Uncrowned Evil Emperor

There are four people standing on the Yuanyang Stone with a radius of several feet. They are none other than Wu Ya, Qing Chi, and Cheng Youzhi who followed Feng Jueyu from Zhou Nanjing. After revenge, this person is Hong Mie.

It's no wonder that the scream was full of surprise and anger...

Imagine how depressing Hong Mie is, and this is the most depressing thing, and what is even more depressing is that Feng Jue Yu's hateful sneak attack, he drifted in it for five full days against the cold wind and blizzard. These five days were simply unbelievable. On the one hand, one must always be on guard against the snow shadow beasts hidden in the violent storm. During those five days, Hong Mie had more than ten near-death experiences, all of which were saved after his life hung by a thread.

Although he didn't die, the feeling of fear made him hate Feng Jueyu to the core...

And this is not over yet. On the sixth day, Hong Mie finally found a piece of Yuanyang Stone. Although there was someone on it, he ran away without even thinking about it. He finally had a chance to catch his breath. He didn't expect to be kicked out without even staying for a long time. What he met was a master of Lingxu Realm.

At that moment, Hong Mie didn't even dare to think about it, and just ran away...

Afterwards, during the several months in the Big Five Elements Crying Snow Array, he never sat on the Yuanyang Stone for more than three days to rest well, and sometimes it lasted more than ten days, all because of his profound sincerity. Yuan He persevered with his unwillingness to die, but he used up all the pills on his body, and also used up the spirit gates collected in the ice cave. These spirit gates were not used to improve his skills, but used In terms of replenishing physical strength...

Hong Mie's heart was bleeding all the time. In the end, maybe God saw him too pitiful. He met Wu Ya and Qing Chi again, and only then occupied a piece of Yuanyang Stone and survived until now.

It's just that the area of ​​Yuanyang Stone is too small, and hundreds of people from Secret Heart Sect and Jinlan Gate can't take care of them all. The three masters are not in the mood to take care of others. Holding a piece of Yuanyang stone drove away many people with bad intentions until they met Feng Jueyu and others.

The moment he saw Feng Jueyu, Hong Mie's eyes were bloodshot immediately, and the veins on his forehead collapsed one after another. His ferocious expression seemed to be seeing the greatest enemy in his life. Hong Mie was very grateful to God, God was finally not blind, and sent Feng Jueyu to himself, so he could take revenge. Hong Mie had already thought of a way to take revenge, he didn't intend to kill Feng Jueyu, he wanted to beat him into a cripple, and then Tied to a rope, let him be in the cold wind all the time, attacked by the violent wind and snowstorm, and he has no strength to replenish himself. Anyway, he can't let him die. He wants Feng Jueyu to be tortured alive. Only in this way can he heal his heart hatred in...

"Uh, Hong Mie?"

Seeing Hong Mie, Feng Jueyu was also a little dazed, while Feng Yixue and the others were full of doubts, and said, "Hiss, this old guy is alive enough, and he's not dead yet?"

Hearing Feng Yixue's whisper, Hong Mieqi's head full of white hair stood up, and his roots stood upright: "You're dead, you bastards, today I'm going to tear you apart..."

With a stern shout, Hong Mie drew out the long sword in his waist and was about to pounce on him. Zhang Ao reacted very quickly and stood beside Feng Jueyu and asked, "Who is this person?"

"Enemy!" Feng Jueyu replied decisively.

"That's the enemy?" Zhang Ao said.

So fucking incisive!Everyone looked at Zhang Ao one after another, and nodded in unison, with an encouraging look in their eyes.

Since he is an enemy, there is nothing to say. Zhang Ao slashed his long knife across his chest, pointed at Hong Mie who had killed him alone, and shouted: "Old man, get out, this is your Master Zhang's!" .”

"Hohohoho!"

Zhang Ao's loud voice was still echoing in his throat. He had already killed him. The light of the knife covered a small area on the Yuanyang Stone in an instant. Feng Jueyu was afraid that the battle between the two would affect Yang Tuo, so he pulled him to a stand. On the edge, Wu Ya and Qing Chi on the opposite side also took a few steps back subconsciously.

The place above the Yuanyang Stone is not big, and it is definitely not enough for the two great transformation consciousness realms to display it. Zhang Ao slashed and slashed with the wind-chasing saber shadow. The end was violent, and the big shoe print was directly printed on Hong Mie's face.

Feng Jueyu and the others grinned as they watched, and even laughed secretly in their hearts, thinking: This Hong Mie is really unlucky, he hasn't died in a few months, and he met us again, so let's meet when we meet , and angered Zhang Ao's violent temper, well, it seems that this old man is over again.

Just as they were thinking, the two had already killed outside the Yuanyang Stone. The overwhelming blizzard was scattered away by layers of light and shadow of the sword, leaving behind the blue and white sky background, but the sky background color has not yet appeared, and was once again Blizzard buried it.

