The cultivation of that water force is indeed not low, when Feng Jue Yu did not return beforehand, the three water power people have already presented their own strength in front of the people in the grand martial arts, these three people, alone against Yu Wenchen, Long Xiaotian, Zhang Yuanze and the like are not afraid, and even with the passage of time, the three of them faintly gained the upper hand, and gradually grasped the situation that the entire southern Zhou realm was about to be destroyed.

With three water warriors and a huge sea beast of the canal, the warriors of the southern Zhou realm were a few points weaker than Wanyue Heavenly Palace in terms of morale, so it was naturally impossible to turn defeat into victory......

But the abrupt palm of this water force once again caused countless exclamations, the momentum of the palm looks mediocre, but in fact the momentum is monstrous, the palm power is to stir up a wave of tide sound, as if the rain curtain fell, in an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the body of the water force seemed to condense a little crystal frost......

This is the power of the divine power of the water system......

Feng Jueyu showed a sudden expression, but he didn't dodge, but still maintained a calm and calm pace, and just like that, Tairuo naturally walked into the rain curtain.

The rain curtain suddenly expanded, and the rain poured out from the sky, and the little dew drops turned into watermark-like palm shadows, slapping towards the wind and feathers.

At the same time that the invisible spiritual magic power turned into a tangible and qualitative rain and dew palm print, it suddenly aroused a cry, you must know that in the battle just now, this water force has never come up with such a miraculous martial art, it turns out that this is all his strength, if the water force just now did it with all his strength, I am afraid that Zhang Yuanze will not be able to support Feng Jue Yu to come back at all.

Looking at the earth-shattering changes, the hearts of the people in the martial arts on the periphery of the grand plan quickly rose to their throats, and Zhang Yuanze, Yu Wenchen and the others all shivered with palpitations, and began to worry about Feng Jueyu.

Zhang Yuanze sucked in the cold air between his teeth and sizzled: "This person's strength is really powerful, Ning Yao has never found these guys?"

Yu Wenchen's tone was obviously worried, and he nodded: "I don't know how much the Wind Saint Emperor is compared to him, I'm afraid that I will not be able to escape death in today's battle, Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do?" As the Holy Emperor of the Spirit Clan, Yu Wenchen suddenly felt that he was very incompetent.

Zhang Yuanze sighed, and said helplessly: "There is no way, I can only wait for the miracle to appear, I hope that the Wind Holy Emperor can turn the tide, otherwise it will ......" Halfway through, Zhang Yuanze sighed heavily, and it can be seen that his expectations for Feng Jueyu are not much higher.

It is conceivable that the last time Feng Jueyu and Zhang Yuanze met, it was not a long time ago, and although the cultivation shown by the former at that time was enough to impress Zhang Yuanze and regarded him as a respectable master with considerable strength, it was far inferior to the cultivation of this water force.

It's only been a few days, and if Feng Jueyu is full of confidence in him because he has created countless miracles, it would be too blind, after all, in such a short period of time, even an immortal can't improve again.

Thinking like this, Zhang Yuanze didn't even dare to face the battle between the two, but unbelievably, in the next moment, everyone once again let out a cry that was even more shocked than seeing the rain curtain.

Listening to the exclamation, Zhang Yuanze raised his head in astonishment, only to see Feng Jueyu stepping into the rain curtain, raising his head and staring at it was not eager, his hands were still behind his back, as if ignoring the dewy watermark palm print, just as the palm print fell, the corners of Feng Jueyu's mouth hooked up a disdainful arc, and a clear sarcastic voice came out of his mouth.

"Ignorant rat generation, you are not worthy of fighting with Ben Gongzi, get out of ......"

During the soft shouting, a surging sound suddenly erupted from Feng Jieyu's mouth, and the sound brought not only a deafening trembling, but also a strong heat wave emanating from his body......

The power of this heat wave far exceeded the palm print of the rain curtain, but in the blink of an eye, the palm print in the sky turned into water vapor, and slowly steamed in the clouds......

The powerful blow brewed by Shui Lishi actually became weak in front of Feng Jueyu, as if he walked into a curtain of palm rain shrouded in spiritual power, but a light autumn rain......

With the rolling heat wave sweeping away, Shui Lishi suddenly felt an extremely terrifying Liliang coming to him, and suddenly, Shui Lishi's eyes were full of fear, everything in front of him seemed to have disappeared, Feng Jueyu and Zhou Nan Wuxiu behind him disappeared at the same time in the next moment.

Instead, there was a boundless white sea of fire, the countless beating flame spirits emitted the energy of burning the sky and boiling the sea, and his weak water spirit magic power was nothing in front of the boundless sea of fire, and it was instantly steamed and boiled, not to mention exerting its due power, even if it was close to the wind and feathers.

"Peng!"

The waves of fire rushed in, and the rain curtain instantly turned into a steaming cloud of smoke, and then was dispersed by the divine power of Feng Jueyu, and Shui Lishi only felt as if his chest had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his internal organs churned violently, and a mouthful of blood could not be suppressed from spurting out of his mouth......

"Poof!"

In the splash of blood, Shui Lishi retreated several feet away, and the situation of victory and defeat was clear......

