Uncrowned Evil Emperor

At night, cold and impermanent, the cold wind was like a whip in the hands of an executioner, blowing mercilessly across the faces of the Changchun Valley disciples. The harshness and cruelty crazily destroyed their almost fragile confidence, and they walked step by step into the depths of the cold abyss.

Following the bizarre death of another Changchun Valley disciple, the Changchun Valley disciples headed by Yu Yi finally reached the verge of nervous breakdown. Fear, dread, panic, and all negative emotions spread in everyone's heart.

In fact, it wasn't just them, even the four of Wen Songren who followed Feng Jueyu had expressions of shock and indescribable fear at this moment.

They watched secretly in the woods, because they had known that Feng Jueyu would suddenly kill the killer, so they coincidentally saw the process of the death of the Changchun Valley disciple just now. .

Recalling the process of Feng Jueyu's attack, they didn't know what words to use to describe it. In fact, the process was quite simple, and even the four of them were still in a trance, not sure if the black figure was Feng Jueyu.

To be precise, it was not a person at all. The white mist that appeared suddenly turned into the appearance of a sharp sword, and appeared from the ground in such an unpredictable way, and then the white mist and sharp sword found one of the Changchun Valley The disciple pierced in from behind him, and the sword shadow trembled rapidly and violently when it pierced the person's body, as if a blood hole was spun out of the person's back alive in the way of strangulation, and then let the fog The sword pierces with ease...

Then the four of them saw the scariest scene in the killing that they had seen in their entire life. The fog sword entered the body and disappeared, forming a terrifying force in an instant, twisting the opponent's sternum into pieces, including the important heart organ. And twisted into pieces, the huge power disappeared instantly after completing the lore blow from the inside of the body, but it did not mean the end, because the force of the Wujian's strangling was too strong, causing a residual spiritual power to drain the blood in his body. Incited to form an expanding storm, and finally this storm squeezed the opponent's chest from the inside out.

It can be said that the Changchun Valley disciple hadn't completely died when his heart was destroyed, and the last straw that crushed him was the pain at the moment when the blood burst through his chest.

What a crime it must have been to suffer such a miserable death.

Wen Songren finally understood why Feng Jueyu didn't let the three of him intervene. He used this method to sneak attack on the disciples of Changchun Valley. Apart from not revealing his identity, he could also cause great mental pressure on the other party. Let them panic, helpless and even timid, and finally lose the confidence to fight back.

When they lose confidence, their strength will be reduced to the lowest point. This is an extremely terrifying and clever assassination method.

At this moment, Wen Songren suddenly had an illusion, as if Feng Jueyu was not a master with profound knowledge in martial arts at all. In contrast, his method of killing is the strongest hole card. Called the king of the killer world.

On the other hand, Yu Yi finally realized the seriousness of the problem. The other party's ambush and assassination succeeded repeatedly, which must have given him a huge mental pressure. Let alone the person's skill, this method alone is enough to make them improve. Be vigilant, but no matter how vigilant you are, it doesn't seem to be of much use. The opponent's strength is too high, even astonishingly terrifying. If the stalemate continues like this, it will not be of any benefit to your side.

Thinking of this, Yu Yi made a decision: "Chen Fang, Chen Zheng, you two lead people to break through and report back to the Zongmen."

Two capable men in the team stood up and nodded solemnly...

Yu Yi said loudly: "Protect Chen Fang and Chen Zheng, and if you find suspicious people, use all your strength to surround and kill them."

After the order was issued, Yu Yi led the people to slowly move towards the way they came while maintaining the integrity of the formation. At the same time, everyone's spiritual power was fully released, completely covering a radius of several miles.

It's just that they can't realize that Feng Jueyu is not around at this moment, but at their feet. This is where the power of the ground shrinking technique lies. They can't expect that the person who attacked them would actually use it. It is similar to the method of earth escape, so there is no consciousness to release the spiritual consciousness to the ground. If Yu Yi suddenly uses his spiritual consciousness to investigate the ground at this time, he will definitely find that there is a place under his feet that the aura of the earth is not pure...

Feng Jueyu, who was in the ground, didn't take it seriously when he felt the rapid loss of true energy. After all, he had thousands of true energy in his pill aperture to squander, and these true energy could be transformed into spiritual power. In order to cooperate with the ground shrinking technique and the fog sword spirit method in the Fumiao Sacred Art, it is really the best means of sneak attack and assassination.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, Feng Jueyu's cold heart seemed to form ice crystals...

kill!

It's his only thought now. Sun Changchun and Sun Changqing have indeed reached an agreement with Ning Yao. They actually want to use the blood of [-] martial arts cultivators in Southern Zhou as a gift for Ning Yao's marriage. Such a cruel and insidious guy must not Leave.

With this thought in mind, Feng Jueyu was desperate, even if Yu Yi and others knelt down and begged for mercy now, they would not let go of their hearts one iota.

