"Boom!"

The purple thunderbolt appeared suddenly, and exploded in Mo Lingwan's jade palm in the blink of an eye. The terrifying destructive power was as powerful as the thunder of the heavenly calamity. A powerful ripple of energy spurted out from the roar, and the cultivation level was so powerful that it defied the heavens.

Mo Lingwan was forcefully shaken out.

The moment the explosion sounded, a big hand grabbed Feng Jueyu's shoulder, yanked him backwards, and dragged his body flying towards the outside of Longmen Peak.

"who?"

"it's me."

With the billowing smoke, a familiar old face came into Feng Jueyu's field of vision. When he saw the old man in front of him, he was inexplicably stunned.

"Mr. Hong? Why are you here?"

"Nonsense, my disciple sent a message from thousands of miles away and asked me to help you. I thought you were digging a big trap, but I didn't expect that the trap was really big. Are you stupid? How can you fight for your life against the Dao Martial Realm?"

The owner of the old face is none other than the long-lost Lord Hongwu. This old man has not been heard from since he left Paradise with Feng Jueyu on the pretext of traveling. Feng Jueyu never expected that his trip to heaven would alarm Guan Ruomeng.

Got him.

Feng Jueyu's whole body was covered in wounds, but his Adam's apple was crawling, and he choked with gratitude for a moment.

He came out this time to save Wu Yingxue. Guan Ruomeng had a cold war with him for a while because of Wu Yingxue. However, he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Guan Ruomeng could put aside his past resentment and alert his master.

"Mr. Hong, I..."

"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly. My purple energy thunder can only resist it for a moment. If it is too late, none of us will be able to leave."

Lord Hongwu said impatiently, pulled Feng Jueyu and fled away.

"No, I have to take Luo Shihong away."

"What time has it been..."

Halfway through Lord Hongwu's words, Feng Jueyu broke free and flew downwards quickly.

It was his good luck. When Mo Lingwan was knocked away, Luo Shihong was near Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu flew over like lightning, grabbed Luo Shihong and lifted him up, then threw him to Lord Hongwu and said: "

You go first, I'll stop later."

"After what else..."

The two talked quickly, but they still underestimated Mo Lingwan's strength.

Purple Qi Thunder is a one-time killing magic weapon that Lord Hong Wu spent ten years refining in Paradise. There is only one weapon in the body, and it is so powerful that even a strong man in the Dao Martial Realm would not dare to

It's a head-to-head confrontation, but this kind of magical weapon is pitifully rare and disappears when thrown away, much like a grenade.

Even so, they still couldn't last more than three seconds. When the two were about to leave, she once again attacked from a distance.

"Feng Jueyu, stay here for me."

"Go, quickly."

Seeing the light and shadow flashing in front of him, Feng Jueyu's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He pushed Lord Hong Wu with his left hand, and condensed the source of darkness with his right hand. His long hair danced wildly, and the sword energy he had wielded twice before became even stronger and generous.

The steaming sword energy suddenly swung out from the palm of his hand.

"Jue Tian Ba ​​Flame Sword!"

Feng Jueyu had been brewing this unique skill for a long time, hoping to pose a huge threat to Mo Lingwan at the last moment. Now that Lord Hong Wu suddenly appeared and Luo Shihong had obtained it, Feng Jueyu naturally would not delay any longer.

The black flame sword energy that was more than ten feet long appeared out of the sky. The black stream of light that swept the world first condensed, and then scattered into pieces. As the fire wave surged all over the sky, a sharp giant blade broke through the air and fell.

, first tore open the space, and then pressed down on Mo Lingwan like a mountain of black knives, causing the indestructible six-layer divine armor to have several cracks visible to the naked eye, like white lines.

"Well!"

Mo Lingwan, who was feeling annoyed, held the Jue Tian Ba ​​Flame Saber with one palm, and his body sank violently. He was unable to fly up, but was firmly suppressed by the domineering sword energy.

When a pair of embroidered feet were only half a foot off the ground, Mo Lingwan stopped and used her jade palm to forcefully break the sword, which was more than ten feet long, into two halves with a loud bang.

The sharp end was crushed with force, while the other half was slashed towards half of Longmen Peak.

"Boom!"

The deafening loud noise reached everyone's ears, shaking the blood of dozens of people present.

The majestic and magnificent Longmen Peak was split into two from the east side. The sword energy penetrated the mountain for more than ten feet like cutting tofu, and it collapsed a huge mountain and opened a hole about ten feet wide. It was very scary.

Mo Lingwan's speed slowed down after being blocked by the Juetian Tyrant Flame Saber. When she looked up, she saw two figures in the distance, clutching Luo Shihong who had no power to fight back. They were dying.

Escape.

"It's not that easy to leave."

Mo Lingwan made a big mistake today. First, Feng Jueyu ruined the Wu family's son-in-law selection process, and then he had his subordinates escape twice. The most hateful thing was that Feng Jueyu's last act

With one strike, he actually destroyed his own six-layer divine armor.

Feng Jueyu's cultivation at this time was only at the level of Qiankun Dzogchen, while her cultivation was that of a complete Taoist martial arts master. With such a huge gap, it would be a shame to fail to retain someone.