The cold wind was sent from Nanshan, making the Gongling Peak silent within a radius of thousands of meters......

Watching the defeat of the hydro force, everyone's nerves short-circuited in an instant......

At this moment, allowing that astonishing scene to happen and suddenly time stands still like a freeze-frame, the same thought pops up in everyone's minds: it's terrifying.

Feng Jueyu's strength is simply terrifying.

That Shui Lishi obviously has an extremely strong cultivation, under his almost miraculous strength, even masters like Zhang Yuanze, Yuwen, and Long Xiaotian are not his opponents, but in front of Feng Jueyu, the strength of Shui Lishi's strength that is enough to shake the peripheral martial arts of the grand plan is actually weak like a baby in swaddling clothes, without any threat.

Not only that, Feng Jueyu also used an immovable way to defeat such a perverted master with just one shout, so what level of powerhouse should he be now?

The gaze focused on the body of Feng Jue Yu who was hanging in the sky, people seemed to feel that today's autumn style was cold, and the kind of cultivation that made people look up to the mountains immediately continued to enlarge in their hearts, and under the focus of their eyes, Feng Jue Yu seemed to be incarnated into the evil gods of the world who stood up to the sky and the earth, and it was heavy on people's hearts, and it made people feel suffocated for no reason.

Quiet......

The scene was surprisingly quiet, and even the subtle sound of reptiles passing through the grass could be easily captured.

Seeing this, the faces of the other two water forces changed slightly, perhaps because they had been by Ning Yao's side for a long time without an opponent, and when they saw that their companions were hit hard with a move, they were immediately annoyed, and the two glanced at each other, and suddenly flew out from both sides, and rushed towards Feng Jue Yu in a left and right situation.

At this moment, Wen Songren's gaze suddenly turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Taojiang, Lianshan, Xiuhai, go to ......"

Tao Jiang and the three of them couldn't hold it back for a long time, they had few opponents in the Fire Cultivation Gate, and they often walked around in Dashijie, and finally encountered this kind of evenly matched opponent, and their skills were itchy for a while, and when they heard Wen Songren's drinking order, the three of them flew over with great excitement, and they didn't need Feng Jueyu to do it, Lianshan and Xiuhai stopped the two water forces one by one......

Tao Jiang strode out, waved his fists continuously, and went straight to the water force who was hit hard by Feng Jueyu before like a rushing car, and in the blink of an eye, three pairs of six people fought in one place.

These three pairs of masters have their own merits, similar strength, and it is naturally wonderful to move, but at this time, everyone is only shocked, and no one cares about the victory or defeat between them at all.

Zhou Nanwudao cried with joy when he saw this, and raised the blades in his hands one after another, shouting and cheering......

Wen Songren looked around the audience, and finally fell on the direction of the canal in the distance, and he shouted clearly: "Brother Feng, the beast in the distance is handed over to Wen......"

"There is labor. ”

Feng Jue Feather didn't reply, and replied in a low voice......

Ning Yao's face finally changed, she put away her confident playful expression, and slowly floated up from the top of the mountain, as the hem of her clothes and skirts was windless, a full spiritual power continued to stir up on her body, and the sparkling autumn waves gradually became dry, and the roar from the sea of spiritual magic divine power diffused in a rippling state at the same time, flashing the starter and dazzling blue light......

Like the tide of the sea, the waves are rolling, faintly, people seem to see the waves of the sea quickly emerging from under Ning Yao's lotus feet. Ning Yao walked on the floating waves, her eyes staring at Feng Jueyu tightly, and a long-suppressed hatred arose.

When he was only a few dozen meters away from Feng Jue Yu, Ning Yao's figure paused slightly, and he scolded: "Feng Jue Yu, today this fairy is going to sacrifice your head to the spirit of senior brother in the sky. ”

Feng Jueyu's expression did not change when he heard this, and the same incandescent fire spirit magic power continued to rise on his body, and the fierce fire light wanted to burn the sky through a hole, his eyes were not focused on Ning Yao, but instead looked at every Wanyue Heavenly Palace disciple who came in a big way, to Yin Congfu and Ning Yao, Feng Jueyu's body was full of murderous intent, and a savage aura continued to pour out from his body.

"A hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, today this son will not make the mistakes of the past again, Zhou Nan's disciples listen to the order, all the people in Wanyue Heavenly Palace, not a single one will be left. ”

The words fell, Feng Jueyu didn't stop any longer, his figure disappeared in place, and the next moment, a powerful incandescent fire was like a long rainbow swept straight into the sky, and the person with the rainbow light couldn't even open his eyes, and at the same time, the entire inside and outside of the Bow Spirit Peak was shrouded in the heat wave of monstrous fire energy.

"Whew!"

An ordinary palm stretched out from the incandescent flames, with a breath of destruction and earth-shattering, it suppressed everyone with Ning Yao as the center and a radius of nearly ten meters, this palm used an indiscriminate attack, in the eyes of Feng Jueyu, Ning Yao was certainly the culprit of this trip, but the disciples of Wanyue Heavenly Palace were also accomplices......

In Feng Jueyu's eyes, there is no right or wrong in this shijie, since the people of Wanyue Heavenly Palace want to destroy Zhou Nan and destroy themselves, they must pay the due price.