Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"Emissary Yizi, Mr. Feng will go first, and the old man will take care of it here."

Seeing Zhai Ji coming to kill him viciously, Xing Runsong raised his heart fiercely to his throat. Feng Jueyu is now the benefactor of the Spirit Race, and his kindness is like nature, so he must not be harmed in the slightest, even if In exchange for the lives of the entire clan, Xing Runsong would choose to send Feng Jueyu away without hesitation.

Saying this, the spirit tribe people in the ethnic group's territory did not have the slightest objection. The spirit tribe people are famous for their love and righteousness since before the Tianyun period. Seeing it now, it is indeed true.

It's just that Feng Jueyu is not the kind of hypocrite who abandons friendship. After judging the disparity in strength between the two sides, the visible gap made Feng Jueyu block Yi Bingyan's little hand and shook his head with a wry smile: "The senior is righteous, and the younger understands it." At this moment, when the Spirit Race is alive and dead, how can Feng Mou retreat and endure humiliation alone, if these beasts are allowed to wash the Spirit Race and destroy the sacred tree with their blood, what is the point of everything they have done before going down?"

Hearing Feng Jueyu's words, not to mention Xing Runsong, even dozens of people from the Spirit Race all cast approving and grateful glances, saying that the Human Race is despicable and ungrateful, why is this person in front of him different?

Yi Bingyan looked at Feng Jueyu happily, and privately handed over a word, shyly said: "I can't tell, you are very righteous."

"Is it? lol."

After answering, Feng Jueyu's eyes moved slightly, and he quickly saw the situation on the field clearly. The gap between the two forces is actually not obvious, the difference lies in Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha. Zhenjing made a sneak attack from the outside, no wonder the spirit tribe lost so quickly, but only by holding them back, let Xing Runsong and Zhai Ji fight it out, the spirit tribe's winning rate will definitely not be less than that of the sea tribe.

As for the Sea Clan army, which was twice as many as the Spirit Clan, they could only come in if Feng Jueyu let them in. If they were not allowed, they could only watch from the outside.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, his gaze fell coldly on Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha, flashing a ruthless murderous intent.

Possessing such a strong self-confidence is not only because he broke through the first level of Condensed Truth not long ago, the key is that he has just broken through to the first level, and his body has absorbed a wisp of Manyou Divine Flame. Although it is not much, it is unexpected The most amazing thing is that this divine power actually allowed him to raise his cultivation base by a whole layer, reaching the second level of Concentrating Trueness. Even the not-so-powerful air armor instantly transformed into a first-level ghost armor.

The reason for taking the name Manyoulingjia is because Feng Jueyu discovered that the fire element contained in the Manyou Shenyan itself has an extremely cold nature. It is a cold fire that is enough to melt the soul. It is both mysterious and powerful. During the Manyou Divine Fire, for a moment, Feng Jueyu felt that the Manyou Divine Flame was more than twice as domineering than his Extreme Yang Fire Poison, or even ten or a hundred times more domineering.

And the biggest feature of Manyou Divine Flame is to exercise body and meridians. The breakthrough just now allowed Feng Jueyu to penetrate more than thirty orifice points, and directly absorbed the energy of Manyou Divine Flame and used it for himself. Increased his own true essence content again.

Others may not be clear about it, but Feng Jueyu understands it all too well. At the end of the magic of life and death, it is difficult to open up a single acupoint. The opening of thirty acupoints is equivalent to allowing him to challenge even stronger opponents. , even if he were to face Zhai Ji now, he would stand up and fight Zhai Ji without fear.

It’s just that Feng Jueyu knows that it’s better to hand over Zhai Ji to Xing Runsong now. Although the cause of the incident is his own, it has caused a fight between the two clans. As the patriarch, Xing Runsong must take the lead and watch the battle by himself at most , Wait until Xing Runsong is overwhelmed before making a move, and in Feng Jueyu's view, Zhai Ji may not be Xing Runsong's opponent in a single fight.

"Master Patriarch, please leave Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha to me. It just so happens that the younger generation has some long-cherished wishes to end with them." Feng Jueyu, who had greatly increased his skills, clenched his fists with confidence, and there was a crackling sound from his joints. ring.

"Haha, you kid is still very good at talking big, have you forgotten that you were like a lost dog on the Yunsha River?"

Without the deterrence of Huo Yuan, Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha laughed contemptuously, and volunteered to say: "My lord, hand over this kid to us, we will definitely capture him and hand him over to your lord. "

"Well, quick battle and quick decision." Zhai Ji nodded. In fact, if he observed Feng Jueyu with his spiritual sense, he would understand why the other party had such confidence. Breaking through the double realm within half a month, so I didn't care.What he needs to worry about now is how to defeat Xing Runsong without the help of Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha.Fortunately, Xing Runsong was injured just now, and the gap between them was obviously much smaller.

"It's different today." Feng Jueyu smiled, and suddenly took the lead.

Zhai Ji also gave a cold snort and rushed towards Xing Runsong.

