Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 43 Fatty's Sweetheart
Yu Zhengyu grabbed Jian Fengyun with a fierce claw, and the black fire seemed to burn the air.

Jian Fengyun's figure made a strange mistake, not even a spark fell on him.

In the next moment, he stepped on his footsteps, and Glittering Light moved, and his speed tripled, leaving only a few afterimages in the air.

"The wind rises and the clouds change, the wind and cloud sword kills immortals and gods!"

A faint voice resounded above the ring, and Jian Fengyun's figure appeared behind Yu Zhengyu, and the handprints in his hand quickly entered the spirit sword.

"My God, it's windy, look!"

"Look, the light has dimmed, and the clouds in the sky have gathered!"

Suddenly, someone noticed something strange and exclaimed.

Fengyun sword, in the previous life, Jian Fengyun comprehended the sword technique created by Dao himself. With this sword technique, he once defeated the emperor of all domains with one sword, and dominated the world.

The realm broke through to the spirit realm, and he was finally able to use this set of sword techniques.

"Fengyun sword!"

On the ring, King Dongyang suddenly stood up with an exclamation, and looked at Jian Fengyun in astonishment.

"How could His Majesty Tianyang fail to comprehend the sword technique in his entire life?"

Dongyang Junwang's heart was surging into waves.

Among the crowd of the Wang family, Wang Xia stood up in disbelief, and looked at the sky and the earth on the ring, utterly horrified.

"Fengyun sword, the country's spiritual skill, how is it possible, how is it possible."

On the ring, Wang Yu was forced to retreat to the edge of the ring by the tyrannical coercion of heaven and earth. Looking at the young man in white who was wielding a long sword in the center of the coercion of heaven and earth, his top-secret face turned pale with shock.

"Fengyun Sword, the number one sword technique in Tianyang Taoist Academy!"

"Death!" Jian Fengyun's face was indifferent, and he lightly lifted the spirit sword in his hand.

A pure white sword light shot out, the sword light eclipsed the color of the world and shocked everyone's hearts.

Yu Shan, the Patriarch of the Yu family, didn't know the method Jian Fengyun used, but the pressure that the sudden surge of power of heaven and earth brought to everyone was obvious.

"stop!"

Yu Shan exclaimed, got up and rushed to the ring.

boom!
A tyrannical sword qi, carrying the majestic might of the sword, bloomed above the ring. At this moment, it was like thunder falling from the sky, and the power of heaven and earth gathered at one point.

Under the sword energy, Yu Zhengyu could only widen his eyes and shook his head in disbelief.

"No, don't kill me."

He was terrified in the face of death, but before he could finish his terrified words, the sword energy penetrated his body.

Yu Zhengyu's body exploded directly on the ring, his robe was torn, turning into a cloud of blood mist, which spilled all over the ground.

The Fengyun Sword is a sword technique that Jian Fengyun created only when he became the Great Emperor in his previous life. When the sword technique is pushed to the extreme, it can kill gods.

Yu Shan, who rushed to the ring, was also swept away by the remaining power of the sword energy and flew upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

For a moment, the entire arena was silent, all the laughter stopped abruptly, and everyone watched this scene in disbelief.

Jian Fengyun's face was also a little pale, the sword just now took out one-third of the sword energy in his body in an instant.

However, even though he felt a little weak, Jian Fengyun's expression was still very calm. He turned to look at Wang Yu behind him, his index finger and middle finger were slightly aligned, and an illusory long sword suddenly condensed in the air.

The cold gaze shot out from his eyes and landed on Wang Yu's face.

Wang Yu only felt a cold murderous aura locked on her body, which made her mind go blank for an instant, and her heart became flustered, and she didn't even have the courage to make a move.

Zheng!
The sword in Jian Fengyun's hand raised slightly, and the fierce sword energy seemed to come from the sickle of Hell Shura, and it slowly fell towards Wang Yu.

The majesty of heaven and earth borrowed by Fengyun Sword has not yet dissipated. Wang Yu didn't even have the ability to resist this sword. It seemed that his body and mind were severely oppressed, and he could only stand there blankly waiting to die.

"Jian Fengyun, you bastard, you dare to attack my Goddess Wang Yu, you will definitely die!"

"Jian Fengyun, Wang Yunai is one of the four beauties in the imperial city, and has countless suitors. If you hurt her, you will definitely suffer endless revenge!"

Those martial artists who were obsessed with Wang Yu in the audience have already started to crusade against Jian Fengyun.

"No matter who you are, since you stand here today and block my way, Jian Fengyun, you will die!"

