As soon as Feng Jueyu fled, nearly twenty people chased him, leaving more than a hundred practitioners and more than three hundred corpses in the forest, as lifeless as a mass grave.

The practitioners who were lucky enough to survive were not very strong, but the sword energy did not cover the place where they were. Even so, many people were affected by the sword energy and suffered injuries of varying severity.

When they saw that those who were pursuing them were the masters and supreme masters who were unrivaled in the world, even if they had the intention to follow them, they would still feel frightened.

If Feng Jueyu doesn't appear, he will start killing people as soon as he appears, and he will kill without blinking an eye. With his own ability, if he catches up, can he guarantee his life and follow him to the end?

When everyone thought like this, their hearts were trembling.

Some of them looked at each other, each looking depressed and angry, but most of them were helpless.

I thought that Feng Jueyu was not really a murderous demon. If they hadn't listened to Feng Jueyu and insisted on following him to watch the fun, they probably wouldn't have ended up like this.

And just when everyone was extremely depressed and entangled, suddenly, a group of people came out from the right side of the woods. These people were led by the leader holding a black formation flag, and the masters of Daowu Chujingjing in the group were also approaching.

Twenty people, their whole bodies were covered with blood, but their morale was extremely high. They all looked ferocious. Even the youngest, who looked like he was only in his weakest years, was more terrifying than the evil demon.

After this group of people came out, all the practitioners who were in danger of death were stunned.

As soon as the two sides met, seven or eight Taoist martial arts masters immediately stood out from the group, and all the magic weapons in their hands were pointed at the survivors.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Please hand over the treasure bag on your body. Mr. Feng will spare your life. If you don't obey, I will kill you without mercy."

The person who suddenly came out was from Jiang Chengfeng, and this was what Feng Jueyu had arranged in advance.

He came out to kill people, and then led all the strong men away. At this time, Jiang Chengfeng led his people out to clean up the battlefield.

Looking at the lineup of a similar number, many people were extremely sad and angry. An injured Taoist martial arts master stood up and cursed: "Jiang family, Feng Jueyu, don't go too far, we..."

"puff!"

This person was about to say something, and the next moment, at least three or four strong men from the First Preview Realm brought by Jiang Clan and Wu Yuan rushed over, and several steel swords pierced this person's chest without saying a word.

He was killed on the spot in the woods.

Wow!

In an instant, everyone took a step back and looked at Jiang Chengfeng with fearful eyes.

With the same number of people, the morale is exactly the opposite. One side has high morale, while the other side has low morale, and has no strength to fight again.

They had been frightened to death by Feng Jueyu, and besides, they were not brothers from the same sect, let alone shared the same hatred and hatred.

Jiang Yueran, covered in blood, took a step forward and roared menacingly: "You bunch of bastards, you have no way out, so you rush to the gate of hell. Hand over the treasure bag quickly and spare your life. Otherwise, we will all be killed."

Kill it."

A group of nearly a hundred practitioners crowded together shivering. Some were surprised, some were angry, some were uneasy, and some looked at other people's actions. They had mixed emotions.

Jiang Chengfeng's tone was stern, but he said more tactfully: "Everyone, what are you thinking about? Mr. Feng is not a murderous person. If you hadn't pushed too hard, he wouldn't have gotten into such a mess today. Now Mr. Feng plans to give

I’ve given you a way to survive, is it possible that you still don’t appreciate it?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in confusion. A few people wanted to voice their dissatisfaction. Jiang Yueran, who was wearing a black face, cursed angrily: "I don't know how to repent. Be careful that you invite the supreme old man."

Destroy you."

Upon hearing this, everyone swallowed their words and then some began to take off their treasure bags and throw them on the ground.

"Those who know practical things are heroes. Comrades who put down their treasure bags can leave. However, I hope that after you go out, you can tell those with ulterior motives who dare to come in and make themselves uncomfortable. Next time, there will be no such opportunity." Jiang Chenglin

said in a deep voice.

Everyone was obedient, and then everyone took off their treasure bags and threw them down before retreating.

Watching the crowd leave, Jiang Chengfeng couldn't help but shed cold sweat on his forehead. He looked back at his son and said, "Quickly, put the treasure bag away and take it back immediately."

"Hurry up and be careful. These treasure bags belong to Mr. Feng and several seniors."

After giving the order, a group of people cleaned up the battlefield. Within a few minutes, they fled, leaving corpses all over the ground.

The supreme strongman?

That was just Jiang Yue's plan to fake the power of the tiger. Their main task has now become to clean up the battlefield, and the rest is basically not his responsibility.

On the other side, Feng Jueyu, who had already escaped into the last set of protective formations, retreated into the ambush circle that had been set up earlier. As soon as the others came back, they looked around but could not find the aura of any practitioners. Seeing this scene,

Feng Jueyu nodded with peace of mind, and immediately plunged into the huge valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, and stood on top of a rock hiding the teleportation gate.

