The sudden bad news made Feng Jueyu and his party suddenly shocked, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Jueyu's brain was chaotic with a bang.

Although Sheng Junqian didn't have much contact with him, he had already established a deep friendship between the two, Feng Jueyu regarded Sheng Junqian as a close friend very early, in his heart Sheng Junqian was definitely a humble gentleman who was praised, his heart and personality were people who couldn't find flaws in the entire Cloud Sword Tianmen, maybe the statement of a good man was a bit exaggerated, but Sheng Junqian did not blush with anyone, especially, his wedding was imminent, and there was a soft girl waiting for him in Feilaifeng, how could he just die?

With a surge of extreme grief and indignation, Feng Jueyu left all the offerings behind, and found the location of Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou after dozens of breaths.

From the moment his vision widened, Feng Jueyu suddenly stayed in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

Not far away, under a hundred-year-old acacia tree, Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou were squatting on the ground, the two of them were holding a humble gentleman who was half lying in their arms, his white robe was stained red with blood, and blood was gurgling out of his neck, his arm naturally hung down, and the bloodstained palm was still holding the ancient phoenix pearl pendant that had not yet been sent.

If it's not Sheng Junqian, who else can it be?

The next moment, Feng Jueyu's divine sense almost collapsed in an instant, he had never thought that he would see such a scene when he came over.

Sou!

A piercing sound of breaking wind swept by, and Feng Jueyu magically came to Sheng Junqian's side from hundreds of meters away, and Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou, who were watching, shook their hearts, and they all said that this Feng Jueyu's cultivation was amazing, and it seemed that what was spread was true.

At this time, Feng Jueyu had already snatched Sheng Junqian from Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou, if it was a normal time, the two elders would definitely be very dissatisfied, but now, they had no choice but to sigh.

Feng Jueyu's face was cold, he put his finger on Sheng Junqian's nose and lowered it, there was no breath, he pressed the wound on Sheng Junqian's neck with his hand, and the gurgling blood flowed down the fingers, the wound was very deep and long, as if it had been cut from the throat to the back of the neck by some sharp weapon, and even a little bit of the throat was cut, but Sheng Junqian's artery was broken.

This move is extremely accurate and ruthless, it should be caused by one move, it can be seen that the cultivation of the person who made the move is far above Sheng Junqian, and it should be undoubtedly in the Spiral Void Realm.

Feeling that the vitality in Sheng Junqian's body was passing by a large margin, Feng Jueyu didn't think about it, and pressed his right hand on Sheng Junqian's back, and the aura of life spurted out without hesitation, hitting Sheng Junqian's body.

The surging life aura poured into Sheng Junqian's body, and a strong force forcibly penetrated his qi veins, and then, Sheng Junqian coughed wildly, and actually regained his ability to breathe.

"Wake up, wake up. ”

Seeing Sheng Junqian open his eyes slightly, Han Guangling and Mo Dongyou couldn't help but be overjoyed, and shouted magically.

But Feng Jueyu's face did not improve at all, Sheng Junqian's current situation is very bad, although the aura of life has always had the miraculous effect of the living dead, flesh and bones, but the person being treated must also have the ability to keep the aura of life in the body, but Sheng Junqian's current situation is not able to retain the aura of life at all, it can be said that the qi and vitality of his whole body have long been cut off, if it were not for the divine effect of the aura of life to renew his breath, he would not have woken up at all.

And even if he woke up, the hope of surviving was also very slim, Feng Jueyu could sense that after the aura of life entered Sheng Junqian's body, it would soon flow out with his qi.

Sheng Junqian opened his eyes with difficulty, and the image of Feng Jue Yu in his field of vision was very blurry, but he knew that this person was Feng Jue Yu, and he actually ...... Laughed......

While blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth, Sheng Jun raised his hand with great difficulty, trembled and slightly handed the blood-stained Gu Feng Mingzhu to Feng Jueyu, and said in a voice that the three of them couldn't hear clearly: "Give ...... To give...... Give her ......"

Feng Jueyu endured his anger and sadness, and slowly took the Gu Feng Pearl into his hand, the bright and brilliant jade bead was like a full brilliance after being covered by a layer of dirt, but it still contained Sheng Junqian's deep concern. It's a pity that until the end, Sheng Junqian couldn't hand over the Gu Feng Pearl Pendant to Wu Qiluo personally.

"Multi-...... Many...... Think...... Want to ...... again Look at her...... One...... ...... at a glance"

With all the strength of his body, Sheng Junqian finally finished what he wanted to say, and in the shroud of the three divine senses, his consciousness was rapidly blurring.

Feng Jueyu knew that Sheng Junqian was probably hopeless, but he still desperately sent out an extremely large amount of vitality, and then put Sheng Junqian in Mo Dongyou's hand, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Take him back, please teach him to help." ”

How could Mo Dongyou not understand what Feng Jueyu meant, Sheng Junqian had already returned to heaven and lacked skills, let alone being in charge, even the elders of the inner gate of the back mountain could not bring such Sheng Junqian out of the Hades Palace, Feng Jueyu meant that he wanted Sheng Junqian to go back to meet Wu Qiluo, that's all.

