However, it is not purple flame, black flame, and it is not a Qingyan level martial art. So what is the origin of this martial art?

Halfway up the Wanyue Mountains, the atmosphere was extremely solemn. Dozens of experts came to see the astonishing explosion again, and everyone froze.

It's not scary to look down on a weak warrior. What's scary is that this person can still create miracles one after another after being underestimated over and over again. That's unacceptable.

The current situation is exactly like this. Feng Jueyu, a little-known boy who has no ability to attract attention except for his identity as a great leader, is now creating miracles in front of everyone.

On the mountainside from Zhankong Hall to Wanyue Heavenly Palace, the distance is not far but not close either. Under the continuous pursuit of two masters of the sixth level of Shengdan, they forced themselves to widen the distance again and again. This method is not shocking.

OK?

Xiang Donghe's old face was extremely green. Over the years, Wanyue Tiangong has never suffered such a huge humiliation. Countless masters from Wanyue Tiangong actually watched a person in the Shengdan realm escape from the Zhankong Hall in front of masters from all races.

When we reached the mountainside of the Wanyue Mountains, we were so embarrassed.

"What are you still looking at? Catch him."

Xiang Donghe, who relied on his superior force, did not want to take action himself, but if Feng Jueyu was allowed to escape again, there would be no room for Wanyue Tiangong's face.

At the command, all the disciples of Wanyue Tiangong, except for the two supreme elders, rose into the sky one after another, their clothes fluttering across the sky, and the sound of breaking wind was like the sound of thunder.

As many as twenty experts all rushed away and rushed towards the center of the explosion.

Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu were once again sent flying backwards by Guizhen's explosion, but this time, the two of them used their deep inner strength to hold on and did not fly too far. Unfortunately, when they caught up,

Feng Jueyu disappeared again.

To be precise, he didn't disappear, but escaped a hundred feet away in an instant. How he escaped is still a mystery...

"Asshole! Chase..."

Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu were so angry that they went crazy, their inner breaths whirled wildly, they took off the wind with their feet, and flew in quickly...

As a result, a terrifying pursuit and escape battle took place along the route from Wanyue Tiangong to the foot of Wanyue Mountain and then to Wanyue Ancient City.

This is how the strange scene happened. In the crowded ancient city of Wanyue, there was an endless stream of people. It was originally a very ordinary day, but who would have thought that a thunderous roar on the top of Wanyue Tiangong Mountain shocked the world and everyone.

Looking up, I saw first a stream of light falling rapidly. It was an inhuman guy, covered in gray as if made of stone.

This man ran towards the outside of the city without looking back.

This is nothing. Then, another figure approaches quickly. This person's speed is not slower than the previous one. His body is full of true energy, which is as dazzling as the rising sun. The energy all over his body is sharp and evil. Wherever he passes, no matter where he passes,

Both buildings and people were swayed by the wind, and its true energy was so powerful that it left a deep trench on the surface high above its feet.

These are the first two. After the second person, two faces that are extremely familiar to the world appear. Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu of their three clans are the two principals of Wanyue Tiangong. Everyone recognizes them.

Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu, their cultivation is so high that they are now the role models in Wanyue Heavenly Palace. Not counting the heads and elders of the twelve royal families, they are both top-notch masters.

But now, these two people were in a state of disarray. They were chasing the two men who came earlier. Their clothes were in a mess, their clothes were torn into pieces, and their hair was dancing wildly, like two ferocious demons.

Afterwards, there were masters whose names could not be named one after another, following Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu. Their eyes were full of shock, doubt, and expectation. Everyone had their own expressions, but the only thing that was the same.

, only they have the same target, they are all looking at the second warrior at the front.

"What is this for?"

"I don't know, is someone coming to Wanyue Mountain to cause trouble?"

"No way, who is so bold?"

"Look at those two guys in front of me."

"You are too courageous, but that man is so powerful. Master Chen and Master Zhao can't catch him even if they work together. Who is he?"

"Why do I think that person looks a bit like the Hongtuzhao in the recent rumors?"

"No way……"

There were bursts of discussion in the ancient city. Although there were many doubts, no one dared to step forward to stop them. They even saw countless masters killing themselves from the mountain. People who didn't know what they were doing showed frightened eyes, almost subconsciously.

Start to retreat into the distance.

And just after the people dispersed, terrifying roars like firecrackers exploded on the streets leading directly outside the Wanyue Ancient City...

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The roar was deafening, as if the earth was shattering. The location of the roar was exactly where the second person running in front was. Whenever it passed by, big explosions with a radius of tens of meters would appear every once in a while, and then that

Everything within the explosion range was blown into powder, and the strange foreign spaces seemed to be connected in a straight line, leading directly to the outside of the city.

The disciples of the Tiangong sect are not clear about this. They have always been in charge. What the elders say is what. They don’t care whether Feng Jueyu is Feng Jueyu or why they want to intercept him. As a result, there are not a few disciples who come to besiege him along the way.

