Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The clear sky shone by the blazing fire became faintly white, and the rays of light spread out in all directions in a diffuse way, making people's eyes hurt.

At the same time when the Qi Armor appeared, Ning Yao, whose strength was at the peak of Lingxu Seventh Layer, couldn't help squinting her eyes, avoiding all the glares of light. The resentment slowly turned to shock.

"Holy Armor!" Ning Yao almost blurted out at this moment.

At this time, Feng Jueyu was already wrapped in a mighty and extraordinary white flame armor. The gradual sublimation of the divine power of the fire spirit method, as well as the uniqueness of the divine power of the heavenly spirit method, directly pulled his seven-layer spirit armor to a brand new level. Layers, this is one of Feng Jueyu's unique skills, even when facing Fan Dong, he never used it.

White Flame Sacred Armor, First Stage!

The White Flame Sacred Armor ruthlessly burned off the two water dragon-like spiritual powers on his body, turning into white mist and rising to the sky. For a while, Huang Zun and the others' eyes were a little dazed, as if they were looking for a breakthrough in the confusion. Explain everything that happened in front of them, but unfortunately, with their strength, they can't do what they want for the time being, after all, that is the holy armor that only the gods are worthy of.

Once the gas armor rises to the height of the holy armor, ordinary things can't match it, even the Ziyao gold armor is eclipsed for a while.

Feng Jueyu stood calmly in the air, with an unprecedented calmness and depth in his eyes. In the eyes of outsiders, maybe he didn't hate Ning Yao.

However, they didn't understand that this was exactly one way Feng Jueyu expressed his anger. When he decided to kill someone, his eyes, his state of mind, and his aura would all become like a pool of stagnant water, turbulent. Not surprised.

Only Ning Yao could feel this maddening state. For a certain period of time, Ning Yao seemed to have an illusion of fear. Looking at Feng Jueyu's calm eyes, she had cultivated her talent for ninety years in the Black Abyss Sea. For the first time in her life, the strange woman felt the creeps.

"How could this be?" Taking a deep breath, Ning Yao's brows became extremely dignified. She couldn't believe that a young warrior under 30 years old gave her such an unstoppable sense of oppression, maybe it was I was wrong...

I must have read it wrong, this damn guy, he actually wanted to scare off this fairy...

While watching, Ning Yao suddenly felt like being teased, and she let out a cold snort, Ning Yao said angrily: "Feng Jueyu, even if you have a holy armor, this fairy can still smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, put you away It’s a little trick, I don’t like this kind of trick..."

While speaking, Ning Yao danced around her body like a maple leaf floating in the air. Her robe danced wildly, bringing a gust of cool wind. A moment later, four water dragons flew out from the dexterous jade arms. With the shock and roar of the waves crashing on the shore, they rushed towards Feng Jueyu overwhelmingly...

He suffered some injuries just now, and let Feng Jueyu know that the woman in front of him is definitely not an ordinary expert. If he doesn't use the ultimate trick at the bottom of the box, he is definitely not her opponent. The White Flame Sacred Armor is just the beginning. What is there is the thousands of pill orifices that are dense like an ant's nest all over the body.

Burning out the true essence, and the divine power of the spirit transformation method, Feng Jueyu let out a low cry, and spurted out an empty palm force violently from the palm. The palm print did not grow stronger, but it gathered boundless power and condensed into a palm , with a palm blast, the two water dragons in front suddenly turned into a rain curtain...

"Do you think I'm scaring you? I'm not that interested. You like to goug people's eyes so much. I'll fulfill you today..."

At the same time as he slapped out his palm, Feng Jueyu strode away vigorously, and with a light turn of his wrist hidden under the sleeve, the Zique Excalibur appeared in his palm with a dazzling light.

This sword has been with Feng Jueyu for a long time. Ever since the incandescent fire spiritual power that he realized when targeting Mei Shangyou last time merged into the sword intent, Feng Jueyu felt that his Xie Yijian had improved again. He didn't have a chance to display it in Huo Xiumen, but every day and every night, he never forgot to integrate the spiritual power into the sword intent. The fusion of the artistic conception of the sword and the power of spiritual law and supernatural power, if you use it today, you will immediately have a sense of self-confidence that looks down on the world.

Gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, he stabbed twice in a row out of nowhere, and the two beams of extreme daylight directly inserted into the writhing bodies of the other two fire dragons with extremely ferocious tails of fire...

The water dragon condensed with the divine power of the water spirit method does not have a real physique, but the vivid sense of life is enough to shock the spectators. Even so, many masters present also know that no matter how fierce Feng Jueyu's sword is, it cannot Piercing the water dragon is just a futile response.

It was only the next moment that people's thoughts were brutally overturned by that sharp sword intent...