Within a moment, more than 20 people gave chase, and the sky was filled with murderous intent and gloomy clouds.

One of them watched Feng Jueyu sitting on the rock meditating from a distance, and wanted to rush in when his head got hot, but at this time, a supremely strong man said: "Don't go there, this kid is so cunning, there is no way he can stay."

Wait for death here, be careful of ambush around you."

As soon as these words were spoken, more than twenty people stopped one after another and stood together to look at the beautiful deep valley in front of them, like a fairyland.

"Damn it, it's formations again. How many formations has Feng Xiao'er deployed in Black Spring Mountain?"

"This bastard is just a fox, and he's still an old fox. It's definitely weird for him to stay here."

This group of supreme powerhouses is one of the four teams that temporarily decided to join forces in Black Spring Mountain. There are ten of them in total, and they are lurking in the queue of weak people, just wanting to take advantage of Feng Jueyu to come out and cause trouble for these weak people.

At that time, he took advantage of their unpreparedness and launched a counterattack. Unexpectedly, Feng Jueyu made a move first, and his move was fatal. He almost regarded them as weak and killed them instantly with thousands of talismans and ten thousand formations.

A dark-faced man in the team suddenly became wary when he saw that the deep valley was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. However, just watching Feng Jueyu sitting there adjusting his breath was not a big deal. The dark-faced man suddenly felt worried.

Making a plan, he pointed at the ten proficient masters who were following him and shouted: "You ten, get in right away."

"This..." These ten people were obviously here to pick up some bargains, but unexpectedly, they became bait.

As soon as they saw the old god Feng Jueyu sitting upright on the rock regulating his breath and Qi, looking calm and steady, everyone began to beat drums in their hearts, but no one moved.

"Damn it, I'm looking for death!"

An old man with pigtails next to the black-faced man was furious when he saw this. With a wave of his hand, a mottled dragon sprang out from his sleeves and killed a masterful master who was still hesitating in one bite.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the old man say: "Go quickly, if anyone keeps messing around, I will kill him immediately."

The experts at the Mastery Realm regretted it endlessly, thinking that it was okay to cause more trouble, but now they are in a dilemma.

Everyone looked at each other for a long time, and had no choice but to walk cautiously into the deep valley.

Yes, go.

Not flying.

They dare not fly at all.

Feng Jueyu is famous for his cunning and wit. There are several supreme masters around him who have not shown up yet. God knows whether there is a trap or not.

A group of nine people walked down the slope shivering, and after dozens of breaths, entered the deep valley.

And just when the last person walked into the valley entrance, suddenly, with a loud bang, the green mountains on both sides moved closer to each other and closed together instantly.

boom!

The mountain torrent roared, and thick yellow mudslides rolled in from the top of the mountain in an instant, turning the deep valley into an encirclement from all sides, and the people inside could not see any way out.

The rolling mountain torrent was just a formation technique, which they knew very well. However, after such a terrifying change, everyone turned back to look at the rock. It was empty, and there was no trace of Feng Jueyu.

"No, I fell into a trap..."

"I knew it wasn't that simple here."

"Those damn supreme realms are clearly trying to find our way, what should we do?"

"..."

The nine people in the group were completely panicked. They hurriedly retreated and gathered together to encourage each other.

However, these people knew clearly that they were being ambushed after entering the formation, so they did not dare to do nothing, so they picked up their magic weapons and prepared to resist.

But at this moment, a crescent moon rose brightly and dazzlingly in the sky. That crescent moon was a talisman.

False talisman!

Talisman of the Moon.

The bright silver moonlight took advantage of the fact that the extremely yin energy had not completely receded, and the spiritual light spread out. After a moment's pause, it flew down like a star on the nine rivers, and its target was none other than the nine people.

"Fake talisman! Retreat..."

Someone was frightened and yelled. At this moment, the nine people finally got together and dispersed in a hurry. No one followed the other.

boom!

The Moon Talisman exploded as soon as it hit the ground, sending up tiny silver stars all over the sky, which was extremely dazzling.

Everyone covered their eyes and retreated wildly. At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind and flew directly towards one person.

"Kill in ten steps!"

In just ten steps, a sharp and wide giant sword penetrated the man's waist. The huge black sword was extremely powerful. As soon as the tip of the sword entered, a black brilliance burst out, with Yin Qi flowing rampantly inside.

, violently blasted this man's golden body to pieces.

Feng Jueyu's current strength has been affected by various magical powers and several times of swallowing treasures, plus a dual soul cultivation, which has made him extremely powerful. His current cultivation level cannot be sudden. It is simply that the "quantity" of the original divine power is not enough.

He has not entered a new realm, but in terms of strength, he is no different from the Supreme Realm.
Chapter completed!