Chapter Twenty-Eight: One Shot Through
On the stone platform, Yu Zhengyu looked at Jian Fengyun with murderous intent.
Since the first time he was frightened by Jian Fengyun in the Sword Family, he hated Jian Fengyun to the core, and the last time he went to the Sword Family, he was humiliated in front of so many people by Jian Fengyun, and he had long been eager to cut Jian Fengyun with a thousand knives.
"He's the leader of my Fengyun mercenary group, do you think he's not qualified to speak to you, the person who was once scared by him?"
Wang Chuyuan on the side suddenly spoke, mocking Yu Zhengyu.
"You ......"
Yu Zhengyu was uncovered by Wang Chuyuan in public, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, and directly picked up the long knife inserted behind the stone pillar and swung it towards Wang Chuyuan's arm.
Shout!
In an instant, the black knife light flashed, and it actually cut a deep wound on Wang Chuyuan's arm, dripping with blood.
"Ahh
Wang Chuyuan let out a scream like killing a pig.
"Yu Zhengyu, don't fall into the hands of the master, otherwise the master grass #%*~%......"
The next moment, a scolding voice erupted, and the flesh on Wang Chuyuan's face twisted into a ball, and the pain was heartbreaking.
"Jian Fengyun, if you have a kind, come up, otherwise, you, the deputy head of the regiment, will die here today?"
Yu Zhengyu looked at Jian Fengyun with a hideous expression, and the black blade in his hand was breathtaking.
"You hurt one of Wang Chuyuan's arms, and I will abolish your limbs today!"
Jian Fengyun's face was cold, Wang Chuyuan gave him the Tianyang Tiger Demon Crystal, he Jian Fengyun was not used to owing others something.
The words fell, and everyone around them looked surprised.
In this hundred ghosts trapped array, even the proud daughter of the sky, Wang Jing, was trapped.
Where did he get the courage to say that he wanted to abolish Yu Zhengyu's limbs.
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Jian Fengyun stepped forward, and his white clothes fluttered.
One step, two steps......
The people around them all held their breath, and on Jian Xue'er's pretty face behind her, a pair of autumn eyes showed a slight nervousness, and her left hand clutched her right hand.
"Don't, Jian Fengyun, this formation is weird, don't fall for Yu Zhengyu's plan!"
On the stone platform, Wang Jing's beautiful eyes showed a look of worry, and she said nervously.
However, as if he hadn't heard her words, Jian Fengyun stepped into the stone platform shrouded in black qi.
The black qi on the stone platform instantly enveloped Jian Fengyun's body, as if imprisoning Wang Jing, and also made Jian Fengyun suddenly stop.
When Yu Zhengyu saw this scene, he immediately laughed out loud and said: "Hahaha, you dare to say that you want to waste my limbs, sword Fengyun, now that you are stepping on this hundred ghosts in distress, you can't even move, what are you doing to waste my limbs?" ”
At this moment, the hearts of the onlookers around the audience were in their throats, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out nervously on Jian Xue'er's fair forehead.
"Who said I couldn't move, I was just trying to use something to waste hello!"
Jian Fengyun looked at Yu Zhengyu calmly, a powerful aura poured out from his body, and he walked towards Yu Zhengyu with idle steps.
In an instant, the black qi surrounding Jian Fengyun's side was slowly isolated out, and it seemed that it could not affect his actions at all.
"This ...... How is this possible? How could you not be affected by this Hundred Ghosts Trap Array? ”
Yu Zhengyu held the black long sword in his hand, an incredible light shot out of his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.
"Just a yellow-level formation, like trapping me?"
Jian Fengyun said coldly, and the momentum of the sword yuan force possession on his body surged, and a murderous aura burst out from his eyes, directly crushing Yu Zhengyu.
This Hundred Ghost Distress Array can only trap a martial artist with an ordinary physique, imprisoning the spiritual power in the martial artist's body, and he just happened to cultivate the body of the innate sword spirit, and the sword yuan power used in his body is also repulsive, and this formation naturally can't trap him.
