In the sky, it was a thunder-like loud voice that suddenly broke into the main battlefield of the three major shili confrontations on the Bow Spirit Peak, this sound was loud, and the thunder on the nine heavens of the victory suddenly appeared, so that the shouting and killing sounds within a radius of the Bow Spirit Peak were all eliminated......

The battle lasted for half an hour, and it was an overload of pressure on the warriors of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, Zhou Nanjing, and even the Sea Clan. Zhou Nan Wuxiu, who is still nine deaths, at this moment, everyone is red-eyed, and this sudden loud shout just appeared at this juncture, just like a slap in the head, which frightened tens of thousands of martial artists, and at the same time made them wake up from this crazy behavior.

When the aftermath did not dissipate and the sound of killing stopped abruptly, people looked at the mountains and the bottom of the abyss, like the corpses of the mountains, and even they themselves were startled.

In this battle, no less than thousands of warriors died......

If it weren't for this shout, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before the blood of the dead martial artists alone would be enough to stain the entire Bow Spirit Peak......

The war came to an end for the time being, and then people felt the exhaustion of their bodies and the loss of their true qi, sweating and panting like oxen, each examining their injuries, all of them with different injuries of different sizes.

On the side of Zhou Nanjing, Zhang Yuanze, Yu Wenchen, Long Xiaotian, Long Yan, Luo Ji, Remnant Yang, Du Xue, and Xu Ningzhong were all exhausted, and even they didn't know that they had survived the battle just now by relying on their own willpower, and it almost had nothing to do with Zhenyuan and Xuangong martial arts.

When the battle stopped, everyone stepped back one after another, and sat down on the ground without delay, trying to maintain communication with the aura of heaven and earth, making up for the lack of a large loss of true yuan......

This battle is quite exhausting for everyone, and the appearance of Ning Yao has completely raised the contradiction between the two major shili to an undying height, and the two shili of Wanyue Heavenly Palace and Zhou Nanjing seem to exist only one on the periphery of the grand plan, with you and without me.

And in the Wanyue Heavenly Palace camp, the blue-shirted wrestlers and Yin Congfu brought by the three Ning Yao were also a little tired, even if their strength was a few points stronger than that of the masters of Zhou Nan's side, and they were not as tired as Zhang Yuanze and others, they still inevitably had to take a break......

Of course, while the two armies were separated from each other, people still turned their puzzled eyes to the direction where the voice came from, after all, the cry was filled with a heart-palpitating madness and murderous energy, even the three water forces brought by Ning Yao subconsciously raised their heads, and clearly felt the anger that permeated the person who came and was almost on the verge of collapse.

"The wind is overwhelming. ”

Yin Congfu raised his head suddenly, and under the bright sky, the white shirt was suddenly unusually dazzling, and the ten thousand rays of light showed a vendetta that had not been seen for more than a year.

Black hair, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, white robe......

Who else could it be if it wasn't Feng Jueyu?

At the same time as Feng Jue Yu appeared, the main battlefield of the entire Bow Spirit Peak fell into an unprecedented dead silence, and when the martial cultivators of the Southern Zhou Realm saw their Holy Emperor return to the clan land, the confidence that had repeatedly sunk to the bottom of the valley since Ning Yao's arrival was uncontrollably re-ignited.

This kind of trust from the heart, to put it mildly, Zhou Nanjing stood on the top of the pyramid of the outer martial arts from the chaotic place outside the border overnight, and Feng Jueyu contributed a lot, and it was precisely because of his existence that the martial arts of Zhou Nanjing became the object of everyone's talk and even admiration.

Although it is said that the development time of Zhou Nanjing is not long, when it comes to the fame of the grand martial arts, it is no worse than those martial arts holy places that have developed for more than 2,000 years.

Everything here is caused by the wind and feathers alone.

It can be said that the three words Feng Jueyu not only represent a person's name, but he even represents the soul of the entire Zhou Nan Martial Dao.

Without Feng Jueyu in the southern realm of Zhou, even if they are united, they are still a small shili, but as long as he appears, even if it is a behemoth like Wanyue Heavenly Palace, it will not be able to shake their confidence.

Feng Jue Yu, like a spell full of magic power, has been firmly imprinted in the hearts of everyone in Zhou Nan Martial Dao.

It was because after Feng Jue Yu appeared, the disciples of the three main peaks invariably appeared with surprises and excitement from top to bottom, so lost and desperate, they didn't know which Nine Clouds to throw away.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and all the warriors belonging to the Zhou Southern Martial Arts in the mountains stood up one after another, and immediately put away their ecstatic expressions, becoming extremely dignified and respectful, and after only three breaths, tens of thousands of warriors fell to the ground on one knee, and all their eyes rushed to the white-robed boy who was suspended in the sky, and there was a uniform sound like the roar of thunder......

"Meet the Holy Emperor......"

