Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The war was almost coming to an end, and the defeat of Wanyue Tiangong was almost set, but at the critical moment, the arrival of a mysterious master reversed the situation of Wanyue Tiangong's destruction.

A large canopy of blood was thrown from Feng Jueyu's mouth far away, and a layer of white flame armor on his body was bombarded to pieces. Since the war so far, there is no one who can beat Feng Jueyu to such an embarrassment. Ning Yao couldn't let Feng Jueyu suffer such a big loss.

So when Feng Jueyu flew out, countless eyes turned to the mysterious visitor, and saw a blue ray of light flashing across the sky, a figure wrapped in the ray of light, after colliding with Feng Jueyu's sword light, The body soared into the air, and turned nearly seven or eight somersaults in a reverse way, before it came to a steady stop tens of feet away.

Although this person was also forced back by Feng Jueyu's sword glow, he was able to stand in the air intact, and then saw Feng Jueyu, after spraying blood, flew nearly a hundred feet before falling to the valley, who was stronger and who was weaker , everyone immediately understood.

"Husband!" Shangguan Ruomeng was so anxious that he didn't care to wait and see who was coming, and cut off Feng Jueyu in a few ups and downs, but the opponent's strength was so strong that even Feng Jueyu couldn't completely defeat the cold Ru Chao's energy was quickly dissipated, and Shangguan Ruomeng flew far away with the impact.

Fortunately, at the moment when the two touched, Feng Jueyu exerted all his strength to remove a little of the dark energy, otherwise Shangguan Ruomeng would be seriously injured.

Shangguan Ruomeng's small face suddenly became extremely pale, but she still gritted her teeth and supported Feng Jueyu, and asked with concern: "Husband, how are you?"

Feng Jueyu closed his eyes and shook his head, his lips were bloodless: "It's okay, Ruomeng, you are not injured."

"I..." Shangguan Ruomeng pondered for a moment, feeling dizzy, Feng Jueyu quickly supported her, and said loudly, "Come quickly."

Long Xiaotian, Long Yan, Xu Ningzhong, Luo Ji, Setting Yang, Mu Xue... rushed over one after another, even Wang Jiutong and Shangguan Ruofan flew over one after another, a group of people surrounded Feng Jueyu and Shangguan Ruomeng to pull open the distance...

The next moment he stood on Gongling Peak, Feng Jueyu pressed his palm on the back of Shangguan Ruomeng's heart regardless of his injuries, and a surging aura of life was desperately transported into Shangguan Ruomeng's body. Shangguan Ruomeng's injury has improved slightly.

It's just that, Feng Jueyu spat out another mouthful of blood, and his whole body was almost on the verge of collapsing spiritual power.

Long Xiaotian and Long Yan were still about to say something, Feng Jueyu waved his hands to stop them, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I won't die yet."

With the protection of life and death, it is indeed quite difficult to kill Feng Jueyu, but he is seriously injured now, and he needs time to recover his vitality with the aura of life, and he doesn't have much time to pay attention to other things, not to mention, now Here comes a mysterious guy...

A very powerful guy...

Compared with Ning Yao, this mysterious guy has the same water-type spiritual power as Ning Yao, and his power is even stronger. In the encounter just now, it is clear that the other party condensed his palm strength and blocked his sword light abruptly.

Feng Jueyu would never think that his Xie Yijian could reach the level of defying the sky in terms of moves and strength, and he was unstoppable. Don't try to block it at all.

however……

Someone who came overturned his blind trust in Xie Yijian...

"Pong!"

Unwilling to be ruined by others, Feng Jueyu slapped the ground angrily, and his whole body was ejected into the air again, facing the person coming from afar.

In a vast cloud, the person who came slowly revealed his real body. It was an old man, whose age could not be discerned. Compared with Ning Yao, who had removed her disguise, his aging was more profound, as if he had lived hundreds of years Yes, the whole person is as thin as skin and bones, with no half flesh in his body.

However, this person's eyes radiated hale and hearty light, as if two suns with big pupils were inlaid in the eye sockets, making people shudder at the first glance...

"Who are you?" Feng Jueyu stared at the old man who ruined his good deed, and asked with undisguised anger in his eyes.

The skinny old man stood straight, as if he couldn't hear Feng Jueyu's questioning at all, but slowly moved his eyes to Zhang Yuanze, Yu Wenchen, Huang Zun...these people.

When the gaze full of coercion and determination swept over each of the holy emperor masters, many holy emperors headed by Zhang Yuanze and others showed extremely horrified expressions. After a while, Huang Zun bowed first Saluted, and greeted the old man with the respectful attitude that a junior treats an elder...

"Huang Zun pays homage to senior Yande..."

"Zhang Yuanze met Senior Yande..."

Yu Wenchen, Shi Mantu, Lou Qing, Lei Ya, Mang Yue bowed their knees without exception...

