Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Feng Jueyu was excited, and he was eager to try. It is really not easy to find such a thousand-year-old spirit beast. In the past two days, he has almost traveled all over the mountains, rivers, rivers, and lush greenery in a radius of a hundred miles. Only, how can I let it go.

For this reason, Feng Jueyu didn't even bother to take care of the three leopards with 500 years of cultivation. A three-year, 500-year-old spirit beast is far less precious than a thousand-year-old spirit beast. Needless to say the difference, Naturally, it is the cultivation base of the thousand-year-old Lingyuan.

At this time, Feng Jueyu didn't even think about it, he stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Beast, die."

Maybe it's because he hasn't made any breakthrough in the shackles of the realm for a while, which has caused Killer Fengda to be extremely depressed. This time, the thousand-year-old spirit beast must insist that he must fight a bloody battle to be hearty. Stepping, several sounds exploded and resounded at the same time, spiritual power poured into the whole body, turning into a bolt of lightning and rushing over.

Feng Jueyu didn't have any room for reservations in the two-point and one-line advance. In an instant, Zi Que was in his hand, and a purple sword glow stabbed out wildly.

The Purple Flame Tiger King didn't expect that there were still humans peeping in the forest at this moment. It was stunned for a while, and then roared angrily, which seemed to mean that even three 500-year-old leopards You are all succumbing to the threat of this king, how dare you, an insignificant human being, be so arrogant.

The Tiger King turned around and let out a roar. The tiger's tail flicked like thunder. The speed of this tail was not slow, and it just hit Feng Jueyu's sword glow.

"Snapped!"

An extremely ear-piercing crisp sound exploded in the forest. Feng Jueyu originally thought that he had killed Jin Youran, how could a mere beast be so powerful, so he was so careless, it really made him break out in a cold sweat, Because of that tiger-tailed forceful strike, the whipping on Zique's long front immediately deflected the sword's edge slightly, and the sword's light was torn apart like a crisp bamboo, thus blocking Feng Jueyu's sword.

Not only that, being whipped by the tiger's tail, Feng Jueyu's figure also deviated from the trajectory, and driven by Zi Que, he staggered and kicked back more than ten meters to the left.

This time, Feng Jueyu was stunned: "What a beast, amazing."

He had to be taken aback, after all, the Ziyan Tiger King's strength is too strong, judging by this strength, it is estimated that it is no worse than Jin Youran's fist, and he even saw the disdain flashing in the tiger's eyes The look in his eyes, this time stimulated the killer Fengda who possessed peerless martial arts.

If I can't kill you, I won't be ashamed to face others, so let's take a trick.

He snorted secretly, and the wind and sand suddenly picked up, and the spiritual power flowed crazily in his body, almost turning him into a sandstorm, rolling the sand all over the sky and rushing towards the tiger.

"Ding... Dang... Ding... Dang..."

While the long sword was swinging, the wind killer made a series of killing moves, one sword after another, sweeping, chopping, slashing and stabbing towards the Ziyan Tiger King, the result surprised him greatly, the body surface of the Ziyan Tiger King actually lit up. There was a light like a spirit armor, no, it was a holy armor, could the spirit armor block Zique's long front?

Feng Jueyu drew an arc in his mind, but it didn't affect his performance. Just like his mood when he came out, he was in the excitement of retreating and practicing at the moment, and the movements of his hands continued to speed up, one sword after another, suddenly In the woods, the sword was shadowy and murderous, and the vast sword intent swayed, and the flames blazed under the wind and sand.

The sword intent of incandescent fire was comprehended by Feng Jueyu after perfecting Xie Yijian. It is currently the most powerful killing move. Of course, the word strongest is because the spiritual method is not counted. This kind of unpredictable method doesn't show how powerful it is.

It's just that in actual combat, the moves in martial arts are still the mainstream. You can't always use the fog sword to kill people. After all, that move consumes spiritual power and divine power. Knowledge has more rigid index-like requirements.

And at present, Feng Jueyu is not sure whether Wujian can break through the defense of Ziyan Tiger King and deal a fatal blow to it.

It can be said that Feng Jueyu's current method is equivalent to water dripping through stone. Assuming that the armor-like defense that emerges from Ziyan Tiger King's body is very strong, he must first consume the defensive tenacity, and then ensure that the fog sword can hurt Ziyan Tiger King. Only when the time comes can you make a foolproof move.

The sword swings, and the moves are tricky, insidious, and weird. He is an executioner who is good at simplifying the target to the extreme, so the position of the shot is also specially selected for some weak spots, such as the tiger's eyes, tiger's belly, and even above the tiger's claws. The knee joint is where Feng Jueyu desperately focuses.

If Mei Shangyou was alive, to sum it up in one sentence, Feng Jueyu is like a fly that doesn't bite seamless eggs. Even if he can't hurt people, he must disgust people to death.

