Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In the Yihongjian Gorge, there is a strange smell in the air. It is a sharp breath, yet manic and restless. The damp and dry are mixed with each other, exuding the smell of sticky earth, blue, white, purple, blue and red. Winding around, covering the line of sight and narrowing the field of vision...

Walking alone in the narrow canyon, Feng Jueyu's first feeling was danger. The miasma in front of him was very thick, and the fierce aura was constantly approaching. It seemed that he had discovered Feng Jueyu's existence and wanted to cut him into pieces. .

This is just the entrance, not entering the formation.

Feng Jueyu clearly saw that beside him was a stone tablet with heavy traces of vicissitudes, and the vigorous characters engraved with a sword on it revealed a sharp breath.

"Leaning on the Rainbow Sword Gorge"

Standing in front of the stele, he could almost step over it, but Feng Jueyu didn't do that. Feeling the sharp sword energy ahead, his expression gradually became serious.

"What a domineering sword aura." Rao, who is respected by swords, has no choice but to praise the sword aura at this moment. The sword aura in Jianxia is completely beyond his imagination. It is a wave that he has never seen before. powerful breath.

"Hehe, he's scared."

Outside the canyon, Chen Luo's resentful expression became secretly pleased when he saw Feng Jueyu stop before the entrance of the canyon. Yihongjian Gorge was a treasured place for his cultivation that he often went in and out of. The Holy Land of Learning is mostly due to the existence of Yihong Jianxia. The sword energy there can completely make the masters of the Condensed Realm Realm only stay for about ten breaths, because these ten breaths are enough to exhaust the energy of ordinary Condensed Realm first-level masters. Real money.

There is only one possibility for people who don't know Yihongjian Gorge to rush in, and that is certain death.

Chen Luo vaguely remembered that day in the main hall, after Feng Jueyu left, Wu Qingqiu made a request to Dao Lingkong. A promise to fight the three of them.

Why should he fight me?Just relying on his three-legged kung fu and weak real energy?

Boy, I wish you an untimely death!

Smiling sinisterly, Chen Luo turned his head to look at the goddess in his heart, unexpectedly, he found that Wu Qingqiu's attention was not on himself, nor on the entrance of the canyon.

Wu Qingqiu, who was in a daze, was lowering her head and blushing at this moment, not knowing what she was thinking.

Wu Qingqiu has never felt the way she does today. It is the first time she has ever encountered a man's skin-to-skin contact and ear-to-ear relationship. When the warm air sprayed on her face, her heart jumped like a bunny. non-stop.

How did that happen?

Oops, what am I thinking about?That guy dared to tease this girl face to face, this girl must make you look good.

Thinking wildly, Wu Qingqiu suddenly raised her head, met Chen Luo's eyes, and turned her head away with a snort.

The shy red face before, coupled with the indifference now, made Chen Luo hate Feng Jueyu even more.

"He went in, count quickly, how long it will take for him to come out." At this moment, the crowd erupted into shouts, and everyone began to stare at the entrance intently.

At the same time, Feng Jueyu also walked into the Yihong Sword Gorge. The moment he stepped in, Feng Jueyu absolutely swore that he was fully prepared, but when he walked in, there was a fierce and unstoppable wave. A horse's sword light suddenly came from the front with a violent arrow. Although this sword energy is not strong, it definitely has the power of Ningzhen First Layer.

"Shh!"

The cyan sword light flashed, and Feng Jueyu subconsciously stepped back, but he knew that he was standing on the edge of the sword gorge. Wouldn't it be a joke for people outside to step back by taking this step?

Gritting his teeth, Feng Jueyu swooped in with a short body, and at the same time, the word "one" flashed through his thoughts...

Take a breath.

A sword.

The blue sword light shot out close to the scalp, and the cold murderous aura carried by the sharp sword light made Feng Jueyu shiver all over.

Such a fast sword.

He murmured, and before Feng Jueyu could react, three more sword lights flashed across from the left, front, and right, splitting into three directions to attack Feng Jueyu.

The gorgeous purple, blue and red three-color sword light is more powerful than the previous sword energy, and there are slight scratches in the space...

"Hmph, if I can't cure you, do I still need to hang out in Hongtu?"

With a cold snort, Feng Jueyu competed with the sword glows in the sword array, moved slightly past the two sword glows, flipped the Chaos Dagger in his right hand, sat on the horse, lifted himself up, The true essence surged up, and the full of true energy refined in the morning immediately turned into a blade of light and twisted towards the sword glow.

"when……"

Jianmang flew in response to the sound, and Feng Jueyu's right hand went numb from the shock, and soon Feng Jueyu calculated the actual power of Jianmang...

Calculated by the amount of true energy, to block this sword, it takes about one-third of the true energy in one orifice...

"Amazing."

Feng Jueyu took a deep breath, and finally had a little understanding of the previous evaluation of the people outside. No wonder they set a time limit for how much time they could walk out. It turns out that the power of the sword energy here is so great. And it looks good, this sword energy seems to have the characteristics of the main attack, and the second is the invincibility, the key is not to give people any breathing time...

