The sword points at the trembling tide, and the energy penetrates the rainbow...

Facing a behemoth like Quanteng's body, the Winged Snake, Feng Jueyu showed no fear at all. No matter how much Quanteng boasted about himself, he was as steady as a mountain. While drinking, Feng Jueyu raised his hand with his sword, causing waves of shock.

The ghosts and gods cried.

Start the tide with one finger...

Cut off the river with one finger...

Feng Jueyu's sword finger contains infinite power, and its power is astonishing. Although it is only a small sword ray, it is quite long, but the power contained in the sword ray is difficult to express in words. His sword intention contains terrifying

The artistic conception is sometimes ethereal and sometimes magnificent.

As soon as he pointed out, the wind roared in the surrounding dense forest, thousands of leaves fluttered, and the sword light shot out of the air, stirring up the void and shattering it into chaos. Shining, sharp space fragments suddenly burst and flew, and a slender, cone-like sword whirled occasionally.

Kill.

The sword points to the golden horn!

Quanteng's face suddenly changed. He originally thought that after he transformed into his true form, his strength would surpass Feng Jueyu by a large margin. Even though he was invincible in terms of momentum, however, when Feng Jueyu drew his sword, Quanteng

I feel that I am a little too fanciful. He has not transformed into his true form, and the opponent has not exerted all his strength. If his true form has been released, the opponent's sword force will rise one after another, vast and ethereal, and the force will be shocking.

Quanteng saw the colorful light overflowing from the sword light, splashing out from the sword light. All the sword energy came out from the sword light, all spinning in the opposite direction around the sword, like a storm whirlpool, rolling in. In an instant

His face was colorless.

The terrifying aura permeating the sword energy has never been seen before. It not only contains the continuous trend of water droplets piercing the stone, but also has the powerful power to subvert the sea. It is simply unavoidable, unstoppable, and terrifying.

Kun Teng did not dare to take the sword forcefully, so he could only retreat in a hurry. At the same time, he flapped his fleshy wings, causing the howling wind and the demonic light on the golden horn to dance wildly.

Countless golden streams of light and the power of the storm all pressed towards the sword. Quanteng kept retreating, and the golden light storm collided with the sword energy frequently, making a crisp sound that shook the earth and made the metal and stone jingle.

This crisp sound was continuous, faintly forming a general trend, and the collision of the sword light continued to split and disintegrate, releasing more sword energy.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sword energy splashed wildly, and countless streams of light splashed out from the resisted sword light. The stream of light was comparable to the sword energy, but the shape and power were slightly weakened, but it still had powerful destructive power.

The sword energy fell on the ground and pierced countless small holes...

The sword energy fell on the trees, pines and cypresses, causing them to fall apart and turn into powder...

The sword energy hit the rocks, causing the gravel to fly and splash everywhere...

The sword energy fell on the beast tide group, causing soul-stirring screams. A large number of ferocious beasts were torn apart, their heads were in different places, their bodies were exploded into flesh, and their blood gathered into streams and flowed to the Tianyuan Earth.

The earth is cracked and mountains and rivers are broken, creating a scene of destruction.

Feng Jueyu only has one sword, but there are infinite Tao principles contained in it. This sword contains the mist of the Great Imperial Void, and the domineering power of the peerless sword and thunder, like a great river, endless.

Quanteng's golden horns have completely turned into gold and jade, shining brightly and with crazy golden light. The small vagina on his head has doubled in size unknowingly. This is a sign of madness that breaks out before his divine power is exhausted, and his body is also consumed.

The black scales on his body increased exponentially, and the black scales on his body were spattered by the sword energy, and there were small lacerations everywhere. Blood flowed uncontrollably all over his body. Even the two fleshy wings on his back were full of sword marks.

Quanteng never thought that he would encounter such a powerful enemy in his life. Even the enemy hadn't even used the magical weapon, but the sword finger alone was so sharp and unstoppable.

There was a strong look of fear on his face. At this moment, he no longer felt proud of his own identity. He was now full of fear in his heart. By the way, he greeted the two mysterious old men and the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the people above them.

.

"His grandma has legs, and this Yaoji is really a tiger. What kind of enemy has he offended? How could he suffer such terrible revenge?"

Quanteng retreated and resisted frantically, but Feng Jueyu's sword energy seemed to be endless, pressing forward step by step without any weakening trend.

This man in black robe seems to be filled with endless divine power. His divine power is powerful, vast, and unparalleled in power. Every sword strike is like a thunderous wave, with great power.

The roar echoed endlessly around his body, making Kun Teng feel dizzy and dizzy. His inner breath was running wild, his energy and blood flowed back, and even his internal organs rebelled, tossing around, making him feel uncomfortable.

Phew!

After frantically clashing with each other over a cup of tea, Quenten finally couldn't bear the impact of his opponent's sword and opened his mouth to cough out a mouthful of old blood.

At this moment, Quanteng finally understood that he was no match for the newcomer and had no chance of dealing with him at all.

"His grandma's, I won't fight, I won't fight..."

Quenten shouted in his mouth, his giant tail twisted and scurried around wildly. The body above the golden horn on his head had begun to shrink and gradually dimmed. It was his lifeline and source of strength, and now it was showing signs of sluggishness.

