Buzz ~
The moment when the lightning passed, whether it was Zhuoligetu not far away or the others watching from afar, they all felt a flash in front of them, and there was a moment of loss of consciousness.
When I realized it, I saw blood spilling in the sky, and my glaring eyes were blown into the sky by the strong wind.
In this moment, except for Zhuoligetu, who retreated suddenly, there was a silence inside and outside the southern suburbs.
Not to mention the masters watching the game, even Qiao Shanhu, who was dead and flew up, he didn't know what happened.
"I'm dead..."
On the ruins that are invisible to ordinary people, Qiao Shanhu, with a blurred body, looked dazed and stared at his flying head, falling into deep silence.
One thought exceeds his unwillingness and fear of life and death, that is...
"How did I die?!"
have no idea!
Not only Qiao Shanhu didn't know, but also Dan Tai Mie, who was beaten up and roared repeatedly, but also didn't know.
Only Zhuoligetu, who saw that the situation was not good, immediately turned around, saw a corner of it in an instant.
"retreat!"
In the shocked and angry eyes of Dan Tai Mie and even more people, Zhuoligetu, holding a giant axe in his hand, fled wildly.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he would leave.
This former lord of the Golden Tent Court showed an amazing decision, and his forehead was filled with cold sweat.
At that moment, he looked at him and faintly saw the scene of Qiao Shanhu being killed.
Under the ray of lightning, the swordsman in the royal garbine stepped out like a leisurely stroll, freely pushing away the airflow, palm power, and true energy.
With an understatement, he cut off the head of Qiao Laohu, who was better than himself in martial arts!
No ability to resist!
He didn't even know what was the method to kill Qiao Shanhu, but he knew very well that if this sword slashed at him, there would be no possibility of avoiding him.
He never expected that the boy who could only watch the battle a few years ago would not have made such terrible progress.
What made him even more unable to calm down was that the person seemed...
"He, wasn't he injured?!"
"Zhuoligetu!"
A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Dan Tai Mie's eyes seemed to be stained with blood. He roared and was beaten into the sky with a punch.
Scan the figure of Zhuoligetu's escape, no matter how unwilling he was, he had to roar and try to escape with the help.
But at this moment, his aftermath swept over and saw the lightning dissipating in the dust. After Yang Yu killed Qiao Shanhu with one knife, he coughed out blood from his mouth and staggered.
Although he only glanced at the eyebrow, how good is his eyesight?
I faintly saw the red blood lotus imprint that was almost torn through his human skin...
That is the seal of sacrificing one's body, rioting!
"He can't hold on!"
With a moment of change, Dan Tai Mie's eyes became extremely fierce. He wanted to use his power to retreat, but at this moment he stopped.
"Missed today, we will never have another chance to kill him!"
"He has done his best!"
A roar broke through the sky, and Dan Tai Mie didn't even have time to see Zhuo Ligetu's reaction.
He forced his punch to the body, ignited blood and urged him to rise. The black fog spread all over his body, as if a giant wolf's shadow appeared behind him, and his magical powers were induced.
Bloodthirsty is the second magical power he possesses, and it comes from the divine seed he found from Aurora Mountain.
And this magical power is also his biggest trump card.
If an ordinary person is seriously injured, his combat power will be greatly damaged. Even a fierce person like Zhang Xuanba is no exception.
But the more he was injured, the more violent he became!
boom!
Behind him, the Four Elephant Fist was raised again, but Dan Tai Mie seemed to have not realized it, even if the blood was flowing, he didn't care.
In his eyes, there was only the Yang Yu who stood with a knife in the ruins, as if he had exhausted his strength.
"Dan Tai!"
In a few moments, Zhuoligetu had escaped ten miles away, and he naturally heard the roar behind him.
only……
"Has he really done his best?"
Zhuoligetu paused under his feet, but suddenly remembered the past.
Zhang Xuanba at the foot of Qisha Mountain seemed to have said this, and then...
boom!
A loud noise interrupted Zhuo Ligetu's thoughts. He suddenly turned around and saw the familiar heads, sticky blood, and Dan Tai Mie's unwilling roar were blown into the sky by the wind.
Bang!
The cold and violent lightning flashed away, and beneath it was the Yang Yu, whose face became paler and whose seven orifices were bleeding.
He only tried to support himself not to fall down with his hands, and his injuries seemed to be extremely serious.
"puff!"
He vomited black blood, and Yang Yu shook his body a few times, ignoring the head of Dan Tai Mie who was flying up and landing.
He coughed several times, and his voice caught up with Zhuoligetu:
"He is right, Yang, he's really exhausted..."