"Hmph, my lord has 410 eight orifices, the real energy is thick and thick, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Knowing the power of the formation, Feng Jueyu rushed into the canyon with an angry roar, the Chaos Dagger in his hand was flying like a dance and as fast as lightning.

Under adversity, it is best to exercise the change and power of moves. This is like two masters fighting for life and death. Although the shackles of the realm determine the difference between strength and weakness, in order to survive, one's own potential also accounts for a lot. part of the weight.

Now Feng Jueyu began to like places like Yihongjian Gorge a little bit, because here, he could vent his inexhaustible true energy, squeeze his true energy reserves to the extreme, and hone his martial arts skills crazily , There is no need to worry about being attacked by others, because no one here will waste energy attacking themselves unless they want to die with themselves.

"Come on, let's see how long I can last."

Unleashed at lightning speed, the chaotic dagger in Feng Jueyu's hand fluttered like a butterfly flower, and sword lights were pulled out by him, hitting the ax-like canyon, leaving clear sword marks one after another.

Just as Feng Jueyu was dancing his blade to his heart's content, in the depths of the canyon, a pair of eyes were staring at him tightly.

"Huh? Who is this person?"

Not far from Feng Jueyu, a well-dressed young man with short black hair made a doubtful voice. This man is tall and mighty, but his appearance is suave and suave. He looks like a dragon among men. Covered with sweat, the long sword in his hand kept waving, swinging away the sword lights that seemed to be attacking Feng Jueyu.

The difference with Feng Jueyu is that this person's movements are more relaxed, often pulling out at will without turning his head, and the sword light attacking from behind will fly and shoot long.

Picking up the tip of the sword casually, the black-haired young man raised his sword finger and put it on his chest, his true energy suddenly released, and with a buzzing sound, he pushed away all the dozens of sword lights that were attacking, and immediately, he stood firmly In mid-air, with his right hand holding the long sword behind his back, standing like this, the outer force of true energy forced all the sword lights coming and going half a meter away from the body surface, and he did not need to use his hands calmly.

The black-haired young man looked at the front carefully, his eyes were constantly changing, from doubt to surprise to surprise and finally shock, the short time was extremely exciting.

"When did such a master appear in Tiangong? His short blade seems to have no tricks, but he strikes first and is just right. Well, with a third-level cultivation of Ningzhen, he actually stayed here for a full eighty breaths. Could it be? The descendants of Zhao and Chen?"

The young man murmured, and when he released his energy again, he no longer bothered to pay attention to the sword light, because he found that watching the kid on the opposite side enter the formation was more interesting than practicing by himself.

"One hundred breaths?" The young man's eyes suddenly brightened: "Ningzhen Sanchong insists on one hundred breaths, which is already the limit, why don't you go out?"

"120 breaths." The young man counted silently, his pupils dilated continuously.

"Still going out?"

"130 breaths? Terrible, this person doesn't seem to be deliberately suppressing the realm of cultivation, why..."

"140 interest? Is it over yet?"

……

Just as the young man with short black hair watched Feng Jueyu enter the formation in shock, outside the Yihong Canyon, there was an unprecedented silence.

Pairs of eyes showing astonishment were tightly locked on the entrance of the canyon, whispering, almost resounding in an orderly manner under the same rhythm.

"140 five..."

"150..."

"160..."

"He hasn't come out yet? He won't die inside, will he?"

Seeing Feng Jueyu walk into the Yihong Sword Gorge with their own eyes, the members of Wanyue Tiangong who knew his cultivation base were all paying attention to how long Feng Jueyu stayed in the sword formation. When they discovered that Feng Jueyu had already exceeded 160 Before the breath came out, people had a thought at the same time: that arrogant guy must have died inside.

As disciples of Wanyue Tiangong, they know the Yihong Sword Gorge very well. For the masters of the third level of Ningzhen, they must come out after staying in it for a maximum of [-] breaths, otherwise they will never be alive to see the sun in the next morning.

Wu Qingqiu panicked, he didn't expect Feng Jueyu to be so unlucky, he died?

"Oh, my grand plan, sir, is it unfortunate..." Chen Luo smiled, but before he finished speaking, suddenly, a yellow halo lit up at the mouth of the Sword Canyon, and with this light, three sword glows Shot out of time.

The big formation is laid out according to the layout of the formation. Usually, the sword energy will not leave Taniguchi, unless someone pulls out the sword energy deliberately.

This also means...

"That guy isn't dead?"

An exclamation sounded in an instant, as if to verify people's guesses. When the voice fell, a figure burst out from the canyon.

"Damn, I can't hold it anymore, what the hell is this place?"

"Feng... Feng Jueyu?"

Outside Taniguchi, Wu Qingqiu and Chen Luo froze at the same time...

Note to readers:

The first update on the 22nd.I can't stand it anymore. . .