The Nine Lotus Sword Qi came out of the body, blood sprayed out, and a second-turn godman came to an end.

With just one move, the body-protecting talisman of the second-turn godman was defeated, and at the same time, it penetrated the body of the second-turn godman and took away his life.

Feng Jueyu's powerful methods immediately made the Jinzhou gods who came like a tide change their colors in shock.

At present, no one knows Feng Jueyu's identity. They only think that he is a bandit who sneaked into Jinzhongjun's palace, but this method is too unusual.

With just one move, he easily defeated a second-turn divine being. Who could stop him?

In shock, Feng Jueyu used his extreme wind-chasing magic and flew more than a hundred feet above the crowd's heads. He jumped under the wall of the palace and fled away.

There were no less than a hundred people chasing and blocking the little god in the palace courtyard. They watched helplessly as he escaped, unable to do anything.

After a few breaths, someone reacted and became furious.

"Quick, don't let him run away. If your Majesty knows that we can't stop this person, we will definitely skin and cramp everyone."

"That's right, we have to stop people even if they die."

"Chase!"

While in prison, the Jinzhou monks could not watch him escape, so a large number of people gathered and climbed over the wall to chase him.

Not long after, a figure came through the air and stood on the wall.

"Asshole, the Jinzhou Palace is a secret place in my capital. You actually let the thieves escape. You are extremely incompetent."

The visitor let out a low roar and started chasing after him at a speed far exceeding everyone else's.

"Witch God, route..."

At the same time, Feng Jueyu, who was already running and sweating profusely, was extremely worried.

After coming out of Jinshu Palace, he ran wildly along the route searched by the Witch God.

Although he has been cultivating day and night in the Tiandaozhu for these years, under such a heavy siege, it is also quite draining of physical energy.

The true divine power is consumed rapidly, giving the body a faint feeling of fatigue.

The most critical thing is the mental pressure, which makes people feel extremely nervous all the time.

If you want to escape and ascend to heaven, the first step is to leave Jin Zhongjun's palace. As long as you escape to the street and take cover from the bustling crowd, it is really possible to escape.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, a divine man in white robes and silver armor descended from the sky.

He came from a high tower on the opposite side. Although he could not fly in the air, this man was walking on the ground with a spear. After a few ups and downs, he happened to appear in Feng Jueyu's path.

"A bold thief will be captured without hesitation..."

The god-man in white robes and silver armor let out a low roar, and an overwhelming momentum rolled in like a torrent. This majestic momentum made it difficult for all the little gods and gods to breathe.

In particular, Feng Jueyu felt the strongest feeling, as if a huge mountain was pressing on his heart, and his energy and blood were rushing through his body.

"Third Transformation Divine Man!"

Feng Jueyu raised his head, and a beam of heavenly eye spiritual light shot out from the center of his eyebrows. The light swept across the body of the god, and he could see the state of this person.

"Here comes the troublesome guy...the Witch God..."

Feng Jueyu frowned slightly, his current strength could completely crush the second-turn god.

But if you face a third-turn god, you don't know what your chances of winning are.

Although he was confident that the third-turn godman could not stop him, after all, this was what he had learned in his heart after practicing for thousands of years, but he had zero actual fighting experience.

What's more, the other party will definitely have a powerful artifact...

In this case, you need to cooperate with the Witch God.

After a roar, the witch god in the air immediately transformed into a crumpled blood-red flesh sword and flew into Feng Jueyu's palm.

"Your Majesty, I will cast the Wu Nan Curse in the Wu Cauldron Technique. You can use the sword as you like."

The Wunan Curse can make the fetal organ increase its toughness and sharpness after transformation, just like the transformation of an artifact.

Feng Jueyu held the sword in his hand and didn't talk nonsense to the opponent at all. He only shouted: "Get away", followed by a billowing sword energy.

The blazing white electric light and the golden light echoed each other, and seven sword energies roared towards the third-turn godman.

"Twenty kinds of principles?"

The third-level god shook his spear and was about to attack when he suddenly realized that the sword energy roaring from the opposite side was like a stormy sea crashing on the shore.

The momentum was simply unparalleled.

"What a powerful guy. He can actually condense a mere sword technique into twenty kinds of principles?"

The third-turn god's pupils were dilating, and then he swung his spear, silver frost was like snow, and pieces of cold crystals condensed around the gun body.

There were also twenty rays of golden light whirling around like meteors.

