Chapter 835: What is Tough
The battle of Xuecang Mountain is famous all over the world, even if the sky is far away and the territory is vast, information and communication are also quite convenient, Huang Zun has long heard that Feng Jueyu not only did not die, but also suddenly appeared in Xuecang Mountain, and that battle simply moved Hongtu.
The fifteen caves and seven pools of the Blood Cangshan Mountain were broken in a row, and Feng Jueyu killed more than a thousand blood clan disciples with the power of one person, and finally killed the Blood Dome Temple and fought with the nine elders of the Blood Pool.
After receiving the news, Huang Zun couldn't be surprised, such as today, there are many shili on one side, and the master of two years of diligent cultivation can be doubled, but there are a few people who can really afford the word master.
There is no doubt that Xiang Donghe is one of the few people who are there, and his strength has become so strong that no one can beat him.
But today, Xiang Donghe still suffered a big loss under the hands of Feng Jueyu.
The clash of the punches just now was deeply engraved in everyone's hearts like an imprint, and the abundance of Zhenyuan combined with the powerful divine sense perception actually directly repelled Xiang Donghe, but he himself shook three times and shook twice, and then stabilized himself, this kind of cultivation can be ranked as the first of the periphery of the grand plan.
Looking at the empty Huang Zun standing in the crater of the volcano, he suddenly felt that he had aged for decades, recalling the cultivation of this life, he was not as good as a young man who was not even thirty years old, and this old face really had no place to rest.
Zhang Daoyang also thinks the same way, but right now, the shock is far greater than the shame, he wouldn't have thought that there was such a person hidden by his side all the time, fortunately, he didn't provoke Feng Jueyu at the beginning, otherwise......
Zhang Daoyang didn't dare to think about it anymore......
"Are you the Wind Feather?" the disguise was gone, and when Yu Meng's face was revealed, Xiang Donghe also revealed an unspeakable shock and resentment.
The grievances between the two can't be explained in words, it's like fate that only one can live in this world, in fact, Xiang Donghe dreamed of following Feng Jueyu to encounter again and get rid of this henchman with his own hands, but this time they met, Feng Jueyu gave him a completely different feeling.
Counting up, the two have only met three times, the first time in Wanyue Heavenly Palace, Feng Jueyu was forced to flee helplessly, bloody all the way, and luckily escaped from the palm of Xiang Donghe's hand, that time he didn't need to take action himself, Feng Jueyu would be as tired as a lost dog.
And the second time, that is, on the ground and in the sky, he was almost planted in the hands of Feng Jueyu, that time really shocked him, if it weren't for Mei Shangyou's five people who made a move out of jealousy, now there is no Xiang Donghe on the periphery of the grand plan This person should be said. Since then, Xiang Donghe has suffered from palpitations, restless food, unstable sleep, and suffering from fear.
And this is the third time, after two years, he returned to the grand plan, the first time he almost leveled the blood Cangshan, angry Mei Shangyou, now meet in a different place, the kung fu under his hands, and a lot of self-improvement, that punch, as if there is a power above the three levels of Ling Xu.
Xiang Donghe really couldn't understand that this kid's strength had improved so quickly.
Now he is no longer an existence that he can deal with.
Thinking of this, Xiang Donghe couldn't help but take a few steps back, and it was these few steps that exposed the fear and fear in his heart.
Feng Jueyu raised his head slightly, his eyes were murderous, like a dark night, and like a killer with an extremely terrifying chill: "Yes, you haven't forgotten me, I'm really worried, if you haven't seen me for two years, you won't recognize me." ”
"I know you when you turn to ashes. Xiang Donghe muttered in his heart, gritting his steel teeth angrily, thinking about this, he was slightly stunned, if he had shouted this sentence in the past, why could he only muttered in his heart today, am I really afraid?
When this idea appeared, Xiang Donghe was horrified, and it turned out that he had unconsciously developed a strong fear, which was unbelievable.
Before the fight, what else to do with him.
Xiang Donghe's heart sent out a ruthless energy, knowing that Feng Jue Yu's skills were no longer under him, he immediately greeted and said: "Feng Jue Yu, there is a way in the heavens that you don't go, and there is no door to hell to break into, I see where you are running this time, all the elders, everyone will do it together to punish this person." ”
Xiang Donghe let out a slightly timid roar, his arms swinged, and his old fist was raised, and a strange whirlwind suddenly appeared, enveloping his body.
The moment the true yuan swelled, a layer of reddish-yellow spirit armor covered the surface of the body, from head to toe, wrapped tightly, this turned out to be a six-fold spirit armor.
With Xiang Donghe's order, the seven old men who followed him naturally did not stand idly by, and took out all kinds of martial arts blades, and at the same time raised the true yuan to the peak state.
