The sound of dense metal collisions suddenly sounded, and Bu Yun's big hand was actually supported by three swords and rose towards the sky.

Feeling the sharpness and infinite power of the sword, Jin Zhongjun felt that his whole body's energy and blood were surging, and his insides were burning, but he was unable to block the terrifying sword.

"You bastard, you still have means..."

Jin Zhongjun roared angrily, activating his true divine power. After all, he was a fourth-level god, and his physical strength was far superior to Feng Jueyu. Although Feng Jueyu had blocked Bu Yun's big hand several times before, in terms of his true strength, Feng Jueyu was

It's incomparable.

There's still room left.

But this is the last remaining effort.

But no matter what, Feng Jueyu cannot be allowed to take advantage.

"Die to me..."

Jin Zhongjun let out a hysterical roar, and then prepared to use all his strength to beat Feng Jueyu to death.

But at this moment, an extremely cold air appeared in the depths of Jin Zhongjun's Qi sea, and instantly filled his whole body.

"What?"

Jin Zhongjun was slightly startled, and then he felt that more than 30% of his inner energy had dissipated.

He was about to use all his strength, but suddenly, his inner energy dissipated and consumed nearly a third of it. This greatly reduced his strength in an instant, and he was even worse than before following Feng Jueyu.

That's when the sword fighting brought out the strength.

His breath stagnated, and Jin Zhongjun was immediately confused.

He finally remembered that he had taken a Xiaogong Pill before he came out.

Originally, this Xiaogong Pill would take effect within a day, suppressing his cultivation level for a while. However, after fighting fiercely with Feng Jueyu for so long and using the inner energy frequently, the Xiaogong Pill was completely refined in advance.

Zi took away his power for a while.

If it were normal, this moment of calamity might be nothing.

But what time is it now?

This is the time to work hard.

If one suddenly loses his power, wouldn't he be seeking his own death?

Jin Zhongjun angrily greeted all the eighteen generations of Yanqi Messenger's ancestors.

I didn’t come early, I didn’t come late, but I just came at this time.

At the same time, Feng Jueyu also discovered that there was a problem with Jin Zhongjun's condition. Why was this guy's cloud-buoying hand not as good as before?

How did he know that Jin Zhongjun had taken Xiaogong Pills? If he had known earlier, he would have consumed them for a while longer.

However, Feng Jueyu was overjoyed when he felt that the power of Buyun's hand was greatly reduced.

He was seriously injured at first, but now his fighting spirit is greatly increased.

"Good opportunity..."

With a low shout, Feng Jueyu raised the sword with all his strength, and in just an instant, Bu Yun's hand was shattered.
Chapter completed!