The loud voice was like thunder under a rainstorm and sun, echoing in the sky one after another, and the sound was full of respect from the hearts of all the people in Zhou Nanwudao, and it was constantly heard for ten, hundred, or even thousands of miles away......

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the major Shili Holy Emperors who were watching the battle were shocked by the infection, they did know that Feng Jueyu was the soul of the entire Zhou Nan, but they never imagined that Feng Jue Yu actually had such a lofty status in Zhou Nan.

Look at the Zhou Nan warriors who were killed by Wanyue Heavenly Palace just now, they were panicked, angry, and frightened...... , which is not visible at all now......

Instead, there is a calming composure and a light-hearted coldness.

Feng Jueyu is like giving all the Zhou Southern Martial Artists a shot in the arm and arousing the fighting spirit of all the Southern Zhou Martial Artists......

Looking at the sweaty and exhausted Zhou Nan disciples on the mountain road, a subtle relief flashed in Feng Jueyu's cold expression......

In fact, when he heard that Zhou Nanjing was invaded by Wanyue Heavenly Palace, even he didn't dare to imagine what Zhou Nan would become now, at the moment of crisis, people's hearts were full of people's hearts, whether Zhou Nanjing could unite as one to resist the offensive of Wanyue Heavenly Palace, to be honest, he really couldn't be sure.

But after being there, Feng Jueyu was satisfied in his heart, even that unexpected satisfaction, he didn't expect that under such a tragic battle, no one escaped, but used his life to fight for the honor that belonged to Zhou Nan.

From this point of view alone, Feng Jueyu is enough to be satisfied.

"Okay, very good, you are the pride of Zhou Nan. Feng Jieyu spoke up categorically, and looked around the audience after unabashedly approving, although he may not be able to remember every pale face stained with blood, but he can clearly engrave such a tragic scene in his memory, and always remember that in the hot land of Zhounan, which he founded with one hand and whose foundation is not stable, there was once such a group of people who sacrificed their precious lives and unshirkable dedication for their beliefs and clans......

At the top of the Bow Spirit Peak, except for some friends from the Taixuan Continent, Yu Wenchen and Zhang Yuanze, they all knelt on the ground, and the masters of the grand martial arts who saw this scene were all shocked from the bottom of their hearts, and Rao is Ning Yao was no exception.

"Is he Feng Jueyu?" Looking at that young appearance, Ning Yao showed a solemn expression like never before, and the reason was because this face was too young.

The younger ones are a bit excessive.

Based on Ning Yao's spiritual power, he can naturally feel the vital signs and true age of people through their vitality, what makes Ning Yao feel is that Feng Jueyu's age is not very old, at least not more than thirty years old, a thirty-year-old Ling Xuan Realm master is unacceptable enough, but he is still a Ling Xuan Quadruple Master who can be compared to Yin Congfu, this is what shocked Ning Yao.

Ning Yao recalled the pride when he reached the Shengdan realm in his early twenties and topped the world with the name of a peerless genius, as if it was once again presented in this young man, but what made Ning Yao jealous was that after he reached the Shengdan realm, he would never have advanced an inch at the beginning. Pursuing the truth of martial arts, she may never be able to improve again, Rao is so, after obtaining some kind of divine treasure, she still used nearly a hundred years to improve her cultivation to the peak of the Divine Ling Void Sevenfold, although there is a large span in the middle, but Ning Yao is also proud enough.

After all, being able to cultivate to the sevenfold peak of Ling Xuan at the age of more than a hundred years and go straight to the Divine Dao is a talent that is unique in ten thousand.

Ning Yao felt that her talent was definitely incomparable, but she never expected that today she would meet a guy who was even more terrifying than him.

At the age of less than thirty, he has a world-class cultivation and has reached the terrifying Lingxu Quadruple Realm.

You must know that when Ning Yao reached the Lingxu Quadruple Realm forty years ago, that is, when she was seventy years old, she was in her seventies and entered the age of old age, and she still needed the help of the Divine Treasure to reach the Lingxu Quadruple Realm, Ning Yao really couldn't imagine how Feng Jueyu could reach such a realm at the age of less than thirty......

In fact, Ning Yao's guess also ignored an important factor, strictly calculated, Feng Jueyu actually started cultivating Zhenyuan after coming to Hongtu Dashijie, at that time, his physical age was in his early twenties, which was much less time than her, the proud daughter of the heavens who had been cultivating Hongtu martial arts since she was three years old. If these details were known to Ning Yao, I believe that he would not have such a shocked expression now, but should have a crazy expression......

A Ling Xuan Sevenfold Master who has cultivated for less than ten years, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has penetrated the past and the present......

And even if she didn't know the details of Feng Jueyu, Ning Yaohe was deeply taken aback, and the most important thing was that when Feng Jueyu appeared, she finally understood that Weishenme Yin Congfu was not Feng Jueyu's opponent.

Because she found the fire energy breath that she had always hated the most in Feng Jueyu's body, the source of this breath was the spiritual power.

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