Plop…

Zhan Jue's body fell straight onto the hard ground. He fell from a high altitude without the protection of his divine power. Zhan Jue's end could be described as being shattered into pieces. However, until the moment before his death, he still couldn't believe it.

He would be defeated so easily by an unknown little person.

In his eyes, Feng Jueyu is a nobody.

He didn't understand, he didn't understand, why Feng Jueyu had a top-grade golden magic weapon in his hand, that kind of terrifying magic weapon that could affect the retrograde flow of Qi and blood in people, but it was actually in the hands of a boy who had never had any reputation.

In fact, Zhan Jue's defeat was unjust. Who would have thought that Feng Jueyu would have such a terrifying magic weapon in his hand, which would interfere with his mind and affect his energy and blood, creating a countercurrent trend. Just when he was preparing to kill this person with all his strength to kill Su Da.

When the Barbarian King replaced a golden magical weapon, the ending did not go as planned.

The origin of heaven, the best golden treasure weapon...

When Zhan Jue took his last breath of life, he showed a self-deprecating smile.

Sure enough, Mo Tianliu should have died in his hands. With such a top-notch magic weapon, who can be more powerful than him?

Too careless.

Living in a grand world, Zhan Jue has been reminding himself not to despise anyone he meets, and to treat every enemy with the mentality of a lion attacking a rabbit. But today, the boat capsized in the gutter, and the result was so cruel.

The fact that people cannot accept: death.

Zhan Jue breathed his last. He even thought about the scene where Feng Jueyu strengthened himself again after taking his treasure and began to dominate the Lord of Hundred Wars.

"This is how you grew up." Zhan Jue breathed his last breath, said the last words of praise in his life, and gave it to Feng Jueyu.

"Those who kill will always be killed. I don't blame others for your death, only your greed." Feng Jueyu's eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion, summarizing Zhan Jue's life.

Although in the grand world, especially in the battlefields of all realms, it is normal to take life and death, but after these days of fierce fighting and escape, Feng Jueyu saw one truth from people like Zhan Jue, that is, people must not be greedy.

Remember, when you have greed, your reason will be blinded by greed. In this way, no matter how powerful you are, mistakes will eventually appear, giving people the opportunity to give you a fatal blow.

Feng Jueyu knew that he could not win with force. That was because the Blood-Transforming Dzi Bead was too overbearing. This treasure would become stronger when it encountered the strong. In the past, he had underestimated the Blood-Transforming Dzi Bead, but if he could make good use of a magical weapon, he was also a powerful person.

The most basic instinct that a strong person should retain is part of his strength.

"This treasure is indeed extraordinary. We all underestimated it before." Looking at Zhan Jue's corpse, and then looking at the Blood Dzi Bead, the blood that sprouted on the bead was faintly filled with joy like jumping after killing someone. Watching the Wind

Jueyu was dumbfounded.

Xuan Zhong's voice came at the right time: "Well, indeed, I have underestimated the Blood Dzi Bead. Your strength has not reached the level that can turn the battlefields of all realms upside down, but if you make good use of this treasure, you should not be able to save your life."

The problem is, as long as you don’t encounter a master of the Transformation Realm, you are almost invincible.”

Xuan Zhong had never made such a high evaluation. Precisely because of his battle with Zhan Jue, Feng Jueyu knew that he should face up to the value of the Blood Dzi Bead.

When you encounter strength, you will become stronger. Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It would be great if you could easily kill the strongest person at the peak of Chongyang without using the Blood Transformation Dzi Bead."

"Huh?"

Feng Jueyu did not refute, but in his heart he was indifferent to Xuan Zhong's contempt. In his mind, nothing was impossible in the world. At the moment, although he could easily kill Zhan Jue by using the Blood Transformation Dzi Bead, he was ranked 50th.

The war lord may not be able to use his own skills to dominate the domain of the lord of hundreds of wars in the near future.

Without confidence, you can never grow.

There is nothing wrong with setting higher goals, the key lies in how you work hard.

Putting away Zhan Jue's personal treasure bag, Feng Jueyu stared at the corpse in a daze. Xuan Zhong looked at it with confusion and said: "The person has been killed, why don't you leave? The fierce battle between the two of you must have

It will attract more people.”

Feng Jueyu lowered his head, without moving his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "I'm thinking about a question."

"what is the problem?"

"I have been being chased like a lost dog. This feeling is really uncomfortable. What do you think would happen if I did the opposite?"

"The opposite?"

"Yes." Feng Jueyu said, seeming to have made some kind of decision in his heart. He took out a piece of talisman paper and wrote a line of words on the talisman paper without any explanation.

Xuan Zhong Dingqing took a look and exclaimed: "You are so brave."

Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, put the talisman paper on Zhan Jue's body, and said with a smile: "They chase me not only because of greed, but also because they have no fear of me. In this way, I will never be able to escape from Motian Ridge and return to

Cuiyu Mountain, if that’s the case, how about I make them afraid so much that they run away when they hear my name?”

Xuan Zhong stared at Feng Jueyu in confusion. After a long time, he sighed, and a ray of respect appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

Xuan Zhong had never felt this way before. After all, in his eyes, no matter how talented Feng Jueyu was, he was just a little guy who had just touched the threshold of the divine way. But it was such a little guy who almost destroyed the battlefields of all realms.

It turns everything upside down, what a terrible character and reason.

Therefore, Xuan Zhong felt for the first time that Feng Jueyu's future was immeasurable.

"Haha, let's go. The most important thing now is to solve the Thousand Miles of Light Curse first. If I don't solve the Thousand Miles of Light Curse, it's impossible for me to escape from Magic Sky Ridge."

