This is not the first time that the Holy Son has fallen in the Northern Territory.
Jiang Yuan, the holy son of the Zihe clan who died in the hands of Huang Qingyun last time, did not make such a big fuss.
After all, the Zihe clan is just the top sect saint son in the Northern Territory.
And Yanzhuang Yun is the holy son of the Tiandao clan, the most prosperous sect in the Northern Territory, and his status is extraordinary. Since the Tiandao clan is the most prosperous sect, it is naturally impossible for him to swallow this sigh of relief.
The Tiandao clan consists of nine clans, all of which have nine holy sons.
In fact, the nine clan saint sons of the Tiandao clan are equivalent to the top sect saint sons.
The nine saints of the Heavenly Dao Clan, the saint son of the God Refining Sect, Wei Junfeng, the saint son of the Corpse Refining Sect, Luan Tang, the saint son of the Soul Refining Sect, Shen Xinghe... all have some differences in strength and status.
Whether in the Eastern Region of the Demon Realm or in the Northern Region, only the nine saints of the Tiandao clan think that they are the saints of the most prosperous sect, while others think that they are just the saints of the top sect.
"Xiao Junfeng is about to take action!"
Just as the farce in Yuhuatian Palace ended, someone exclaimed.
Everyone looked at the projection screen again and saw Wei Junfeng step by step walking out of the mountain where the Northern Territory warriors were, and came to Lu Qingjun.
"Xiao Junfeng, kill him!" The ancestors and elders of the Yan clan of the great Tiandao clan secretly held their breath in their hearts and cheered for Xiao Junfeng.
All the warriors in Yuhuatian Palace cast their eyes on Xiao Junfeng. Some had strange eyes, some had curiosity on their faces, and some showed awe.
"The Holy Son of the Lian Shen Sect, Wen Junfeng, is known as a peerless talent that is rare to see in the Northern Territory for ten thousand years."
"The outside world has a very high opinion of his strength, but few people have seen Wei Junfeng take action, and they don't know if his strength is so unfathomable."
"No matter what, I can see it this time."
Many ancestors and elders in Yuhuatian Palace are full of expectations for this.
Even Emperor Chu's eyes became serious, and his gaze fell on Xiao Junfeng, exuding a trace of killing intent.
This person may be the number one enemy that Chu will face in the next ten thousand years.
He is the holy son of the Lian Shen Sect, and will be the leader of the Lian Shen Sect in the future, and will become the leader of the warriors in the Northern Territory.
He will also become a major worry for the future Emperor Chu of Chu State.
…
Within the hunting realm.
In the four directions of the Demonic Refining Common People Formation, the southeast, northwest and northwest, warriors from the Western Region and the Southern Region were paying attention to every move in the Demonic Refining Common People Formation.
When they used secret techniques to spy out that Xiao Junfeng was about to take action, everyone couldn't help but become excited.
"The show is about to begin!"
Among the many saints in the Southern Territory, Jiang Yu, the saint son of Shanhai Sect, smiled gracefully.
"It is said that he is very powerful." Tuoba Xin, the Holy Son of the Barbarian Sect, responded with a smile.
"Have any of you ever seen him take action?" Saint Rong Yunxin from the Worm Valley in Southern Xinjiang asked curiously.
"No." Wu Zong's Holy Son Ling Qi showed an evil smile on his lips, "Not only have we never seen him before, but even the warriors in the Northern Territory have a mystery about his strength, but this does not affect his popularity among the many warriors in the Northern Territory at all.
status!”
The saints and saints of the four most prosperous sects in the Southern Territory stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards the Demon Refining Common People Formation with smiles.
This war was undoubtedly a feast of gluttony for bystanders who had no interest in it.
The happiest ones are the warriors from the Western Regions.
There are constant battles in the Western Regions, and fighting is a common practice.
If there are still some exchanges of interest between the Southern Region and the Northern Region, then the Western Region is a complete spectator.