If it had been beaten for a while longer, his foundation might have been damaged.

Are you risking your life for a few unrelated people?

This deal is not a good deal...

With this thought in mind, Quenten loudly begged for mercy: "Stop, your skills, I, Quenten, admire me greatly. Can we stop fighting? I admit defeat."

"Admit defeat?"

Hearing the sound, Feng Jueyu sheathed his sword, and withdrew his body in an erratic manner, standing in the mid-air of Tianyuan Forest. Covered by the thick shade of the big trees, Feng Jueyu's black robe and cloak made him look even more mysterious, noble and should not be offended.

As soon as the sword energy was withdrawn, the pressure on Quanteng's body suddenly reduced. He breathed a sigh of relief and transformed back into his human form. He was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

Feng Jueyu had long ago calculated that Quanteng was probably just lending his cave to those mysterious instigators who were using the door of convenience. He had never suspected that the Luojian Gorge incident was related to him, so he did not kill Quanteng.

thought.

He stood on the treetop with his hands behind his back and looked at Quanteng. His tone was unruly and lecturing: "Quanteng, I have said before that it is not easy for a person to cultivate his life. Why do you bother to get involved in the dispute? Now

It’s not too late to return after getting lost.”

Quanteng lost his previous arrogance. He stared at Feng Jueyu breathlessly and nodded: "Yes, you are so right. I don't think it's worth it. Since you stopped, you must have guessed something."

, those people just lent me the cave, I have never been involved in any disputes in Jiujie Mountain, you can let me go, Quanteng is very grateful, you can go and arrest them, I won't stop you."

This Kun Teng is really easy to talk to, but Feng Jueyu has no idea of ​​gratitude. He defeated Quanteng with his strength and made Quanteng give up his resistance. If it were someone else and another force today, even if he was a little inferior in cultivation

Quantum, Quantum wouldn't let him go that easily.

This is reality.

The reality of the world of cultivation.

Feng Jueyu nodded secretly and said in a much gentler tone: "Don't worry, I have a few more things to ask you."

"Excuse me, sir. I promise to tell you everything I know..." Quenten knew that he was incomparable to others, so he simply became a bachelor and said whatever he wanted.

Feng Jueyu praised: "Okay, let me ask you, who is the person who lent you the cave?"

Kun Teng said: "Some people know each other, some don't, and I don't know most of them. I provide them with their own caves to ensure their safety. First, it is to facilitate those people to meet each other, and second, it is to protect them from the prying eyes and ears of the outside world.

, but I was entrusted by someone, and it was a helpless move, otherwise, how could they be worthy of lending me the cave?"

"Entrusted by someone? Who?"

"Master Yaoji!"

"Master Yao Ji?"

"Well, 1,500 years ago, I was chased by Yao Ji, the man who hunted Panlong to destroy Panlong's entire clan. I was chased by this man, and was later let go. I owed him a huge favor. When he spoke, I

I can’t but listen, and I dare not not listen…”

Feng Jueyu blinked his eyes and his expression became a little strange. This was really the first time he had heard of this name, and he didn't know who Yao Ji was.

However, he immediately reacted and asked with an idea: "Let me ask you, is this Master Yao Ji a master of formations?"

Kun Teng was stunned for a moment, then said truthfully: "Of course, 1,500 years ago, Master Yao Ji from the Great Western Realm was the first-class formation master in the world. Didn't you know that?"

Feng Jueyu didn't answer, but there was a flash of hatred in his eyes. Something seemed to be right.

He thought for a while and then asked: "You said you are familiar with the people who borrowed your cave. Who are they?"

Quanteng said quickly: "I only recognize two of them. They are both small people, but they are quite famous in the neighborhood. When they came for the third time, I only realized it later, and of course I took it seriously. One of them is an emperor."

Lezheng Xuankong from the ruins and Wo Shuanglong from the Splendid Land, these two people were brought by Yao Ji’s two disciples."

"Crouching Shuanglong?" Feng Jueyu's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Are you sure it's Crouching Shuanglong?"

"Of course, I'm sure of it."

"You just said they came for the third time, which means they came more than once..."

"Well, there were four times in total, and they were all the ones discussing it. I don't know what they were discussing. In order to avoid suspicion, I didn't eavesdrop at all. Damn, now that I think about it, I made the right decision." Quenten was so angry that he couldn't even eavesdrop.

Itchy, obviously he was also deeply implicated and was extremely afraid of Feng Jueyu.

"Very good." Feng Jueyu suddenly became excited.

Although Quanteng didn't know what Lezheng Xuankong, Wo Shuanglong and the mysterious disciple of Yaoji were plotting here on behalf of Yaoji, it was obvious that everything was related to the war between Qixia and Xiaoyue Tianfang.

Now that we have Quanteng as a witness, we no longer have to worry about Splendid Paradise not recognizing it. This is really great.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu was extremely excited, but he managed his expression very rationally, walked up to Quanteng and said: "I still need you to do one more thing for me, just one thing. It's done. You stopped me today."

Let’s just write off my matter."
Chapter completed!