Chapter 155: It's Not What It Used To Be
"The people of Feiyue Gate will get out of here and die!"
An angry shout came from the sky like thunder, and a cold aura filled the air.
The faces of the cultivators in Yangjiang City changed in shock, and they could feel the intense killing intent in this angry shout. Countless eyes shifted to the horizon, looking at the source of the angry voice.
I saw a white-robed young man walking against the wind, and on his shoulder stood a palm-sized fiery red monkey, followed by three young men with extraordinary bearing and graceful demeanor. It was Zhou Yun and his party.
Zhou Yun was furious, and the murderous intent in his eyes was monstrous. The two disciples are against the scales, and the people of the Feiyue Sect have already touched his bottom line by arresting the two Lin Dong and the others. A furious momentum erupted from within him, sweeping in all directions like a storm. At this time, the people of the entire Yangjiang City were enveloped by a strong coercion.
Everyone was confused, and they were puzzled by the murderous Zhou Yun and his party. Whispers of discussion were heard in several corners of Yangjiang City.
"Who is this person? This is the territory of Higakumon. β
"I was terrified by the momentum that emanated from him, and in my opinion, he must have unfathomable strength. If he comes to Feiyue Gate to seek revenge, I am afraid it will be a dragon fight. β
"Tsk, there's a good show to watch now. I hope they can lose both sides of the Feiyue Gate fight, so that we can take the opportunity to reap the benefits. β
There are not a small three major forces in Yangjiang City, and they all have different intentions and try to wait for the opportunity to move. As for the other part of the cultivators, they have the mentality of watching the excitement. In the face of Feiyuemen, a first-class force in the Yin Spirit Realm, someone dared to openly provoke, this kind of thing had not happened for decades.
Zhou Yun didn't pay attention to the cultivators below, he led everyone to gallop all the way to the sect of Feiyue Gate. A voice like a dragon's roar came out: "The dog of Feiyuemen, get out of ten breaths." Otherwise, the deity will shatter your great array of protectors today. β
"Hmph, such a majestic man, he dared to openly provoke our Feiyue Gate. β
A cold snort came from the mountain protection array. The next moment, I saw a distortion in the space below, and dozens of figures slowly emerged. They were dressed in uniform and had a black mountain inscribed on their robes.
A man dressed in black stood at the top, he was about forty years old, his body was majestic and majestic, and his eyes were full of spirit. A strong aura emanated from his body, he was the sect master of Feiyue Sect, Meng Zhitian, a senior powerhouse of Yuanying.
Behind Meng Zhitian stood three old men with deep breaths, although they were pale and gray-haired and had rickety bodies. But his eyes are blazing, as if he can see through a qiΔ. Although the colors of the services on their bodies are different, their aura is surprisingly consistent, and they are all Yuanying peak powerhouses. They are known as the three elders of Feiyue in the Yin Spirit Realm, and they are also the foundation of Feiyue Gate.
The third elder of Feiyue stood quietly in the air, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he couldn't see his inner thoughts at all. They glanced at Zhou Yun with their peripheral eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes. It's as strong as they can't even see each other's cultivation, and this situation has caused a lot of waves in their hearts.
Zhou Yun looked at Meng Zhitian with disdain, a different phase appeared in his eyes, and his powerful spiritual power exploded like a volcano. The other party only has a senior Yuanying level, and there is no threat to him. After Zhou Yun was promoted to the intermediate level of Yuan Ying, with the advantages of the exercises and the mutation of the Yuan Ying villain, Yuan Li's majestic Cheng DΓΉ was already comparable to the peak of the dollar baby. What's more, he also cultivated three heads and six arms, so the peak powerhouse of Yuanying was also vulnerable in his eyes.
Zhou Yun suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a cold voice, "Is it the apprentice who took away the deity?"
"Hmph, when you humiliate our Feiyue Sect people on Tiancang Mountain. This sect has not yet asked you for the guilt, but you are so bold that you came to Yangjiang City to make trouble. β
Meng Zhitian sneered, his eyes full of disdain. His impression of Zhou Yun was still stuck in the fact that the other party used the Heavenly Rank Exercise a month ago, and he painstakingly killed Han Protector and the Evil Ghost Daoist. According to his guess, Zhou Yun's strength was only at the intermediate level of Yuanying. That's why he despises the other party.
"What is the Feiyue Gate, if you hurt a hair of the deity's disciple, there is no need for your sect to save zΓ i after today. Zhou Yun sneered, turning a blind eye to Meng Zhitian's threat.
"If you think that you can be lawless by killing Han Protector, then this sect will let you see the strength of the real powerhouse. β
Meng Zhitian stepped out, and a violent aura erupted from his body. The terrifying momentum soared into the sky, leading to the sky to be shrouded in oolong, and the momentum was extremely majestic.
With a wave of his hand, the aura between heaven and earth quickly gathered in his hand, turning into a Yuan Force Great Sword. The next time, he was holding the Yuanli Broadsword, and his figure disappeared strangely.
"Insect carving skills. β
Zhou Yun sneered and didn't look back, his fist slammed into the void behind him, and a strong fist wind swept in all directions, slamming into that space.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Meng Zhitian's figure resurfaced, he looked at Zhou Yun in surprise, and snorted coldly: "Divine sense sensing is amazing, but it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to try to block me with divine sense alone." β
Meng Zhitian raised the Yuanli long knife, and the blade was blazing, bursting out with dazzling light. He raised his long knife and slashed down suddenly, and three sharp blades burst out.
"Kill three evils!"
However, in the face of such a fierce trick, Zhou Yun was not only not afraid, but sneered coldly: "In front of me, you are not worthy of using a knife!"
As soon as Zhou Yun's mind moved, the Dragon Flame Blood Blade appeared in the palm of his hand. He raised the Dragon Flame Blood Blade and slashed down in the air without any expense, and a world-destroying fire dragon burst out of the air, pounced on the three swords with a vast dragon might.
"Roar!"
The fire dragon roared in the sky, and the two huge dragon claws actually grabbed two of the blades. The next moment, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the knife was crushed fiercely. And the sword in the middle was wrapped in the light blue flame spit out by the fire dragon, and it was actually frozen.
In an instant, Zhou Yun effortlessly disintegrated Meng Zhitian's offensive. At this moment, everyone in Yangjiang City understood that he was not acting recklessly, but really had the confidence to argue with Feiyuemen.
"How is this possible, even a high-level powerhouse of Yuanying can't resolve it so lightly. Could it be that the intelligence is wrong?"
Meng Zhitian's face was solemn, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. Zhou Yun's strange strength gave him a feeling of losing control.
The people of Feiyue Gate looked at each other, they never imagined that Zhou Yun's strength was so strong. It was easy to defuse the Sect Master's offensive. And it seems that the other party still has spare strength.
Zhou Yun stroked the Dragon Flame Blood Blade and said coldly: "The deity will let you see what a knife is!"