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Chapter 1009 Wind Emperor Sect!
The wind blows!

As those words fell, the gust of wind continued, and the originally stagnant sky turned into an endless storm.

Under the burst of brilliance, a powerful force descended rapidly.

welcome to the sky.

More than a dozen figures have broken through the shackles of illusory and appeared in front of everyone.

The auras of these people are quite similar, they obviously belong to the same sect. The leader is a young man, with his hands on his back, he is wearing a long cyan robe and is moving around. The edge is flowing out of the body, forming a perfect fit with the storm in the sky.

The turbulent wind continued to blow, but this group of people was completely unaffected, especially the young man in the head, who stood like an emperor of the wind, standing proudly in the midst of it!

"Fenghuangzong, this is a disciple of Fenghuangzong!"

There was a disciple who seemed to have thought of something, his eyes were slightly awe-inspiring, and his face had become extremely dignified.

"After entering the God's Secret Realm, Fenghuangzong has never made a move. They seem to have disappeared. None of the disciples has really entered the competition. However, it seems that not only have they not lost anything, but also gained a lot. It's huge!"

This point, no need for others to say, is enough for anyone to discover.

From their bodies, the aura of the strong wind is constantly emitting, like immortal envoys of the wind god. The realm of each of them is all at the level of the monarch, and there are even some high-ranking powerhouses in the monarch.

Especially the young man in the lead, although his aura is restrained, but the overflowing waves carry a terrifying majesty like tearing apart the world.

The aura of the storm was extremely condensed on his body, and it fit perfectly. In just a short breath, this aura communicated with the whole world, and it became stronger and stronger, and it was wantonly suppressed towards this place in the ten directions.

"Such a breath, such a boldness, and his strength is simply unfathomable. Nine times out of ten, he is the No.1 of Feng Huangzong's younger generation, Feng Shun!"

"It turned out to be him?"

There were many well-informed people present, and soon they began to speculate about the identity of the young man.

"Wind Emperor Sect..."

Wu Yangyu frowned slightly, although his face didn't change much, but his heart was also secretly awe-inspiring.

He has never been in contact with this sect, but it is not that he has never heard of this sect.

rumor.

Fenghuangzong appeared in ancient times, and it was established by an ultimate emperor. This emperor has already stepped into the peak level, even comparable to the half-step emperor level.

And the other party was also revered as the Fenghuang.

Wind Emperor.

Born with a powerful and rare wind-attribute martial soul, and with monstrous aptitude, he already had the foundation of an invincible emperor when he was young. Afterwards, he practiced martial arts all the way, comprehended himself, and finally achieved the supreme emperor.

The exercises he practiced are very single, only the power of wind!

but.

It is precisely because of this singleness that his control and comprehension of the power of the wind has reached a level against the sky. In the later period, he once created a power like the Fenghuangzong, and once cultivated it into a A giant, even after going through the ancient times, it has not withered, and it has even become one of the oldest sects.

That's why, although Fenghuangzong is quite low-key, no one dares to underestimate it.

very dangerous!
This was Wu Yangyu's reaction when he saw Feng Shun for the first time.

This person's combat strength may not be as good as the original emperor, who can evolve to the level of a half-step emperor, but this guy already has the level of a monarch-level nine-level heaven!
This is also the second powerhouse that Wu Yangyu has seen in this God's Mystic Realm, apart from Yidi, who has surpassed the eighth heaven of the monarch level!
Being able to possess the strength of a monarch-level Ninth Heavenly Layer, but has never made a move in this mysterious realm of God, this person's forbearance can be seen.

At first.

When he was fighting with the first emperor, there were also many powerful spiritual thoughts coming, among them, there was a monarch-level Ninth Heaven powerhouse, and now it seems that this wind should also be hidden in it.

"I didn't expect that you would come to me instead of looking for you!"

While Wu Yangyu was vigilant, he also secretly sneered in his heart.

During the period of his disappearance, many ancient sects began to focus their attention on the Fighting God Sect, but these sects also knew that if they really made a move, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble, so, although There is a heart of coveting, but never really made a move.

However, this Fenghuangzong is different.

According to the information he got, Feng Huangzong had shot more than once.

With the influence and strength of the Fenghuangzong, even compared with that day's pivotal holy land, they did not give way. Naturally, many strong men followed closely behind. A lot of trouble and hurt.

and so.

After dealing with the Pure Land Sect, Wu Yangyu planned to look for the Fenghuang Sect, but he did not expect that the other party would come to his door by himself.

"For the sake of the unclean sect, hand over this killing blade and go back to your own sect. I can forgive you!"

The young man named Feng Shun turned his eyes slowly, and had already locked his attention on Wu Yangyu's body. Wisps of blue crystal light bloomed from the depths of his eyes like knives. ,

With his sharpness on display, even looking at him, he could feel a strong chill and sense of sharpness spreading over his body, making people feel chills all over his body!
"So courageous, so domineering!"

"This is the junior brother of the Unclean Dazong, Feng Shun's courage is really beyond ordinary people!"

In the midst of the descending divine thoughts, some strong people have obviously noticed this place.

after all.

The traces of the storm in the sky have already formed a boundless trend, and it is extremely difficult to avoid attracting attention, not to mention, this Feng Shun is a strong man of the ancient sect, whose strength is at the level of the monarch level and the ninth level .

This is probably the highest level powerhouse other than Yidi.

"Chong!"

Wu Yangyu didn't say a word, but the killing blade in his hand let out a long sound like a god iron as he swung it.

Bursts of faint purple light quickly lingered and diffused, and as the crystal radiance burst out, a sharp saber aura began to emerge from it.

At this moment, Wu Yangyu's meaning was extremely obvious.

"To die, the unclean Dazong really deserves to be disciplined!"

"boom!"

Words rise.

In the void, there was a strong wind blowing rapidly.

The gust of wind roared, as if there were thunder intertwined, gathering and evolving, quickly forming a palm print several feet in size, which was heavily suppressed towards Wu Yangyu.

The ancient and savage aura surged rapidly following the arrival of the palm print.

In front of everyone, the palm print seemed to be slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. The moment it came, there was a terrifying majesty that could tear apart the entire sky...

(End of this chapter)