"Who are you, and why are you targeting me so much?"

Yu Zhaoyin said word by word.

"Why?" Ye Wuwu sneered in his heart, smiled, and said coldly, "There is no why! I will kill you if I am unhappy, and now I will kill you if I see that you are unhappy, and I will kill you, give you two ways, if you have the ability, you will make a move, and if you don't have the ability, you will kill yourself." ”

Ye Wuwu's words made Yu Zhaoyin stunned again, but Qianye-kun secretly laughed.

"You don't even talk about morality? Which sect are you?"

Yu Zhaoyin continued to ask. After all, he has formed a lot of beams, and if he really gets into trouble with some major sects, he will suffer.

Ye Wuwu was dumbfounded, and suddenly said: "Are you an idiot or a fool, you tell me morality, what is morality, I am not a big person, I am not a big person, don't worry, only the master comes to trouble you, what kind of bullshit morality, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

"Hmph, do you really think I won't dare to kill you?

The omen came up with the spell seal.

"Kill!"

Ye Wuwu couldn't suppress the strong fighting intent in his heart, and punched to kill.

"Kill!"

You Zhaoyin had a holiday with Ye Wuwu before, and he already had killing intent in his heart, but now he has been angered several times, and he can't hold it back.

The two began to fight, light and shadow intertwined, and the sound of combat skills cutting through the sky was constantly heard.

"You use the power of spells, it's good, I don't take advantage of you, the power of spells fights!"

Ye Wuwu sneered, and the Seven Kills Unfolded, and a red blade floated in his hand.

You Zhaoyin also sneered: "You are a martial cultivator who actually uses the power of spells, you are really arrogant, I want you to know who is the strongest spell master." ”

One purple and one red, the two figures were entwined, and from time to time a powerful murderous aura spread, and the two of them shot like lightning, and they had already spelled out dozens of moves in an instant.

Ye Wuwu controlled the true qi in his body, and since the power of martial cultivation had already been transformed into the power of spells, he could only estimate the strongest strength of the first order of the spell king at this time.

"Boom!"

The two of them suddenly separated, and then they fought again, this time, both slowing down at the same time.

"Boom!"

The red spell blade and the purple seal met each other, and it was not until the moment of contact that the sound of explosion could be heard clearly.

The competition of absolute strength, the strongest battle at the level of the curse king, Chiba-kun in the dark watched the battle with bated breath and did not dare to say anything.

"No way! You can't be so powerful!"

The invisibility figure of the ghost omen retreated more than ten steps in a row and roared angrily.

Ye Wuwu only took three steps back, his face was extremely calm: "This is the power of my spell, I definitely didn't cheat, if you feel scared, let's kill yourself quickly!"

"Okay! I want to see how strong your martial arts strength is! Come on! Take out all your strength, let me have a good fight!"

Yu Zhaoyin suddenly recited a few mantras, and the spell mark in his hand suddenly turned golden, and the whole person stepped on the spell array under his feet and rose to the sky.

"Flying in the air?"

Ye Wuwu watched him fly into the sky with disdain, this level was simply inferior to Wu Yue Firmament.

"Aren't you a martial cultivator? Come on, let's rise to the sky and have a vigorous battle!"

Yu Zhaoyin yelled.

"Fly up and fight?hehe, at this level, you still want to fight with me in the air?"

Ye Wuwu sneered coldly.

"What an arrogant boy, his ruthless words are much better than your cultivation!"

The omen steadied himself and stood in mid-air overlooking the road. The momentum on his body is still rising.

"Don't talk nonsense, you don't deserve to fight me in the air, get down!"

Ye Wuwu shouted violently, and with a wave of his right hand, a huge palm fell from the sky in an instant, and pressed straight towards Youzhaoyin.

Seeing this, all the strength of the curse king completely exploded, and the killing intent on the ghost omen was even more terrifying, and the golden curse mark turned into a huge roulette, slashing towards the giant palm with a snatching momentum.

There is no trick at all, the power of this blow is no longer the same as just now, even if it is Ye Wuwu, he does not dare to slack off at this time, and his face solemnly controls the giant palm to press it.

"Boom!"

Under the impact of energy, the space was a little distorted, Ye Wuwu stepped back three feet, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so strong!"

"Humph!

You Zhaoyin was depressed and found that after he used the inheritance battle technique, Ye Wuwu's strength was still not below him, and he also retreated, and the strength of both sides was actually between them.

"He can't beat me than staying power. ”

Ye Wuwu's eyes exuded a confident light, but in his heart he was vigilant, ready to guard against the opponent's attack at any time.

"I have the inheritance of the Ancient Sage, and I must take the opportunity to kill him. ”

You Zhaoyin was also thinking in his mind, his heart moved, and he suddenly touched his chest, he happened to have the talisman he had drawn a few days ago based on the inheritance memory, and now he could try his hand with Ye Wuwu.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Seeing that the battle between the two had entered a white-hot stage, Chiba-kun suddenly felt that the time was right, and when Yu Zhaoyin's attention was distracted, he had already sneaked into the main hall.

"Little brother, you have to hold on!"

"Whoosh!"

Ye Wuwu kicked the ground with his legs, the whole person jumped more than ten zhang high, and his right hand firmly controlled the blade, at this time, the red sword light on the blade had already burst out of lightning, even under the noon sun, it was still very dazzling.