Looking at the two lingxu fourth-level masters who were about to leave in the crowd, Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows, and quickly circulated his true energy to transform into water spirit magic power, which turned into a cloud and floated out from the ground.

There is no discomfort between earth and water. The wind killer who has put in a lot of effort in the three lines of spiritual power has long been accustomed to this sudden transformation.

In the past, apart from practicing the magical art of impermanence of life and death, he had dismissed Hongtu Dashi's other minds at all, but now he knows that the mysterious exercises circulated around Hongtu can't compare with the inherited spiritual methods, divine powers and profound arts.

The Fumiao Sacred Art can change people's form just like the fairy art, and the Wujian Spiritual Art is the most brilliant technique in the assassination industry.

As his mind turned, Feng Jueyu turned into a cloud and floated on the ground, like a cloud of mist rising from the surface, making it difficult for people to discover his existence. He followed the two people lightly and stopped at their feet. The next moment, Feng Jueyu pushed his zhenqi to a bigger orifice, and the method of the five elements to seize the world suddenly broke out.

The method of the five elements seizing the world and returning to the real explosion has long been familiar. In the past, he used the real vitality, but now he has all changed it to the spiritual power, and the power is even more astonishing.

Just when Yu Yi and others were unaware, he activated Guizhen Blast.

A huge aura quickly subsided, producing a precursor to the changes in the spiritual energy of the world, but before Yu Yi and others could react, a huge roar suddenly exploded in the team.

"boom!"

Terrifying ripples of five-color aura erupted strangely, forming a wave of scattered energy that swayed wildly. Wen Songren had seen with his own eyes how strong Feng Jueyu was. It was the first time he used it, and the energy ripples with the five-color spiritual energy of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth exploded with the roar, and the few Changchun Valley disciples who were closest to him in the team were immediately blown into minced meat.

Blood and flesh splattered in all directions, adding a strong sense of blood to the ghost forest.

"what……"

A few screams resounded immediately, breaking the original tranquility in the ghost forest. The two disciples, Chen Fang and Chen Zheng, were about to leave. Never would they have thought that there was a big explosion in the center of the team. The two turned their heads in surprise and wanted to see What happened, but what greeted them was a illusory gray fog sword.

"What is this?" Chen Fang and Chen Zheng were taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt their chests being crushed by a strong force, and the bright red blood arrows shot out.

"Pfft!"

Blood arrows spewed out, blood splattered five steps, and the strong smell of blood filled the scene, rendering the gloomy ghost forest like a ghost, and the moon crooked like the grin of an evil ghost, mocking Yu Yi's frightened expression...

"Not good, everyone spread out, Chen Fang, Chen Zheng..."

Just when Yu Yi screamed out, Chen Fang and Chen Zheng had already fallen straight, leaving them with eyes that could not rest in peace, and a bloody hole in their chest.

Once the battle started, Feng Jueyu didn't have to hide his existence anymore. He held it with one hand, and a purple long sword flew out of Hong Yuan's space. Holding it tightly in his hand, he turned into a cloud of wind and sand, Rolled up the sky dust.

"Death..."

It was as if a tornado swept wildly, and the tragic screams sounded one after another...

"Damn, someone sneaked up."

"On the right, who the hell is this, like a ghost."

"Ah, Great Elder, help..."

"Puff puff……"

Shouts of fear, tearing cries, and powerless rescues spread for several miles, and the cold wind seemed to be playing mercilessly in harmony with the strings of the prelude to this killing.

The massacre unfolded majestically, but the process was excruciatingly fast. In less than a few tens of breaths, a massacre ended perfectly.

When Feng Jueyu appeared in front of everyone, everyone except Yu Yi stood there in various postures like stakes, stiff as if time stood still.

Feng Jueyu stood majestically holding his sword, staring coldly at Yu Yi, turning a blind eye to the dozen or so Changchun Valley disciples around him.

I don't know why, when I met Feng Jueyu's eyes, Yu Yi found that he didn't dare to look into this person's eyes anymore, as if there was a kind of indifference and murderous intent in his eyes that could shatter all his confidence.

"You, are you Feng Jueyu?"

Just one day before, Yu Yi had seen Feng Jueyu. Although he was not present when he was in the hall, when Feng Jueyu and Zhi Wucai Sun Changchun and Sun Changqing came out of the room, he noticed it unexpectedly. Only later did he know that Feng Jueyu was the enemy of Mrs. Ergu's wife.

When I wrote down Feng Jueyu's appearance, Yu Yi didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was just a peripheral boy, and he couldn't be compared with Changchun Valley, even if he brought people to the periphery to perform the tasks ordered by the valley owner, Ning Yao He didn't take his reminder to heart either.

Now he finally understands what kind of person Changchun Valley has messed with.