"I can't help myself. Feng Jueyu saw that Wanyue Heavenly Palace was overwhelmingly killed, and suddenly the killing machine burst out, holding the long sword upside down like a cloud, his wrist shook slightly, and several sword lights suddenly stabbed out, and the cultivation of several Heavenly Palace disciples who ran in the front was not low, seeing that the sword blade was full of invincible sharpness, his heart was slightly shocked, and he hurriedly flashed to both sides, and the sword light passed by, and immediately pierced several Wanyue Heavenly Palace disciples behind him, taking away five lives at once.

The disciples of Wanyue Heavenly Palace have long heard that Feng Jueyu is powerful, Zhao Jingdui died at the hands of this person, just now because of the dusty order, he chased after him with a fever, and he didn't expect the consequences at all, but now he finally remembered that the murderer in front of him who made a big fuss about Wanyue Heavenly Palace, and he was a fierce man who tortured and killed sixteen Ning Zhen and Shengdan Realm masters on the barren mountain, and they were all frightened for a while, and they all blocked the bottom of the valley and surrounded Feng Jueyu to advance or retreat.

At this time, Chenluo finally rushed over, looked at the people in front of him raised their eyebrows, and scolded loudly: "Waste." ”

Everyone is so angry, your uncle, you don't waste you......

Obviously, Dustfall is also very afraid of Feng Jueyu, but he has already taken precautions, knowing the power of the Wind Killer, how can he not bring a few fierce people over, with a wave of his big hand, fourteen masters of Ning Zhen and more than five layers fell into battle one after another, lined up, all of them were blue robes, dangerous under the placket, and long swords pointed diagonally at the ground.

Looking at this jiashi, everyone suddenly realized.

Just listen to the dust and stand in the crowd...... In the rear, he pointed at the Wind Killer and scolded angrily: "Feng Jueyu, you have a fucking kind, Wanyue Heavenly Palace dispatched so many people to kill you, but today your good luck has come to an end, Luoxing Jianzhen, give me a ......"

Under an order, the fourteen people who appeared were very different from the other disciples of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, there was no kind of chilling fear in their eyes, but they all looked at Feng Jueyu unruly, the gestures of the fourteen people were the same, and the operation was not fast or slow to draw a sword circle in place, and the fourteen sword lights rose into the air like the sun, pinching the trick in their left hand and holding the sword in their right hand, and the golden rooster independently posed the long sword to his chest......

Then, the disciples on both sides moved closer to the center, the six people in the center changed into a cone, and everyone's footsteps moved in an orderly manner, and in an instant, a double-row parallel Big Dipper Seven Star Array appeared, the sword moved with the body, the green light danced, and the sword rays in the sky were around these fourteen people and were ready to attack, and in an instant, the sword qi at the bottom of the mountain stream and valley was vertical and horizontal, and the incomparable momentum was overwhelming towards the wind and the feather gradually approaching.

Feeling the formation of jianzhen, the huge coercion, Feng Jueyu's brows gradually wrinkled, looking at the power of this jianzhen, I am afraid that the cultivation of these fourteen people has increased by more than three points, and when they join forces, it is definitely better than getting a master of Shengdan four or five times.

Feng Jueyu didn't dare to be careless, the sword blade trembled slightly with the surge of Zhenyuan, and made a piercing sound, as if facing a great enemy, this scene has the courage of two armies facing each other, but one side is hundreds of private troops, the lineup is neat, and the other side seems to be weak.

There are also bold tailgating in Wanyue City, Ding Qing was surprised when he saw this battle, on the one hand, he praised the courage of the Wind Killer, but on the other hand, he secretly sweated for the Wind Killer, this falling star jianzhen is famous, the fourteen people of Jianzhen has always been one of the killer features of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, this is the fourteen Ning Zhen Realm, if it is used by the fourteen Shengdan Realm, the power is about to catch up with the Donghe.

"Come on, chop me up into puree. ”

Dustfall raised his hand and waved it down, and the fourteen masters of the Condensation Realm roared and pressed towards the Wind Killer according to the pace of the formation, six of them took the lead in the sword, which condensed the supreme sword qi The sword light was already ready to go, and the sword qi of the other eight people was stabbed out, forming two rows of inconsistent sword qi before and after, and the latter row of sword qi quickly integrated into the front row of sword qi, at the bottom of the mountain stream, six sword qi exploded at the same time, and there seemed to be a large number of star stones falling out of the top of Feng Jueyu's head, and after a closer look, it was a small sword needle。

"This is the falling star? ”

Feng Jueyu looked up, his body quickly rotated into a whirlwind, and the purple sword in his hand was in the sky, and he shook out countless sword lights, directly hitting the sword needles in the sky.

"But that's it!" Feng Jueyu gathered his sword and stood, half-surrounded by fourteen masters under the rock wall, guarding the Phantom Sky Chariot.

"Star-chasing. The dust fell and shouted, and jianzhen changed again.

Fourteen people quickly gathered in a row and pulled into a straight line, and when the sword was out at the same time, the fourteen people suddenly turned into a white giant sword, this giant sword roared out, and the disciples behind Jian Zhen waved their arms wildly, and the shadow of the giant sword seemed to be controlled by an invisible clue, and the volley stabbed in the air, like a spirit snake dancing wildly.

