Uncrowned Evil Emperor

"Ah~"

In front of the Blood Dome Temple, Lu Wenpei's heart-piercing screams came from the low-lying deep valley. As the blood sprayed out, Lu Wenpei's right arm was thrown far away, bloody and strong. The gloomy bottom of the valley was dazzled, and a large pool of steaming blood on the ground looked shocking.

All present are masters who have been in Hongtu Dashi, who has never seen bloody killings, bloodier than this, and has seen too many, but the matter is placed on Lu Wenpei, one of the famous blood pool nine elders. It is an unbelievable illusion that Lu Wenpei is already one of the very few masters outside Hongtu Dashi, and his end today is indeed unexpected. When everyone looked at Feng Jueyu who was holding a sword, , a heavy sense of fear arises spontaneously.

Fortunately, the blood light came in time, deflecting the blade by a few inches and saving Lu Wenpei's life. If it wasn't for this, the blood clan would only be the eight elders of the blood pool from now on.

Because of this, after the panic and fear, all the blood masters quickly woke up. When they turned their eyes to the person who was emitting blood, the feeling of hopelessness instantly buried the fear in their hearts.

"Holy Emperor!"

The person who came was none other than the Blood Saint Emperor Mei Shangyou.

In fact, Feng Jueyu had already guessed who the person who made the shot was. He is not arrogant. With his current cultivation, he absolutely believes that there are only a few people who can save people from under his hands in the periphery of Hongtu Dashi. One, and at the foot of Xuecang Mountain, there is only one, Mei Shangyou.

Therefore, after Feng Jueyu cut off Lu Wenpei's arm, he did not rashly resort to killing methods, but gently drifted back a few feet and stood firmly.

At the same time Feng Jueyu got up and drifted away, Mei Shangyou also stood in front of Lu Wenpei, using his body to block Feng Jueyu's sharp gaze.

The crimson blood robe, rich blood, pale hair, and a blood mark on the center of the brow confirmed Mei Shangyou's unique status within a radius of [-] miles.

Finally got the old monster out.Feng Jueyu thought to himself.

The low-lying Taniguchi fell into an initial calm, and the surrounding blood clan masters formed a formation like an iron barrel. Lian Rushan and Liu Ningyi had helped Lu Wenpei down. Perhaps it was because he had not suffered such a serious injury for many years. Wen Pei's body was still shaking, and the severe pain from the wound made him sweat profusely, but he still remained awake, staring at the young man in white who crippled him with resentment and coldness.

The two looked at each other quietly. After a long while, Mei Shangyou turned his head and glanced at Lu Wenpei behind him, and asked in a low tone, "Is Lu Shengzun okay?"

Jin Yuanzhong checked Lu Wenpei's injury, cast a glance at Feng Jueyu, and replied: "The blood has stopped, it won't hurt life."

"That's good." Mei Shangyou replied lightly, and slowly turned his gaze to Feng Jueyu. With the black hair hanging down, Mei Shangyou's face trembled inadvertently, with such a fierce expression Vividly on the face: "Feng Jueyu, we meet again, this is the second time we meet."

Feng Jueyu put one hand behind his back, and that hand was still trembling. There was nothing he could do about it. Even though he was confident in his cultivation, he still couldn't bear it after a series of vicious fights. Although it was not in the way right now, it also directly caused In the upcoming ultimate battle, he lost his original peak state.

However, as an evil emperor, Feng Jueyu's heart is terrifyingly strong. With a glance, he can roughly see the level of cultivation of the four people here. Almost, it's not a big deal, but the three people in the front and the back have an extraordinary and powerful aura.

Three Lingxu Realm.

Feng Jueyu's pupils shrunk slightly, but there was not much fear on his face. He smiled evilly at Mei Shangyou, and Feng Jueyu said, "Yes, unfortunately, the two times before and after were not very pleasant."

All the masters of the blood clan were indignant, even Jin Yuanzhong's calm personality couldn't help but have the urge to hit someone. The first time these two encounters was when Mei Shangyou and others were afraid of Feng Jueyu's age. His powerful cultivation drove him into the tunnel and almost killed him. The second time was a great shame for the blood race. Feng Jueyu killed him from outside Xue Cang Mountain with a sword, and broke through fifteen holes and seven ponds all the way. Numerous blood disciples were killed and injured, and now they almost killed Lu Wenpei, the most powerful of the Blood Pool Nine Elders, can this be enjoyable?

Zhu Lingshan and Yu Zhanguo frowned, and before Mei Shangyou could speak, they stood up, glared at Feng Jueyu angrily, and said to Mei Shangyou: "Patriarch, this son is too rampant, let me wait He took it down to avenge Lu Shengzun's blood hatred."

The two were about to strike as they talked, Mei Shangyou quickly stopped the two of them: "No hurry, let me ask him."

Rolling up the sleeves of his robe, Mei Shangyou gave Feng Jueyu a sinister smile, and said, "Young Master Feng is indeed a master of arts and courage. After seeing the young master jumping into the Juntian Stone two years ago, I did not expect such a thing. I can't kill you, can I ask, how did you escape alive?"

