In the spring of April, the sea of flowers is proud, the water is beautiful and the mountains are clear, the Tiangong sandwich road is covered by lush and continuous vegetation, the breeze is light in the four fields, raising thousands of willow branches, diffusing rich vitality, with the wind caressing, the good season is full of ......

The clouds of the ancient mountains sprinkled 10,000 points of vermilion, dyed with red glow, adding a touch of clouds and mountains to be particularly delicate......

A figure flashed through the air and fell straight to the earth, breaking the tranquil atmosphere of spring flowers blooming and the sun like fire, and the figure carried a blood rainbow like thick ink and heavy color, as if the god who fell from outside the nine clouds fell to the mortal world, causing an inexplicable sensation.

Yin Congfu is by no means a god, but in the eyes of the disciples of Tiangong Mountain, it is not an exaggeration to call it a god, the strength of Ling Xu's four layers is like the first of the periphery of the grand plan, but it is a pity that such an amazing cultivation is unexpectedly broken at the foot of Tiangong Mountain, and the ten thousand points of vermilion are not what cherry red maple chrysanthemums are, but the blood that he spews.

In an instant, the foot of Tiangong Mountain was drowned out by an exclamation, and no one would have thought that Yin Congfu, who had such a realm of cultivation, would finally fail miserably in the hands of Feng Jueyu.

Looking at Yin Congfu, who roared past and fell into the mountain forest, the foot of Wanyue Tiangong suddenly fell silent.

"Lost. Xiang Donghe couldn't believe his eyes, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe how clever Yin Congfu's methods were, but in the end it was still a step behind, so how terrifying this Feng Jueyu became.

The Ling Xuan Realm was originally a process from refining the Qi and transforming the gods to refining the gods and returning to the void, especially from the third to the fourth, each realm is extremely difficult, and the gap is huge, Ling Xuan Triple has no qualifications to make a move in the face of Ling Xuan Quadruple, Ling Void Quadruple faces Ling Void Five, the same is true, one realm, the world is different.

It's like an adult and a child, no matter how hard the child is, it can't hurt the adult.

After the fourfold Lingxu, this is the case.

It's just that the two people in front of him still have a certain gap compared to Ling Xu's five folds, so the victory or defeat is extremely difficult to identify, just now Yin Congfu's two stunts hit Feng Jueyu almost bowed his head and confessed, who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Feng Jueyu turned the tables strongly.

The palm that opened the sky and split the earth was like a muffled thunder falling on Xiang Donghe's heart, directly extinguishing all his hopes.

He knew that Yin Congfu did not deliberately release the water, he lost, lost in the hands of Feng Jieyu.

The mountain breeze blew on the handsome face full of fortitude and pride, and at this moment, the white clothes and jade face, like a brand, were finally engraved on everyone's heart.

At this time, people only realized that the boy who was hunted down and killed like a lost dog by the major royal families a few years ago can now command one side, which makes countless people fearful.

The current Feng Jue Yu seems to be the number one master in the grand periphery......

"I lost. Yin Congfu's faint voice of recognition sounded in the rich mountain forest, his tone was full of decadence and helplessness, and he was stunned by the ninety years of retreat, and he originally thought that even if his talent was not as good as others, he would have to rely on hard work to reach the top skills in the periphery, but now he knows how small his mind is.

The world is so big and capable that there are many people, at this moment, Yin Congfu's tone was full of endless sadness, and even Zuihou, he didn't even have the heart to show up.

"According to the agreement, Xiangdong River is at your disposal. Yin Congfu no longer appeared, as if he was standing in the fallen woods and talking to Feng Jueyu in the air, halfway through speaking, he sighed faintly, and said to Xiang Donghe: "Senior brother, I did my best for my brother." ”

"I know. Xiang Donghe's face flashed with a fierce look, as if he knew the meaning of returning to the light after death, he reluctantly stood up from the ground, his cultivation had already been dissipated by the wind and feathers, and at this time he barely stood up, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood because of the injury.

Then his eyes flickered, and Lang Lang said, "Senior brother, I hope to remember what you promised me." ”

A mournful reply came from the woods: "I remember, I will do it." ”

"It's also dumbfounded to die for my brother like this. Xiang Donghe resolutely took two steps forward, raised his head slightly, aimed his eyes full of hatred at Feng Jueyu, and laughed loudly: "Feng Jueyu, I finally lost, lost in your hands, this time I am willing, haha, but you don't want to be happy too early, the killer will always kill him, one day, you will end up like this with the old man, Feng Jueyu, the old man doesn't need you to do it, I will break the ...... myself"

After that, Xiang Donghe covered his chest and stared, a surging true yuan burst out from the dantian, this time the emergence of the true yuan was not a sneak attack, but in the dantian from the inside to the outside burst outward, as the elder of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, Xiang Donghe's means are really extraordinary, even if he is seriously injured, he can still control the vitality in the body to burst out in a restricted state to have a freewheeling effect.

This self-detonation of the dantian happened to shatter the internal organs, but the flesh remained in a state of no damage, and fell straight to the ground.

