The breeze slowly blew into the West Corner Forest, bringing a faint coolness in the summer afternoon, and in the rich and vigorous thousand trees, an abnormal silence and heavy pressure pressed in the hearts of many masters of the Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate.

Wu Buyong is worthy of being Wu Zong's peerless genius for thousands of years, and Li Conghan's withdrawal made the whole battle lose its initial predictability. Obviously, after Li Conghan lost power, Zhou Jinshan fell into an irreversible situation, and at this moment, no matter how rampant and confident he was, he couldn't get out of the shadow of Wu Buyong's dream of marrying.

Only now did he realize how hasty his decision had been.

Wu Buyong is known as Wu Zong's first day talent, it is indeed extraordinary, even Feng Jueyu can't imagine that a person who has studied and comprehended the earth-based divine power for many years actually hides a wood-based divine power.

At this point, even the well-informed three sects in the southern realm have never received even the slightest bit of news.

And the dream recipe is destined to become the four immortal fruits that took away Feng Jueyu's hard work and snatched from the Yang-making Conference.

Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate was doomed.

Zhou Tianye and the others frowned, thinking about it for a while, they were going to give over the four Yang-making Immortal Fruits to others, and a deep unwillingness rose in their hearts, how important it was to make Yang-making Immortal Fruits, so they gave it to Wu Zong, this is simply ...... It's so aggrieved......

Diametrically opposed to the people of Yunjian, at this time, the people of the Wu Sect were all radiant and extremely excited, Wu Buyong's victory could not only make him reinvent his prestige, but also allow Wu Zong to produce four more Yang Creation Immortal Fruits.

The Immortal Fruit Club will only open once in three hundred years, and three hundred years is enough for Wu Zong to have a huge advantage in becoming the strongest Heavenly Gate that can go hand in hand with Haoyu Heavenly Gate, as for the Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate, it will always be at the bottom.

Wu Buyong's treacherous plan succeeded, and he laughed extremely happily, he put away his double knives, and lazily paced leisurely and teased: "Brother Zhou, there are only you and I left, how about I don't use weapons?"

Zhou Jinshan gritted his teeth angrily, and his face was extremely dark.

Just when Zhou Jinshan didn't know what to do, suddenly, a lazy voice took Wu Buyong's words.

"Brother Wu's skills are superior, Elder Zhou is ashamed of himself, hehe, this time, our Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate lost. ”

"Huh?"

When the voice came, everyone present was surprised and surprised, and following the direction from which the voice came, everyone slowly turned their eyes to see the person who spoke.

"Elder Feng?" Zhou Jinshan, Zhou Tianye and the others' faces changed suddenly.

They couldn't guess why Feng Jueyu was in a hurry to admit defeat, even if he was bound to lose, he couldn't just watch Wu Buyong take away the four Yang-making Immortal Fruits, could it be that our cloud sword skills were not as good as others, and we still had to be willing to be humiliated?

"Wind ...... Elder, Zhou hasn't lost yet. Zhou Jinshan argued, to be honest, if Feng Jueyu was still the identity of the Inner Gate Elder, Zhou Jinshan would definitely not be able to accept his decision, but there was no way, in this occasion, Feng Jueyu was not an Inner Gate Elder.

He is the Seventh Master Ancestor in the Gate.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Zhou Zude comes, he has to listen to Feng Jueyu's words.

It's just that Zhou Jinshan really doesn't want to be a sinner in the door, he has even made up his mind, even if he pulls Wu Buyong to accompany him to the funeral, he has to ensure that he makes Yang Immortal Fruit, or gives it to the Immortal Fruit, but Wu Buyong must pay a painful price.

How did Zhou Jinshan know that Feng Jueyu was afraid that he would think so and went to Wu Buyong desperately, so he threw out the white flag before he took actual action.

If Zhou Jinshan is really hysterical, not only will the four Yang-making Immortal Fruits be gone, but Zhou Jinshan will also suffer irreparable damage, which is still light, if he is really desperate, maybe he can also make the two heavenly gates fight each other, and eventually lead to a sect dispute.

The strength of Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate is not Wu Zong's opponent for the time being, and as a Patriarch, Feng Jueyu has to consider it holistically.

It's a pity that Zhou Jinshan is not very obedient.

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, and said, "Elder Zhou, if you are willing to lose the bet, isn't it just four Yang-making Immortal Fruits, Tianye, go and prepare the Immortal Fruits for Brother Wu." ”

Zhou Tianye was stunned, he looked at Zhou Jinshan, and then at Feng Jueyu, not knowing how to decide.

Wu Buyong's eyes narrowed slightly, and only after a while did he laugh out loud: "Haha, Elder Feng is still an understanding person, Brother Zhou, you and I don't need to fight with our lives, are you willing to gamble and lose?" These four immortal fruits may not be able to be used for the time being, if Brother Zhou is diligent in the future, you can also go to Wumen to ask for it, and at that time, you will definitely accompany you." ”

Zhou Jinshan clenched his fists, turning a deaf ear to Wu Buyong's words, what kind of fart, if you let you take the immortal fruit back, you can still keep it for us, the Seventh Master Ancestor didn't know what to think, didn't he know how difficult it was to grab the Yang Immortal Fruit in the first place? Why did he make such a hasty decision.

Zhou Jinshan was still arguing, but he saw Feng Jueyu winking at him, and it was this blink that made Zhou Jinshan's dissatisfaction with Feng Jueyu suddenly disperse.

What do you mean? What do you mean by winking at me?