After the words fell, Feng Jueyu put on the evil moon demon star, put on the shadowless robe, and left the dust...

…

Half an hour later, several rays of light and shadow converged on the Huangsha Ridge from three directions. The sky was lowered and the atmosphere was also solemn. These people were the four Lords of Hundred Battles who had met Zhan Jue not long ago: Lingnan.

The magic sword shines brightly, the black water poisons the heart of a hundred children, the iron-winged emperor and the phoenix are pitiful, and the bloody world is left behind and the flying young man is crazy.

The cold wind was still howling in the air, like an ancient giant beast releasing its beastly power in the wilderness. Yao Guang, Bai Ba Tong, Xiao Mianmei, and Bian Shao Kuang tightly surrounded Zhan Jue's body, looking at the cold body in silence.

.

"died!"

"Well, it's tragic. Killing with one sword. With Zhan Jue's cultivation level, there are not many people who can kill with one sword. Blood Demon, Wuying, Tenglong, Fang Cun, Du Xia, I can't think of anyone except these five.

Who could make Zhan Jue die so tragically?"

"Could it be the king of the Chenchen Realm who attacks?"

"No, this sword is so sharp and unique that if it were the King of Transformation Realm, he wouldn't have to put in so much effort. From the traces of the fight at the scene, it seems that the two were evenly matched before, and the one who struck must be a master at the peak of Chongyang.

"

"Peak Chongyang? If it's not the Blood Demon and others, then who is it?" A strong coldness flashed across Bian Shaokang's face. With one leg, he can become one of the top figures among the Lords of Hundred Wars, and his will is naturally not the same.

Bian Shaokang's expression became even colder as he seemed to be feeling the energy left behind by the traces around him and repeatedly guessing the course of the fight.

"Human race, there is a powerful evil spirit in the sword. This person is not only superb in strength, but his sword skills have been so close to the point of evil. He is very witty, has a fast sword, and the source of his divine power is extremely strong. There are traces of fire around him, and Yiyan

In a prairie fire, not even a blade of grass can grow. At the very least, it is the source of status, and the energy of the wind and sand spirit remains. Huh? Such energy is also very pure. Could it be that he is a master of self-cultivation of spiritual magic and divine power?"

Bian Shao Kuang talked very fast, and based on the clues left around him, he immediately made a very accurate judgment.

Bai Ba Tong took a deep breath and said in shock: "Did you self-taught spiritual magic? I haven't seen such a person for a long time. Zhan Jue came after Feng Jueyu. Could it be that Feng Jueyu is a self-taught spiritual magic power?"

A master?"

Several people were blindly guessing. Iron Winged Emperor Feng Xiao was pitiful but speechless. She suddenly said: "Stop guessing, there are clues." As she said this, she saw a talisman from the side of Zhan Jue's body and took it.

Get up, open it and take a look, tens of millions of sweat pores all over your body have shrunk.

"Those who kill will always be killed, and Feng Jueyu will stay..."

"Bastard, you're declaring war on us." Yaoguang looked at him, clenching his casserole-sized fists tightly, and his whole body exuded the aura of a strong and sharp magic sword.

Bian Shaokang came over, and he read these few words carefully for a long time: "Are you arrogant? No, he is not showing off his ability, but he wants to leave a mark for everyone. He wants us to

I'm afraid of him and don't dare to chase him, what a shame."

"He wants us to be afraid, so we are afraid?" Bai Ba Tong asked unconvinced.

Bian Shaokang smiled shamelessly, put the talisman together and tore it into pieces and said: "Although we are not afraid of him now, if he kills more and more people, I believe that some people will eventually start to be afraid.

At that time, there were very few people who could restrain him. Haha, this person is indeed a bit scary. His scheming and strength are far more sophisticated than what they knew. We have met our opponent."

As Bian Shaokuang spoke, he stretched out his hand and cast out a dark light, and Zhan felt that the corpse was like foam and was blasted into pulp.

"What are you doing?" The three of them were surprised, not understanding what Bian Shaokang was doing.

Bian Shaokang shook off the blood on his hands and said in a deep voice: "Only we have seen this talisman and this corpse. We cannot let others see it anymore. Otherwise, the majesty of our camp will be greatly lost and the morale will drop. If

As more and more people see him, they will definitely become wary of Feng Jueyu, and it will be even harder for us to find him."

The three of them looked at Bian Shaokang blankly, and a hint of admiration inevitably arose in their hearts. Sure enough, Bian Shaokang was right. Feng Jueyu's purpose was to make them afraid and not dare to chase. At that time, he would be able to

Those who are in uninhabited territory can do whatever they want.

At this time, destroying Zhan Jue's body is the best option.

After disposing of Zhan Jue's body, Bian Shaokang laughed to himself. Looking at the scene of flying sand and rocks around him, he keenly sensed a direction and murmured: "This guy is so bold that he actually asked me to help him clean up the body.

If I find him, I will crush his head with my own hands."

Xiao pitifully said: "Where do you think he should go now? Escape? Or..."

Bian Shaokang said: "No, he has the Thousand Miles of Light Curse on his body from the Nine-tailed Demon King, so he will definitely not be able to escape from Demonic Sky Ridge. If I were him, the first thing I would do is remove the Thousand Miles of Light Curse."

"So..." The three of them were slightly startled, as if they understood something, and said, "You mean he will go to Sin Origin City."

Bian Shaokang smiled arrogantly and said: "Yes, a person who cannot gain a foothold in Motian Ridge can only find a way out from the largest trading gathering place in the battlefields of all realms. There are too many treasures there, and there must be solutions for thousands of miles."

Using the Yaoguang Spell, he will definitely go to Sinyuan City."
Chapter completed!