Uncrowned Evil Emperor

At this time, Feng Jueyu was in a cave called Dry Blood Cave, and there were corpses everywhere on the ground. For these blood cultivator disciples who blocked his footsteps, Feng Jueyu had no mercy at all, and kicked them like stumbling blocks Fuck, Feng Jueyu has seen through a lot of things in Hongtu Dashi these years, for example, human life, it seems like a grass is not an exaggeration at all, in short, if you don't kill people, they will kill you, in order to survive, killing is the best good way.

The destruction of the blood clan was actually just Feng Jueyu's resentment towards Mei Shangyou. If he was merciful and only sought revenge on Mei Shangyou, there would be no guarantee that there would be a second Mei Shangyou and a third one. In the end, if you want to do it, you have to do it neatly, so that people don't dare to have the slightest thought of resentment and revenge against themselves, so that they can survive better.

In the wandering cave, Feng Jueyu was not in a hurry to leave. A middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood in front of him was the cave of this dry blood cave, and Feng Jueyu didn't bother to write down his name. , Killing or not killing depends entirely on his mood. At this moment, he held a thick roster in his hand and looked through them one by one, and suddenly saw the name he had been looking for all along.

Huang Tianjue.

There was a red cross on the name, I don't know what it meant.

"What does this mean?" Feng Jueyu asked, holding the roster in front of the dry blood cave master.

The man was already spitting out blood from the beating, and seeing that he had only half his life left, and because Feng Jueyu was careful, there was still a chance of life. At this moment, he felt that there was nothing more important than his own life. For Feng Jueyu The problem with Jue Yu, a demon, is that he knows everything and says everything.

Glancing at the name twice, the dry blood cave master showed deep fear in his eyes, and replied panting: "I know this person, he is a member of the Huang family of the three clans of Wanyue Tiangong, because he offended Xiang Donghe was dispatched here to be tortured. When he first came here, he was indeed in the Dry Blood Cave, but because of his extremely high cultivation, he was sent to the Blood Vault Temple not long after..."

"Where is the Blood Vault Temple?" Feng Jueyu consciously had a detailed understanding of the Blood Race before coming here, but he had never heard of the Blood Vault Temple.

The dry blood cave master blinked his eyes, hesitated to speak, Feng Jueyu's eyes froze, murderous intent suddenly arose.

The dry blood cave master trembled all over at this glance, and hurriedly said: "I said, I said, the Blood Vault Temple is a forbidden area of ​​Xuecang Mountain. Most people don't know it. I only heard about it when I sent Huang Tianjue there not long ago. After all, the Blood Dome Temple is behind the Dingyan Cave, and it is said that it seems to be a foreign land left by the Blood Emperor."

"Access to a foreign land?" Feng Jueyu was taken aback.

The dry blood cave master nodded and said: "It should be, I heard that the blood god is there."

"Blood God? What is this?"

"I know this, but there are many blood servants among the blood clan who will be sent to the Blood God Temple to support the Blood God. This Huang Tianjue was sent in more than a year ago, and now I'm afraid..."

"Damn it!" Feng Jueyu was furious when he heard this, and it took so much effort to find this place. It would be too bad for Huang Tianjue to die. Thinking of this, he swears and asked: "The Dingyan Cave is right here. Front?"

"Yes……"

Feng Jueyu stood up silently, but this time he didn't kill the cave master of Withered Blood, he turned around and fled out of the cave quickly.

Just when he flew out of the cave, dozens of strong auras suddenly locked him firmly, feeling the inexplicable powerful aura and quantity, even Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel a sinking in his heart Without hesitation, he turned slightly sideways, just in time to dodge a blood-colored long sword, and then Feng Jueyu was about to fight back, and several swords rushed forward. This surprise attack was intermittent, orderly, orderly, deep The profound meaning of the dark formation method does not appear to be in a hurry. Although there are many sword lights, they are not pierced by one person, but dozens of people attack together. From top to bottom, from beginning to end, there is no gap at all, especially the surging Their auras are all above the Shengdan state, almost the same, ranging from the first to the third level.

Although Feng Jueyu felt that he had achieved great feats, he did not dare to be careless in the face of a large number of masters in the alchemy realm. With his back to the numerous sword glows, he dodged left and right, and escaped from the shadow of the sword after several moves. He saw at least seventy blood-cloaked blood warriors tightly surrounding him.

"The strength is good." After entering Xuecang Mountain for so long, Feng Jueyu finally found an opponent who could arouse his interest. He counted exactly 72 people, each with a blood-colored long sword in his hand, and the other hand hidden in his sleeve. There is some kind of inner strength in it. The positions of the 72 people are quite elegant, combined with the 72 ground evil, and the formation of the five elements, no gaps are exposed.

What frightened Feng Jueyu was that the blood race sent out 72 experts in the alchemy realm at once. In the past, Wanyue Tiangong would definitely not be able to get them out. Such a team would be enough for someone to be placed anywhere in Hongtu Dashi. The holy place suffered heavy losses.Of course, that was before, who would have thought that Hongtu Dashi had changed so much in the past two years, and that there were so many masters emerging in a short time.

