However, when the situation happened to this point, as a disciple of the world, even if he didn't want to create any trouble, he would have to create any trouble.

Seeing Liang Zongyue of Taiyi Sect walking towards him with his palms ready to go, his arrogant eyes showed contempt, and the corners of his slightly plush bearded raised arrogantly, Feng Jueyu knew that he could not avoid it no matter what.

"Silly boy, what else can I see? Opportunities are in front of you. Don't you try hard to fight for them?"

Wei Yuanfu De snorted respectfully, his eyes full of "encouragement".

Feng Jueyu glanced at the old man who was like the Taoist bones and fairy wind with his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

No matter how blind he is, it is not difficult to see that Wei Yuanfu did not help him obtain luck.

This old man is watching the Fengqing Alliance, the Jiulu Alliance and the Taiyi Sect join forces. He is afraid that he can't beat it, so he speaks with bad rules and wants to help Tianxiaxiao to get the blood clot beads through himself.

I guess if I defeated it, it won’t take long to hand over the blood clot beads.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu couldn't help but feel a bad idea in his heart. This old guy insisted on fighting for the Fufeng Blood Closure Bead for me. What if I really refused to have it? What would he think?

This thought flashed through my heart, Feng Jueyu took a step forward, and when he reached out, he had to put away the Fufeng Blood Closure Bead first.

But at this moment, a figure faster than him flashed past him, taking the lead and grabbing the Fufeng Blood Clotting Bead.

"You have to fight with all your strength, I will save the blood clot beads for you first."

The person who took action was Wen Peng!

Feng Jueyu looked at Wen Peng with a long look, thinking that in this world, Xiaowei, Wen Liangshi has no good cake, and they all want to use themselves.kΑnＳhúwu.ξà

Seeing that he didn't respond, Su Yuanjun walked over and pushed Feng Jueyu from behind and said, "What are you looking for? What a great opportunity, we can't even look forward to it. You guys are not cheap."

Su Yuanjun's words were extremely jealous and his tone was full of jealousy.

"You might as well go quickly. Two elders support you. What's the terrible thing about you? If you dare to embarrass the Su family, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Su Yuanjun's eyes were gloomy and he was not kind.

The eight-turn lower state is the eight-turn upper state, and you can also know who is higher and lower when you use your butt.

The Taiyi Sect dared to continue this time because it was simply because it felt easy to bully him.

However, Wei Yuan's mansion was not that stupid. Seeing that Feng Jueyu was a little hesitant, he immediately said to the people of Taiyi Sect: "It is understandable to compete for opportunities through his own abilities. It is just that fellow Taoist Lanzhi, your sect sends an eight-turn upper realm to deal with a disciple of the eight-turn lower realm. Isn't it a bit unruly?"

Lan Zhi's beautiful eyes glanced at Feng Jueyu with extreme contempt and said coldly: "If you Tianxiaxiao is afraid, at least you can let Liang Zongyue down from his cultivation and fight him fairly."

If the rules of the God Realm are used to resolve the situation peacefully in a contested manner, they must be fair and strict.

If one side has extremely high strength, it is reasonable to have to downgrade oneself and fight to a fair battle.

But even if the strong side reduces their cultivation level, it is easier to gain an advantage than the weak side.

There is no reason. After all, the cultivation level exceeds the opponent, and the ultimate truths you have learned are naturally much more than those you have.

Liang Zongyue also didn't take Feng Jueyu seriously and said in a deep voice: "Have you reduced your cultivation level by yourself? Yes, I can use the strength of the eighth turn of the lower realm to beat him all over the ground."

boom!

Liang Zongyue said, his arms stretched and opened, and a rampant aura like a torrent of turbulence instantly restrained most of the time.

This made everyone feel that his strength was reduced from the eighth turn upper realm to the eighth turn lower realm.

He has suppressed two small realms in a row.

Su Yuanjun had already been disgusted with Feng Jueyu forcibly occupying a place for the Su clan. Now the pie in the world hit Feng Jueyu's head again, which made him feel even more like cooking oil.

The most ridiculous thing about marching is that for the sake of the blood clot, even Wei Yuanfu and Wen Peng stood up to support Feng Jueyu. How could this kid be so lucky?

Although, in the end, the blood-clotting pearl Feng Jueyu would definitely not be able to take it away, why did this kind of thing that was so popular on his head?

When Su Yuanjun thought of this, he became even more disliked by Feng Jueyu, so he wanted to lose Feng Jueyu: "Tsk, your luck is really good. Now, it's good, fair showdown, don't lose, otherwise it's a second to embarrassment. If you lose the blood clot, be careful that the elders will punish you." wǎp.kāΝsＨμ5.net

"Of course, don't think you won, the beads are yours. This is the thing in the world, and you can't take it away."

"If you are sensible, just fight hard. Maybe you can make a contribution. After finding the divine materials, you can still share with you. Do you understand?"

Su Yuanjun was almost scolded with the tone of being an elder in his family.

This bastard deserves a beating... Feng Jueyu looked at Su Yuanjun, and his thoughts, who had not intended to pay attention, changed a little, and he wanted to slap Su Yuanjun in both mouths.

His eyes fell on Liang Zongyue again. Feng Jueyu knew that he could not escape this time no matter what, so he walked forward quietly.

