Under the black clouds, the sword of the Doomsday Stream rushed to the sky like a bloody light that had lost the dim earth, illuminating the area within a radius of several miles, and the hazy blood-colored and bloody light that exuded a bloody aura suddenly stabbed into Feng Jieyu's chest.

This sword is just an ordinary martial art, which was cast by the Doomsday Stream, but it burst out with dazzling light, as if the sword broke through the sky, killing the sky and the earth, omnipotent.

The sword is fast, extraordinary.

Feng Jueyu has cultivated all the way, and has seen a lot of masters, so he doesn't think about the difference in strength between them for the time being, and only uses himself as a benchmark, this is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered, and there is no one.

The sword of Doomsday Flow was very fast, the blood light dispersed, the sky and the earth were dark, and the needles locked on Feng Jue Feather.

And Feng Jueyu is also a master of swordsmanship, the sword and the human sword have long been united, the sword is him, he is the sword, since he decided to fight, it is to fight an example.

Feng Jueyu was not afraid, but his heart swayed with a high-spirited fighting spirit, then the last Tianliu boasted, claiming to defeat himself within ten moves, what a big breath, then survive ten moves, see what else you have to say.

He cautiously lowered his head slightly, his jaw was lightly clicked, the source of evil fire surged into his eyes, bursting out with a fiery and golden eye, and his body twisted like a windless wave, and a layer of flat waves rippled open, at this moment, the sword of the Great Sage King's Arm King had been extended in his hand, turning into a golden light, and it rushed forward towards the tip of the sword.

"Dang!"

The tips of the two long swords collided in one place, sounding a pleasant but soul-stirring crisp sound, the strong sword was strong, and the two beckoning hands showed their strengths, and they were not separated from each other for a while.

Feng Jieyu was not stunned, it was because he had already expected that Doomsday Flow would be difficult to deal with, but Doomsday Stream showed a surprised expression: "Huh, it's strange, this person's swordsmanship is outstanding, not like the cultivation that should be done in the Chongyang Realm, and his sword is also an extraordinary golden treasure magic weapon, no wonder he can kill Su Ye and provoke the Great Barbarian King Su." ”

Thinking about it, when the end of the day was wrong, it was customary to slap a palm, and this palm was volleyed in the air, sprinkling a blood mist and firmly enveloping Feng Jueyu.

Spiritual law?

Wind Feather is like facing a great enemy, every move and momentum has room for each move, and the Yang God is constantly rotating in the body of the divine thought, so that his divine sense can be maximized.

That's right, this is the spiritual method of the blood lineage, covering the sun and blood mist, aiming to blind the enemy's vision, and then sneak attack with powerful martial arts, and it has been invincible.

But Feng Jueyu is not a bad thing after all, his fire eye Jin Qing has always been used with the end of the world, never stopped, the more times the spirit magic is cast, the more powerful it becomes, the more casual and calm, plus his evil fire source is formed by the fusion of the two heavenly origins, and the small blinding technique will not bring him a heavy burden.

In a flash of light, Feng Jueyu saw a sword like a spirit snake spitting out a core in the blood mist, he hurriedly dodged to the right, and raised his wrist to stand up the sword to separate the sword of the end of the sky, when there was a crisp sound, Feng Jueyu also habitually used a series of fireballs.

Sudden ......

Twelve fireballs shot out of the sleeve tube, and in an instant, twelve more shots hit the face of the end of the sky, followed by a third twelve rounds in a row, and another twelve rounds were fired in all directions to block the way.

Feng Jue Yu used the fire bead technique like this, like a fire god descending to earth, extremely calm, without the slightest drag and water, in the blink of an eye, Doomsday Flow has been surrounded by dozens of fireballs in the middle and has no way out.

"Open. In the face of dozens of fireballs, he just shook his arms slightly, and the purple and blue robe on his body burst out with dazzling blood.

"Blood River Armor!" A layer of thick divine power armor took shape on the surface of his body in an instant, and dozens of fireballs hit it, and before they could explode, they were ejected one by one.

"What a jade treasure artifact. "Feng Jueyu's eyes are like lights, and he can see at once that the magic robe worn by Doom Tianliu is extraordinary, dozens of fireballs, and it doesn't hurt the hair, how can it be bad.

These two tricks have passed, and neither of them has taken advantage, and they are not in a hurry to fall in the last day, the corners of their mouths hooked, and their bodies suddenly disappeared into the blood mist.

Retreat.

Feng Jueyu suddenly woke up, his robe swayed and cracked, and a full and surging source of divine power slowly swung in all directions from the center of the dot itself, and then discovered the location of the Doomsday Stream, and the long sword roared and stabbed away. This sword was fast and fast, the last to come first, and the last day was extremely confident that Feng Jueyu would not be able to escape the range of the blood mist, but he didn't expect that he would be able to see through his own tricks.

He had already seen that Feng Jueyu was using a golden treasure magic weapon in his hand, which was extraordinary, and at this moment, he was robbed of the opportunity by Feng Jueyu, and he was immediately scared into a cold sweat.

Although the War Lords of the Realms are all agile and unruly, they are not fools after all, they know what to do and what not to do.

