for your sins for the souls of hundreds of thousands of soldiers who died in the southern and western frontiers."

"Also?" Zhou Renguang sneered twice. At this time, he was no longer the master of a country who planned strategies. Under absolute power, he knew that he had no way to deal with Feng Jueyu.Excessive despair eventually led to the distortion of his human nature: "This world belongs to me. If I want to kill, who can stop it. Haha, I understand. Feng Jueyu is not reconciled. He can usurp my throne, but I won't let it go." He wishes, haha, come here."

A Custodian guard ran in.

Zhou Renguang said frantically: "Order Zhuang Ji, the commander of the imperial army, to slaughter the city for three days, haha, I want to see how Feng Jueyu can be the lord of a country when Tiannan is gone."

"Mr. Hun, you are crazy." Hearing these words, both Zhang Changling and Zhou Renyi were taken aback.

They didn't expect Zhou Renguang to be so crazy. In order to avenge Feng Jueyu, even the people in Tiannan would not be spared.

"He's crazy, and he's crazy. Zhou Renguang, is this all you can do?"

As soon as Zhou Renguang's words fell, a playful and contemptuous voice sounded in the hall.

Note to readers:

The second update on the 21st, I came back too late yesterday, and I didn’t have any inspiration in the middle of the night. This chapter is a bit slow, sorry. . . .