The cold snow was swaying, and the cold wind suddenly blew up. The ground under the feet of the Three-Turn God Man seemed to be frozen by the cold winter, rapidly spreading to the periphery at a speed visible to the naked eye, endlessly.

Obviously, this person is good at the water element and is proficient in ice-cold spear skills.

"I am Jingkun, the capital king of Jinzhou... accept the move..."

Wang Jingkun is one of the seven masters under Jin Zhongjun, and his cultivation level is no worse than Lengquan of Tianying City.

Wang Jingkun let out a loud roar, swung his spear like a dragon, and flew straight towards the sword energy stabbed by Feng Jueyu, whizzing away.

"boom!"

The two stunts collided together after a moment. They were also condensed with twenty kinds of Tao, and their power was almost incomparably different.

But compared to the strength and toughness, the spear is obviously slightly better.

As the sound of gold and iron clashed one after another, Feng Jueyu's sword energy was blown away six times, but the momentum of the spear also dropped crazily.

At this moment, the last sword energy was filled with blood and red, stabbing like a ghost, pointing directly at Wang Jingkun's throat.

Wang Jingkun did not expect that his spear technique did not block the opponent's sword energy, and the last sword energy actually became a trump card that threatened him.

With his eyes widened, Wang Jingkun flew out and backed away at full speed. At the same time, he flicked his thumb, and from a precious ring on his finger, an ice shield half a foot thick appeared across his chest.

"Keng!"

A muffled sound shook everyone present and took a step back. Many of the weaker gods had their eardrums buzzing from the shock. They subconsciously threw away the weapons in their hands and covered their ears.

Those who were weaker would simply bleed from their ears, causing indelible internal injuries.

However, the ice shield's defense was indeed astonishing. Feng Jueyu's twenty-sword attack with all his strength did not break the ice shield, which made him take a breath of cold air.

But at this time, he didn't have time to be shocked. Seeing Wang Jingkun retreating, he suddenly changed direction, jumped up, flew up the palace wall, and jumped into the palace road outside.

Beyond the palace road is a large forest of bluestone pagodas, each of which is surrounded by a hazy yellow light.

"Boundary!"

"Your Majesty, the tower forest here is the last barrier to Jinzhongjun's palace. If you rush out, you will reach the capital of Jinzhou. Once outside, you can escape and ascend to heaven." The Witch God shouted excitedly.

Feng Jueyu's grasp of direction is unparalleled. When the Witch God explored the way, he had already learned the general layout and orientation of the Jinzhou Palace from the Witch God.

But one thing is that there is no one in the tower forest here, and the distribution of source energy around it is extremely weird. Apparently there is an unknown formation shrouding it.

Once inside, I don't know if I can escape smoothly.

As Feng Jueyu ran, he turned around anxiously and glanced at the situation behind him.

He saw countless little gods and gods rushing towards him. At the same time, countless magic symbols and remnants of treasures were also whizzing and flying in the air.

It's as daunting as a plague of locusts.

"No matter what, just rush in and talk later."

Feng Jueyu cast a spell to sacrifice the purple air bell, and the thick purple mist suddenly spread, covering the entire five-foot radius around him in just a moment.

Under the cover of the purple mist, Feng Jueyu jumped into the tower forest and ran at full speed.

"He has entered Qingjian Tower Forest, rush over to me."

Wang Jingkun, who had just intercepted Feng Jueyu, and another third-level divine man who had just been chasing behind him, ran over.

At the same time that the two of them landed, there were two third-level gods following them on the left and right sides.

"Wang Jingkun, where is the thief?"

"Enter Qingjian Tower Forest..."

"What? The Qingjian Tower is the last line of defense behind the Jinzhou Palace. How can you let him enter the Tower?"

"Hurry up and open the barrier to stop him. If he escapes, everyone will be blamed."

After seeing this, several Level 3 gods rushed into the Qingjian Tower Forest with raging fury.

They are members of Jin Zhongjun, and they are some of the top protectors. They all have body protection treasures given by Jinzhong Jun himself, so they are not affected by Qingjian Tower Forest.

At the same time, Feng Jueyu had already jumped into the tower forest, and without stopping, he rushed towards the outside of the palace wall.

But as soon as he ran less than a hundred meters, the stone towers in front, back, left, and right began to tremble, and there was a buzzing sound, which made him have tinnitus.

The buzzing sound produced by this tremor is so penetrating that it is impossible not to listen.

After a few breaths, Feng Jueyu felt top-heavy and his speed slowed down significantly.
To be continued...