Could it be?

Zhou Jinshan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he understood something, is he trying to find a way to redeem the defeat? Well, if I join forces with the Seventh Master Ancestor again, I may not be able to defeat Wu Buyong, after all, the Seventh Master Ancestor's cultivation is not weak, and Wu Buyong is also a little consumed, but how can the Seventh Master Ancestor make Wu Buyong accept to fight again?

He's not a fool?

Just when Zhou Jinshan was thinking wildly, Zhou Tianye came back with the Yang Creation Immortal Fruit, and Wu Zong's people saw that their eyes were all bright, Wu Buyong couldn't stop laughing, and he almost rushed up to grab the Yang Creation Immortal Fruit in his hand.

Seeing Zhou Tianye returning, Wu Buyong smiled even more happily, and took three steps and two steps to take the Yang Creation Immortal Fruit from Zhou Tianye's hand: "Haha, Zhou Zhangjiao, I bothered you to go and get it yourself, thank you Wu someone." He said he was about to go forward and pick it up.

Zhou Tianye tightly held the drag plate of the Yang Immortal Fruit, his eyes were unnaturally staring at Feng Jueyu, the eager state in his heart was like an ant on a hot pot, and his heart said: Really give, really give? Don't you say something?

Just when Zhou Tianye was anxious, Feng Jueyu suddenly walked over, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on the tray......

"Brother Wu, don't worry. ”

Seeing this, Wu Buyong's face changed, and he said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter?

Feng Jueyu smiled, shook his head and said: "What Brother Wu said, no matter how bad my Cloud Sword is, it is one of the three sects in the southern realm, and it is also a famous sect on a par with Wu Zong, how can I lose my words for just four fruits?"

Haha, this guy actually said that the Yang Creation Immortal Fruit was a fruit? Can you not pretend, this is the Yang Creation Fairy Fruit?

Wu Buyong looked at Feng Jueyu with disdain, looked him up and down, and thought: This person is a little too good at pretending, and he can pretend to be better than Lao Tzu.

He said, "Then what do you mean?"

Feng Jueyu took his hand back, Wu Buyong didn't go to pick up the Yang Immortal Fruit immediately, the two looked at each other at a distance of Mi Xu, Feng Jueyu paced in the forest with a smile as usual, leisurely and relaxed, as if he really didn't put the Yang Immortal Fruit in his eyes.

Just listen to him say: "Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate has a history of thousands of years, and the treasures accumulated are not only these four immortal fruits, to say something that Brother Wu doesn't like to hear, in fact, these four immortal fruits are nothing at all in this gate, even if they lose to Brother Wu, they can be taken away." ”

When he said this, even Zhou Jinshan and Li Conghan were startled, what do you mean? Making Yang Immortal Fruit is nothing? Damn, this is too much to brag, there is nothing more important in this sect than making Yang Immortal Fruit.

Wu Buyong listened to it even more happily, even if this Yang Creation Immortal Fruit is placed in the inner circle of the grand plan, it is a very valuable treasure, but the result is nothing in the eyes of others, can you not brag.

If you don't blow it, you can die.

Wu Buyong looked at Feng Jueyu playfully, under normal circumstances, the guy who dares to say such big words either has extraordinary strength, or is very capable of pretending. And according to Wu Buyong's understanding, Feng Jueyu was still in the Xuanxuan Realm just a few months ago, and even if he broke through, he couldn't catch up with Zhou Jinshan and Li Conghan's Xuanzhao cultivation in recent decades, so this guy is very capable of pretending.

Wu Buyong said disdainfully: "Oh, according to what Elder Feng said, these four immortal fruits are still dispensable to the Cloud Sword, hehe, in that case, why did Elder Feng stop it?"

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, ignoring the opportunity in Wu Buyong's words, and said while staggering: "No, no, no, Elder Wu misunderstood, I didn't stop it, I just saw Elder Wu's amazing cultivation in Xia, and I couldn't help but feel itchy for a while, and I just wanted to ask for a lesson or two......

"You?" Wu Buyong didn't expect Feng Jueyu to make such a request, he was stunned after hearing it, then looked at the people behind him, and laughed loudly: "Elder Feng, are you serious about what you said?"

"Nature is true. Feng Jueyu said solemnly: "What's the matter, doesn't Elder Wu feel that he is not worthy of fighting with Elder Wu?"

Wu Buyong couldn't do it anymore, and said secretly: It's up to you, Zhou Jinshan and Li Conghan are not my opponents, can you do it?

Thinking about it, Wu Buyong didn't dare to say this, after all, he wanted to take care of Feng Jueyu's current identity, so he waved his hand happily and said: "No, no, no, that's not what I mean." ”

Wu Buyong couldn't laugh anymore, and Wu Zhengxun and the others behind him were also covering their mouths and being happy, and if they said this, it was possible to tell Feng Jueyu bluntly that you are far away.

Feng Jueyu didn't care, and continued: "Heh, since that's the case, I'll ask Brother Wu for advice, but Brother Wu don't worry, I'll never let Brother Wu point out in vain, there's a good thing here, maybe Brother Wu will like it." ”

As he spoke, he took out the arm bone of the Great Sage King, and once the breath of Jinbao was presented, it suddenly bloomed with dazzling light in the West Corner Forest, the arm bone was full of breath, and the texture was good, held in the hands of Feng Jueyu, as if there was an extra arm, and in an instant, Wu Buyong was stupid.

"This ...... What is this?"

"The bones of the Great Sage King of the Demon Clan, how is it?"