His two eyes were wide in anger, his veins burst and he died, and to death, he still stared at Feng Jue Yu tightly, as if he had turned the hatred in his heart into an infinite curse and projected it on Feng Jue Yu's body.

The breeze blew, and the foot of Tiangong Mountain did not come out to cry and cry, but fell into unprecedented emptiness and loneliness, everyone recalled Xiang Donghe's life, and there was no halo around, but in the end, after all, it was difficult to escape the tragic end of being destroyed by the enemy, with his age, he could actually live for at least fifty years, and these fifty years could definitely reach the point of increasing the yuan and longevity, but he was still dead, dying in the hands of Feng Jueyu.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

His words seem to still echo in the hearts of all warriors, this is the grand world of iron-blooded enmity.

"Come, send Elder Xiang's body back to Wanyue Heavenly Palace, so that he can be buried ......" A moment later, Yin Congfu's mournful howl came from the woods, slowly echoing, filled with endless sadness and remembrance.

Several elders of the Wanyue Heavenly Palace rushed over without hesitation, lifted the corpse of Xiang Donghe, and disappeared beyond the clouds with a few leaps......

"Feng Gongzi, are you satisfied?"

Suspended high in the scorching sun, Feng Jueyu nodded silently, and said loudly: "Satisfied, I hope Elder Yin remembers today's promise, within three years, don't step across the border of Beiwangpo and say goodbye." ”

Feng Jueyu responded, and then rose up, flying out of the ancient city of Wanyue, and after half an hour, 20,000 Zhou Nanwu Xiu retreated like a tide.

......

Half an hour later, after Zhou Nan's army retreated, several elders found Yin Congfu in the woods, they didn't understand that Elder Yin had only suffered some internal injuries and never appeared again, and when they entered the woods to see, they suddenly changed color.

Yin Congfu in the woods was already like a rotten tree, leaning against the roots of a big tree and sitting solemnly, his face was pale and there was no blood, his entire right arm hung down on the side of his body, as if it was a comminuted fracture, and his breath was not as good as the previous eleven and twelve, his hair was messy and withered, if people who didn't know him couldn't see from him that he had the demeanor of thousands of masters who had four layers of Ling Xuan and almost mastered the entire Qianhong Mountain.

"Elder Yin. Several elders rushed over, and only when they arrived at Yin Congfu's side did they zhanzhu.

Yin Congfu reluctantly raised his left hand to stop everyone, and said with a weak breath: "Don't come here, I can't die yet." ”

Everyone was silent, although Yin Congfu said that he couldn't die, but his injuries were more serious than he imagined, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up at this moment.

Turning his gaze to the ancient city where the man went to the empty building, Yin Congfu coughed a few times, and then sighed lightly: "I didn't expect that there was such a genius in the grand world, is the sky going to kill my Wanyue Heavenly Palace?"

He muttered to himself, feeling sad in his heart, and after a long time, he said to everyone: "Pass the order, recall all the disciples of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, within three years, no one is allowed to set foot in any place outside the Heavenly Palace, you go back to the mountain first, this seat will recuperate here for a while, and then return to the mountain by yourself......"

When this order was handed down, everyone was silent, and they finally knew that Yin Congfu's injuries were far more serious than they imagined, and it seemed that he didn't want to come forward just now, but he really didn't have the ability to move.

Subconsciously, countless eyes looked in the direction that Feng Jueyu left, and that strong fear instantly spread in everyone's hearts.

......

Outside the ancient city, a group of masters flew by in the sky, the first person was white-clothed with blood, his face was slightly pale, obviously he was not lightly injured, and he flew for a while, and suddenly, Feng Jueyu's internal organs moved, and with a wow, he spewed out a mouthful of bloody arrows, and almost fell from the air.

Fortunately, the dragon flame eye was fast, and with a whoosh, he held Feng Jueyu up: "Childe, you ......"

Feng Jueyu lowered his eyes slightly, waved his hand slightly, signaled Long Yan not to make a fuss, and then said, "Don't make a fuss, don't spread the news of my injury." ”

Xu Ningzhong followed and said unexpectedly, "Feng Gongzi, are you injured?"

Feng Jueyu nodded, and replied undeniably: "I didn't expect that Qianhong Mountain would have such a master, if I hadn't been seriously injured, do you think I would have left easily?"

Everyone was slightly shocked, now in their hearts, Feng Jueyu is equivalent to the existence of the world's number one master, such a powerful skill was injured by Yin Congfu, and Yin Congfu's strength is simply not to be underestimated.

Looking at everyone's slightly changing faces, Feng Jueyu roughly guessed the hidden worries in their hearts, and said with a smile: "Don't make a fuss, although I am injured, Yin Congfu is not happy, his injury is very serious than mine, heh, Sect Master Xu, I and Long Yan will go back to Jinlan Sect first, you will rush back with someone later, don't spread the news of my injury, in addition, Zhou Nanjing will be handed over to you to take care of for the time being." ”

After speaking, Feng Jueyu glanced at the dragon flame, and the two of them quickly left the territory of Wanyue Heavenly Palace......

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