The light and shadow like the extreme day pierced along the strange route, and the tail of the fire was steaming and exuding a compelling heat wave. In just an instant, Huang Zun and others saw the disordered part of the sword's edge suddenly produce several blows. The tiny fluctuations seemed to return to the original track after the deviated track, causing a curved sword light to appear there...

Jianmang pierced through the two water dragons in a way that shattered the sky, and pierced the two water dragons on the sword like candied haws. Feng Jueyu swung his long sword, and his wrist gushed out , raised his sword angrily, and lifted the two water dragons on top of Zi Que...

In an instant, Feng Jueyu swiftly danced the purple que and pierced the water dragon, like a god descending from the earth, under the background of the pure white blazing complete holy armor, it looked mighty and extraordinary, especially when the sword light pierced through the water dragon, the two water dragons were even more powerful. Let out a heart-piercing roar...

The sword light was as powerful as a bamboo, and it defeated the attack of the water dragon in an instant, turning into a large piece of non-threatening raindrops that fluttered down from the sky...

This move seems easy, but it consumes a lot of real energy. After all, the actual offensive transformed by the master's spiritual power needs to maintain a tacit connection with the warrior's spiritual consciousness. Although the two seem to have no actual contact, But their instinctive consciousness was all invested in the water dragon and the sword light, it was like two people fighting with each other, even more so, so that after breaking the water dragon, Feng Jueyu was already sweating profusely...

Looking at the water dragon offensive that exploded, Ning Yao was not good either. The fierce sword light blasted through his water dragon offensive, which invisibly cut off the connection with the released spiritual power. It can be said that he is better than the wind. Jue Yu's injury was even more serious, Feng Jue Yu's domineering sword light had already hurt her divine sense body, and the sword's intent was sharp and tricky, and its strength was strange, Ning Yao was forced to retreat a few feet away for no reason. He bit his lip just now, and a trace of blood overflowed...

The fight between two people who come and go, without giving in, is complete in the blink of an eye. Many people have not seen the whole process clearly, but the process is not important, what matters is the result. It was only then that people realized that the faces of the two who had been calm before had shown signs of exhaustion.

But at this moment, Ning Yao, whose face was paler than Bai Yun's, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, stopped still...

Suddenly, the rain curtain around her disappeared like never before, leaving only Ning Yao in the sky, an ordinary woman.

Without the gorgeous and colorful colors, without the magical powers of magical skills, without the true vitality that caused the surrounding turmoil to surge, everything seemed to have disappeared, and only Ning Yao was left.

The bloody battle at Gongling Peak has come to an end. The three of Tao Jiang strongly suppressed the counterattack of the three water fighters with their profound background as disciples of Huoxiu sect inside Hongtu. In their eyes, the three water fighters have not been systematically controlled. Learning and planned practice, their strength is only temporary and cannot stand the scrutiny of time. When the three of Tao Jiang used Qinglianhuo to the limit, the failure of the three water fighters became doomed.

At this time, Tao Jiang, Lian Shan, and Xiu Hai despised the three water fighters with a superior attitude, and were about to deal with the three water fighters, but suddenly, they raised their heads vigilantly, and turned their eyes to the sudden change. On a strange and unpredictable woman.

"Beast, die!" On the edge of the canal, Wen Songren uttered a long roar, and stepped on the head of the behemoth majesticly, his tiny body burst out with supreme majesty, and looked at the behemoth below him coldly, Lifting an old fist, it slammed fiercely at the top of the giant's head.

Amidst all the roaring sounds, the huge monster was finally driven into the canal, causing waves of clouds and waves...

The next moment, thunderous applause erupted from the sea warrior army, but none of this made Wen Songren much more relaxed. On the contrary, after defeating the entanglement of the behemoth, he suddenly stood up and jumped into the air. His eyes turned to the place where the mountains and mountains were stacked...

Suddenly, a thunderous shout drowned Wen Songren's original standing position. A moment later, he appeared on the top of Gongling Peak. With Wen Songren's eyesight, he could naturally see that the group of people behind him belonged to Feng Jueyu's focus He didn't dare to delay the object of protection, because he had already sensed that a dangerous aura was approaching.

"Stand back, Tao Jiang, Lian Shan, and Xiu Hai, protect them." After Wen Songren finished speaking, he stood far away in the sky with a shake of his shoulders.

That distance happened to be a field that no one could set foot in, and he was standing on the edge.

Zhang Yuanze and Yu Wenchen also retreated. They also didn't know what happened, so they chose to protect themselves at the first moment...

"Brother Zhang, Brother Yuwen." Huang Zun, Lei Ya, Lou Qing, Mang Yue, and Shimantu flew side by side, and stood not far behind Wen Songren. Apart from looking at Ning Yao, there was still a little bit of panic in their eyes. Doubts about Wen Songren and Tao Jiang.

"What's going on? The breath on Fairy Danhua's body is different."