Hula!

Seeing Feng Jueyu faced the battle, the disciples of the four major forces quickly retreated to the periphery, leaving a piece of open space for two to fight.

Su Mengsha looked at Feng Jueyu with complicated eyes, and she was nervous inside.

She never dreamed that Feng Jueyu would be noticed by Wei Yuanfu because of this.

Compared to whom the blood clot beads fell, she was more worried that Wei Yuan's mansion would find that Feng Jueyu was not a member of the Su family.

"Amitabha, what kind of great virtue does this donor Liang lack? How dare you challenge fellow Taoist Feng?"

When Juexin saw that Feng Jueyu was forced to fight with a god in the eight-turn realm, he immediately felt compassionate.

Of course, he said this specifically to Shenbu, and he was not familiar with the others at all.

But Shen Bu ignored him at all. All his attention was attracted by the dead Fufeng white python, and he didn't care about the outcome of Feng Jueyu and Taiyi Sect's sect.

In the middle of the open space, Feng Jueyu bowed his fists and politely reported the name: "Chen Luo, offended."

After saying that, he stood up like a sword and slowly activated the power of Dongyu.

"Of course? Do you think it's worthy?"

Liang Zongyue was not as easy-going as Feng Jueyu. His eyes were filled with contempt for Feng Jueyu. Liang Zongyue curled his lips and said in a lesson: "Boy, you are lucky, but in the divine world, you can't get the chance by luck alone. This time you are unlucky. If you meet me Liang Zongyue, you will lose the blood clot bead to me later. When you go back, you will be scolded by the sect. Don't blame me."

“Where, no.”

Feng Jueyu listened to the other party's noise and replied perfunctorily.

But Liang Zongyue did not realize that there was perfunctory intention in this sentence, and thought that Feng Jueyu had no confidence, so he said these plain and uncontestable words.

So he looked down on Feng Jueyu even more, and suddenly raised his momentum and officially launched an attack on Feng Jueyu.

"It only takes one move to defeat you. You'd better take my sword with your heart."

Swish!

With the momentum, Liang Zongyue had a domineering sword intent that was revealed. In an instant, the sky at the foot of the mountain became gloomy and depressing, as if it had fallen into the darkness in an instant.

At this time, a sword light lit up, illuminating the universe of the world, just like the sun rising, with thousands of lights.

The sword intent was so straight that it was just like the sun suddenly rose before dawn, bringing light to the heaven and earth in an instant.

As the sword was sacrificed, a ten-foot-meter-long land centered on Liang Zongyue fell, as if it had been melted by the sword light, and a circular pit appeared.

Liang Zongyue, who was in the middle of the pit, turned into a sword with his body, and was like a yang god coming, and was arrogant.

"Lanyang Tianjian Art! The leader of the three major swords of Taiyi Sect, the boy from Tianxiaxiao, is enough to make you feel honored to see this sword."

"I advise you not to take it head-on, haha."

After saying that, Liang Zongyue was proud and proud, and his huge sword energy rushed towards Feng Jueyu like a boat.

"Lanyang Tian Sword Art, I didn't expect that this little eight-turn god man was actually a true disciple of Taiyi Sect Sword Hall?"

The Taiyi Sect has many secrets that are not passed on, and only passed on to true disciples. The Lanyang Tian Sword Technique is one of them.

This sword intent is included in the ten major sword sciences in Xiyingzhou, and it is extremely famous.

Seeing Liang Zongyue using the Lanyang Tian Sword Technique, Wei Yuanfu, Wen Peng and Su Mengsha's faces became much more serious.

I thought that the Taiyi Sect came from all the less important disciples in the sect, but never thought that such a true master was sent to the place. Is Taiyi Sect crazy? Is it because I am afraid that like the masters of major forces in the past, they will never return as soon as they enter the Tao?

People in the world were exclaiming exclamations and looked at Feng Jueyu with some pity.

In their opinion, Feng Jueyu is a god-like man of the eight-turn lower realm. Among all those who are exploring the Tao, his strength is the weakest.

How can I block the Lanyang Tian Sword Technique?

Even the real person Lan Zhi shook his head and murmured: "Zong Yue has made some big fuss."

This is a cruel despise.

I felt that Feng Jueyu could not take the sword at all.

At this time, all eyes were focused on Feng Jueyu.

The wind was howling and the sword was full of intent. I felt the attack of the Lanyang Tian Sword Technique up close, but Feng Jueyu had no reaction at all.

Not to mention the power of this sword intent, he would not be interested in judging from the skills of the person who performs this technique.

Boom! Boom!

The sword energy was pressing down layer by layer, and the ground in front of Feng Jueyu kept falling and melted by the sword intent.

Just as the sword energy was about to arrive in front of him, Feng Jueyu raised his punch lightly and slowly hit the sword forward.

Since his practice, he has disdained to be serious with a god in the eight-turn state.

Not to mention sword intent, even if you use a little magical power, you will be embarrassed.

boom!

The fist was ordinary and hit the tip of the sword. When everyone thought that Feng Jueyu would be torn to pieces by this sword, the sword intent seemed to have encountered the hardest iron stone in the world. After a crisp sound, it instantly fell apart.
To be continued...