Jian Fengyun's face turned cold, and the illusory spirit sword condensed in his hand glowed brightly, and the sword energy was extremely sharp.

At this moment, Wang Yu seemed to smell the breath of death. Over the years, he had never felt this kind of near-death feeling, but now, he actually felt it in a young man in a remote town.

Wang Yu slowly closed her eyes. She knew that as a member of the Wang family, she would never admit defeat. The face of the Wang family is more important than anything else.

Just when Wang Yu thought that he was about to die.

"Boss, can you let her go!"

A slightly weak, but firm voice sounded.

Wang Yu opened a pair of autumn eyes, and there was a fat man with a bloated figure.

"Why?" Jian Fengyun paused the sword in his hand, looking at Wang Chuyuan who suddenly appeared.

In the past two days, he seems to have lost weight.

"Boss, since I was young, I only really liked this woman, and I don't want her to die!" Wang Chuyuan's fat face, a pair of small eyes looked at Jian Fengyun firmly.

After Wang Chuyuan's words fell, something seemed to break in Wang Yu's mind.

That year, she was nine years old, and she was still practicing martial arts in the back mountain of Tianyang Taoist Academy.

Suddenly one day, a chubby child was brought here, said to be a young master from her family branch, with good talent, she was taken in by her uncle, the Xuanzhen Spirit King, and accepted as a disciple, and she would be her young master from now on. younger brother.

The little junior brother practiced in the back mountain for more than half a year, and he learned all of her martial uncle's methods, and was called a genius by the Xuanzhen Lingwang. From then on, this little junior brother went to the place where she practiced every day.

It wasn't until she was 12 years old that she broke through the Lingyuan Realm in martial arts and defeated the masters on the ranking list of Tianyang Dao Academy with a scimitar. She was praised by Tianyang Dao Academy as a rare genius in a century. Countless young talents admire her, and countless suitors.

At that time, among the thousands of peers, the one who pursued her closest was that little fat man.

In front of Tianyang Hall, that little fat man actually expressed his love for her in front of all the seniors of the academy.

"Seniors, the boy Wang Chuyuan, nicknamed A Yuan, wants to confess his love to Senior Sister Yu today. In this life, A Yuan only likes Senior Sister Yu alone!"

At that time, Wang Chuyuan was also 12 years old. In this world, 16 years old can start a family, and 12 years old can be regarded as an ordinary age.

It's a pity, but she seemed to reject that little fat man. At that time, all the seniors in Tianyang Palace, except his master, seemed to mock him. The toad wanted to eat swan meat.

At that time, on the Tianyang Palace, she had never seen the lonely and chubby figure who left sadly. She only heard that the little junior had fallen and was no longer diligent in cultivating the Dao. He only knew how to eat, drink and play all day long. Experience, she also blurred.

"Boss, if you don't kill her, I'll be by your side from today on, and pledge allegiance to the death!"

Wang Chuyuan's eyes were extremely firm, which was completely different from the hip-hop and dandyism of the past.

Jian Fengyun had also seen this kind of gaze in his previous life. He had trained some followers in his previous life, and among them were many men with such iron-blooded tenderness.

In his previous life, he encountered schemes, and in the final battle, those he trained all gave their lives to defend him.

Wang Chuyuan's gaze reminded him of those who were loyal to him in his previous life!

"Okay, I'll spare her life!"

Jian Fengyun nodded slightly, his body surged with momentum, and he pushed Wang Yu and Wang Chuyuan directly off the ring.

Wang Yu looked at Wang Chuyuan beside him, her beautiful eyes fluctuated, but she couldn't open her mouth for some reason.

"Wang Chuyuan, you are so bold, you dare to be Jian Fengyun's follower, where do you put my Wang family's face?"

Snapped!
Wang Xia's figure suddenly appeared, and a slap landed on Wang Chuyuan's face. There was a crisp sound, and a red palm print instantly appeared on that plump face.

"From today onwards, I will withdraw from the Wang family, and Wang Chuyuan has nothing to do with the Wang family!"

Wang Chuyuan endured the pain on his face, and his eyes meaningfully glanced at his father, Wang Jing, and third uncle who were not far away, then he spoke and turned around.

"You, okay, since you are going to betray the Wang family, I will take action and clean up the house myself!"

Wang Xia's face became angry, and the aura of the real spirit realm surged instantly, and fiery red flames appeared in the palm of his hand, and he slapped Wang Chuyuan with his palm at an astonishing speed!

(End of this chapter)