These two people are Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao, who were previously sent to the East River to the southern border of Zhou, not long ago, after they received the news of Xuecang Mountain in the southern border of Zhou, they were going to intercept Feng Jueyu, but on the way, they received an order to the East River, asking them to change their route to the earth and heaven, so Feng Jieyu did not meet them in Yundu City.
From Qianhong Mountain, Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao are incomparable to the rebelliousness of their hearts, that is to say, since they received the order, they have not put Feng Jue Yu in their eyes, according to the two of them, no matter how strong Feng Jue Yu is, it is not as experienced as they are, and the martial arts are not really thick and strong, and they can be invincible in the world, and their experience is also heavy R/>
There are not many good players under the rule of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, and most of the masters have stayed in Qianhong Mountain, these old guys who are not born in the world, one by one, their eyes are above the top, and they regard the world as nothing, so even if they have seen Feng Jueyu and Xiang Donghe face each other with a move and a half, they still don't put him in their eyes, according to the ideas of the two, even if Feng Jueyu is powerful, he is only one person, and he can't clean him up if he is already in the same way, so it is called a big joke in the world.
With this thought, the two looked directly at each other, and at a glance, the two took the first step, and in just one step, the two came to the front of Feng Jueyu, and the speed was not to be underestimated.
Cao Kongzhu's cultivation is a unique secret method of Qianhong Mountain, the level reaches the second grade of the black flame, it belongs to the wood spirit, and the long arm is around, it is a jade-colored long sword handed over to the left hand, and the wrist is turned, like the wind passing through the bamboo forest, swishing, as if the green sword of the ten thousand snakes spitting out the core will be tightly shrouded in the wind and feathers.
Hai Hongtao's internal strength is long, the true element is incomparable, the palms are swirling, there is the momentum of the great river rolling, and it is like the omen of the sky and the sea, with the rhythm of the body, the ripples of the true element in the form of water are then displayed, and the palms are thick and thin, like the water of the Yangtze River, gushing endlessly.
The two of them have a sword and two palms, and they kill the wind with a thunderous momentum.
If it had been two years ago, Feng Jueyu would have been cautious because of this, after all, these two people's cultivation was indeed very strong, one was sevenfold and the other was sixth, and when they joined forces, they would be able to exert the power of Ling Xu.
But now, the movements of the two of them are as clear and arguable as a slow-moving movie in Feng Jueyu's eyes, and they glanced at Xiang Donghe, who was the happiest but has not done anything so far, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly, and they sneered: "Xiang Donghe, I haven't seen you for two years, I didn't expect your courage to become so small, with these few local chickens and dogs, you are also worthy of fighting with someone in the wind?" ”
Feng Jueyu said, slowly raising a palm, and a faint red halo burst out from the palm.
**Fire refining, don't look at the wind killer who has not been immersed in this way for a long time, but the underworld is the ultimate of martial arts, in the past, such as the power of the four elephants, the true explosion, the power of the ten Dan and many other techniques compared with ** fire refining, it is just some ordinary methods with thousands of changes, and in the operation of the exercises, they are even more incomparable to ** fire refining, so Feng Jueyu gradually integrated the ** fire refining exercises into his fist intent, palm intent and even sword intent, and there is a fire halo of true yang divine flame in the palm of his hand.
His movements seem to be extremely slow, but they give people the illusion of encompassing the world and invincible, as if the mountains of the sky are immobile in the face of the overwhelming offensive of the vast and long.
Standing far away above the crater, the supreme coercion was released, and an invisible pressure suddenly swept over a radius of several miles, and the terrifying divine consciousness energy matched with the true yang fire energy, and the magma layer under the crater was restlessly agitated.
The rock spring several feet high shoots straight into the sky, as if the heaven and the earth are bordering......
Before he could make a move, Feng Jueyu caused a vision of Bowang Mountain, Fire, Sea and Rock Spring, which was terrifying.
It's just that at this time, Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao, whose faces have changed greatly, know that they have misestimated Feng Jueyu's strength, and it is too late to stop at this moment.
"Boom!"
A huge roar burst out at the place where the palm and the sword clashed, showing a huge energy vortex for no reason, this vortex had previously converged, but then it erupted, suddenly giving birth to a huge collision force, directly knocking Cao and Hai into the air......
"Wow!"
Two bloody arrows shot out, Cao Kongzhu and Hai Hongtao shot straight out hundreds of meters away like a kite with a broken string, and the huge impact force drove the two to break more than ten small trees, and the power gradually faded.
The two of them fell heavily to the ground, and there was an unspeakable pain behind them, as if the bones of the whole body were broken.
What does it mean to be strong?
With the appearance of this scene, the two finally understood that Weishenme's previous actions to Donghe were a little timid.
This cultivation of the Wind Feather has become an existence that they cannot reach, far above the transformation consciousness......
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