Luo Qiu, the holy son of the Flying Sword Demon Sect, Lu Heng, the holy son of the Demon Puppet Sect, Shangguan Xiu, the prince of the Shahai Dragon Kingdom, and Wu Fengjun, the prince of the Five Elements Kingdom who had already split, are all paying close attention to this battle!
…
Inside the Demon Refining Common People Formation.
Step by step, Xiao Junfeng walked out from the mountain peak where the Northern Territory warriors were, and came a hundred meters away from Lu Qingjun.
He still maintained a calm expression, and it seemed that the faint smile at the corner of his mouth would never disappear.
"Please, Holy Son Lu Qingjun!"
After Xiao Junfeng stood still, he smiled at Lu Qingjun and said.
Lu Qingjun's expression became particularly solemn. He sensed that Xiao Junfeng's aura was unusual, far superior to all the opponents he had encountered before.
It even gave Lu Qingjun the feeling he had when facing Lin Bai, unfathomable, like the boundless starry sky or the bottomless abyss. He was as unpredictable as the wind between heaven and earth.
Can't see through.
Lu Qingjun said nothing and stared at Xiao Junfeng for a long time. Thoughts surged in his heart and mind, and plans began to appear in his mind one after another.
"Using ordinary means to deal with him probably won't be of much use."
"Why not just use the Qiankun Sword Box to catch him by surprise!"
After some thought, Lu Qingjun decided to give up other attack methods and directly use the Qiankun Sword Box.
When you are careless and underestimate the enemy, there may be unexpected effects.
After paying attention, Lu Qingjun suddenly slapped the Qiankun Sword Box. The wooden board on the left side of the sword box trembled again and moved to the left, revealing the scabbard of the Immortal Slayer Sword.
A buzzing sound.
The Immortal Killing Sword rushed out of the sword box and headed towards Wei Junfeng.
In an instant, the Immortal Killing Sword burst out with extremely terrifying power, cutting through the space and piercing straight into Jun Feng's eyebrows.
This menacing sword made everyone stunned.
The power Lu Qingjun exerted this time was far stronger than when he faced Yanzhuang Yun just now, and the speed of the Immortal Sword was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.
But even when this lightning-fast sword struck in front of Xu Junfeng, Xu Junfeng still refused to dodge, and the smile on his lips did not disappear, but his eyes were filled with unprecedented light and sharpness.
when……
The Immortal Killing Sword struck in front of Xu Junfeng. He smiled slightly, slowly raised his right hand and grabbed it in front of him, grabbing the Immortal Killing Sword that broke through the void in his hand.
"What!"
When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but exclaimed.
The warriors from the Northern Territory were shocked, and the warriors from the Eastern Territory were dumbfounded.
Even Lu Qingjun himself didn't expect that Wei Junfeng could actually grab the Immortal Slayer Sword with his bare hands?
The Immortal Killing Sword began to beat violently in the palm of Xiao Junfeng's right hand, and bursts of sword intent and power burst out, causing the surrounding space to continuously collapse.
But holding the current Ming Junfeng, he behaved extremely calmly and calmly.
No matter how sharp the Immortal Killing Sword is, it can't hurt Xiao Junfeng's fur.
"This is impossible!" Lu Qingjun was stunned. This was something that had never happened to him since he took control of the Qiankun Sword Box.
"Good sword." Xiao Junfeng held the Immortal Killing Sword. No matter how hard the Immortal Killing Sword struggled, it could not escape from his palm.
He even raised the Immortal Killing Sword and looked at it carefully in front of him, "Such achievements in forging swords are rare in the entire history of the demon world!"
“I really don’t know which senior forged such an extraordinary sword!”
Xiao Junfeng looked at the Immortal Killing Sword and couldn't help but praise it. Then, he released his palm and released the Immortal Killing Sword to get out of trouble. At the same time, he smiled at Lu Qingjun and said: "Brother Lu, just one sword is not enough."
To deal with me."
"I heard that there are seven swords in the Qiankun Sword Box, why not send them all out!"