Now, Black Wind no longer believed that this was a monk who had come to the Valley of the Winds in search of a breakthrough. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoWith such talent, even if he doesn't come to Swift Wind Valley, how long can the years suppress him? Moreover, this person doesn't care at all that this is the territory of Fengdu, and dares to make a move against the Holy King of Fengdu, this courage is not available to everyone.

"You won't want to know." Willow Leaf stepped through the void and walked towards the Valley of the Wind. He wanted to know what the fate was, and besides, the Holy Monarch of the Wind Capital actually watched the two Wind Capital Saint Kings being killed and remained silent, which was too strange and beyond common sense.

Hei Feng's face is pale, this junior is fearful, the world is rumored that there is a holy monarch lurking here, and he still dares to come, what is there to rely on?

"I don't care what your identity is, kill me Fengdu Saint King, you must die!" Hei Feng's eyes instantly flashed with cold lightning, even if this young man has a great background, today's things can't be good. Who would have thought that the ant they thought was actually a small dragon that killed two holy kings alive, this record was enough to shock the world and make Fengdu lose face.

However, at this moment, the Wind Valley is completely blocked by the wind, as long as this junior is killed, then everything will not be spread, and no one will know. For the sake of the reputation of Fengdu, even if it offends a certain horror family!

"You can't kill me." Liu Ye glanced at the black wind lightly, and came to the mouth of the Wind Valley, here, the howling wind has almost turned into substance, and Liu Ye stepped forward, fearless. The physical cultivation in the mouth of the world is just talking! At least, the wind at the mouth of the valley of the wind can't help him.

"Really?" Hei Feng's face was pale, no one had ever dared to underestimate him so much, at this moment, a young man, who had not broken into the realm of the Holy King, said coldly, "You can't kill me!" ”

No matter what the Wind Saint Monarch was doing, at this moment, the black wind could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and he opened his five fingers together and shouted: "Pull, the power of the wind, strangle!" ”

"Woo~!"

The black whirlpool rotated directly around the willow leaves, the endless killing intent was swirling, the wind, which was originally formless and colorless, turned into a substantial black whirlpool at this moment, and the willow leaves stood in the center of the whirlpool, with a very dignified complexion!

"Black Wind, is that where your name comes from?" Liu Ye said coldly, this black whirlwind, rotating around him, faster and faster, and finally, it turned into a substantial black blade and began to attack Liu Ye in the center of the whirlpool. And Liu Ye was not afraid, clenched his fists, and smashed them hard, and those black blades were directly shattered!

"How is this possible!" Hei Feng was shocked, this junior, the strength of his body was far beyond his imagination, this whirlwind with killing intent and dark and destructive nature could not hurt him in the slightest!

"Boom!"

In the end, Liu Ye roared, his black hair flew, raised his fist, and smashed it on the ground with a fierce fist, instantly the golden light skyrocketed, the earth and stones splashed, and a golden circle of light spread out like ripples on the surface of the lake, directly smashing the black whirlwind to pieces. Immediately afterwards, Liu Ye threw several punches one after another, and Hei Feng's big hand that slapped down violently was shocked and retracted. But Liu Ye was also pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

In the final analysis, he is still not a real Saint King, and in the face of this kind of means of becoming a Saint King, a head-to-head confrontation is still not enough.

"If I didn't guess wrong, your Wind Capital Saint Monarch had already entered the Wind Valley, otherwise, how could you be indifferent to watching the two Saint Kings being killed by me, you don't want to go in and have a look?" Liu Ye sneered, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his body rumbled, and the blood vapor on the surface of the base body was steaming, recovering.

Hei Feng's face was cold, he didn't say a word, and sighed in his heart, even if it was the Saint King Dacheng, it would be difficult to kill this junior now, although he could suppress the other party in the realm, but this junior still mastered a kind of extreme speed, and it was not difficult to escape. At the same time, his eyes flickered, no one in this Wind Valley could really go deep, not even the Holy Monarch. This Valley of the Storm has existed since ancient times, and if it is traced back, it should have been formed in ancient times. In history, there are indeed people who come to squeeze their own potential and break into another new realm in order to break through their own shackles, but most of them have died.

