Feng Jueyu's hatred, he never imagined that at the juncture of zuihou, he would kill a Cheng bite gold halfway, and after avoiding the arrows, there were a few more figures on the cliff, most of these people didn't recognize it, but he recognized two of them, one of them was the archer.

The valley lord of Gongling Valley, Gong Heng......

The other person is an old acquaintance, it is Hong Xuan.

As for the other few people, they were all fresh faces, but with the super keen insight of the impermanence of life and death, Feng Jueyu found that none of those people were mediocre, and the strong True Yuan was full of internal energy and slowly floated on the surface of the body, and even these people always had a kind of back-to-basics atmosphere, standing there side by side as a row, as immovable as a mountain.

These four people are all old men with extremely deep cultivation, the first one on the left is in a bloody robe, and there is a strong smell of blood all over his body, his hair is combed very neatly, his face is thin, his eyes are stellar, and there is an obvious pit scar in the center of his eyebrows, which is a sword mark, a trace left by the tip of the sword, this person has been passed through the center of the eyebrows by the sword, and he is magically alive.

Beside the old man in the blood robe was a decadent old man, his half-white hair was extremely sloppy, the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a huge black cloth, and his empty eyes did not have any brilliance, like a dead man, not even a little angry.

On the right side of the black-robed old man is a naked and half-naked strong man, about sixty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, fiery red skin, and a body that seems to be bare with muscles cast from copper and iron, looking infinitely powerful, and this person's eyes reveal a strong fighting spirit, as if no one is pleasing to the eye, no one in his eyes, his toes are arrogant, as if someone owes him eight hundred dollars.

zuihou one, is a typical demon master, purple complexion, bearded bamboo eyebrows, cold and evil face, wearing a strong suit under a bronze tight short robe, its ten fingers are pointed, comparable to a sharp blade, others have the illusion of madness at a glance, Rao is wind and feather are furrowed heavily.

After looking at the portraits of these people, the warriors on the mountain also rushed down, and Xiang Donghe stood behind Feng Jueyu with a hateful look, and the four people who happened to be on the edge of the cliff formed an encirclement and trapped Feng Jueyu in the center.

Feng Jueyu knew that he couldn't run away, but he didn't understand that Gong Heng and Hong Xuan were willing to stop him, after all, he not only let the Xiao family turn against Gong Linggu, but also almost killed Hong Xuan twice, but what happened to those people? When did Lao Tzu offend them?

Thinking like this, Xiang Donghe had already spoken: "Feng Jueyu, the old man is so hard to find you." ”

"Yes, I didn't have much trouble finding you. Feng Jueyu snorted coldly, and then turned his gaze to Hong Xuan: "Hong Xuan, you are really fateful, you didn't die twice." ”

Hong extinguished the hatred of the wind and was absolutely feathered into the bones, and was robbed by him for a while, and his old face was even more dull, and he said with a look of secret hatred: "Yes, my life is big, and your life is short." ”

"Huh. Feng Jueyu was fearless, looked at Gong Heng, and said: "Thinking that Zhou Nan Yiba will also fall to the fate of Wanyue Tiangong Eagle Dog, Gong Heng, you have disappointed me too much." ”

Gong Heng sneered: "Feng Jueyu, you don't need to provoke the old man, what you do is that Zhou Nanjing can't tolerate you." Gong Heng said, holding the big bow in his arms and said to Xiang Donghe: "Brother Xiang, Zhou Nan Gong Linggu Gong Heng is polite, this kid has done all the evil things, and he will be handed over to you today." ”

Gong Heng's actions obviously had the purpose of currying favor, and at this time, Xiang Donghe obviously ate this set too, no way, who let Feng Jueyu be tricky, Xiang Donghe didn't know how long he had been looking for him, if it wasn't for Gong Heng's sudden action just now to stop Feng Jueyu, it is estimated that it would be difficult to find him again.

"Brother Gong, thank you. ”

In the periphery of the grand Shijie, there are not many people who can get Xiang Donghe's gratitude, Gong Heng knows that with Xiang Donghe's words, his position in the southern realm of Zhou can be guaranteed for at least a hundred years, and his eyes are changed, so he is naturally overjoyed, as for the Hong Xuan, although he can't kill Feng Jueyu with his own hands to vent his hatred, he feels that it is also a good choice to be able to watch Feng Jueyu die with his own eyes. Even he couldn't wait to watch Xiang Donghe take off the head of Feng Jue Feather in public.

At the edge of the cliff, the atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while, and there were at least thousands of warriors from all departments of the Twelve Imperial Clans, all of whom looked at the culprit in the center who had caused trouble in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace in recent days, and many people saw Feng Jieyu for the first time, and they couldn't help but whisper.

"He's the Wind Absolute Feather, the rumored grand envoy, he looks pretty ordinary. ”

"Heh, people are ordinary, and the things they have done are earth-shattering, do you dare to rob Wanyue Heavenly Palace? Do you dare to set fire to Tiangong Mountain?"

