In the secret place where the wind howls, dark clouds mixed with thunder roar wantonly on the horizon, and the terrible thunder is still roaring, as if venting the madness in someone's heart.

Next to the ancient tree, Xiaoyun is displaying what he has learned throughout his life like a mighty demon clan. His "Tianyi Divine Art" has entered the realm of transformation and is a peerless magical power that is envied by the mortals of Sandong. This magical ability has been inherited from ancient times.

Extracted from a divine word, the power of the divine power is so powerful that it has blessed the aura of the divine word and is beyond imagination.

At this time, Xiaoyun's wings were fluttering wildly, and dazzling feathers continued to fly out. These feathers formed a thick and dense network, with no loopholes at all. The lush vegetation in the secret land of Jiyu was cut apart by the feathers.

Come, flying and rioting.

Xiaoyun's move was the stunt that made him famous. This was because Feng Jueyu had acted too domineering before. He had no confidence in his heart, and he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Sandong Fanzi. He also wanted to show his strength and strength in front of his junior sister.

He was brave, so he resorted to the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box.

Even so, Xiaoyun was still beating a drum in his heart at this moment. He didn't know whether the "Tianyi Divine Technique" could overwhelm Feng Jueyu. If this magical power still couldn't contain the opponent, then he would only end up with a miserable defeat.

, so Xiaoyun didn't dare to hold back his hands at all, his mind was turning, and his divine power was wandering for a few breaths before sweat appeared on his forehead and his back was completely wet.

But at this moment, a human-shaped circle of light suddenly appeared in front of him. Xiaoyun was slightly startled, and then his whole body started to tremble with fear.

The overwhelming Yumang was enough to collapse a mountain, but it was of no use to Feng Jueyu in front of him.

In the center of the messy feather light, a figure shot out forcefully, and its arm had already transformed into a giant sword under the powerful alienation of all phenomena in Tao Sheng. It was peerless in the sky, the sword light pierced out, everything collapsed, and the feather power was astonishingly lethal.

The light couldn't stop the sword's luck at all, and it suddenly collapsed.

"What...this...this is impossible..."

Xiaoyun, who was supported by two giant wings behind his back, became extremely ugly. He subconsciously stepped back and made a dodge movement. However, the giant sword followed him like a shadow and stabbed at him wildly.

"How many times have I told you, but you still can't do it? Why don't you believe me?"

An extremely unruly voice sounded faintly, and then a loud noise echoed. The giant sword broke through the talisman on Xiaoyun's chest, and the arrogant Xiaoyun was blown away with one sword.

Bang!

Poor Xiaoyun didn't even have the ability to fight back. He flew out in the blink of an eye. He didn't know how far he flew. It was so far away that no trace of him could be seen at all.

tread!

Feng Jueyu landed with his feet on the ground and stood right next to Xiu Yanyi. The two stood side by side, one facing east and the other facing west, just standing quietly.

Feng Jueyu had a calm expression, but Xiu Yanyi was trembling like chaff, her pretty face was pale, and she was out of her mind.

There was deathly silence all around, and after a full ten breaths, Feng Jueyu said softly: "Xiu Yanyi, in another time and place, you would have been dead. For the sake of Zhitian Pavilion, I won't let you go today."

If I kill you, don’t bring trouble on yourself in the future..."

tread!

After finishing speaking, Feng Jueyu walked steadily and silently towards the depths of the woods.

All the three cave mortals were stunned for a long time, but they still couldn't come back to their senses. The fierce battle just now seemed like a nightmare lingering in their hearts.

On the treetops not far away, several men in blue shirts looked at each other in silence.

After a while, one of them said: "This person's cultivation is far better than mine, so it's better not to get involved."

Another person said: "The elders have orders to try their best to stop him. The purpose is to see how powerful this person is. If you don't take action, aren't you afraid of the accusations from the elders?"

"If you can't beat him, you can't beat him. This man's swordsmanship is superb and extraordinary. The source of his cultivation is extremely high-quality. Am I the only one who can see it?"

"The origin of such fineness must be above the third grade, right?" one person exclaimed.

"Haha, I won't go. I can't beat you if I go, so why humiliate myself? It seems I can only rely on the five-hole brothers."

Whoosh!

After sighing, the four-hole disciple disappeared in a corner of the treetops, and a few fallen leaves rustled down, with a touch of sadness.

In the grass on the other side, a woman in green clothes stood tall and graceful with a long sword in her arms. From her position, she could not see the place where Sandong Fanzi and Feng Jueyu were fighting. However, the woman still looked at it with gusto, as if she was ethereal and could see into everything in the void.

"Sword cultivator? He's very strong. I don't know how much worse it is compared to "Wuxin Sword Pass"?"

The woman in green clothes murmured to herself. At this time, a man came out from behind the big tree with a faint smile on his lips and said, "Junior sister, if you are interested, can you give it a try?"

The woman in green turned her head and saw the man appearing. She sneered and said, "You don't need me yet. The chief of the fourth hole has already gone."

"Tong Fei? He probably can't do it!" the man said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, just take a look and you'll know. Tong Fei is a mortal who can pass five holes."

