And Yu Yuan's natal source species, like the source soldiers he is used to, is a ruler as warm as jade.

Zhou Wenchang in front of him, not only is his cultivation method poisonous, but even his natal source species is such a disgusting poisonous snake, it is enough to see what kind of heart this person is!

I saw that the poisonous snake hissed, and suddenly burrowed into the hundred poisonous sword in Zhou Wenchang's hand, and the original lifeless source soldier immediately seemed to come to life.

Not only the power and speed have skyrocketed by seven or eight points.

Between the shots, they also became more cunning and ruthless!

At this moment, Zhou Wenchang himself seemed to have turned into a poisonous snake, and after a twist of his body, he jumped over.

"Martial arts at the bottom of the ground level, ten thousand snakes are poisoned!"

Zhou Wenchang hissed like a snake, and under the blessing of the Hundred Poisonous Sword, it suddenly turned into an overwhelming dense sword light, like thousands of green little snakes, completely engulfing Fan Yu.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Wenchang's mouth, as if he had seen through the snakes the scene of Fan Yu being devoured by ten thousand snakes and dying in pain.

But his heart sank soon—because the expected screams didn't come out!

In the next moment, a suffocating and terrifying high temperature rose from Fan Yu's body like flames, and the poisonous snake on his body was swept up by this flame, and immediately screamed and burned into ashes, scattered in the air.

Although Fan Yu looked very embarrassed at the moment, and most of the fluorescent armor on his body was shattered, he did not leave any injuries.

In his hand, four or five Fire Sparrow Talismans burned into ashes, reflecting his cold pupils as iron, reflecting Sen Han's killing intent.

Fan Yu sneered: "The natal source seed is indeed the foundation of the realm of the martial artist of the Gathering Source Realm, with the blessing of the power of the source seed, your strength has indeed increased a lot." ”

"But don't forget, I'm still a talisman. ”

Zhou Wenchang's heart was shocked, and a vitality crisis suddenly burst out from his heart.

However, in the snap of a finger, the ashes of the talisman in Fan Yu's hand had dispersed, and in their place, there were three brand-new Wind Splitting Talismans!

With a slight spit out of the source power of Fan Yu's fingertips, the laws on the Wind Splitting Talisman had been activated, and the three winds that were enough to suppress any ordinary Spiritual Light Mirror martial artist had already condensed and formed.

Whoosh -

Stop at Zhou Wenchang and cut it down!

In this case, Zhou Wenchang had no other way than to forcibly dodge, or cast an attack that was not weaker than the Fu Seal to counteract.

But after all, he was a battle-hardened warrior, and his perception told him that if he really did this, he would only die!

He did not retreat, but advanced, and the source seed drilled out from the tip of the sword, condensed into a small green snake that was extremely bright, and bit Fan Yu's throat.

This attack, more swift than ever before, is more sophisticated, and more vicious!

He's fighting for his life!

As the head of the Zhou family, Zhou Wenchang has fought for his life many times in the past, but he is commanding others and fighting for other people's lives.

This time, it was finally his turn to fight for his own life.

He was gambling, betting that Fan Yu would not risk being killed by his own sword, and he would also forcibly urge the Fu Seal to hit him hard.

As long as Fan Yu has a trace of panic and hesitation, he can change from passive to active in this instant, so as to take the lead!

The poisonous snake broke through the air, opened its mouth, and its fangs full of venom stretched out, almost sticking to Fan Yu's body.

Zhou Wenchang's eyes were split, he didn't believe that Fan Yu didn't hide!

But Zhou Wenchang clearly underestimated Fan Yu's means.

He also obviously underestimated Fan Yu's determination to kill him!

The serpent's teeth interlaced, and there was a click—

didn't bite on Fan Yu's throat, but bit on a vine as solid as fine iron!

The Spring and Autumn Wood drilled out from between Fan Yu's sleeves and robe and condensed into a barrier as thick as a city wall, blocking this almost fatal blow!

However, Fan Yu also paid the price.

This sword, after all, is the full force of the bearer Zhou Wenchang's source power, and there seems to be only poison on the sword.