Beyond the whirlwind where the Yuanyang Stone was located, Zhang Ao's swords were bursting out and his strength was savage, like a tiger descending the mountain, attacking again and again, and the three layers of spiritual armor on his body crazily exuded a menacing aura. The military power of the barbarians has always been derived from the two veins of Tianren and Diyang. The wind of the Earth Yang is like fire, and the blade is like light marks; On top of that, his figure is also quite burly, and Zhang Ao's sword is a treasure of the third grade of Heiyan. This round of fierce attack, Hong Mie couldn't stop complaining...

"Damn, who are you, this old man has no enmity with you, don't bully me too much..." Hong Mie cursed angrily in the air, and drifted further and further away.

Zhang Ao is also dancing with the wind, flying farther and farther, but his left hand is still connected by a rope, no matter how far he floats, he can find Feng Jueyu, he has no fear, the blade is invincible, wide open and wide, listen Hong Mie cursed back without any politeness: "Your mother, fighting against my brother is my enemy, get out of here, get out of here."

"Ding Dong... bang bang bang! Peng!"

Gold and iron collided, fists and palms collided, and dull fighting sounds came one after another. As the two flew farther and farther away, they gradually became unclear, and the fighting sound was always clear. Not long after, an amazing roar came from the wind The flurry of dance came from the depths of the formation, and everyone felt their souls were shaken, and then they saw an angry figure shaking the long rope in Feng Jueyu's hand, and flew back at lightning speed...

"Zhang Ao!" Everyone was overjoyed, Feng Jueyu asked, "Where is he?"

"That old thing?" Zhang Ao swung the long knife, spattered a few drops of blood, and said, "I was hit by the knife, and he disappeared."

"..."

The faces of Feng Jueyu and the others must have been more exciting and exciting. It's a good feeling. Zhang Ao made three moves and two moves to let Hong Mie go with the wind. This time, I don't know if he can last until he finds the Yuanyang Stone.Feng Jueyu and the others looked at each other, then gave Zhang Ao a thumbs up.

Zhang Ao, on the other hand, had no expression on his face, his eyes fell on Wu Ya, Qing Chi, and Cheng Youzhi, and he said displeasedly, "Why are there still people here? You didn't do anything?"

Wu Ya, Qing Chi, and Cheng Youzhi's faces turned red and white with anger, thinking what does this mean?Are you really taking us seriously?Who is this kid?Such a big tone.

Feng Jueyu chuckled and said, "You moved too fast, you haven't had time yet."

He knew that if he said this, he probably didn't need to reach out, and Wu Ya and Qing Chi would be in trouble. As for the reason, Feng Jueyu didn't take him seriously at all. Huang Tianjue might be able to take care of it, not to mention there is a big master standing behind him: Long Yan...

Sure enough, as soon as Feng Jueyu finished speaking, Wu Ya and Qing Chi stood up angrily, and said loudly: "Hey, little Huangkou, Hugh is going crazy."

Qingchi said: "Feng Jueyu, I advise you to leave here immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."

"You're impolite? I want to see who is being impolite to whom?" Feng Jueyu chuckled, without any fear, and winked at Long Yan, who stood up without hesitation, with a terrifying aura like a flood It emerged like a dike, exuding a dry and hot atmosphere that is rare in the extremely cold domain.

Red and purple intertwined flames slowly climbed up its body surface. The fire was sometimes hot and sometimes cold.

At this time, Long Yan's face was full of rare excitement and excitement, because his current strength has begun to approach the realm of heaven, although the third level of consciousness is still far behind for him who had a body before, but he can't hold back Man Youshen The powerful feeling that Yan brought to him, that feeling, made him lose the mentality of fear.

It is indeed gone.

As usual, Long Yan would be like many people and spirit beasts, he would be somewhat cautious and wary of masters who were similar to him, but he would flee fearfully from powerful masters.But now, Long Yan can't do it anymore, not only can't, when the opponent's body surface shows the real vitality and brilliance, he will still have a fighting spirit in his heart.

It was a change of state of mind, which even Feng Jueyu could clearly feel. Seeing the cold and disdainful smile from the corner of Long Yan's eyes, Feng Jueyu was quite helpless. It seemed that this was a bad luck. Human group, how did you meet Zhang Ao and Long Yan?

"Go..." Before Wu Ya and Qing Chi could wake up, Zhang Ao and Long Yan had already rushed out.

When the two majestic auras converged in one place, Wu Ya and Qing Chi finally changed their colors in shock: "Three levels of consciousness, there are actually two?"

When these words were uttered, the blazing fire on Long Yan's body suddenly drowned the two of them in the gust of wind...

Note to readers:

The first update on the 13th.