Many warriors from Wanyue City who came to the mountain stream sighed again and again, shouting that the falling star jianzhen was worthy of its name. It's just that jianzhen fell in the eyes of the wind killer, but it was a small skill of carving insects.

Zique was in his hand, Feng Jueyu raised his hand to block, dangdang, bursts of rapid rain, dense gold and iron strikes resounded at the bottom of the valley, and the sword body collided, Sparks splashed everywhere, and the giant sword of the spirit snake followed the sword momentum of the wind killer, and suddenly there was an illusion of crumbling, as if jianzhen was no longer controlled by fourteen masters to tremble in the air, this is the gap in cultivation, Feng Jueyu used his thick and endless true yuan to urge the Zique Divine Sword to block the sword with the momentum of the sword, and the trend dragged the star-chasing movement with his body to turn and fell to the side, and for a while, the mountain gravel shot out, and the place where the sword fell and his body always maintained a distance of more than ten meters away one by one。

What he knows is that Feng Jue Yu's sword technique is exquisite and skillfully breaks the power, and those who don't know still think that the master of Wanyue Heavenly Palace has lost his accuracy in vain, and has beaten all the attacks in a useless place.

The masters in the mountain stream praised one after another, it was really a grand envoy, and this exquisite swordsmanship should at least have the Black Flame level.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, seeing that Luoxing Jianzhen was still unable to take down Feng Jueyu, his dusty face was pale, and he shouted urgently.

"Burial Star Style!"

"Chaotic Star Style!"

"Star-destroyer!"

jianzhen changed again and again, the fourteen masters spent the long sword dance in their hands, and the result was that the wind killer was like a flat boat in a storm, but it couldn't sink, and the Taishan collapsed in front of it and the bearing of the same color was touched, and it was praised loudly.

Dustfall that fire, there is no one in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace at the moment who can be regarded as a master who can be regarded as a one-sided opponent, only Luoxing Jianzhen can still hold out for a while, but now it seems that Luoxing Jianzhen can't take the wind and feathers, and Chenluo can only hope that Bai Ze will come over and bite this hateful guy to death.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a blood shadow flashed at the mouth of the mountain stream valley, and then he saw Bai Ze's huge figure, and he was overjoyed, and he shouted categorically: "Everyone retreat." ”

The order stopped, and when he heard the sound, the fourteen sweaty masters finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly withdrew their sword heads without flashing back to the sides, only to see that the blood path at the mouth of the mountain stream and valley was rushing like a remnant sun, and then a huge figure smashed the cliffs on both sides like a chariot-like Bai Ze.

"The spirit beast is here, everyone flash quickly. Someone roared, and the crowd dispersed.

In this way, he was suffering from a stroke, and he was also worried that Feng Yixue would not be able to rush in, and if someone stopped him, his god-destroying arrow would not be fired.

"Brother Feng, come here. Feng Jue Yu shouted anxiously.

Feng Yi sweated profusely and threw out a few sword qi and ran to Feng Jueyu's side without looking back, the spirit beast Bai Ze was obviously fearless and fierce, the mouth of the mountain stream was very narrow, and he couldn't accommodate his body, so he could only forcibly collide, and the entire mountain stream fell down countless boulders like the sky and the earth cracked, and the roar came and went.

Dustfall didn't care about sealing a blood at all, in his eyes, as long as Bai Ze came, there was no way back in this small valley, and Feng Jueyu had only a dead end, and even they cheered excitedly.

"Kill him, kill him, fuck, stomp on him......"

shouted at him, it can be seen how much he hates the wind and feathers, and at this moment, Feng Yixue has already run into the field of vision, but Bai Ze is faster, a rise and fall smooths the mountains on both sides, and as soon as his head is lowered, the sharp antlers are pushed towards Feng Yixue's back.

Seeing that he was about to reach Feng Yi's blood, Feng Jueyu was horrified, and hurriedly shouted: "Climb down." "Take advantage of the situation and slap it on the machine.

Feng Yi's blood and souls are all rising, fortunately, Feng Jueyu's reminder came in time, he didn't care anymore, he put the long sword in his body and pounced forward, even if he was embarrassed, it was better than being killed by Bai Ze.

"Collapse!"

A loose bowstring sounded, and a deafening humming sound echoed throughout the mountain stream valley, which was so powerful that it deafened everyone's ears, and when I looked up again, I saw a golden buzz with a thick forearm that shot straight towards Feng Yi's blood.

Fortunately, Feng Yixue crawled down quickly, and the god-destroying arrow flew past his scalp, sneering......

Feng Yixue could hear a strong sharp qi rubbing the air in his ears, and he subconsciously looked back, my God, only to see a black spatial crack appear above his head.

"What a terrible arrow, what is this?" Feng Yixue gasped before he saw the most terrifying scene in his life.

I saw that the golden light swept out, flew out hundreds of meters away in an instant, and hit Bai Ze's huge deer head fiercely, poof, blood gushed like an injection, and the blood of the big peng was like squirting out of the slurry and spraying everywhere with the brain, and the golden light was obviously full of stamina, stabbing Bai Ze's head, with the almost mountain-like body like a cannonball along the direction of the bottom of the mountain stream and the arrow, straight out of the thousands of meters before falling to the ground, and rolling out for hundreds of meters, until it crashed into a cave and disappeared.

In an instant, the bottom of the mountain stream calmed down......

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