Chapter 233 Bloody War (I) "If you want to fight, you will fight, don't be like a headless fly, wordy." The deep voice echoed in the Demon Temple, as if the Demon God was speaking, indifferent and domineering, making people feel awe, and some people in the Qingyang League who were in the lower cultivation realm were a little timid.

The jet-black iron hammer held tightly in Wu Heng's hand was full of metallic power, and the whole body flashed with demonic light, this demonic weapon had been washed by countless blood, and it had already been murderous, not afraid of any battle, when the ancient sky-turning hammer felt the master's full of fighting intent, it was also trembling with excitement, and it looked very bloodthirsty.

He was purple-clothed hunting, his black hair fluttering, and he stood alone inside the gate of the Demon Palace, facing nearly a hundred monks of all sizes in the Qingyang Alliance.

Xuehua's face was calm, and she stepped aside and watched silently. This is an opportunity to experience Wu Heng, let him face it best, and if there is danger, he will naturally help.

Not only did nearly a hundred monks from the Qingyang League enter the Demon Temple, but there were also some scattered monks who entered it, and some of the monks saw that the people of the Qingyang League were fierce and murderous, and they all took a detour in fear, thinking in their hearts how far away they were.

"Alas, it seems that the young man is guilty, and there is no place to flee in this palace. ”

"Whatever, the longer the monks of the Qingyang League fight with that young man, the better, and we will have one less rival to compete for the treasure!"

Of course, there are also many monks who like to watch the excitement and choose to run to a safe place to stay, wanting to enjoy and appreciate this battle, but they feel that this is a completely one-sided advantage, hundreds of people in the Qingyang Alliance, will they not be able to beat a young man who cultivates in the three realms of the Xuan Rank?

Almost all the monks of the Qingyang League arrived, and only a few people were left to inform the headquarters and some of the Qingyang League's sub-alliances, obviously wanting to call the monks of the Qingyang League to be backup, and it would be more advantageous to win the treasure!

Ouyang Xi's white clothes were like snow, and his expression was radiant, but he withdrew his smile and smile, and on the contrary, he became solemn, dealing with hundreds of monks in the Qingyang League, even he didn't dare to boast that he could win. And he also noticed a small detail, that is, Wu Heng's wife Xuehua silently stepped aside, and had no intention of making a move, could it be that Wu Heng was really ready to fight hundreds of monks with the strength of one person?

"Hmph, since you are bent on death, then let the uncle fulfill you!" Lie Tian snorted coldly, and a strong crimson essence emerged from his body, he directly sacrificed his Yuan Shen weapon, and a blood sword appeared in his hand, after the last fight, he had already been wary, and knew that Wu Heng's body was strong, so he chose to fight him!

That blood sword was condensed from the blood of the essence of the human body, and to create such a blood sword, it would take at least thousands of mortal essences to be cast.

"Cluster!"

As soon as the scorching sky slapped the blood sword, it directly turned into a ray of blood light and flew away, and there was a piercing sound that broke through the air, and the blood sword was as fast as a knife light, piercing Wu Heng's throat.

"Hmph, children's means are better than yours!" Wu Heng smiled indifferently, and suddenly, his eyes became serious, no longer talking nonsense with him, and directly increased his combat power to the strongest stage!

An incomparably dazzling golden divine light suddenly emerged from his body, he sacrificed the attack array, and swept away with the ancient sky-turning hammer, with great power to pull out the power of the mountain and cover the world, and if he didn't move, the entire empty hall was shaking!

"Boom!"

The magic hammer smashed it with a blow, and directly blasted the blood sword into powder, everything was in the blink of an eye, this is the momentum of the demon dao divine soldier, a mountain can collapse, and a blood sword is not enough to fight with it!

"What?" Lietian's pupils contracted, and his Yuan Shen weapon was actually shattered directly, and while he was shocked in his heart, he also spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Damn, is that guy still human, Lietian is a powerhouse in the psychic realm, and his primordial god weapon is so vulnerable?"

The oldest monk in the Qingyang League said in a deep voice: "It's not that the weapon of the Burning Sky is too weak, but the hammer in that kid's hand is too strong......

Wu Heng's eyes were very indifferent, his left hand carved the character formation pattern in the void, stepped forward, appeared in front of the scorching sky, and his powerful right arm swept the ancient sky-turning hammer and blasted directly at his head, that strength was too strong, comparable to a giant dragon, as soon as his right arm was forced, the ground of the temple was trembling, and the floor paved with bluestone under his feet cracked into subtle cracks.

"He is an immortal, is this guy a barbarian from the Giant Clan, he has enough strength to move the mountains!" Lietian's legs trembled, knowing that he was still underestimating the enemy, this young man's body was already outrageously powerful, and with this jet-black iron hammer, it was simply a geometric multiplier, comparable to an old monster in the realm of the gods.

Wu Heng's strength suddenly became so great, half of it was due to the offensive formation, this kind of formation that strengthened several times the combat power was simply against the sky, of course, it was also very consuming of essence, and instantly drained one-fifth of the essence of Wu Heng's qi in the sea!

