In the woods, a bloody battle officially began.

Feng Jueyu relied on his many powerful magical powers and the unique weight of the Skyfall Sword to kill one person first with lightning speed. Although this blow was full of destructiveness and deterrence, he knew that he was just taking advantage of it.

The Ziguang Pavilion people took advantage of underestimating the enemy.

A strong person who has been able to hang out in the world of disorder for so long and has raised his cultivation level to the first level of Taoism and martial arts is not an ordinary person. If he fights alone, he will definitely not be afraid of anyone, but there are many people on the other side.

Having a strong presence is a huge advantage in itself.

Another strong man who had just entered the realm of Taoist martial arts fell and died. The people in Ziguang Pavilion were indeed frightened by Feng Jueyu's thunderous methods, but immediately, fear was followed by more anger.

"Damn it, this guy doesn't take us seriously enough, kill him."

"With so many of us, are we still afraid of him?"

"That is, kill him and avenge some fellow Taoists."

"This is a demon and we must get rid of it quickly."

"..."

With several roars, the monks from Ziguang Pavilion launched a fierce offensive towards Feng Jueyu in the name of exterminating demons and defending the way. However, this time, although their slogans were extremely loud, they were cautious when taking action.

Improved a lot.

As many as a dozen Daowu practitioners who were in the first stage of Taoism flew halfway and stopped on the spot. Then they used a variety of body and martial arts skills in conjunction with teleportation and great movement to circle around in the air.

They were no longer approaching, but the magic weapons and martial arts in their hands were being released to Feng Jueyu in an endless stream, and all kinds of purple talismans were flying in batches without printing.

Although Feng Jueyu's movements are fast and his movement distance is very long, it is difficult for his two fists to defeat four hands. What's more, these are not just four hands, but dozens of pairs of hands, dozens of magic weapons, and more than dozens of talismans.

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With the opponent's overwhelming numbers, Feng Jueyu immediately fell into a disadvantage. He was beaten and fled in embarrassment. Apart from his ability to defend, he had no chance to attack.

As the magic weapons and talismans were flying, it was like a dense net trapping Feng Jueyu in the woods. Countless spears and cold swords kept appearing around him. In just a few dozen breaths, Feng Jueyu was trapped in the woods.

Yu used the Sky Drop Sword to block dozens of attacks from magical weapons, and escaped countless sneak attacks from open and dark swords. Even so, he still managed to withstand more than a dozen attacks with his body, and just barely managed to stand upright.

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As many as a dozen Daowu first-level warriors join forces, and the power is no longer something that a strong man like him who has just entered the Daowu realm can contend with. To put it bluntly, as long as these ten people

If you are not afraid of retreating and want to hit him hard, you will never fail. As time goes by, your spiritual power will be consumed more and more, and your physical strength will become weaker than before. This encirclement will gradually narrow.

Until there is no room for him to escape, then it will be his own death.

Will he die?

Feng Jueyu was not sure.

Maybe, maybe not.

But if you don't fight for it, there will be no way to survive at all.

And if you want to survive, you must get through the predicament in front of you.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu originally planned to set up Wuming Formation and have some fun with these dozen ungrateful guys, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate.

The people in Ziguang Pavilion are obviously carrying out some secret mission here. They can come up with a hiding formation that even they can't easily discover. It's impossible to bring only so many people here. Moreover, according to the middle-aged Xianping, this time

There are two strong men at the guardian level sitting in the formation. If Wu Ming sets up the formation, it is obvious that he is not digging a hole to jump in. When people see his formation, more powerful men will be alarmed, and those two people will not be harmed.

When a master of the Protector level appears, he will not be able to leave.

No, you can't use any formations now, you can only charge hard.

The thought flashed across his mind, and he no longer held back. He quickly activated his original divine power and forcibly blessed the "Emperor's Palace of Life" and "Zhenwu Sheng's Body Cutting Technique" quickly. Then he lowered his head, held the Sky Falling Sword, and chose

In one direction, he rushed forward desperately, and after he stopped avoiding, he received at least four or five heavy blows on his body, all of which were third-rate magic weapons of the quality of the God-inherited Treasure.

Even so, Feng Jueyu still gritted his teeth, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, and quickly moved forward hysterically.

"He's coming, everyone, be careful..."

With their previous experiences, the practitioners of Ziguang Pavilion were obviously a lot more cautious. They specialized in using magical weapons to attack each other from a distance. No one dared to rush into Feng Jueyu's ten-foot close range and saw Feng Jueyu.

With the idea of ​​breaking out, several cultivators who were targeted immediately made adjustments. After pointing several magic weapons in the air, they quickly retreated without stopping at all.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Feng Jueyu spit out his sword in the air, and his sword energy soared into the sky. Thousands of swordsmen knocked down the magic weapons one by one, and ran wildly. However, when he flew a certain distance, the opponent teleported out again and did not fight with him at all.