"Kill!"

The power of the Seven Kills, taking advantage of the inertia of going down from high in the sky, the power of Ye Wuwu's move is even more amazing, and the red mangs slashed towards the dark omen in the air with terrifying red lightning.

Yu Zhaoyin's face was hideous, with endless anger in his heart, he also used the spell as a wheel, and did not choose to dodge, the golden wheel met the red light in the air.

"Boom!"

Although Ye Wuwu had the advantage in the air and increased his inertial strength, You Zhaoyi's feet firmly stepped on the spell array, and he also had an advantage that could not be underestimated.

When the two rays intersected, the red rays suddenly skyrocketed, and the sound of crackling in the air was heard, and the red lightning formed a power grid and spread, and the target was naturally the ghost omen on the spell array.

"Oh no! It's the power of the electric soul!"

The ghostly omen immediately gathered the golden mang's protective body, but the power of the electric soul drove straight in, and the powerful crackling sound continued.

"Poof!"

Youzhao faintly spat blood from his mouth, and the protective golden mangs around him suddenly dimmed a lot.

And Ye Wuwu also happened to use the force to fly out and landed firmly on the ground, only to see him stretch out his index finger and gently stroke the blood at the corner of his mouth, and then put it in his mouth, salty, sweet, with a strong smell of blood.

"How many times have I not been injured, his strength is really strong enough, and it is worth fighting to the death. ”

The battle intent in Ye Wuwu's heart continued to rise, and he felt that the blood in his body was running faster.

Although Yu Zhaoyin vomited a mouthful of blood, the injury was not as serious as it seemed. New hatred and old hatred surged into my heart for a while, and the killing intent in my eyes became more and more intense.

"You must die today, and I will kill you no matter what!"

Yu Zhaoyin roared in his heart.

"Kill!"

He rushed over like crazy, and Ye Wuwu also roared and greeted him fearlessly.

Both of them were red-eyed, each move was a collision of the strongest strength and absolute strength, but the strength of the two was almost the same, and gradually, Ye Wuwu and You Zhaoyin began to be injured at the same time.

"Desperate, desperate! Who am I afraid of!"

Ye Wuwu's clothes were gradually stained with more and more bloodstains, both enemies and his own. But he was not afraid at all, but the more he fought, the more he fought, for it had been a long time since he had fought so vigorously.

The same is true of Yu Zhaoyin, his hair is scattered, and his black robe has been cut in several places, and blood slowly seeps out from it.

After a few more moves back and forth, the two gradually fought from minor injuries to serious injuries. Ye Wuwu covered his abdomen with one hand, and the abdomen was scratched by the opponent's curse wheel, if the position was deeper, I am afraid that he would really be disemboweled.

In this battle, Ye Wuwu took the initiative to suppress the body protection ability of the Chaos Spirit Armor. He didn't want to rely on these artifacts all the time, he wanted to fight through his true strength, because only through desperate fighting could he improve his strength faster.

You Zhaoyin was even more angry in his heart, the skin of his right shoulder was open, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he only felt that it was extremely difficult to raise his arm, and he was almost completely split by the other party.

"It looks like the fight is going to end quickly, and I can't drag it until I lose combat with him. ”

Ye Wuwu thought in his heart.

You Zhaoyin also had a plan, and when he started again, a strange gaze suddenly flashed in his eyes, but this gaze made Ye Wuwu secretly frightened in his heart, and intuitively felt the danger.

"Oh no! There must be fraud!"

Ye Wuwu's eyes stared at each other deadly.

"Whirlwind Talisman!"

Yu Zhaoyin suddenly took out a yellowed talisman from his arms and threw it directly towards Ye Wuwu.

"Whew!"

After the spell was thrown, the powerful spiritual power suddenly formed a huge whirlwind that directly rolled up Ye Wuwu's entire person.

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Wuwu wanted to rush out, but he couldn't move at all, the power of that whirlwind was surprisingly strong, and it was not something he could resist at all.

Seeing that the other party was swept into the sky and rotated in a circle, Yu Zhaoyin once again took out a charm, and there were words in his mouth.

As the other party fell, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Nine Heavenly Thunder. ”

Under the roaring sound, the nine arm-thick heavenly thunderbolts blasted directly towards Ye Wuwu's head.

"What is this, it's too evil!"

Ye Wuwu's pupils shrank, and he desperately jumped in other directions to dodge.

"Boom, boom......"

With nine sounds in a row, the heavenly thunder tore through the space and exploded wildly.

"Holy!"

A sad and indignant voice sounded, and Ye Wuwu used his strength to barely avoid the eight heavenly thunders with the help of his body, but he was still rubbed by the ninth.

If he was directly slashed, I am afraid that he would have already died without a corpse, and the power of the spell was definitely not something that Ye Wuwu could deal with at this time.

Rao is like this, his body is also scorched black, his shawl long hair is directly put on end, and his face is full of black smoke.

For a while, he only felt that the blood in his heart was churning, and finally he couldn't help but spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper.

Originally, he was already injured, but after being bombed, the injury became more serious, and Ye Wuwu found that his strength had at least doubled.

On the other side, after Zhao Shuyan and Ling Hui rescued the disciples of the Holy Dan Sect who were locked in the cellar, they noticed the abnormal movement here, and their expressions were solemn for a while, and they hurriedly set off.