, but unfortunately they were no match for Feng Jueyu, and Feng Jueyu didn't even think of killing them. All the disciples were innocently hit by the Guizhen explosion and were unfortunately blown to pieces, with blood flowing everywhere.

No wonder Feng Jueyu didn't let them know what was going on and pounced on them without seeing clearly. They fought all the way to the gate of Wanyue Ancient City. The streets were littered with messes. After hearing the news, the disciples of the Tiangong Sect came to intercept them.

There were countless casualties, and the streets and alleys were full of mutilated corpses filled with the smell of blood.

Starting from the foot of Wanyue Mountain, blood flowed across the ground, converging into a river of bright red blood, extending all the way to the city gate.

When they arrived in front of the city gate, the masters from all races and the crowd who followed Wanyue Tiangong were all stunned.

How can anyone escape like this?

Is this escape still a massacre?

A shocking thought came to everyone's mind: Is that kid running wildly a human or a ghost? Even those guys from the underworld who kill without blinking an eye and use other people's souls as puppets are not so cruel, right?

"Oh, Xiang Donghe suffered a big loss this time. In one stick of incense, Wanyue Tiangong lost at least hundreds of good players. In the past ten years, Wanyue Tiangong has probably never been in such a mess." Ren Hong smiled a little.

Stiffness, this is not that he is taking pleasure in others' misfortune, but it is a feeling that he wants to laugh but can't.

Everyone felt the same way. Just imagine if this kind of scene appeared in any martial arts holy land, no one would be able to laugh. After all, what happened along the way was too bloody.

It's just that bloody is bloody, but who can be blamed for all this?

Obviously, the reason why this bloody scene happened was entirely because of Xiang Donghe. If he hadn't insisted on leaving Feng Jueyu behind, how could such a scene have happened?

It has to be said that Xiang Donghe is asking for trouble this time.

The masters from the royal families looked at Xiang Donghe in the sky with pity on their faces, and thought helplessly.

Wu Qingqiu, Feng Bo, and Huang Tianjue, who followed closely behind, watched the whole process. Now they couldn't calm down even if they wanted to. There was no way, who made Xiang Donghe provoke Feng Jue?

Yu, and Wu Qingqiu and Feng Bo had just gained a new understanding of this guy who had always been obedient.

This is a guy who absolutely refuses to suffer. He is like a sharp knife. If you plan to control him well, you must be prepared to be hurt by him at any time.

This is it now. Xiang Donghe tried to control Feng Jueyu. Regardless of the reason, first he was injured by Feng Jueyu's sharp knife.

And it was seriously injured...

There are thousands of Wanyue Tiangong disciples, the total number of private troops is tens of thousands, and the masters are countless. Unfortunately, after this battle, Feng Jueyu alone killed hundreds of them, and they were all Shenwu and Ningzhen.

For a master of this level, even a martial arts holy place like Wanyue Tiangong might not be able to bear such a loss.

"Feng Jueyu..."

Standing high in the sky, Xiang Donghe's face turned blue with anger. Obviously, he had not expected this situation. If Fan had thought carefully before, Xiang Donghe would not have been so hasty and forced Feng Jueyu to stay.

, even he would not just ask Chen Qiudi and Zhao Jingmu to take action. If he did it himself, could he still be allowed to run to the gate of Wanyue City?

Now Feng Jueyu had already reached the city gate. After excluding him and the two supreme elders, Elder Hua, who was at the seventh level of Shengdan, also took action, but in the end he still failed to stop Feng Jueyu.

Looking at Feng Jueyu, the method he used was actually very rogue. There was only one move from beginning to end, and this move was used back and forth, hurting both himself and the enemy. He made it clear that he planned to fight hard and did not want to stay in Wanyue Heavenly Palace.

Seeing this, Xiang Donghe was furious. Seeing that Feng Jueyu and Shi Jingkuan were about to escape, he knew that he could not wait any longer. If he lost hundreds of good players and still couldn't keep Feng Jueyu, Wanyue Tiangong

Not only will they lose face, but they will also lose their dignity among the various races.

In shock and anger, Xiang Donghe's old eyes narrowed sharply, and two cruel cold lights shot out from the depths of his pupils. He was not afraid of being laughed at, and his shoulders swayed, and there was a whooshing sound, like a branch leaving a string.

Arrows shot at the city gates...

"Die!"

The surging true energy was like the tide of the sea, rolling in in waves. Xiang Donghe was the master of Lingxu. He casually slapped it with a palm. Before the palm print appeared, the city wall collapsed, and large pieces of the city wall were scattered.

, a palm print nearly ten feet in size tightly enveloped Feng Jueyu.

The sudden change made Feng Jueyu feel like he was falling into an endless hell. The terrifying true energy was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. He had no choice but to close his eyes and wait for death.

At this critical moment, a low roar suddenly came from behind him. Feng Jueyu turned around in surprise, and saw Shi Jingkuan suddenly turned into a hundred-foot stone giant, and jumped angrily in front of Feng Jueyu: "

Dear brother, let’s go…”

"No!"

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Chapter completed!