"Boom!

The jet-black hammer was full of force, falling from the sky and smashing directly into Blazing Sky's head.

"Young man, don't be too arrogant, do you really think that I have no one in the Qingyang League?" At this time, an old man's voice came, looking very majestic, this person's strength is above the scorching sky, and he is a strong man in the second realm of psychics, he has been clapping it with his big hand, wanting to catch the ancient heaven-turning hammer and save the scorching sky.

However, at the moment when the old man's big hand touched the Ancient Heaven Turning Hammer, his facial muscles couldn't help but twitch, and he felt that what he was catching was not a hammer, but a mountain, heavy and terrifying!

"Poof. ”

The old man's right arm was directly smashed into flesh, a bloody light rushed out of his arm, and his clothes were dyed red, the ancient sky-turning hammer was too domineering, the old monk wanted to hold it with his hand, but the right arm was directly chiseled into flesh and mud, and his old face was painfully twisted together, very hideous.

"Ahh

Bloody, too bloody......

Many of the monks of the Qingyang League were clever in their hearts, the jet-black iron hammer was powerful and terrifying, and there was an aura that no weapon could stop. More people's faces turned pale, the scorching sky died too tragically, the flesh and blood and brains were mixed together, becoming a stream of muddy water on the ground, and the people who watched the scene couldn't help but feel furious in their hearts, and goosebumps rose.

The light in Wu Heng's eyes was very indifferent, he was never soft on the enemy, if it was compared to killing, the young generation of leaders in Middle-earth might not kill more than him!

"Hiss......" Some groups of idle monks stood in the distance and gasped, the young man's methods were too terrifying, coupled with his indifferent expression, it was as terrifying as the demon god was in the world.

"Kill people without blinking at all!" Many people involuntarily took a few steps back, for fear of provoking Wu Heng.

"Kill a monk of the first realm of the psychic realm in seconds, and smash the right arm of an old man of the second realm of the psychic realm, such a combat power, terrifying, too scary......" Even Ouyang Xi couldn't help but be shocked, his gaze looked very serious, if Wu Heng grew up in the future, he would be either a friend or an enemy, and having such an enemy with strong potential was definitely not what he wanted.

"Childe, do you need to do it?" The eyes of several monks of the Ouyang family also turned indifferent, and they also seemed to see Ouyang Xi's concerns, Ouyang Xi was a genius of his generation, and he would inevitably kill countless enemies when he preached in the future, if he got rid of this person now, he could also avoid a terrifying enemy in the future.

"Nope. Ouyang Xi hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head, his eyes looked at the snowflakes standing in the distance, intentionally or unintentionally, this woman's cultivation Ouyang Xi couldn't see through it at all, so it was better not to do it.

"But with your current strength, wouldn't it be easy to kill him?" a Ouyang family monk secretly said.

"Don't underestimate that young man, maybe he is not my opponent now, but I may not kill him. Ouyang Xi shook his head again, his tone was very solemn. Wu Heng will have a corner of the Xuan Ao Formation Pattern, which can be shrunk into inches, and he can step dozens of zhang away in one step, Ouyang Xi understands that if he can't kill Wu Heng with one blow, he will definitely step on the formation pattern and run away. If this is the case, the two of them will completely tear their faces and become enemies, this young man's potential is powerful and terrifying, and the three realms of the Xuan Rank can kill the psychic monk in seconds, if he reaches the same level as himself, I am afraid that he can also be the same as himself, and he can fight the dragon monk!

When the time comes, who wins and who loses, Ouyang Xi himself has no bottom.

In the end, Ouyang Xi still dispelled the idea of making a move on Wu Heng, even if he couldn't be friends with him, it was better not to be an enemy.

Xuehua, who was standing alone at the other end, felt that Ouyang Xi's killing intent towards Wuheng was gradually dissipating, and she also brought back the Nine Turns Ice Lotus, if that person made a move, she would wipe out this person as soon as possible!

The Nine Turns Ice Lotus is a generation of imperial soldiers, who can compete with the people present!

Ouyang Xi's choice is correct......

"Young man, the old man has to admit that you are very strong, but don't think that if you have the combat power to challenge beyond the level, you can compete with hundreds of monks in my Qingyang Alliance!" The old monk whose right arm was smashed had a very old voice, and there was an incomparably strong killing intent hidden in the secret, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply, as eerie and cold as an ice cellar.

"Bubbling ......"

The sound of flesh and blood flowing sounded in the old monk's arm, and I saw that the old monk's face sank, and the broken right arm was slowly growing......

"In the life of the Dao Soul?" Wu Heng's eyes twitched slightly, he didn't expect that this person's awakened Dao Soul was so terrifying, and his right arm could grow out after being cut off, no wonder the Qingyang League present respected him.

Flesh and blood are alive, only Tongtian realm monks have this kind of ability, but there are also some people with special systems, such as martial cultivators who have the soul of the living Dao, this kind of monk is very terrifying, as long as his primordial spirit is not broken, the flesh can grow again.

The atmosphere in the field has dropped to the freezing point, like a cold land, which can drip into ice.

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