"Are you surprised?" Feng Jueyu twitched the corners of his mouth teasingly, then paused suddenly, raised his eyebrows to pick at Mei Shangyou: "If I say that my son has a big fate, and the King of Hades dare not accept it, you can trust me?"

"Bold."

After Feng Jueyu uttered words that did not have the slightest respect for Mei Shangyou, the 36 guards of the Blood Guard resolutely let out a loud shout, with a look of arrogance, as if he wished to gnaw Feng Jueyu to the bone.

Mei Shangyou stared at Feng Jueyu for a long while with icy eyes and frosty face, and suddenly laughed: "Well, Mr. Feng is Mr. Feng, and he still stands still like a mountain in such a dangerous situation. Mei admires it." He bowed his head. He clasped his fists and bent slightly, but just as he saluted, three streaks of blood shot out of his head suddenly, without any warning before.

The majestic Holy Emperor launched a sneak attack. This move was despicable enough, but Feng Jueyu was not surprised. He had already made complete preparations when Mei Shangyou appeared, and was always on guard against Mei Shangyou's sneak attack on him. Seeing the three beams of blood coming, Feng Jueyu spun lightly under his feet, bringing up a piece of blue light, and the wind that suddenly rolled up angrily soared upwards, blocking the three beams from the qi gang, and the surface of the spirit armor The bursts of sparks that flooded and splashed were the force produced by the three blood rays hitting the surface of the spirit armor.

After turning around a few times casually, and swaying away the three bloody lights, Feng Jueyu just stood firmly, with disdain in his eyes, and sneered: "Mei Shenghuang is still Mei Shenghuang, the ability to sneak attack and plot in the past two years It has improved a lot.”

After a short meeting and conversation, the two did two tricks without warning, and neither of them gained the upper hand. The murderous aura at the entrance of the valley was pervasive, and the atmosphere was pushed to the point of being uncontrollable within a moment.

As the faces of so many blood disciples and elders have been hurt by others and have not reaped any benefits, Mei Shangyou's face became extremely ugly, shaking the corners of his mouth and looking at Feng Jueyu while grinning, his expression became more and more icy stand up.

"Huh, you didn't die two years ago, so it's your fate, but today you came here to seek your own death. If the old man takes you down, Xiang Donghe must be very happy. It just so happens that my blood race and the human race are in the middle There is a deal that has not yet been negotiated, if you have more bargaining chips, it will definitely be much easier, Feng Jueyu, since you are here, let the old man stay."

Although the two of them don't know each other's fundamentals, they can clearly remember the grievances and entanglements in the past. Both Mei Shangyou and Feng Jueyu know that there is no possibility of peaceful coexistence between them. I'm afraid I can only wash it with blood in my life, so there is no need to talk nonsense.

As soon as Mei Shangyou finished speaking, he took out a silver long sword with blood lines in the middle of the blade. The gloomy Taniguchi was not well lit, but combined with the blood mist lingering in the mountains and the blood from the blood The light from the blood moon outside the ancient temple in Cangshan immediately cast a halo of blood on the long sword.

This is the treasure passed down by the patriarch of the blood clan through the ages, the "gou blood" of the third rank of Qingyan.

According to legend, the Blood God Emperor traveled around the periphery of Hongtu thousands of years ago, leaving Xuecang Mountain to create a lineage of the blood clan. It was originally intended to multiply the lifeblood of the blood clan and left behind countless treasures. This "gouxue" is one of them.

When the Dragon Emperor was alive, he created a grand plan for hegemony, and designated all kinds of secret treasures as red, green, black, purple, and white. It's so big, even the clear imprint of Hongtu on the handle of the precious blade is blue, which is completely different from the black imprint of Zique.

As soon as "Gouxue" appeared, Feng Jueyu became more careful. Qingyan-level secret treasures are inherently stronger than black flames. The ultimate meaning of this section includes the materials used to create secret treasures. , the forging process, the proficiency of quenching, and even the toughness and sharpness of the finished product have all been significantly improved, so from the "gouxue" sword in Mei Shangyou's hand, you can know that this time I have improved from the weapon. It is no longer possible to take advantage, on the contrary, it is not as good.

In this way, it needs to be treated with care, and others cannot intervene in a real master's move. Although Zhu Lingshan and Yu Zhanguo don't want Mei Shangyou to do it himself, they feel that Feng Jueyu is not worthy at all. At this moment, it can't be said. In a word, I could only watch helplessly as Mei Shangyou walked slowly towards Feng Jueyu with "Gouxue".

In front of the enemy, Feng Jueyu put away his playful expression, raised his two sword eyebrows slightly, exuding a fierce aura, the true energy in his veins flowed faster and faster, within a moment, Tian Ren, Tian Du, The four veins of earth yang and earth yin are unimpeded, and the thick true essence is like a magnificent sea, showing the characteristics of bottomless for the first time.

The two auras quickly filled the low-lying Taniguchi, and the power of the spiritual consciousness and the true essence blended and merged into one, forming two huge storms that went straight into the sky. Totally crimson blood.

war!

Feng Jueyu had waited for two full years. The decisive battle between him and Wanyue Tiangong and the four great royal families started from Xuecang Mountain and kicked off...