"Then let's take a look." After the man finished speaking, he raised his head to look at the moon. As he waved his arms, a large portal appeared in the sky. Inside this portal, Feng Jueyu's figure actually appeared.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Feng Jueyu, who was walking slowly in the grass, seemed to sense something, and experienced the small and strange fluctuations. He frowned unconsciously: "Is someone looking at me?" He thought for a while and suddenly grinned: "

Just look at it, you can still see the flowers."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a figure in the air not far away passing through the dense shade of trees, causing fallen leaves to float into the grass. After a while, the figure came from the air, carrying a huge machete behind him, and the crystal light was dazzling.

, like polished jade.

The man was tall and burly, wearing a short blue shirt and a blue crown on his head. This man's head was huge, which made the blue crown look a bit ridiculous, but he didn't care.

The man flew from far away, slowly landed on the ground, and walked among the thorns. He took off the huge jade machete from his back and held it tightly in his right hand. The knife was huge. The man was two meters tall and held the knife with its tip.

It also drags to the ground, making a grinding sound.

After a few breaths, the man came to Feng Jueyu, his eyes widened, he stretched out his left hand and made a "please" gesture and said: "Sidong, Tong Fei, please."

This man's words were extremely straightforward, without a word of nonsense. When Feng Jueyu saw this, he was not ambiguous at the moment, stretched out his right fist across his chest, and the surface of the fist was golden.

"Qixia Lingzhou, Feng Jueyu!"

Tong Fei looked at Feng Jueyu with a calm face and asked, "You don't need a weapon?"

"I will use it when it's time to use it..." Feng Jueyu smiled slightly.

Tong Fei nodded, actually threw the jade sword aside, stretched out a finger and said: "Punch!"

"Can!"

As Feng Jueyu nodded, Tong Fei took a deep breath and strode over. He said he was walking, but Tong Fei's steps were as fast as flying. The flowers and leaves were flying under his feet, and a faint golden light filled the surroundings. But after a while, Tong Fei

A series of afterimages were left behind, and a huge Vajra King Dharma appeared behind him. On the back of the Dharma's head, there was a big golden sun-like talisman flashing.

"Buddhism?" Feng Jueyu was startled.

"That is the past, and it has long since returned to secular life!"

Tong Feisa stepped on like a meteor and arrived in the blink of an eye. Then an old fist struck Feng Jueyu's face brightly. The huge Vajra King Dharma behind him seemed to be alive, and he also stretched out a fist to hit Feng Jueyu from top to bottom.

Jueyu's mind.

Click!

At this moment, Feng Jueyu felt as if there was a giant Buddha hanging above his head, and his majestic appearance formed a huge momentum, pressing hard on him.

The power was like a mountain, like a giant peak, unstoppable. Even Feng Jueyu felt a little bit of stalemate and heaviness, and this Tong Fei was just like Xiaoyun just now, and there was no slight difference in the realm.

But his strength is more than one step ahead of Xiaoyun.

"It's really amazing..."

At this moment, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but admire him or not. He used to think that the inheritance of the great Taoism of the Great World was almost lost, but he didn't expect that there are so many masters in the world. It seems that in a hundred thousand years, many more will be created.

What a strong and indomitable man.

He sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but start to look at it squarely. Facing the huge Vajra King Dharma, he remained calm in the face of danger, raised it in one breath, and the old fist caught up with him.

Buzz!

As the fist light flickered, Feng Jueyu's old fist and Tong Fei's fist collided head-on, and a terrifying momentum spread out, spreading quickly like ripples. Thousands of trees were turned into powder, and the earth was deep.

The rocks collapsed, the rocks cracked, and the momentum brought their bodies down to the ground.

The two men were locked in a fist fight for three breaths. King Vajra Ming's Faxiang remained calm and powerful. The huge pressure was like an overwhelming force, and the earth was shaking. It pressed on Feng Jueyu's body layer by layer. Feng Jueyu's feet were stuck in the soil.

Both of his calves were sunk into the ground, but he was still wild and fearless, and his right arm was stretched straight.

On the surface of the fist light, a terrifying aura is blooming. Feng Jueyu's whole body is like gold and jade, with golden light shining like copper poured into iron, standing erect.

After another three breaths, a terrifying fist force suddenly burst out from Feng Jueyu's body. He didn't drink or shout, and was smiling, but Tong Fei felt that a terrifying fist force was pressing towards King Kong Ming's method.

Come.

This turn of events made Tong Fei a little unbelievable, but before he could think about it carefully, the power of the fists suddenly increased tenfold. A jade plate seemed to be crushed between the two fists, and countless chips flew apart.

Bang!

After another second, Tong Fei flew out upside down and retreated for more than ten feet before he staggered to the ground, while Feng Jueyu did not move at all.

Tong Fei finally stood firm and shouted with shock and anger: "You look down on me?"

Feng Jueyu could still understand such a meaningless sentence. He knew that Tong Fei's Vajra Mingwang Faxiang-blessed boxing technique used the power of divine words, and the spiritual power of the boxing technique could increase its power, and Feng Jueyu could

Yu didn't use the power of divine words at all, so he angered Tong Fei.
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