Uncrowned Evil Emperor

In an instant, the battle broke out, and Lin Jiu didn't say anything else. He flew forward with a knife. Although he was about to rot, his skills were extremely vigorous. With a light touch of his toes, a silver cluster exploded on the roof. The silver cluster exploded, and there was a thunderous sound , with the help of a touch of the ground, Lin Jiuhua turned into a black streamer and disappeared under the dark starry night.

The surrounding torches were so bright that it was difficult to see Lin Jiu's lightning-like figure, and an angry shout sounded from high in the sky: "Feng Jueyu, die."

"Shh!"

A large swath of blade glow followed, like pouring rain, inciting the gale wind in the sky to kill like a roar. The piercing blade pierced through the space and made a piercing sound. Just the sharp sound of the blade cutting through the air caused some warriors who came to watch the battle to cover their ears in pain.

The warriors gathered from all directions were still talking and laughing and guessing the final victory of this dispute. After Lin Jiu's sword light fell, the crowd suddenly fell into an unprecedented tranquility. Both eyes were focused on the long knife in Lin Jiu's hand, for fear of missing any link.

"good."

Staring at the falling of the sword light, Feng Jueyu slightly raised his eyes to focus on the front, releasing his spiritual consciousness all over his body, feeling the movement and changes of the five elements of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and instantly noticed Lin Jiu's details.

"Earth Yang Meridian Method."

In the stellar wind, subtle heat waves hit, which made him conclude that Lin Jiu's specialty in martial arts, the Earth Yang Meridian, took a pure and masculine path. Unleashing endless power, no wonder the old man felt domineering and ruthless to himself, it turned out to be related to the profound kung fu he practiced.

Knowing that Lin Jiu's strength is extraordinary, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to push it too far. He aimed at the gap in the blade light, and quickly mobilized the thick true energy in his body. With a light flick of his wrist, a sword light penetrated like a needle Among the blades...

As the first interviewer, Feng Jueyu had two purposes. One was to see how powerful the Seventh Layer of Shengdan was, and the other was to know what grade the opponent's long sword was.

"Buzz!"

With this touch, deafening buzzing erupted from the roof, and the two divine weapons entangled together, stirring up bursts of flying vitality. In an instant, the Lin family's mansion became completely devastated by the competition between the two masters...

The debris of the cross-bars of the eaves beams flew randomly, and there were bursts of thunder-like roars, and the cold dark night became brighter than daylight in the blink of an eye, all because of the sparks aroused by the collision of the two magic soldiers. illuminate.

"Pong!"

There was a muffled light that followed, and the onlookers originally couldn't see the direction of the two of them clearly, but with the light of the spark, they realized that the two were about to separate.

beep, beep...

There was the sound of two people's backward footsteps on the roof, leaving two deep dents on the roof tiles. At this moment, everyone was a little dazed.You must know that the strength gap between these two people is too great. One is the third level of Shengdan, the other is the seventh level of Shengdan. It must have ended with Feng Jueyu at a disadvantage, but unfortunately, this is not the case.

As far as I can see, counting from the point where the two fought, the two of them took a few steps back together, and these steps are almost exactly the same, all six steps.

In the first fight, it is impossible for anyone to show all their abilities. As a test, it is normal to keep your hands, but you have to distinguish between your own weight and my own weight. With Lin Jiu's cultivation level close to the realm of consciousness, if you keep your hands The hand should also be stronger than Feng Jueyu, but how does it look, no one suffers from this move?

Xihua Village under the moonlit night was obviously extremely quiet, and everyone was scratching their heads for no reason...

Could it be that Lin Jiu deliberately gave way to Feng Jueyu?

Impossible, this revenge of killing sons and grandchildren has never been seen before.

Could it be that Feng Jueyu's cultivation was comparable to Lin Jiu's?

Impossible, the competition between the two real essence just now had a very obvious difference.

The more people look at it, the more they don't understand. One by one, you look at me, and I look at you, the boss's doubts.

They don't understand, but it doesn't mean that the two parties don't understand. Feng Jueyu took the knife, which is a sword technique that can be used freely. And with this sword, he really tested Lin Jiu's strength.

Strong, just one word.

Feng Jueyu's wrists were numb and his whole arm was a little out of control when the knife came down. This was due to the use of cleverness. If he took the knife head-on, he still didn't know what would happen to him?It seems to be careful, this old man's strength is really not weak.Feng Jueyu thought.

Feng Jueyu was surprised, and Lin Jiu was even more surprised. The knife just now used nearly [-]% of his strength. Although it was not the best knife he had learned in his life, it was not something that ordinary people could break through. Even with Lin Jiu's experience It seems that even the masters of the same level will suffer a dark loss just with that slash, let alone Feng Jueyu...