It may be that Ziyan Tiger King realized Mei Shangyou's helplessness in the past. After being harassed by such a small guy like Feng Jueyu flying around for a long time, he finally showed an impatient look. The sound came out like a big mouth, and the whole forest seemed to be rolled up by wind and waves, turning into ripples and moving towards all directions.

Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that he had become a withered leaf in the storm, and his eardrums trembled when he was shaken by the sound of the tiger's howl. The wind blows him to the point of crumbling...

At this moment, Feng Jueyu realized that the Ziyan Tiger King was not that easy to deal with, and he could also see that the Ziyan Tiger King's body was not some indestructible holy armor, but derived from the spirit beast Lingyuan. This kind of stellar energy has a powerful effect of spiritual law and divine power, even if it is cultivated by Feng Jueyu, it is impossible to break through it in a short time.

Surprised that Feng Jueyu was no longer doing useless work, he jumped into a backflip and flew far away, landing in the canopy of a giant tree. While pointing his long sword obliquely at the ground, his eyes glowed with shock and excitement. At this moment, this Purple Flame Tiger King has fully mobilized his unyielding nature.

"Hey, this big cat is quite interesting. It didn't disappoint me, so you must have a lot of energy."

His eyes lit up, and he integrated all the powerful methods he had cultivated in an instant, and a rather perfect killing plan was formed in his mind.

Of course, this plan may consume a lot of money, but what are you afraid of in such a deserted place?

As a martial artist looking for a breakthrough, in order to climb the peak forever, all the methods can be used. Maybe after this time, I will get nothing, and maybe I will benefit a lot, but in the end, as long as the goal is achieved, it means the breakthrough is successful , for which there is no need to force anything else.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu suddenly realized that one must practice so freely and freely so as not to be bound by shackles, isn't it?

"Haha, beast, try my ultimate move."

Don't give Purple Flame Tiger King a chance to counterattack, he never has the opportunity for the enemy to counterattack, this is the difference between a killer and a warrior.

Although a warrior is honing his own moves and cultivation, and a killer's cultivation is to achieve his goal with all means, even though he is currently in a closed state, his pursuit is also fundamentally different from that of all warriors. Optimizing the sneak attack plan and achieving the goal as quickly as possible is the true quality of a killer.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu leaned forward and charged, and Guizhen Explosion exploded violently under the injection of spiritual power. He cast Guizhen Explosion three meters away, and the roaring explosion almost formed a straight line towards The Purple Flame Tiger King enveloped the past, and finally Feng Jueyu used the Guizhen Explosion to its limit, and the twelve Guizhen Explosions in a row directly swallowed the spiritual power of about dozens of pill cores...

The sound of roaring was endless, and in an instant, the aura of heaven and earth in the woods became confused, and it turned into a storm and danced wildly around the Purple Flame Tiger King. It collapsed, but seeing its angry look, Feng Jueyu knew that his plan had succeeded.

Guizhen Explosion effectively consumed the spirit beast qi of the Purple Flame Tiger King, and at the same time angered the Tiger King who had only a thousand years of cultivation but no wisdom. The corpse was caught and dismembered in the depths of the exploding space, but unfortunately Feng Jueyu's speed was so fast that even he couldn't feel it. Of course, Ziyan Tiger King couldn't succeed.

As a result, the angry Tiger King roared again and again, and at this moment, Feng Jueyu chose to make a move...

The last return to the truth exploded under Tiger King's abdomen. At this time, Feng Jueyu jumped out from the depths of the void, and with a swing of the long sword, he converted the spiritual power into the water system. But this time, he did not use the fog sword, after all The stellar energy is still there, and the Wujian consumes a lot, and it is not possible to fight recklessly for the time being, but Feng Jueyu used the Fumiao Sacred Art, which is a set of Xuan that can be integrated into palm technique, fist strength, and sword intent It is not too much to use it on Zi Que Xie's sword.

The next moment, Feng Jueyu suddenly turned into a cloud of white mist, and the blurred spiritual power slowly rose like a curl of green smoke, and it also seemed like incense reverberating in the forest. When opened, it looks like the shadow of rivers and rivers, misty and traceless, and like clouds and rivers dancing with snow, it can be seen everywhere...

The Sword Intent of Water rises like a mighty wave from the Yangtze River. In this miniature of no sword and mist, that fierce aura has not been diminished in the slightest, but it has just merged into the Sword Intent of Water, making it impossible to capture. .

Feng Jueyu laughed excitedly at this moment, he experienced the vastness and infinity of the sword intent of water, and had a new insight, that is, the endless sword intent of water system can display a magnificent realm of swordsmanship.

The Fumiao Sacred Art is really extraordinary, can I call this sword the Fumiao Sword Art?

Feng Jueyu thought excitedly, he already had the confidence to win this battle, and the next moment, just as he expected, the Purple Flame Tiger King began to be injured and bleeding.

ps: It's really inconvenient to go out on business, so let's temporarily schedule two shifts.