"So what, isn't he a lost dog who is being chased in the end? If I were him, I wouldn't come this time, wouldn't it be self-defeating? ”

"You can't say that, I heard that he killed Zhao Jingdu, maybe he really has some real kung fu under his hands, don't forget, he is the only grand envoy in the past two thousand years. ”

", can Zhao Jingdui be compared with Xiang Donghe? Besides, the Dragon Emperor has disappeared, and the Three Hundred Grand Envoys have completely disappeared more than two thousand years ago, he is a hairy boy, just by learning a little bit of the Dragon Martial Saint Seal, there is no one in his eyes, I think he has lived enough. ”

“......”

The subtle discussion covered the cliffs on the earth, in fact, such a heated discussion has not stopped since Feng Jueyu killed Zhao Jingdu, and even has a gradually growing momentum, you know, just after Feng Jueyu took advantage of Xiang Donghe's absence to make trouble in Wanyue Heavenly Palace, there are not a few people who chase him, and there is also a "credit" of sealing a blood, because these two people got together, the Demon Ancient City, the Nine Ghost Soul Mansion, Wuyue Zechi and the Ancient Cave of Blood Town sent a lot of people full of Shijie's wanted Feng Jueyu and Feng Yixue, but they never found it, and then with the appearance of the Tianyuan Mountain Heavenly Ice Sea, the twelve royal clans turned their attention to Tianxuan Baolu, and no one was willing to work tirelessly to find them.

Today, everyone knew that Feng Jueyu had fled to the southern realm of Zhou, the place where the most vicious people gathered, and it didn't seem to be very good, even Gongling Valley, one of the three major trends in southern Zhou, was full of resentment towards him, did this call the rats crossing the street and everyone shouting and beating?

One by one, their eyes stared at Feng Jueyu, and the meaning in everyone's eyes changed from jokingly thinking that Feng Jueyu was not self-sufficient, and slowly there was a taste of pity. It's a pity that this "talent" still couldn't escape the doom of being killed by Xiang Donghe in the end, with Xiang Donghe's terrifying cultivation, clean him up or is it a incidental thing?

This martial artist has his own thoughts, but Feng Jueyu has no time to pay attention to it, his eyebrows are full of solemnity, and he is constantly thinking about how to deal with it.

Let him be willing to die, that is absolutely impossible. It's just that Xiang Donghe is alone, but now the four masters on the edge of the cliff make him feel powerless.

Ignoring Xiang Donghe's angry gaze, Feng Jueyu's heart was full of resentment, staring at the four masters and asking, "Few, when did Feng Mou offend you, why did you block Feng Mou's way?"

Hearing Feng Jueyu ask, the old man in the blood robe smiled and replied: "Feng Gongzi is really a master of art and bold, here and now, this situation and this scene are still fearless, and the old man Mei Shangyou admires it." ”

"Mei Shangyou?" Feng Jueyu suddenly remembered where he had heard this name, and after recalling it, his face changed: "You are the current Blood Emperor?"

"No, it's down there. Mei Shangyou raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "Now does Feng Gongzi know that Weishenme is going to stop you?"

"Understood. "Feng Jueyu understands, Feng Yixue is a traitor to the blood pool, and he saved him in Sishengfang City, it would be strange if Mei Shangyou didn't stop him, this is called hating the house and Wu.

Looking down further, he roughly guessed the identities of the other three, Feng Yixue once had five enemies, Xuechi Mei Fengxue, Yuanmu Mansion Xiang Chengde, these two have been killed by Feng Yixue, and the other three are from the Demon Ancient City, the Nine Ghost Mansions and Wuyue Zechi, so these three should be the masters of the three holy lands.

Feng Jueyu smiled and said loudly: "Then these three must be Lei Ya, the lord of the ancient city, Lou Qing, the lord of the Soul Mansion, and Sun Zhan, the lord of Wuyue." ”

The three old men snorted coldly at the same time, looking quite disdainful, and it seemed that it was a shame to talk to Feng Jueyu.

Feng Jueyu is not surprising, everyone is a master of the Ling Void Realm, and it is appropriate to have a little temper......

The Wind Killer knew that this time was the end of the road, so he simply didn't leave, he couldn't leave if he wanted to, and he didn't want to go in vain, he didn't ask for hardships, and looked around the audience, this formation was indeed terrifying enough, and thousands of the five holy land masters surrounded themselves, and they planned not to give themselves a way to live.

He spread his hands, put the Zique Sword in his hand on his shoulder, and said loudly: "It seems that I can't leave today, several, do you go up together, or one by one." ”

"Hah...... haha......”

Feng Jueyu's words immediately caused laughter all over the mountains, and the martial artists of the five holy lands looked at this kid who didn't know whether to live or die with disdain, and the black-robed old man Lou Qingyin smiled and said in a hoarse tone: "Ignorant boy, you really don't know what to do, and you still need me to take action against you?" ”

"Oh?" Feng Jueyu was not angry, what he wanted was this effect, as long as the other party despised him, it was not difficult to find a chance to escape, his eyes rolled, Feng Jueyu said: "What does that mean? ”

"Drinking?" Hearing Feng Jueyu's words, the masters of the five holy lands glared angrily one by one, it was wrong not to dismantle you, and invited you to drink, go eat.

A word to readers:

The first shift on the 17th.