Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The quaint and Confucian hut was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and the surging and chaotic spiritual power collided wantonly, forming five terrifying energies that crazily destroyed the not-so-solid reed hut, the hut The wooden walls in the house were as vulnerable as the green bamboo under the rainstorm. After three breaths, they exploded like a whole, exposing the furnishings of the house to the earth in the twilight...

"Peng! Peng!"

Two unclothed flesh and blood bodies shot away in two directions, as if they were vigorously sprayed out by gunpowder from the barrel, and fell hard on the ground, smashing the flower garden, smashing the road stone and hitting the ground. After countless rolls, Fang Zi stopped.

The change in the blink of an eye made Sun Changqing and Ning Yao, who were on the verge of death, look in disbelief at the place where the bed was originally, but now it has become a pile of sawdust...

There, a stalwart figure in white clothes was standing upright like a mesmerizing impermanence in the dark, with a stern expression on his face. The cold wind in the middle of the night blew through the clothes that were dotted with blood flowers, exuding bursts of murderous aura, as if At that moment, the man in white turned into a god of death, and finding them was the last account of his life.

"Feng Jueyu?"

Ning Yao and Sun Changqing looked at the man in white in disbelief, and outlined the strange yet familiar outline with the intoxicated starlight. When they saw Feng Jueyu appear, all the vitality seemed to be produced by one hand. The big hand was strangled abruptly...

"It's me, you two, I didn't expect that." Feng Jueyu replied lightly, his eyes were as cold as the cold wind blowing in the twelfth lunar month of winter, making people's hairs stand on end.

Feng Jueyu's question suddenly made the two of them feel that standing there was not some enemy, but the judge of the underworld. He was asking, are you ready to die?

It was the first time in Sun Changqing's life that he felt a creepy feeling, and the anger in his heart had gone for a long time. Although he also hated Feng Jueyu, he was finally scared pale by the purple long sword on his chest. In the end, he could only ask for help from Sun Changchun in the distance.

"Brother, help."

Sun Changqing wanted to shout out, but at this time, Feng Jueyu would not give him a chance. The powerful spiritual power gushed out from the depths of his palm, bringing up a raging dark storm, which aroused the Zique Sword a few meters away. The sword flower bloomed like a gorgeous purple epiphyllum, and quickly withered like an epiphyllum. When the Zique sword returned to Feng Jueyu's hands, Sun Changqing had already lost his vitality.

"inability."

Ning Yao, who was also in despair, slowly closed her eyes, complaining about Sun Changqing's incompetence, and at the same time feeling sad for her own fate, and even felt that her hatred for Feng Jueyu was boundless. I found the face of my enemy in the darkness, and engraved that face firmly in the depths of my memory, but what I always saw was darkness, and hatred filled my heart. Ning Yao's voice became hoarse and hoarse: "Feng Jueyu, You must die."

"Don't bother Your Excellency to care." Feng Jueyu was expressionless. For him, there is no greater hatred than a sword. , His sword edge pierced Ning Yao's lower abdomen, and the abundant spiritual power turned into a dark storm like a whirlpool, twisting all of Ning Yao's organs with the dantian as the core into debris.

At the last moment when her life was cut off, what Ning Yao showed was not despair and resentment, but deep horror. She didn't understand why Feng Jueyu, at such an age, had a decisive killer in his arms. You know, Sun Changchun and Jin Youran was not far away from him, even if Feng Jueyu uttered one more sentence because of his swearing just now, the result would be completely different.

However, Feng Jueyu didn't give her a chance, not at all...

"You... are cruel enough..." Ning Yao finished speaking with a pale face, and fell straight into a pool of blood.

Feng Jueyu quickly pulled out the Zique Qingfeng stuck in Ning Yao's body, and murmured mercilessly: "Do you think I will make such a stupid mistake? I'm sorry, you are wrong."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jueyu picked Ning Yao's body away with the edge of his sword, and pulled out a mirror engraved with golden silver flowers on the outer edge.

When Ning Yao deliberately moved her body just now, Feng Jueyu noticed her movement, as if she was hiding something, but she didn't expect it to be a mirror, but at this time Feng Jueyu didn't have the heart to see what the mirror was useful for, just Feeling that there was a very special spiritual power flowing out of it, he put away the mirror in a strange way, and quickly cast the ground shrinking technique to prepare to leave.

But at this moment, two strong auras rushed from the thatched hut in the center of Changchun Valley. The auras of these two people were surprisingly strong. Among them was Sun Changchun, and the other old man had long hair and covered his shoulders, covering half of his face. Covering it up, I can't see what he looks like, but I can see strands of golden skin in the gaps in his hair. This person's movements are vigorous and agile, like a spirit ape running in the air, his fists are half-clenched and half-loose, and there are frequent veins on the back of his hands. Now, it is obvious that the strength in his hands is extremely strong. To paraphrase Feng Jueyu's words, this guy is deeply practicing kung fu.