Now it's something that can't be done, that wind feather moves later, frequent first, completely out of common sense cards, I thought this was a life-and-death move to fight without hesitation when you were frustrated, but the three moves are the same every time, and the end of the day is a little depressed.

Not only depressed, but also very angry, Doomsday Liu put down his arrogance to defeat Feng Jueyu within ten moves, making him grovel, now that a few moves have passed, Feng Jueyu not only did not fall into the feeling of falling into the downwind, but instead succeeded in counterattacking, forcing him to be helpless in a hurry, for a war lord of all worlds, it is simply a great shame.

The two of them are in full swing, the more they fight, the more exciting they are, the strange tricks are endless, the ten moves are coming in a blink of an eye, and the ten moves are about to come out, the wind is still fierce, there is no sign of defeat and compromise, and the end of the day is not in a hurry.

"What a wind feather, I didn't expect you to have such a high skill, and I underestimated you. He praised with words, every sentence came from the bottom of his heart, not that he admired Feng Jueyu, but that he was forced to be helpless, in order to cover up his boasting of Haikou, and at the same time, he was deliberately attracting Feng Jueyu's attention, so that he could not play better and better.

Feng Jueyu smiled deeply, with a bright and belligerent smile on his face: "Thank you for the praise, Feng's life is on the verge of death, and he will not bow his head willingly, if you want my life, I will take your life, so no one owes anyone." ”

"What a big breath. "Doomsday Stream must have been out of thin air, and his body retreated ten feet, temporarily distancing himself from Feng Jueyu.

There are only two possibilities for this kind of scene to appear, one is that Doomsday Stream and Feng Jue Yu sympathize with each other and don't want to fight for their lives anymore, and the other way, in Feng Jue Yu's words, he may have to magnify his moves.

As for what ultimate, you'll find out right away.

Feng Jueyu understands that people like Doomsday will never allow himself to slip away under his nose, he will use every means to leave himself behind, as for the previous promise of ten moves, it is a fart, Doom Tianliu will not care, and Feng Jueyu will not be stupid enough to listen to the enemy's promise.

"Ten moves have passed, and Mo should have let you go, but you kid is about a golden treasure magic weapon, so it's no wonder that Mo Mou. ”

Really.

Feng Jueyu had expected it a long time ago, and said without surprise: "I knew you would say this, I didn't take it to heart at all, you want to keep me, show your skills." ”

The nose of the end of the day was crooked, and after talking for a long time, people didn't take a word, but the more they fought, the more brave they became, the more wise they became, the last day they finally understood that this kid in front of him was very difficult to mess with, and the reason why he was able to kill Su Ye was not opportunistic, but with superb skills.

The Five Elements Spiritual Method, the end of the day has never seen anyone so skilled, comparable, at this time the end of the day is full of doubts in his heart is, is this person a master of self-cultivation of spiritual power, otherwise how can any of them be like his natal origin?

Doomsday Liu guessed correctly, but Feng Jueyu would not give him a chance to verify, and when the words fell, Doomsday Liu shook his wrist and threw out a row of swords, and the sword light was filled with fishy blood, just like a wild snake that had just swallowed a wild bear, spitting out all the fishy gas in his stomach.

A row of swords, all extremely sharp, lined up, reflecting the world emitting a deep red light.

Standing behind the sword, the last Tianliu bit the blade in his mouth, and the two fingers of both hands were linked, and he played a series of exquisite tricks, with words, seals, trance red light, and bloody blood, and the words and prints were presented in rows, as if a wonderful spell had unfolded between heaven and earth......

"Blood Moon Stealing Curse, Go ......"

Doomsday roared angrily, the index finger of his right hand suddenly stepped forward, and with a vicious finger forward, the row of serpentine swords emitted a continuous whistling, as if it was about to tear the heavens and the earth, and turned into the shadow of the moon wheel for more than ten years.

The blood is soaring to the sky, the blood moon is gathering, and the blood is covering the sun......

The blood clan war lord Doom Tianliu really moved the bottom of the box, his Yang God stayed in the center of his eyebrows with the surge of divine power, exuding a dazzling blood light, and the Blood Moon Sky Stealing Spell turned out to be a kind of heart rune spirit spell.

The heart rune spirit spell can only be used once a day, unless the power of the divine consciousness is strong and boundless, it can't be used frequently, the doomsday flow is out of the way, just after ten moves, he doesn't want to become the laughing stock of outsiders, he just wants to kill Feng Jue Yu as quickly as possible, even if it will be smashed into pieces, leaving a token can also go to the Su Da Barbarian King to receive the reward.

It's a pity that Feng Jueyu is not an easy character to deal with, and the repeated killing in the past few days has made him understand a truth, that is, the killer weapon must be used rarely.

Doomsday Stream had already used the Heart Rune Spirit Spell, feeling the inexplicable power of tearing and killing, Feng Jueyu didn't dare to hide it, his body moved, and the sword of the Great Sage King's arm bones rotated counterclockwise on the periphery of his body, and then, one sword turned into sixty-four swords, firmly surrounding Feng Jueyu in the middle.

"Sword Twenty-Four Imperial ......"