At this time, several offerings of Shenchen Peak also followed, and when they saw Sheng Junqian, who was like a gossamer, they were all petrified and stunned.

Is Sheng Junqian a disciple who is still a master, or a master who can be promoted to the Divine Dao immediately, his virtue and kindness are omniscient in the entire Cloud Sword Heavenly Gate, such a good person just left? God is really unfair.

Mo Dongyou didn't say much, he stood up and admonished, "Everyone be careful. ”

Everyone nodded, and then Mo Dongyou stood up, and flew to Feilai Peak with Sheng Junqian, who only had his last breath left and still cherished his attachment to Yiren.

Seeing Mo Dongyou's departure, Lin Wailing in the East Corner was everywhere, and good people had no good reward, which had aroused the anger in the hearts of everyone in the grief.

Han Guangling sighed and said bitterly: "Elder Shang is still nearby, let's look for it." ”

As he spoke, he was going to pat Feng Jue Yu so that he wouldn't have to be sad, but when his hand just fell on Feng Jue Yu's shoulder, he involuntarily stopped.

At the same time, everyone's eyes all cast their eyes towards Feng Jue Yu, and when several pairs of eyes fell on Feng Jue Yu at the same time, their divine consciousness widened in horror as if they had been stabbed by thousands of Li Mang.

Feng Jue Yu is still Feng Jue Yu, his appearance has not changed at all, but standing there, the eyes that everyone dare not look at him, it seems that the anger of hatred has wiped out his humanity, and evil killing is breeding in his heart.

After three breaths, everyone seemed to hear the waves rushing and the wind roaring, and the turmoil of divine power formed a substantial wind whirlwind on Feng Jueyu's body, and this wind whirlwind with a strong and monstrous murderous aura was constantly spreading around, and there was a sense of oppression that slaughtered the common people.

Dongjiao Lin was qualified to be assigned to hunt down the enemy's top masters who did not enter the Dust Realm, but when their eyes turned to Feng Jueyu, they had a feeling of wavering.

The murderous aura of the wind feather spread out as if it were overwhelming, and everywhere everyone looked, even the hundred-year-old acacia trembled, and the fallen leaves, gravel, and soil everywhere were swept into the canopy of the trees, and everyone who was blown by the fierce wind couldn't help but close their eyes.

When the murderous wind blew away, there was no trace of Feng Jueyu, and only his monstrous anger on the verge of suppression slowly echoed in the sky.

"I'll go find Elder Shang, you guys be more careful. ”

Hearing this thunderous sound, everyone stayed in place for a few minutes without coming to their senses, until the sound dissipated with the wind, and everyone realized that fine beads of sweat had oozed from their bodies.

That murderous strength was too amazing, so amazing that it gave them a feeling of being unable to resist, and it was only now that they knew that Feng Jue Yu's strength was far more than just Xuan Xuan, and it was very likely that he had reached the edge of Xuan Zhao.

......

In the gloomy east corner of the forest, the wind is cracking and the murderous aura is permeating, and a white figure is shuttling through the forest at lightning speed, like a sharp sword, and the grass is all falling branches and leaves, and the marks of passing through the gaps......

The speed of the Wind Absolute Feather has reached a level that cannot be described in words, and the Earth Divine Power of the Spirit of Ten Thousand Sands has almost reached the wind strength in the Wood Divine Power, just as Han Guangling and the others guessed, his strength has indeed reached a new peak due to his rage.

This apex is rapidly approaching the cultivation of the Vortex Illumination Realm, although it is only one step short, but it is already very small.

However, Feng Jueyu knew that he couldn't break through now, just like a small demon in the cultivation process, blocking his way forward, and this demon came because of Sheng Junqian's death.

A good person, a humble gentleman, didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, he died in vain when he was about to hug the beauty with his life's work, can there be anyone in the world who is more wronged than Sheng Junqian?

Who is it, who is the murderer?

If you can't kill him with your own hands, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my son's heart......

Angry, irritable, and restless, Feng Jueyu is now transformed into a blood-stained demon who kills the world, and he will never give up until he catches that poisonous guy.

Shuttling through the forest like electricity, he released all his divine senses, and his fiery eyes were clear for hundreds of miles, passing through layers of barriers, searching everywhere for the whereabouts of thieves and ghosts, that person was so hateful, it was simply unforgivable, he obviously had a cultivation far higher than Sheng Junqian's, but he was so ruthless, it was really unforgivable.

At this moment, a firelight from the northeast side swept into the sky, and Feng Jueyu suddenly stopped, and when he raised his eyes into the distance, it turned out to be a fireball that had been knocked away.

"Elder Shang?"