Between the lightning bolts, Fengju had already cut off a Shinto realm martial artist, the long sword wiped his neck, and the sword body left no traces, only mottled bloodstains, witnessing the blood-stained demeanor. Book friends who want to see the latest chapters of this book, Baidu search 58 to see s books,

In front, there were still two young monarchs left, and the two martial artists of the Divine Dao Realm all felt shuddering, Fengju was too terrifying, and his shots were like thunder, and he was domineering to the extreme.

Killing the enemy in one move, Fengju did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, the unusual indifference, the cold breath, made the black-clothed people on the opposite side suddenly fall into an ice cave.

"You...... Presumptuous!"

A young gentleman shouted, his momentum was like a rainbow, and at this moment, he also knew that Fengju was not simple, this was definitely a peerless celestial statue, and his cultivation was powerful, and it was extremely terrifying.

Just now, Fengju killed a person between the lightning, and the domineering posture of moving forward shocked them, and their hearts fluctuated, and it was difficult to calm down.

"The dragon has reverse scales, and it will be angry if you touch it!"

Chu Chen said, there is no doubt that Zi Xiyue is the reverse scale of Fengju, and now that she has been injured by these people, can Fengjuyan not be angry?

There is no doubt that a man will fall into madness if the woman he loves the most is injured.

At this moment, Fengju is like this, and the grievances suffered by Zi Xiyue must be sacrificed with blood.

Feng Ju didn't speak, holding a long sword, walking forward step by step, and every step fell, there were patches of glow blooming, converging into a chain of order, enveloping his body.

He was unwavering, extremely indifferent, and did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, because in his eyes, these people in black were already dead.

Shout!

The next moment, Fengju shot again, the long sword was shocking, and an earth-shattering brilliant sword light bloomed, indescribably dazzling, like a meteor, directly killing the four remaining black-clothed people on the opposite side.

In itself, Fengju has the strength of a battleworthy young monarch, and after the addition of this peerless long sword, his combat power has doubled, reaching an extremely terrifying level.

Therefore, the wind dwelling was killed, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and immediately there was a rain of blood, staining the void red, and spilling it all over the ground.

A few swords crossed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and there were two more dead corpses on the ground, it was those two martial artists of the Shinto Realm, who had been killed by Fengju and fell.

It can be seen that their deaths are almost the same, and there is a blood mark on their necks, which is the flow of the long sword, which directly cuts their throats and wears out their martial spirit.

In the battlefield, there were only two young monarchs left, but they didn't dare to look into Fengju's eyes, because there was a demonic aura in them, which made them shudder and feel afraid.

"Brother Fengju, leave a living mouth!"

Chu Chen shouted from afar, these people were dressed in black and masked with black cloth, obviously they didn't want others to see their true faces, the more so, the more likely there was something unspeakable.

The more this was the case, the more Chu Chen wanted to figure it out, so he let Feng stay alive so that he could figure it all out.

Feng Ju nodded, if you don't ignore it and kill these people directly, it can only be a symptom rather than a cure, if you want to solve it completely, you need to figure out the origin of these people, and the purpose of the attack on Zi Xiyue.

"Die!"

The next moment, Fengju shot again, like thunder, and the long sword in his hand shook slightly, blooming with ten thousand sword lights, directly enveloping one of the young monarchs.

It was impossible for that young monarch to sit still and wait for death, using the great divine power to evolve the shield, suspended on the surface of his body, resisting the invincible sword light that was as bright as the stars.

Bang!

In an instant, all defenses were shattered, and Fengju fell from the sky, and the long sword slashed into the sky.

The targeted young monarch was shocked, there is no doubt that if he is slashed, he will definitely be destroyed, and he will never be able to turn over.

He can't be so stupid, his arms are like swimming dragons, blooming with invincible light, wrapped around his fists, going against the sky, and shaking the wind dwelling.

Shout!

In an instant, the sword light swept by, with a brilliant holy light, and a broken arm, accompanied by patches of blood, flew into the distance.

The young gentleman could not avoid it, and he was cut off an arm by Fengju, and his blood-stained demeanor was extremely desolate, and he was directly cut off at the shoulder, revealing the white bones of the forest.

"Dare!"

The other young monarch roared, raised his fist, and instantly transformed, like a huge mountain, suppressed and blasted towards the Wind Residence.

While!

Fengju punched and struck a hard blow with it, and the power of the vast sea exploded, directly forcing the young monarch back, his body was unstable, and he almost fell.

Then, Fengju was as swift as the wind, like a thunderstorm, and once again killed the young monarch with the broken arm, and the long sword in his hand was gently raised, exploding with incomparably brilliant sword light.

"Ahh

The broken arm Shaojun roared angrily, and there were many blood marks all over his body, all of which were drawn by the sword qi, and this sword qi also carried an extremely terrifying power, corroding flesh and flesh and wiping out his soul, not the kind of ordinary skin wounds.

Fengju forced another person to retreat, and then killed one person, extremely strong, and in a flash of lightning, he completely killed him, this is a young monarch, still unable to resist the terrible power of Fengju, reduced to a dead corpse.

Then, Fengju turned around, holding a dustless long sword, looking at the only remaining young monarch, plain and waveless, and his eyes were full of indifference.

"Tell me everything!"

Fengju spoke, cold as a demon from hell, without any expression, and it was such an expression that made that Shaojun feel a piercing coldness, and it was not an exaggeration to call it a heart-piercing coldness.

"I'll admit that I'm no match for you, but I won't tell you what you want to know!"

The young gentleman's tone was tough, although he was invincible, he didn't plan to speak, it was just a big deal, it was no different.

"If you want to die, I won't let you die!"

Feng Ju sneered, he held the long sword and waved it lightly, blooming a brilliant sword light, like a meteor, cutting off one of the young monarch's arms, flying with blood rain, and falling to the ground.

Moreover, this sword qi is vertical and horizontal, there is a strange and unpredictable power, destroying people's martial spirits, corroding flesh and blood, and being affected by this sword qi, it is estimated that it will be difficult to regenerate the broken arm.

Moreover, the young monarch also felt a pain that pierced his heart, this was not a skin injury, but really a pain in his heart, which made the martial arts tremble and could not extricate themselves.

"Say it or not!" Fengju drank coldly again.

The young gentleman was still silent, and the pain in his shoulder almost made him lose himself, which was completely intentional by Fengju, in order to make him feel painful.

For this young monarch, Fengju has no mercy, and he repays the favor with his own way, and if he dares to make a move on Zi Xiyue, who he loves, he must be ready to atone for his sins with his own blood.

Seeing that the young gentleman was still silent, Feng Ju swung his sword again, cutting off his other arm, causing the young gentleman to roll on the ground, the pain was unbearable, and he almost fainted.

"To say or not to say?"

Fengju's voice continued to come, like the voice of a demon, cold to the extreme.

"Say, I say!"

Just when Fengju raised the long sword in his hand again, the young monarch finally couldn't hold on......