But when it comes to this person's realm of cultivation, Feng Jueyu dare not underestimate him at all. That golden lacquer-like complexion is owned by many gold-type psychics and supernatural power practitioners. They have tempered their bodies like steel and iron. It may not be possible to drill through it, it seems that it should be Jin Youran.

However, Jin Youran's speed may not be much better than Sun Changchun's, the two of them seem to be speeding forward, but there is always a distance between them, Sun Changchun is first and Jin Youran is behind.

Just now he double-killed Ning Yao and Sun Changqing with a single sword, which caused a lot of commotion, and he added a sword to the two of them one after another, and pulled out a mirror. The process wasted a few breaths of time. Jin Youran, who has the state of the gods in the dust, such a small amount of time is enough for them to rush to the scene.

Sun Changchun also felt something was wrong when he heard the sound, and when he rushed to Ning Yao's house quickly, he saw the ruined hut, not far away, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, Sun Changchun was heartbroken. He said badly, his mind was buzzing, and when his eyes swept across the ruins of sawdust, he immediately saw his twin brother lying in a pool of blood, a blood hole seeping in his chest was shocking, as if Cut off the blood connection between each other.

"Second brother."

Sun Changchun uttered a mournful cry, and rushed towards the pool of blood recklessly. When passing by Ning Yao's body, he kicked Ning Yao mercilessly as if seeing an annoying stumbling block, and embraced Sun Changqing in his arms.

Feng Jueyu looked back, feeling that Ning Yao was worthless in his heart, the interests between them outweighed the affection, even the love between a man and a woman would become immeasurably cheap in the eyes of the Sun brothers.

"Brother Sun, don't be sad, you will have a chance to take revenge if you take down this man first."

Jin Youran's calm voice came from behind him, and Feng Jueyu knew that Jin Youran was galloping towards him at the fastest speed without even looking at him. Strength, but Feng Jueyu still smiled slightly, thinking, can you hold me if you want?

While smiling, Feng Jueyu didn't stop, and his feet seemed to turn into sharp cones and be wrapped in a mass of wind, and he got into the ground like a spinning top.

This scene really surprised Jin Youran...

"Spiritual power of the earth element? Kid, dare to go?"

Jin Youran yelled, and an old punch with two dragons in the sleeves went out to the sea and struck out. With the sound of howling wind, the two golden fists brushed against Feng Jueyu's scalp as he quickly went into the ground. Feng Jueyu sneered in his heart, thinking to himself This Jin Youran was nothing more than that, he didn't even have the strength to hit his head, and he was talking about a master of the divine way.

However, when Feng Jueyu laughed at Jin Youran, he suddenly realized that he was wrong...

Very wrong...

Although the two punches with fist light missed him, they hit the ground a few meters in front of him first, and the fierce punch force blasted the ground out of two small pits the size of fists. , but the spiritual power of the gold system penetrated into the ground like a broken bamboo...

Feng Jueyu was about to flee, when he parted the soil layer, he suddenly saw a golden wall in front of him. He widened his eyes and realized that something was wrong. The palm separated the soil layer in front, but the golden wall was extremely strong, and the palm prints made a loud sound on the wall.

The effect of the ground shrinking technique did not appear, Feng Jueyu was blocked by the golden wall, and he was shocked.

Old stuff, so cunning.

Feng Jueyu cursed bitterly, and had no choice but to turn to another direction to try to bypass the wall...

He knew that it was Jin Youran who used the spiritual power of the gold system to change the characteristics of the underground soil, forcibly turning the soil layer into a metal rock layer. The land shrinking technique is indeed magical, but it cannot change the soil quality. The way out was blocked by a metal wall, this short delay made Feng Jueyu's perception of Jin Youran suddenly changed greatly.

"Get me out."

At this time, he heard Jin Youran shouting loudly above his head, and an old punch landed in front of Feng Jueyu, left and right, like rain hitting the sandy beach, and he was about to kill Feng Jueyu alive. The perimeter of the dungeon became a solid layer of metallic rock, which was used to stop him from escaping.

This change was enough to force Feng Jueyu out of the ground, and really face that master of the Divine Dao Realm.

Feng Jueyu was quite helpless, he originally wanted to escape a certain distance first, and then use the powerful Spirit of Ten Thousand Sands to deal with the two of them, but he would have thought that Jin Youran would keep him behind by just one step, so Feng Jueyu He could only jump out of the soil layer and return to the ground, but at this moment, the opponent's punch just hit his face.

Although the strength of this punch was not enough to kill, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to be careless. He crossed his palms in front of his chest, and then pushed forward with palms together...

"boom."

This fist-to-hand clash evoked a deafening roar, and Feng Jueyu finally experienced the power of a master of the Divine Dao realm for the first time...

ps: The data is still not retrieved, I am not going to wait, and resume normal updates from today, today is Labor Day, I wish you a happy holiday, I will work harder on Labor Day, and try to post two more chapters.