However, the facts were beyond Lin Jiu's expectations. Feng Jueyu not only didn't suffer a loss, but forced himself back by as many as six steps, which was the same number of steps as he retreated, without gaining any advantage.

Surprised, Lin Jiu's eyes straightened a little. This is too abnormal. Even if the sword just now was indescribable, this phenomenon would not have happened. What kind of sword technique is this, so ingenious?

Looking at Feng Jueyu who caused some trouble for him, Lin Jiu didn't say anything. He was a master of tricks, and he focused on fighting wits and courage. It's nothing compared to what I've learned all over myself. I'm not afraid of letting this kid take advantage of me, but it won't be like this in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiu retracted the long knife, placed it across his chest, and suddenly raised the knife to slash. There was just a soft sound, and Feng Jueyu quickly stuck the blade of the sword with the body of the sword, held his wrist down, and used a word-wrapping formula to pull Lin Jiu's blade to the roof.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the Lin family's mansion almost collapsed. This was not over yet, Feng Jueyu quickly brought up the blade again, slipped his foot, approached him, turned his wrist and shook the sword and stabbed continuously.

"Tu thu thu!" The three swords stabbed out wildly, Lin Jiu's face sank, and he turned his long knife back and used the blade to open the three swords. His left fist spat out a surge of true energy and hit Feng Jue. Feather's left back shoulder.

Feng Jueyu was also unambiguous, his body continued to turn, turned into a whirlwind and let the punch go, raised his elbow, and with a bang, he felt his entire shoulder go numb, but the subsequent true energy followed The rush came, cleared the meridians that were stagnated by the punch, and slapped Lin Jiu's chest with a forward palm...

"Bang! Bang! Dang! Dang!"

Swords, knives, fists, palms, thousands of lights are flying, and the two are entangled in an instant. You strike me with a sword, and you punch me with a palm. The blows are wonderful and without any hindrance. The fiery air waves quickly swept away In the Lin family's mansion, from time to time, two strands of black and white intersecting horses and long vigor interacted and fought constantly. Flickering and flickering in the sky were the phantoms of Feng Jueyu and Lin Jiu's fists, swords and knives. Compared with the black and white lotus-like true vitality splashing around...

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than forty moves, evenly matched. Under the fighting of the two masters, the roof of the Lin family mansion was completely blasted to the ground. It was like a city god's temple without the roof. The rafters and the square roof beam were blasted into several pieces, flying aimlessly in the air of the Lin family mansion...

Watching the two masters in the sky fighting back and forth fiercely, the surrounding warriors all showed incredulous expressions, and the patriarchs of the major families on the short building followed the two figures with their mouths wide open. Go, can't even speak at all.

"This...is amazing..."

"Lin Jiu can't take advantage of it at all. Is that kid a third-level Shengdan?"

Wei Ming stared and rubbed his eyes three or four times. It was hard to believe that what he saw was real. This is not the strength that a third-level Shengdan master should have. This is clearly a cultivation level close to the realm of consciousness...

The tea in Hong Mie's hand was already cold, and he forgot the tea in his hand when the two of them met each other after a face-to-face encounter. Feng Jueyu was able to draw with Lin Jiu. Although it was only temporary, it was not easy.

The division of realms of warriors is definitely characterized by clear distinctions. Even if the weak win the strong, it depends on whether the physical strength and true energy can keep up. You must know that every punch, every palm, and every knife of Lin Jiu contains hidden strength. Incomparably huge power, an ordinary Shengdan triple would be out of breath after receiving a few moves, but as for Feng Jueyu, it is obvious that this kid has put all his strength into every move, but his true essence But still kept up.

Looking at his swordsmanship and moves, there is no trace at all, just like searching for a move, they are all performed on the spot, and they are quite in place without any flaws.

Hong Mie, who had just stepped into the realm of consciousness, carefully analyzed and observed Feng Jueyu's every move with his spiritual consciousness, racking his brains to find some flaws, but was unable to do so. Gradually, Hong Mie's cold sweat flowed down Well, this is a kid in his twenties who possesses shocking martial arts skills. If time passes, will this be okay?

"No, no, it must not be like this!" Hong Mie clutched the teacup tightly, unknowingly, the teacup had been crushed into powder by him, but he didn't even know it, his eyes and consciousness were all the time Not following the changes in Feng Jueyu's moves, the more he looked at it, the more chilling he felt.

Note to readers:

The first update on the 27th.