“…”
The moment the faint voice echoed in his ears, Zhuoligetu shivered and scored faster.
Just a few ups and downs, and it has been dozens of miles away, only a thick and cold voice echoes in the strong wind:
"This time, I'm underestimating you, but when I see you next time..."
call!
The cold wind blew, and the huge southern suburbs were already dead silent.
On the other end, Dao Ren Lin also took down the two unarmed ten capital masters.
Being backfired by magical powers, these two ten masters could hardly resist, and they fell faster than Dan Tai Mie.
Only a cup of tea was around, and the four great martial saints who came attacked had three deaths and one escaped!
Three martial saints fell before their eyes!
Seeing this scene, not to mention Qin Lihu and other great masters, even Jiang Xiazi and Yan Longxing were watching the battle from a distance, they couldn't help but feel cold.
This is not a fight that is evenly matched, but more like a premeditated massacre!
The four great martial saints, two great ten masters, plus one of the great archers who have achieved great archery skills, seven people joined forces, three people faced the front, one ambushed, two people used magical powers to fight the enemy from a distance, and one used archery skills to restrain it from a high place!
They asked themselves about such a killing situation, and if they could not be spared, they would never be able to escape.
What's even more terrifying is that the one who killed three and one injured the four great martial saints was seriously injured and dying before the battle!
But what he was most unacceptable was the two ten capital masters who knelt down after making moves...
‘It’s true, the shame of the Ten Capitals…’
Jiang Xiazi's thoughts also changed. Even though he had known that the ten masters who did not have the magical power of killing might not be as good as the Martial Saint.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the defeat was so hasty that the two people who are the tenth capital masters could not accept it...
"The world's number one..."
Wu Longsheng, who stopped far away and did not step forward, couldn't help but murmur. Looking at the figure standing with a knife and being seriously injured, he was shocked and felt incredible.
He rejected the book "Basic of Human Immortals", but he did not think that Yang Yu, who had sacrificed his body seal, could escape this disaster.
What made him incredible was not only Yang Yu killed seven people, but also...
"His martial arts has made great progress compared to that day?!"
shock.
He was not the only one who couldn't understand. Cheng Yiyuan, who was not far from him, unconsciously pulled off his beard.
"Invincible, invincible..."
Cheng Yiyuan's expression was in a moment of trance.
He was not invited. He was deeply involved in the Zhang family in the northwest and was not on the invitation list.
Here, I have always had the intention of watching the fun.
After all, a courtyard that is expected to be a master of martial arts is enough to make anyone excited.
But unexpectedly, under the extreme disadvantage of sacrificing his body seal, he could still kill him?!
Huh ~
The cold wind is even more intense above the southern suburbs, and the airflow discharged from the aftermath of the fight of several people is reversed.
Looking at the dissipated smoke and blood, the masters from all the prefectures were silent.
For a moment, he lost the courage to release Lingying.
That's the Martial Saint!
Three Martial Saints!
Except for nearly four hundred years, in any era in ancient times, he was a powerful man who could be the best in his lifetime!
At this moment, he died so easily...
"Die, all dead!"
"Zhuoligetu, you..."
"Hate! Hate!"
"Defeated, defeated!"
What is more exciting than everyone is the three lonely souls that cannot be seen by ordinary people and floating in the wind above the ruins.
They looked at each other bitterly, unwillingly but shocked.
Experts with such status as them will naturally know that before the changes in the sky, hundreds of ghosts will walk at night and on a day.
But how could he expect that he would become one of them...
"This wind is so cold..."
The three lonely souls were all very weak, especially Qiao Shanhu and Dan Tai Mie. They were affected by the lightning, and their souls were a little blurred.
Ning Wuqiu was not much better, his soul body was relatively condensed, but he died in pain. He roared in the wind for a long time before he looked at the ruins with resentment:
"Yang Yu, Yang Yu!"
"How dare you call the master's name by boldness?!"
Suddenly, thunder came out of the void and scolded him like a thunder.
A dark mist surged out, sweeping the three people who had not yet been able to adapt to the soul body.
In the fog, the ghost baby's blue-purple face showed entanglement and greed, and his saliva dripped uncontrollably:
"It smells so good!"
...
"call!"
The mouth and nose were filled with bloody smell, which was the smell of the sacrifice seal eroding oneself one step closer. This was a more serious injury than he expected.
After only two thunder changes, he already had the terrifying illusion that he was about to be broken.
Logically speaking, even if the body of the Martial Saint was in danger, Yang Yu was unable to resist such injuries, but he vomited out a breath of turbid air and maintained his blood and blood.