In just a time when he couldn't breathe, the spring and autumn wood quickly began to turn black, his spiritual spirit was greatly damaged, and it seemed that he was about to wither and collapse.

Fan Yu was shocked, and hurriedly urged the robe to fall in frost, releasing the power of the ice spirit, completely freezing the Spring and Autumn Wood and putting it into the space bag.

At the same time, the wind formed by the three Wind Splitting Talismans had already slashed at Zhou Wenchang like lightning.

Zhou Wenchang's robe exploded, blood spurted wildly, and flew backwards, crashing into the wooden houses around the alley, knocking the wooden houses into continuous collapse.

"How can this kid's methods be so endless!"

He vomited a mouthful of blood, his face frightened and angry, angry and afraid.

In my heart, I was even more aggrieved.

If he hadn't gone out this time, he wouldn't have brought anything with him except for the Hundred Poison Sword and more than 100 Source Crystals that never left his hand, how could he be beaten by Fan Yu and had no power to fight back?

As the helmsman of the Zhou family, Zhou Wenchang has no less than seven or eight ground level source weapons.

Half a month ago, he also spent a huge amount of money to buy a powerful three-grade talisman seal as a life-saving thing at the bottom of his box.

But today, there is no chance to play a role!

It's not that Zhou Wenchang is careless, but he really never dreamed that he would be hunted by others in this Yunshui City, in this kind of broad daylight.

After this fight, Zhou Wenchang's internal source power has almost bottomed out, and his physical strength is also a little weak.

On the contrary, it is Fan Yu, whose momentum is high, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

An unprecedented anger and humiliation gnawed at Zhou Wenchang's heart like a poisonous snake.

After glancing at Fan Yu hatefully, he threw the Hundred Poison Sword out of his hand and turned into a giant python and left.

But Zhou Wenchang himself had risen directly from the ground, and fled out of the alley without looking back, not caring about Zhou Rui's life or death at all!

As he fled, he roared: "Fan Yu, you are very good!"

"Now even if I am not your opponent for the time being, but I don't want to give up the Hundred Poison Sword, and you can't even think of keeping me!"

After saying this, Zhou Wenchang's source of strength surged, and he jumped out like a snake, and he was about to disappear into the alley.

And Fan Yu didn't even have the slightest intention of chasing, his eyes didn't blink, looking at the oncoming Hundred Poison Sword, his eyes were solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

In the face of a little Grandmaster of the Gathering Source Realm, a strong man's angry blow, even Fan Yu did not dare to take it lightly.

In the depths of his body, the origin of martial arts trembled slightly, affecting the power in the Xuan vein, and suddenly burst out with terrifying sword intent.

Fan Yu's eyes were like swords, and he said loudly: "Yuyun Sword Style!"

The sword did not move.

The sword qi has moved!

At the moment when Fan Yu spoke, gray sword qi appeared in all directions of the alley, in the entire heaven and earth.

It is like a cumulus cloud in the high heavens, which has fallen down to the earth.

It's just that the clouds are white, but this sword qi shows a chaotic gray!

I saw that the cloud-like sword qi in the sky swept like a rolling wave, half of it smashed on the hundred poisonous sword that burst out, and the other half crushed towards Zhou Wenchang.

Along the way, houses collapsed and snow flew, and it was really imposing!

Zhou Rui, who was watching the battle from a distance, was completely shocked by the momentum of the Yuyun Sword Style!

As a descendant of the Zhou family, although she is not talented and still stays in the eightfold Xuanmai Realm, her vision and insight are not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

In the family, it was not that he had never seen those truly powerful martial arts.

But even if Zhou Wenqiang, the ancestor in the middle of the Gathering Source Realm, made a move, he definitely didn't have such an amazing momentum!

Not to mention the power, just the majestic and magnificent sword intent in the sword style has already made people's hearts shake and breathtaking.

Zhou Rui's eyes flowed, looking at Fan Yu's beautiful eyes, there seemed to be a brilliant bloom.