The great war resumed, the five masters divided into two battlefields and started a life-and-death struggle, and the two camps also roared and rushed at each other.

"boom!"

The two forces charged and collided, and the astonishing roar resounded again. Yi Bingyan held a long sword in her hand and danced gracefully, with a womanly look in her eyebrows, her gaze fell steadily on Xingwu. Before joining the battle group, Yan couldn't help snorting: "Xingwu, you are still obsessed with your obsession. Do you want to let the Sea Clan destroy the Spirit Clan before you give up?"

"I..." Xing Wu hesitantly hesitated to speak, his heart was in a mess, he was thinking about the consequences in the future, if he helped the Spirit Race, it would be tantamount to returning from the wrong way, but he knew Xing Runsong's personality too well, Even if the prodigal son turns back in the end, Xing Runsong will expel him from the Eldar.But if you don't help, but instead help the tyrant, maybe after killing all the people of the Spirit Race, no one will know what he did. Moreover, the current situation is that the Sea Race side has a great advantage, even if the Human Race kid acts as a helper , How can a peak of martial arts fight against two great congealers?

what to do?If the Spirit Clan is defeated, wouldn't he become a delicacy among the Sea Clan along with his clan?

Thinking back and forth, Xing Wu bit and stomped his feet, and finally his selfishness overcame his reason. When he held a longbow in his hand, he bent the bow and set an arrow, and shot out without any explanation. The arrow pierced through with a whoosh The sky under the moonlit night swept straight out, turning into a stream of light and bombarding an elder of the Spirit Race.

"puff!"

Blood splashed everywhere, no one thought that Xingwu would be crazy enough to truly betray the clan in the end, the arrow pierced through an elder's right shoulder, and brought up a large cloud of blood, the seriously injured elder and Xing Runsong, The expressions of Yi Bingyan and the others changed suddenly, and they gritted their teeth in hatred.

"Bastard, you actually hurt your own people?"

"Haha." Xing Wu's black hair flew up in a mess, and he said with a ferocious look: "Don't lie to me, Xing Runsong, Yi Bingyan, you are still ignorant, so I won't be stupid with you. Wu still needs to cultivate to the realm of heaven and god, and to travel the world with eternal life, do you think I will be as stupid as you to go to kill yourself knowing that there is no end to death? I will not, I am not you."

Smiling maniacally, Xing Wu's expression was extremely ferocious, Zhai Ji hooked the corners of his mouth jokingly, his heart was extremely happy. The family is undoubtedly a great help.

He praised: "Xing Wu, you did a good job. When you get rid of everyone here, you will be the next patriarch of the Spirit Race. With this ancient pine, more Spirit Race will come to Mu Xing. You just wait to enjoy it." Prosperity and wealth."

Xing Wu was originally a crazy person, and he hadn't thought of replacing Xing Runsong before. Hearing what Zhai Ji said, Xing Wu's eyes sparkled and he was very excited. He didn't realize at all that Zhai Ji's words were impossible. cash.

"Then thank you, Lord Palace Master."

Xing Wu bowed his knees and gave a salute, and Xing Runsong who watched him swears: "Bastard, really a beast."

Feng Jueyu had a panoramic view of everything that happened in front of him, sneered shamelessly, and said to Xing Runsong: "He is already crazy, unless he dies, he can't turn back."

"Feng Jueyu, your death is imminent, save some energy, go on the road to Huangquan." Xing Wu roared like crazy, and rushed towards Feng Jueyu desperately.

Originally there were two masters, plus Xing Wu, Xing Runsong and Yi Bingyan gasped.

Just as he was about to sound a reminder, at this moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly stretched out a hand when he saw that Feng Jueyu was in a strong match against Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha. Xing Wu who came to kill.

"Go away, you are not worthy to fight with me."

There was a loud shout like a thunderbolt, and the howling wind blew violently from the palm, and a roar like a dragon's chant rose from the palm wind, a twisted white dragon danced and flew up into the sky, and with a powerful The forces of the Xingwu slammed into Xingwu with an angry mouth.

"boom!"

The moment bursts of white smoke rose, no one could see what happened, but Xing Wu's forward momentum seemed to be blocked by a huge force and bounced back, a mouthful of blood couldn't help but flow from his throat. It sprayed out, and its burly figure flew out without any warning like a dead leaf in late autumn...

With just one palm, a master with the sixth level of martial arts was knocked back and sent flying. This scene immediately stunned many warriors.

"Condensation... Condensation Realm?"

Bo Yuanbo and Luo Sha were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but spit out Feng Jueyu's current state...

"Surprised? The more surprised ones are yet to come. Smelly seahorses and dead sharks. You have chased me for hundreds of miles. We should settle this old debt."

Smiling, Feng Jueyu rubbed his palms on his chest, and a layer of bright silver spirit armor suddenly emerged. Unlike everyone's spirit armor and air armor, the spirit armor on his body actually had dark blue flames.

Quite a ghost!

Note to readers:

The second update on the 3th.