Before he could ask, a leader-like figure not far above his head slowly flew over, and a low shout came out from his mouth, like a thunderbolt appearing in the world, blowing up the mountains.

"Hey, the ignorant villain dared to go to the blood clan to make trouble, and he was arrested quickly."

"Interesting." Feng Jueyu curled his lips. The 72 Shengdan masters from the first level to the third level are indeed not weak, but they are still a little bit short of restraining themselves. He chuckled, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with these people. Zique sword flashed a bewildering purple halo from the cuff, like the rolling thunder behind the dark clouds above the head before the storm, ready to come out.

With a swing of the long sword, the aura of a master emanated completely, and the two auras of life and death alternated one after another, lingering continuously on the body surface. He didn't make a move, because he wanted to test the details of these people, so that he could pass it on to 72 fierce and be able to deal with it freely in the future.

Seeing that Feng Jueyu didn't intend to give up resistance at all, the man didn't say much. He slightly stretched out his left hand hidden in the cuff, and drew out several claws. The bloody claws lit up in the sky, as if an order had been spread throughout the space. .

Afterwards, the 72 people put up their postures together and shouted in unison: "The 72 Blood Guards of the Blood Temple are here..."

"There are so many names, and I don't know how strong it is. Come on, try." Feng Jueyu became interested, and his wrists had already started to flip.

Xie Yijian's achievements in the past two years lie in being able to predict the opponent's trajectory and involuntarily change various countermeasures. The most superb stage of this kind of swordsmanship is not in the changing moves of Kuaijian and Thunder's killing techniques, but in the combination of heaven and earth. The martial arts rules derived from the principles and formations are simple to say, but in fact they are complicated. Even Feng Jueyu doesn't understand much now, but it is enough to deal with these masters of the alchemy realm, and he doesn't even need to Summoning the spirit armor and the Ziyao gold armor that has been refined countless times, they are confident that they will break through the sword formation of the 72 blood guards in the blood hall if they miss a single blow.

Seeing Feng Jueyu's sword-moving posture over there, all of them became angry when their hands were completed. The leader of the blood guard moved his long sword, and said a few words in his mouth: "Endless Blood Sword..."

"Shh!"

The next moment, the 72 people followed the order, and they rushed towards Feng Jueyu at a steady and equally swift speed, accompanied by two or three or three or three.

Three groups of six people in the front row first stabbed with a sword, and when the six sword lights were about to let go, nine people in the back row took over and stabbed like a shadow.

Then there was another group, another group, 72 people cooperated closely together, and blocked all Feng Jueyu's escape routes in an instant. Seeing that Killer Fengda was about to be slaughtered, at this moment, he smiled slightly, The figure exposed under the 72 blood sword swayed slightly, and stabbed at the East Palace Bureau with only one sword. To break it is to use his spear and sharpen his shield...

Gently shaking his wrist, he pushed the sword away, and when he didn't know what to do, he released a large amount of sword light. The sword light moved like a dragon, and touched the first dozen or so sword lights of the East Palace. There was a crisp sound, and immediately, Feng Jueyu's wrist sank, and the sword swung wide open, bringing the dozen or so sword glows to move like a tide, passing by his side, and then towards the Nishinomiyabe leads away.

"Boom! Dangdangdangdang..."

There was a hasty confrontation that had nothing to do with Feng Jueyu, the two swords collided together, and the impact of the two forces caused the faces of the dozens of people to change wildly, then Feng Jueyu turned around and led Nangong to Headed by Bei Gong and Zhong Gong, he stood proudly like a bird standing out from the crowd, raised the blade of the sword, raised the sword light of Haotian, and turned it casually, a storm suddenly descended...

"Back, Immortal Sword Net..."

72 The strength of the blood guard is really not low. Seeing that the opponent has broken dozens of swords without panic, the leader then sprinkled a piece of claw light, as if ordering, the sword formation changed suddenly, east and west, north and south were switched, and everyone stood four In the azimuth, the Arhat was stacked on the shoulders, and then the blood sword in Ji Wu's hand formed a four-sided blood sword shield net, resisting all the surging sword energy attracted by Feng Jueyu...

"That's right." Feng Jueyu praised without hesitation. With every movement of his sword, his whole body turned into a streak of light and swept away. Like a dragon, the sword qi surged, first turning the wrist, then resisting the sinking qi, shaking the wrist and stabbing wildly, the sword came out like a mountain, cracks appeared in the air, and a fire shadow seemed to be caused by the rapid friction between the sword body and the air.

This Hokage is the fire of the Manyou Divine Flame. From the control of the heart flame to the proficiency, he can already use the divine flame to attach to the martial arts, and exert a little bit of the power of the divine flame, and the Manyou Divine Flame is the most powerful in the world. The fire of destruction, no matter how domineering the opponent's sword light is, will be wiped out the next moment it touches the divine flame.

"Pfft!"

A sword pierced through the sword net, and then there was the sound of the sword entering the body, and the two blood guards closest to the sword's edge were directly cut off their left and right arms...