Furious, Mo Lingwan chased after him, but as soon as he took off, he heard a scream coming from not far away.

"Ah...third uncle, help..."

Whoosh!

Mo Lingwan was startled by the sound. She turned around and saw that Feng Qingxiao was falling down the mountain at some point. It seemed that he no longer had the ability to fly.

If you jump down, without divine support, won't you fall to pieces?

Mo Lingwan frowned, gritted his teeth, turned around and flew down the mountain, catching Feng Qingxiao back.

"Qingxiao, what's wrong with you?" Since the two families had been friends for generations, Mo Lingwan was forced to give up Feng Jueyu to save Feng Qingxiao.

Feng Qingxiao was rescued, panting like an ox and said: "I was scared to death. That knife just now was too terrible. I couldn't dodge it. I was shaken inside and suffered some internal injuries." Feng Qingxiao blinked and returned.

, but didn’t dare to look at Mo Lingwan.

"What did you do? Feng Jueyu's cultivation is so powerful, and you dare to look so close, aren't you looking for death?" Mo Lingwan scolded angrily.

Feng Qingxiao said with a look of shame: "I couldn't hide, senior. It's my fault that you missed the opportunity to recover him."

"Okay, things have already happened so far, what's the point of saying this?" Mo Lingwan waved her hands in annoyance, looked around, and then returned to Longmen Peak.

After a battle, the ground inside and outside Longmen Peak was full of chaos. The six elders of the dance family, headed by Wu Tianyang and Wu Tianju, as well as many onlookers who were watching the cultivators, also came out from behind the rubble pile.

When Mo Lingwan and Feng Jueyu fought against each other before, the elders of the Wu and Mo families did not think of taking action, but they knew Mo Lingwan's temper very well, and Feng Jueyu's cultivation level was originally not as good as Mo Lingwan's, so they were afraid.

He made Mo Lingwan unhappy by taking action rashly, so he watched helplessly as Feng Jueyu and Lord Hongwu fled.

"Third uncle, are you okay?" Wu Tianyang was very worried that Mo Lingwan would be injured, so he asked for help.

"I'm defenseless, he can't hurt me yet." Mo Lingwan's face was not pretty, and she snorted dissatisfiedly.

"This Feng Jueyu of Xiaoyue Sect is really too arrogant. Third uncle and disciple Ma Hui led people to Qixia Realm to attack Xiaoyue Sect." Wutian Ju said murderously, turning around to attack several nearby disciples.

Order.

Seeing this, Mo Lingwan shouted even more angrily: "Shut up, I couldn't take down that kid even if I personally took action, so what shame do we have to go and attack him? Although he is not my opponent, he is indeed

I actually escaped from Longmen Peak by my own ability. Because of such a small incident, we mobilized troops and mobilized a large number of people. If word spreads, we are not afraid of being laughed at by the major heavenly sects in Jiujie Mountain, so we have to accept it."

"Yes." Wu Tianju slapped the horse's leg with his flattery, and retreated angrily.

Mo Tinghou, who was standing next to him, came over and pointed at Feng Qingxiao angrily and complained: "Master Qingxiao, what did you say you did? Why did you come there to see nothing? If it weren't for you, why would the third uncle let him leave?

"Aren't you...are you not..." Mo Tinghou was very well-educated. After saying a few words of complaint out of anger, he felt a little inappropriate.

Feng Qingxiao, sweating profusely, bowed his head and said loudly: "Yes, it's the junior's fault. I shouldn't have gone there. It's really..."

"Okay, stop talking, hurry in and see if everything is alright with the Chixia Pantian Formation, as long as the selection of a son-in-law is still going on." Mo Lingwan waved her hand without disgust and stopped the topic.

Everyone saw that the third uncle was in a bad mood and said nothing. Then Wuyang County and Mo Tinghou went in to inspect the formation, leaving Mo Lingwan sitting on the top of the mountain, sulking.

When practitioners from all over the world saw Wu and the Mo family suffering such a big loss, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

"This guy surnamed Feng is really powerful. Even the third uncle of the Mo family couldn't keep him. This guy is worthy of being the strongest person in the new world."

"Yeah, I thought he couldn't even get out of Mo Lingwan's hands. Who would have thought that he actually has so many killing moves? Look at that knife just now, how domineering it was."

"It's more than just domineering. It's almost as good as the martial arts realm. Who knows what kind of magical power it is?"

"..."

Everyone shook their heads. At this time, one person stood up and said: "When Fatty Cao from Shiyue Tao Pagoda came out, he was defeated by Feng Jueyu. I heard that his formation skills even gave Fatty Cao a thumbs up.

, and those two divine talismans before, my God, it’s so scary, tell me how far away from the Dao Martial Realm this Feng Jueyu is.”

"Yuan? I really think he is in the Dao Martial Realm. Otherwise, how could Uncle Mo be forced into such a situation?"

The chattering chatter spread throughout the mountains and outside. Wu Tianyang heard his old face burning up and his heart filled with anger. He walked up to Mo Lingwan and said, "Third uncle, look at this..."

"If you lose, you lose. Alas, this emperor never expected that this new generation of powerful people in the world would have such a level of cultivation. Soon, the Qixia Realm will probably change.
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