Dan Tai Mie read it wrong. He did try his best for a moment, and he did have the power to shoot another knife.
All of this lies in his second life of self-pity for his mother.
[The Seventh Method of Concentration: Take one line of life and death, and the root of concentration does not disperse, which can accommodate all kinds of trauma and prolong life]
Liansheng Lao Mother is worthy of being the first person in Taoism in the past three thousand years. All of his twelve Taoisms that he has achieved great success in his cultivation are the best.
If you don’t talk about it, this seventh method of concentration is also extremely powerful.
The moment Ning Wuqiu died, he used this technique to peek into the four fields with his secrets and did not see the traces of people he expected.
This Taoist technique not only resisted the seal of sacrificing the body, but also endured the backlash of two powerful thunder transformations, and even ignored Qiao Shanhu's powerful palm power.
"It's a pity that it can only be postponed, and the injury cannot be completely eliminated. Fortunately, the Zhuoligetu is exactly the same as I expected..."
Looking at Zhuo Ligetu's back as he was leaving, Yang Yu's tense breath calmed down.
He was not surprised by this scene.
Zhuo Ligetu and others were carrying a kind of secret treasure, in order to prevent him from fighting his life, and at the same time, it also isolated his breath to a certain extent, making it impossible for him to lock in the direction of several people.
Unfortunately, there is nowhere to hide under Tongyou. The secret treasures of several people have not yet resisted the life and death book induced by Tongyou.
He saw the biggest flaw among the few people.
Zhuoligetu.
This former lord of the Golden Tent Prince Court was born in the eight tribes of Tianlang and was a noble man in heaven. He was favored by the old demon of the Black Mountain. He was promoted to the Martial Saint and became the lord of the Golden Tent Prince Court for decades.
Needless to say, his talent is very domineering, and his martial arts are also very domineering, with the shadow of the old demon's "Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword".
Unfortunately, after years of pampering, he was a little less determined than the rest of the people. Even Dan Tai Mie, who was promoted to Martial Saint by taking the Tiger and Wolf Pill, was even more decisive than the other people.
Therefore, Yang Yu killed Dan Tai Mie with the second sword.
"There are two more thunder changes. The seventh method of determining the root cannot maintain my injury. I will immediately break into mud..."
After Yang Yu withdrew his gaze, someone came with a sword in front of Wu Changbai and others.
"Bullying the few with more is really a rat!"
The hilt of the sword was clattered, and Yu Taoist was filled with righteous indignation and his face turned bloody, looking determined to be a decisive person who was humiliating his minister to die.
“…”
“…”
Seeing this scene, those who understand him or not are silent.
"This old guy..."
Wu Changbai looked contemptuous.
Most of the great masters in the world still respect him, but he really looks down on this old man.
"Mr. Yu is going to chase and kill that Yilong, you can help him."
Without hiding his fatigue and weakness, Yang Yu wiped away the blood from the corners of his eyes and issued a light order.
"yes!"
Taoist Yu responded solemnly, turned around and left.
When the battle began, he was the farthest away from here, but he happened to see the archer falling from the sky...
"No wonder you have already started to set up a sacrifice to the Temple of Heaven, no wonder you didn't recall Wang Muzhi..."
He threw Wan Jiang, who was like a dead dog, to Qin Lihu, and Daoren Lin could not hide his shock, but he couldn't help but feel a little alert in his heart.
This kid is not as reckless as he imagined. It seems that he has set up a trap waiting for this group of people...
"He doesn't come back if he does something strange outside the border..."
With just one sentence, blood flowed out from the corner of Yang Yu's mouth, and his condition was much worse than before.
"Your injury is so serious, do you still have any strength?"
Daoren Lin didn't know how to say it.
The serious injury of Yang Yu's current moment is even more serious than the injuries he suffered when he visited Dayan Mountain at night thirty years ago.
But he still dares to fight with the Martial Saint...
"Some are still there, but unfortunately, the old demon has not come in person..."
He glanced at the two ten masters who looked like dead dogs on the ground. On Wan Jiang, he felt a familiar aura.
The Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu, this old guy has a nest of people on his body...
"That Zhuoligetu..."
Daoren Lin's sword was slightly shaken.
"The direction he went, Qi Daoguang had been waiting for a long time, but it was not that easy to leave..."
Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth and slightly tidied up his clothes. Yang Yu stepped onto the king's chariot and returned to the city surrounded by a group of terrified soldiers and civilians.
Today is not just the day to be king.
Chapter completed!