"The peak of the aura realm, how can it ...... How is it possible, you are not Jian Fengyun, you are not that waste! ”
Yu Zhengyu's face changed suddenly, his voice trembled, his body was like a lightning strike, and he couldn't control it and retreated.
At this moment, he actually felt that the young man in front of him was like a god's mansion, and his body sank under the pressure of momentum and murderous aura, as if his life and death were between the young man's thoughts.
The onlookers in the audience were all surprised when they saw this scene.
Even the formation that the pride of the sky queen Jing was trapped in couldn't trap the sword Fengyun.
"I'm Jian Fengyun, but your limbs can't be saved!"
Jian Fengyun looked at Yu Zhengyu with a cold face, and with a wave of his arm, the flowing gold stone flame spear inserted on the ground in the distance was suddenly triggered, turning into a streamer and falling into his hand.
"Xuan-level superlative spiritual weapon, it's not bad, it's used to abolish you, it's cheap for you."
Clenching the spear in his hand, the sword yuan force poured into the body of the spear, and in an instant, a sharp spear momentum burst out.
Looking at Jian Fengyun, walking step by step, Yu Zhengyu's spiritual defense line had collapsed, tremblingly holding the black knife in his hand, walking behind Wang Chuyuan, and placing the sword across his neck.
"Sword Fengyun, you...... If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill Wang Chuyuan, so that no one can save you! ”
"Stop, you are not allowed to do anything to Young Master Yu!"
"Sword Fengyun, stop!" ......
Under the stone platform, it was already surrounded by the people of the Yu family, and a few guards had already run out to find the master of the Yu family to save Yu Zhengyu.
"I'll cut it if you have it, if the master frowns, he won't be called Wang Chuyuan."
Wang Chuyuan, who was tied to the stone pillar, spit on Yu Zhengyu in his face.
"You ......" Yu Zhengyu's face was furious, and he was about to explode.
Zheng~
Almost instantly, a spear grazed Wang Chuyuan's face directly, directly penetrating Yu Zhengyu's left shoulder.
"Click~" The sound of bones shattering sounded, and then a stream of scarlet blood shot out, sprinkling on the faces of the Yu family guards who were surrounding under the stone platform, dyeing a piece red.
"Ah~" Yu Zhengyu's terrible scream suddenly sounded, and the sound was so harsh that it made the people around him feel tingling in their eardrums.
The next moment, Jian Fengyun directly pulled the spear out of Yu Zhengyu's shoulder, and the figure flashed behind him, picking off the black long knife in his hand with one shot, and then kicked him out with a kick and smashed it heavily in the center of the stone platform.
The screams became louder, making all the guards of the Yu family in the audience anxious.
"Sword Fengyun, stop it!"
"Jian Fengyun, you dare to touch my young master of the Yu family, the Yu family will not let you go, the three protectors guarding this city are coming, you are not arrested?"
Behind the people of the Yu family, there were some onlookers, and when they saw this scene, their eyes widened in surprise.
Jian Fengyun really began to abolish Yu Zhengyu's limbs.
But as if he hadn't heard their voices, Jian Fengyun picked up the black knife that fell on the ground with his left hand and cut off the rope on Wang Chuyuan's body.
"Boss, you're finally here to save me, I'm so touched!"
Wang Chuyuan pretended to cry, and his fat face was full of excitement.
"When did I promise to be your boss?"
Jian Fengyun frowned and said lightly.
"Boss, didn't we say it before, I'll find the Tianyang Tiger Demon Crystal for you, you promise me one condition, my condition is to let you be my boss! Boss, you don't want to regret it, do you? ”
Wang Chuyuan looked at Jian Fengyun with a nervous expression.
Jian Fengyun frowned, and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.
Although this Wang Chuyuan has a sloppy and arrogant personality, judging from what he said when he faced Yu Zhengyu's black knife just now, his temperament should be quite good, and it is not too much to want to follow him.
Thinking of this, Jian Fengyun didn't say anything, picked up the black knife and walked towards the painful and groggy Yu Zhengyu.
Just when the black knife in Jian Fengyun's hand was about to fall on Yu Zhengyu.
"Stop, boy, get down and die for me!"
A deep voice suddenly sounded.