Suddenly, Feng Yu thought of his father Kazama and younger brother Feng Ning who came to this world.

The biological father of the ancients and the adoptive father of the present, he originally thought that he was the glory of the samurai, but it turned out that all of this was nothing more than a scam.

The martial arts essence blood in his body is now actually his talisman!

Thinking of this, Feng Yu raised his head to the sky and shouted: "From now on, I will be Feng Yu!

Feng Yu used all his strength to run the Martial Dao Xuangong, and his body was shining and radiant.

All the bloodline power converged in his chest, forming a blue dot.

Wind Feather turned his hand into a claw and grabbed it towards his chest, a bright blue blood ball shone brightly, and boom!

Tick-tock, tick-tock, drops of crimson blood dripping.

Whose heart is bleeding, who is leaving behind a thousand years of resentment?

At the moment when the martial arts essence blood was ripped out by Feng Yu, all the forbidden veins on Feng Yu's body disappeared.

Martial Dao Xuangong relies on the bloodline of martial arts!

Without the martial arts essence blood, Feng Yu is now a wasted person!

"Your martial arts essence blood!" Feng Yu shouted hoarsely.

Feng Yu leaned over and stretched out the blue blood ball full of martial arts essence blood, looking at Wushuang coldly.

The large hole in his chest was still bleeding, and the internal organs of Wind Feather were clearly visible in the blood hole.

For a moment, everyone looked at Wind Feather.

Born with a sword moving, all the people present are the geniuses of the younger generation.

They clearly knew that that blue blood cell was the key to Feng Yu's life.

But he actually took it out like this and gave it to the woman called Wushuang.

Even Wushuang herself was surprised, she had thought before that if Feng Yu didn't hand over the martial arts essence blood, they would forcibly take it. It's like fighting against Xintianyu millions of years ago.

But she didn't expect Feng Yu to be so straightforward, just give it.

All the focus was on Feng Yu's hand, and Feng Yu glanced left and right at everyone, and then at Wushuang, his eyes full of indifference.

He slowly flipped his palm, and the blue blood balls slowly fell. Before the blue blood ball fell to the ground, it was held in the palm of Wushuang's hand.

Then Feng Yu covered his chest with one hand and turned around and left, striding meteor, his every step was very powerful.

The monks who stood in front of Wind Feather saw Wind Feather coming, and they all stepped back, making way for Wind Feather.

Now is the time when Wind Feather is at its weakest, but now is the time when Wind Feather is at its most murderous!

Feng Yu is alone, step by step, no one stands in the way!

Wushuang looked at Feng Yu's distant back, and the expression in his eyes was complicated. She said: "The way he is going to die now is a disaster after all. It's better to just kill him. ”

The old woman next to her emitted a colorful fairy light in her hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Miss, let's spare his life." As long as the connection between you is not severed, all the eighty percent Dao fruits of his cultivation will belong to Miss!"

Wushuang frowned: "If he defeats me one day and burns the connection with Dao fire, won't I fulfill him instead?"

The old woman immediately said: "Impossible! The law laid by the Holy Lord himself! He will always be the wedding dress of the eldest lady!"

The old woman stood in the void, watching Feng Yu's back fade away until Feng Yu's lonely figure disappeared into the sky.

The wound on Feng Yu's chest was not fatal, and he quickly sealed it with Dao power.

However, without the martial arts essence blood, his wounds recovered very slowly, and at the same time, Feng Yu felt that his cultivation was declining, and it seemed that there was nothing in his body that could rely on his cultivation.

Feng Yu laughed at himself, he knew that his current situation was just like in ancient times, if he lost his cultivation talent, it would be difficult for him to improve his cultivation, and it would even drop significantly!

These two words have been deeply imprinted in Feng Yu's heart.

In the evening, Feng Yu sat at a restaurant and drank a lot of wine!

"Born for Wushuang, I am really the honor of life!"

Before night, there was a buzzing news in the town.

The remnant of the troll, Wind Feather, has been deposed and has become a wasted person. Don't be afraid. However, the ancient trolls seem to have a much more powerful background!

A woman named Wushuang was born out of thin air and defeated the geniuses of the major families!

Chen Yuan of the Chen family fought against Wushuang, and he was scrapped without even going through a hundred moves.

The geniuses of other sects, those who were killed were killed, and those who were abolished were abolished. Legend has it that Wushuang has no rivals in the Eastern Continent!

Hearing all this, the wine glass in Feng Yu's hand was crushed!

The wine jar was smashed!

A memory that Feng Yu didn't want to touch swirled in his mind.

"Li'er, wait for me for ten years!"

Without talent, it is already impossible to defeat Alpha in ten years!

The Templars, the goal that Wind Feather had to strive to surpass, have now become a bubble.

Thinking of this, Feng Yu didn't have the face to face the promise he made!

The wind feathers trembled and disappeared into the night.