The cultivator behind Feng Jueyu immediately flew over with tacit cooperation. The magic weapons and talismans in his hands were constantly being used, desperately blocking his way.

After a stick of incense, Feng Jueyu charged and killed more than a dozen times. Except for two masters in the same realm who were swept away by his sword energy, basically no one was injured anymore.

During this period, Tong Xiaotu, the "blood baby" of the Five Gods Alliance, continued to release bleeding swords and blood needles to secretly attack Feng Jueyu.

This extremely vicious thug is best at sneak attacks and assassinations. Basically all of his magic weapons are hidden weapons. Blood swords and blood needles are smeared with poison, which will cause Feng Jueyu a lot of trouble from time to time.

He couldn't concentrate on breaking out.

After a while, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt that his physical strength was greatly reduced, he could no longer maintain his strength, and his breathing began to become rapid. At this time, more than a dozen strong men from the first level of Taoism and martial arts joined the battle group.

The encirclement is getting tighter and tighter.

And the space where Feng Jueyu can hide is getting smaller and smaller.

"You bastard, I'm going to catch you without restraint."

"Hmph, you dare to fight Ziguang Pavilion alone. I think you have the courage of a bear and a leopard. Kneel down."

"If you don't kneel down, my head will be taken from your neck."

"Kneel down."

"..."

Feng Jueyu rushed to kill him. Even if the opponent refused to fight with him, he was still in a state of panic. Seeing that Feng Jueyu was helpless, these practitioners of Ziguang Pavilion became even more unscrupulous. Most of them showed arrogance and disdain.

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Yes, how could Banjia Ziguang Pavilion, one of the top ten clans, be easily defeated by a practitioner with only the first glimpse of Daowu.

If Feng Jueyu escaped today, the Ban family would be completely embarrassed by them.

"Oh shit."

Looking at the stubborn masters who refused to confront him head-on, Feng Jueyu was so angry that he had nothing to say, but it was simply impossible for him to kneel down like this.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu's energy and blood rushed directly to the top of his head. He opened his mouth and spat out an earth-yellow bead. He muttered twice silently, and then a dazzling yellow light burst out. Everyone stared at the bead.

Everyone was struck by the yellow light and lost consciousness.

Although it was only a breath of loss, it was enough for Feng Jueyu. His eyes swept over the weakest link in the encirclement. There were only two Daowu Daowu cultivators there, and the others were still some distance away from them.

At this distance, Feng Jueyu's mind moved and he teleported over. When he reappeared, everyone realized that Feng Jueyu was already standing in front of his two companions.

"The more you fight against the less, you still cower and retreat and refuse to take action. The people of Ziguang Pavilion are really as cowardly as rats."

"Whoa!"

With a flash of sword, Feng Jueyu directly stared at a person, and Xieyi Jianxu flew out and took off the person's head on the spot.

After a big head flew out, Feng Jueyu immediately prepared the Tiandao Bead.

"Damn it, what kind of magic weapon is he holding? It actually has a body-immobilizing effect."

"Don't be stunned, kill him..."

At this moment, the masters of Ziguang Pavilion have forgotten Tu Ai's instructions, but they can't blame them for not listening to orders. After all, Feng Jueyu's methods are so powerful that basically no one who gets close to him will be killed.

Good ending, they all surrendered their lives, especially after the Eye of the Rock Demon appeared, the people of Ziguang Pavilion finally understood why this person relied on them. The bead with the immobilizing effect could not be resisted even by the Dao Martial Realm.

If he were to defeat them one by one, how would the encirclement be established?

None of them could follow Feng Jueyu face to face in three moves.

"kill!"

There was a burst of hysterical shouting, and all the magic weapons were directed towards Feng Jueyu's head. The huge and huge body shook, causing the mountains to shake and thousands of trees to fall.

Feng Jueyu held the Tiandao Bead in his hand and got in without saying a word. Immediately, all the magical weapons smashed onto the Tiandao Bead, and waves of strong energy ripples rippled in the sky.

"Dead or not?"

The people in Ziguang Pavilion stopped one after another, because at this moment, there was a lot of fighting and the fog was so thick that even people with the best eyesight could not see clearly what was going on inside.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly flew in a direction to the right, and a black stream of light flew directly from the lower abdomen of a strong man who had just seen the Taoist martial arts. Suddenly, blood surged like a pillar and turned into a small

The fountain, with bursts of golden spots in it, was brought out, it was the crushed Golden God.

"Whoa!"

This figure killed another person, broke out of the encirclement, and quickly moved towards the blocking formation composed of 150 people on the opposite side.

"Not dead?"

"How is that possible?"

"Damn it, is this kid made of steel and iron? Why can't he be beaten to death?"

The entire audience was in an uproar. Feng Jueyu's escape again had completely confused these self-righteous experts. While everyone was stunned, Feng Jueyu had already arrived in front of the blocking team of 150 people.
Chapter completed!