This scene directly made everyone inside and outside the chaotic Gongling Peak awe-inspiring, the surrounding fields became silent, and Feng Jueyu frowned slightly. Although he had never heard of "Yande" who was, he was respectful from many holy emperors. It can be seen from his performance that this old man named Yande should be a generation higher than Zhang Yuanze and others. Could it be that he is some kind of hidden master?

Just as Feng Jueyu was thinking, Wen Songren flew over, stood beside Feng Jueyu, gave him a reassuring look, and immediately asked, "Brother Feng, do you recognize this person?"

Feng Jueyu shook his head with a completely ignorant expression.

Wen Songren said suddenly: "This person's cultivation is not bad, at least not worse than that of Ning Yao."

Feng Jueyu nodded in agreement. Wen Songren didn't need to say anything, he could also feel the aura of arrogance permeating the old man's body. This aura was firmly pressed on his heart, and it seemed that people could not give birth to the idea of ​​resistance.

At this time, Xu Ningzhong also flew over and stood with Feng Jueyu and Wen Songren, with an unusually dignified expression: "I heard that Danhua Fairy Ning Yao left Wanyue Heavenly Palace with his teacher Yande in 90 years. Could it be that this person is Ning Yao's master?"

"What?" Wen Songren opened his mouth unexpectedly: "The apprentice is so powerful, is her master a master of the divine way?"

"It's troublesome." Xu Ningzhong also took a deep breath, and her whole body tensed up.

Feng Jueyu shivered subconsciously. He indeed felt a force that he could not understand from the old man. Based on his understanding of spiritual power, if he could not explain the source of the power on the old man, I am afraid that the old man should have reached The realm of the Divine Dao Realm.

At such a critical moment, it is obviously not a good thing that a person from the Divine Dao Realm came and was from Wanyue Tiangong with a higher seniority than Ning Yao and Yin Congfu.

Today's battle turned around and attracted so many masters. Feng Jueyu suddenly felt helpless. He waited and watched the development of the situation, and he couldn't tell whether Zhou Nanjing could escape.

The cold wind blew across the top of the mountain, washing the dull and depressing atmosphere, but it still couldn't make people feel the peaceful atmosphere from the quietness. On the contrary, after Yan De appeared, the warriors in Zhou Nanjing all followed this old man with high morals and extraordinary skills. fell to the bottom...

In today's battle, life and death are still at odds...

"Uncle Master." After a moment of silence, Yin Congfu sent out a sad and angry rescue, and at the same time confirmed the identity of the old man in everyone's mind.

Yan Dewei interrupted Yin Congfu with a wave of his hand, floated down from the sky, and stood beside Ning Yao, changed from his previous lofty and supercilious attitude, his old eyes flashed with caring warmth, and asked softly: "Yaoer, how are you?"

Ning Yao lost her eyesight and her skills were greatly damaged. Just when she was exhausted, she heard this extremely familiar voice, and said in a miserable and resentful voice: "Master, this disciple has lost."

"It's okay, the master is here." The old man sighed lightly, and immediately exuded enormous pressure.

It seemed that the tsunami that disappeared just now emerged from the other side of the mountain again, with the momentum of submerging the mountain.

Looking back slowly, Yan De's eyes changed a series of changes, from unruly to cold, from ruthless to angry, as if a volcano was about to erupt: "Hmph, Huang Zun, Zhang Yuanze, Yu Wenchen, what made you Wait for me to do this to Wanyue Tiangong..."

Yan De's questioning made many holy emperors terrified, Huang Zun broke out in a cold sweat, and quickly explained: "Senior Yan De, you misunderstood, in fact, this matter was caused by the grievances between Zhou Nan and the Holy Land. From now on, I'm just waiting..."

"Is it him?" Yan De interrupted Huang Zun, and cast his eyes awe-inspiringly on Feng Jueyu who was also weak.

Just as Feng Jueyu was about to speak, unexpectedly Wen Songren stood up and clasped his fists together: "Wen Songren, the 44th generation disciple of Huoxiu Sect in Xiahongtu, dare to ask senior Gao's name."

"Ok?"

Wen Songren didn't reveal his identity before he came, but when he revealed his identity as a martial artist inside Hongtu, it immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Unexpectedly, the person brought by Feng Jueyu turned out to be a master in Hongtu's inner circle, and he seemed to have a lot of background.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly as they looked at Wen Songren...

To be honest, Wen Songren's strength is not enough to deter the heroes, but everyone knows what stands behind a master in the inner circle of Hongtu, that is a prosperous heaven, although his strength is not yet comparable to Feng Jueyu, Ning Yao and even Yu Yande is on par, but his background cannot be ignored.

"The people inside Hongtu..." A trace of surprise and unwillingness flashed across Yande's face.

"Exactly."

Yan De paused for a moment in surprise, and then asked: "Zhou Nan and Wanyue Tiangong have a personal grievance. Since your Excellency is a friend in the inner circle, why did you intervene?"

Wen Songren was overjoyed. Since the other party used "friend" to talk, it meant that he was afraid of his own background. He thought about it, and immediately said: "Because Mr. Feng is a friend of the despicable faction..."