A few months later, in a refugee camp, a ragged beggar lay in a corner, looking fit and well-bodied, with a large scar on his chest, but his eyes were gray, as if he could not lift any energy.

He lay lazily in the corner, not eating or drinking, just staring blankly at the sky.

A man named Hanako came over and said mockingly: "It's been two months, looking at your appearance, why are you shameless to go back to see the villagers?"

Wind Feather ignored him, still motionless.

Hanako said contemptuously: "If I were you, I would disfigure myself so that others would not recognize me!"

As soon as Hanako's words fell, Feng Yu picked up a piece of gravel from the ground and stabbed it in his face.

"Hahaha! fool!" said Hanako, holding the broken bowl and shaking her head, "If I were you, I would be dead." ”

Forget it, there was a glimmer of light in Wind Feather's gray eyes. He slowly got up, blood still flowing from his face.

His cultivation had fallen to the Great Perfection of the late stage of the Convergence Path, and he had departed from the realm of transformation and overhaul.

He described it as withered, and walked step by step to a military camp.

Since then, there has been an additional disfigured recruit in the barracks, and after this recruit enters the battlefield, it seems that he is determined to seek death.

Because the recruit looked young and his face was ruined, some veterans were extra caring and protected him on the battlefield.

If it weren't for some veterans coming to the rescue, the recruit would have died hundreds of times.

Feng Yu collapsed to the ground alone, his face expressionless, and next to him, a porcelain bowl filled with millet porridge.

A bearded veteran came over, and he gave Feng Yu a wine gourd, "Little brother, since you're worried, let's drink some of this, get drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows!"

These veterans who have been through a hundred battles are all old and sophisticated characters, and they can see from their behavior towards Feng Yu that Feng Yu came to seek death.

Feng Yu was not polite, picked up the wine gourd and opened his mouth to drink.

On the battlefield, although the text stipulates that alcohol is not allowed, most of these veterans are people who pin their heads to the waistbands of their trousers.

After eating this meal, they don't know if they can eat the next meal, so these so-called military orders hardly work for them.

The generals also turned a blind eye.

Boom, some wine spilled on Feng Yu's face and body.

The bearded veteran smiled: "This is what it is, life is in the world, nine times out of ten undesirable things, what is there that you can't think of and have to find a short-term view?"

Several middle-aged veterans saw Feng Yu drinking and also came over together.

"It's been months, and this stuffy boy has finally come to his senses. ”

These veterans all brought wine with them, and as soon as three or five people got together, the wine table was opened.

Feng Yu shook his head, he found a corner, and lay down again.

Those middle-aged veterans looked at each other, and then said nothing, not bothering Feng Yu.

Suddenly, there was a dull bang in the sky, and a huge shock wave swept all around, and the tents of the barracks were overturned, and the wind was raging!

"Enemy attack!" several veterans rushed out of their swords and swords.

"Boy, you hide here first! The bearded veteran shouted to Wind Feather.

At a distance of only five or six miles, a thick black qi rose into the sky, piercing the sky.

The area was shrouded in a hazy layer of black gas, and the earth began to shake, and the place where the black gas erupted began to rise.

In the blink of an eye, a temple slowly rose, and the scope of the earth's collapse rapidly expanded, and it was almost to the barracks.

Some of the veterans looked there with uncertainty in their eyes.

The bulging temple became more and more visible, though it came out of the earth. But the temple was very grand.

The temple exuded wisps of coercion, and some veterans couldn't help but worship that temple.

Boom! Some veterans couldn't bear the pressure and their bodies exploded.

The coercion swept over, and the general flying in the sky suddenly fell, and the lower half of his body was smashed into flesh.

"Retreat! ”

After the general said this, his head exploded.

At the same time, a ripple of energy spread from the temple, and some of the soldiers in front of it exploded on the spot.

It was just a ripple of energy, the grass was defeated, and the army was almost destroyed.

The yin wind gusted, and the demonic aura was terrifying! Feng Yu jumped up.

In the distance, strange creatures came out of the black mist, some of them were like praying mantises, like mountain demons, roaring and rushing towards the remnants of the army.

These creatures carry a powerful aura on their bodies, and the weakest of them all have spiritual maturity cultivation.

Obviously, this is something that these armies cannot resist. Moreover, there is also a very strong evil aura here.

The temple was still rising, and the coercion exuded by the temple gave Feng Yu a heavy sense of pressure, making him unable to fly freely in the air.

A loud sound came from the hall, like the roar of a death knell.

The sound was like a knock on everyone's heartstrings, making everyone's hearts hairy, and an unnatural fear arose.

"Run!" shouted some of the veterans.

There is no need for special instructions, many soldiers have long been preparing to escape.

But when they were about to take a step, they found that their feet suddenly had no strength, and their strength was gradually weakening.

The strange creatures quickly rushed in front of them and began a mass slaughter.