In the Valley of the Wind, the deeper you go, the more fierce the Gang Wind becomes, and it is rumored that there are people who have cultivated to the top of the Gang Wind, and then they were hit by the Yin Wind and were covered in blood, and they withdrew in embarrassment. This Wind Valley, if you want to say that he is a great murderous place, it doesn't count, because if you don't take the initiative to go in and find death, you will generally not pose any threat to living beings.

Watching this young man turn around and go into the mouth of the Wind Valley, he was instantly overwhelmed by the Gangfeng, and the black wind eyes were gloomy, he was not a physical cultivator, he didn't have this kind of courage, how dare he take risks!

"In this kind of place, even an ordinary Saint King may not be able to go a hundred steps deep!" The willow leaves shook in their hearts, and the cliffs on both sides blocked the light, making them look a little dim. This Wind Valley was only two zhang wide, and he tried to smash a punch on the cliff, but it was only a shallow fist mark! And the cyan sword that had almost turned into a substantial piece of blue sword light had already "clanked" on Liu Ye's body, and sparks splashed everywhere. If someone is here, they must be shocked, ordinary through the peak of the Skyclave Realm, once they enter the Valley of the Wind, I am afraid that they will be strangled in an instant and turn into a blood mist, and this young man's body is like a divine iron that has been tempered for thousands of years, strong and immortal.

It's just a dozen steps, and Liu Ye feels that it is difficult to move, the pressure of the gangfeng, rushing towards him, coupled with that kind of substantive attack, has already made Liu Ye feel powerless! You must know that Liu Ye's physical strength, coupled with his current cultivation, can even kill the early stage of the Saint King, but here, he can only take dozens of steps!

"Overcome rigidity with softness, Tai Chi!" Liu Ye muttered to himself in his heart, Tai Chi came out of his hand, instantly pulled the sharp blade in front of him, almost brushing his body, Liu Ye's footsteps left and right, moving forward very slowly. The essence of this punch is traction, and Liu Ye pulls that attack and then moves forward against the pressure of Gangfeng. His current comprehension of Taijiquan can't pull the formless and colorless Gangfeng at all, and can only pull the kind of attack that turns into substance, but this is already commendable.

In a few days, Liu Ye walked a total of forty or fifty steps, and his speed became slower and slower, even Tai Chi was almost too busy, because the kind of whistling sharp blade attack was not only extremely sharp, but also more and more powerful. On the bare cliffs and narrow walkways, there were broken bones that emitted a dim light rolling out, but before they could reach the willow leaves, they completely dissipated and turned into ashes. Obviously, this is the skeleton of a strong man left behind in an unknown era, which was blown out.

"What's at the end of this Tempest Valley, and why? How's it going? Liu Ye was very worried about his life, and finally, as far as the eye could see, he could see ahead, Liu Ye saw a back, even in this fierce wind valley, still straight, striding forward with difficulty. As if he felt something, this person turned around, and a trace of relief flashed on his elegant face.

"Go back, I will solve the matter of the Wind Capital, if I can break through my own seal in the Valley of the Wind, I can step into the Holy Monarch." The words of the summoning life came with the fierce wind, and Liu Ye's heart shook, and the world rumored that the summoning was seriously injured, but he never thought that he had been healed, and he wanted to break through his own seal with the help of this wind valley!

This willow leaf also knows something, this person is very mysterious, some people say that he is the son of the wind, some people say that he is the one who sealed himself, but Lou Yan said that he is stepping into "this life"! Although Liu Ye didn't understand it very well, as long as he was fine, he was relieved.

"Isn't there another Saint Monarch in the Wind Crown, why isn't it missing?" Liu Ye said loudly, but unfortunately, his words could not go against the wind and were blown away in the canyon.

The light in his eyes flowed, although he didn't hear it, but looking at Liu Ye's mouth, he also knew what he was talking about.

"Perhaps, it's the Wind Lord." beckoned, then turned around, and once again took a difficult step ahead. This made Liu Ye frightened, he could kill the Saint King in the early stage, but it was already the limit when he walked out of more than fifty steps, and he was almost two hundred steps away! At the same time, Liu Ye's heart moved, it seems that the wind lord of the wind capital is not as the world imagined, it has been hollowed out, and there is another hidden meaning in this.