In an instant, the Hundred Poison Sword had been submerged by the Cloud Guardian Sword Style, and under the bombardment of the sword qi, it continued to explode and spray out a thick poisonous gas, but it was stirred by the clouds and dissipated in mid-air.

Rao was like this, and the Hundred Poison Sword was only slightly blocked, and it still stabbed towards Fan Yu unhurriedly.

Although there is not much power in this sword, after being locked by the tip of the sword, Fan Yu still has a hairbreak in his heart.

- It's not the sword that's terrible, it's the poison on the sword.

As long as he is stained with this poison, Fan Yu has no doubt that unless he has really stepped into the Gathering Source Realm, he will definitely die!

In this battle, Fan Yu seemed to have crushed Zhou Wenchang in all directions, but only he knew what a huge risk it contained.

If you take one wrong step, you will never recover.

Seeing that the Hundred Poison Sword was getting closer and closer, Fan Yu held the Streamer Sword and kept handing out one after another Hongmeng Sword Shadows.

His source power passed away quickly, and the momentum of the Hundred Poison Sword was also wildly consumed by the sword shadow.

After handing out more than a dozen swords, and after the source power in Fan Yu's body was consumed by thirty percent, the hundred poisonous swords clanged and fell to the ground without danger.

With the sound of the hundred poisonous sword falling to the ground, there was also Zhou Wenchang's terrible scream!

Twenty zhang away, Zhou Wenchang had been completely submerged by the Yuyun Sword Style.

The overwhelming gray waves fell down like a waterfall, and it took four or five breaths for a long time to gradually dissipate between heaven and earth.

After the sword qi dispersed, Zhou Wenchang, who appeared in front of Fan Yu, was already bathed in his own blood, and his whole body was covered with terrible wounds.

There were even some places where Bai Sensen's bones had been exposed, and after being broken by the sword qi, they pierced into his flesh and blood like steel bars.

Such a horrific injury, if it were an ordinary person, would have died a long time ago.

But for the Gathering Source Realm martial artists whose longevity and life levels have been improved, they will not fall on the spot.

Seeing Fan Yu holding his sword and walking over step by step, Zhou Wenchang's heart was cold, and he knew that he had no way to escape.

Plopped and fell to his knees!

He cried out, "I was wrong! I was wrong! Please spare my life!"

Fan Yu said coldly: "On Woyun Avenue that day, if Zhongli didn't come to save me, how could you spare my life?"

Zhou Wenchang had bitter hair, cold hands and feet, and dry lips.

He licked his dry lips and said in a trembling voice, "I...... I can leave an arm!"

Fan Yu said: "Not enough. ”

Zhou Wenchang said: "I can give you all my savings over the years!"

Fan Yu still said: "Not enough." ”

Zhou Wenchang collapsed and cried: "As long as you spare my life, I can give you anything! Please spare me, I can give you anything!"

He was bleeding and weeping, like a poisonous snake that has been skinned and cornered.

But right away, it's a dead snake.

Because Fan Yu has said coldly: "But, I only want your life!"

Zhou Wenchang was stunned.

Death came so suddenly, he didn't realize it was the last word he had ever heard in his life.

The sword flashed, and Zhou Wenchang's head had jumped high!

His face still maintained a frightened expression, and his head fell to the ground, and he was immediately bitten by a wild dog on the side of the road.

Fan Yu tiptoed a little, and as soon as he stepped back, blood had already shot out of Zhou Wenchang's neck like a fountain.

The sky is covered with snow, and it is all dyed red!

Under a sword, behead Zhou Wenchang!

is not only beheading Zhou Wenchang, but also equivalent to beheading the Yunshui Zhou family!

Although among the Zhou family, there are other little masters of the Gathering Source Realm, and even the ancestor of the middle stage of the Gathering Source Realm, Zhou Wenqiang.

But as soon as Zhou Wenchang died, it would definitely be a devastating blow to the Zhou family.

With the Zhou family usually making so many enemies, and even Fan Yu couldn't do it at all, the other martial arts families, after learning that Zhou Wenchang was dead, would definitely make some moves, plunging the Zhou family into an unprecedented catastrophe.