Chapter 166: Stepping on the Top of the Purple Mountain

Finally, when he stepped on the four hundred steps, a bald man, finally unable to bear the shame, fell into the air, holding a giant double hammer, and smashed down on Wang Yu.

"It's just a matter of cultivating Dan, why worry about it!" Wang Yu sneered, there were still two jade talismans left in the storage bag, and he was confident that when the Great Han's double hammer fell, he would kill him in an instant, such a purpose was nothing more than to completely deter the Ziqing Sect.

Regarding the real powerhouse in the Ziqing Sect, although he has not understood it, he can become one of the five strong sects, the background of the Ziqing Sect must be profound, Wang Yu has roughly thought about it, compared with the Ziqing Sect and the Xuanwen Sect, there must be terrifying figures such as Liufeng Daozun, otherwise he will not be able to stand on the cultivation realm for thousands of years without falling.

And his purpose is actually to lure out the strong man behind it, and then use the Flowing Wind Dao Venerable to give a sword, and make a complete break with the Ziqing Sect. Regardless of whether the old man is dead or alive, as long as the Ziqing Sect can't give an answer, Wang Yu doesn't mind killing the ring, and with the power of the remaining two jade runes, it is basically effortless to kill all the masters below the Yuan Ying of the Ziqing Sect.

When the bald man fell between the giant hammer, Wang Yu took out a jade talisman, the jade talisman has the coercion of the Yuanying, which was given by the elder Zhuang Da, with two powers, and under the rumbling roar, an iron gun flew out of the jade talisman, and as soon as the iron spear was born, the wind and clouds immediately rolled upside down, tearing and tearing the sound of the air, and when the big man had not yet returned to his senses, he gave him a heart-to-heart and completely killed.

However, when the big man died, the iron spear did not stop its might, but under Wang Yu's thoughts, it swept towards hundreds of Ziqing Sect masters, and suddenly those who were below the Yuan Infant were frightened and shocked.

The one-armed old man's eyes shrank suddenly, and his solemn palms were pushed out, wanting to force the iron spear to retreat and disperse, but when his palms touched the iron spear, the iron spear exploded, and a terrifying power swept the one-armed old man back again and again, and the robe was broken and broken.

"Despicable! Damn calves! The one-armed old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and scolded with hatred, but what was even more terrifying was not the self-explosion caused by him blocking this shot, but when he was shocked and cursed, Wang Yu resolutely crushed the jade talisman, and a similar iron gun shot straight towards hundreds of strong people, with monstrous power!

The one-armed old man was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly swept away, but once and twice, time was already running out, and how could it be Wang Yu, who had secretly calculated well, and suddenly used a killing move to come quickly! .

The iron spear submerged into the crowd, and the monks below the Yuan Infant Stage were frightened and couldn't avoid it, and suddenly heard the last explosion, and exchanged the self-explosion for the maximum power, and wiped out all the monks within a range of hundreds of zhang, except for two or three Yuan Infant monks who escaped in embarrassment, there were almost a hundred or so people, and they were completely destroyed.

The one-armed old man's face was pale, and his momentary carelessness and negligence allowed Wang Yu to take advantage of the loophole, making him lose a hundred Ziqing Sect powerhouses, and he felt a little like wanting to die but couldn't die, and he, the great elder, was afraid that after this incident, it was almost over.

The old man next to Gongsun Heng, seeing Wang Yu's decisive killing, the corners of his mouth were even more frightened to both sides, his eyes showed jealousy, Gongsun Heng smiled, and said to himself: "A wolf, if you don't mess with him, it's enough, once you provoke him, you have to be ready to lose the meat!" ”

Under the uproar of the casual cultivators outside, the adoring eyes of Wang Yu were like a surging river, and there were even more beautiful female monks, looking at the white-clothed figure with tender eyes, for their female casual cultivators who were splashing everywhere, this kind of tall male monk who killed people but nodded was simply their favorite, and they wished that they were willing to marry Wang Yu afterwards, even if it was worth it overnight.

Wang Yu killed a hundred monks at one time, completely intimidating everyone in the Ziqing Sect, even the one-armed old man, because of the taboo of the flowing wind to give him a sword, he only swallowed his anger, and had no choice but to send three old monsters in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

In the early days of these three Yuan Infants, because they had been injured by the old sword monster, they couldn't cultivate an inch, and half of their feet stepped into the loess, and the grievances with the old sword monster were also very great.

The three of them came slowly, their faces were as heavy as water, and when they lived to their age, they had long been happy and angry on their faces, and their minds were generally unpredictable, but one thing that the three of them had in common was that their eyes were all viculd, staring at Wang Yu was like a vulture staring at a hare, ruthless, vicious!

Not surprisingly, the three of them shot together, using the autumn wind to sweep away the fallen leaves, and from three different directions, they shot together to kill Wang Yu.

Wang Yu gently shook the leaves that fell from his shoulders, and the three Yuanying monks shot to kill, which was already in his expectation, so when he reacted at this time, he was still light and light, and he couldn't see the slightest panic.

The last remaining jade talisman is the jade talisman given by Xue Youtiao, and it is Zhang Dabao's kindness, which also has the power of two blows, and the same Yuanying peak cultivation.

Rumble!

The jade talisman exploded silently, and tens of thousands of swords visible to the naked eye were cathartic from the air, like a river flowing backwards, shooting the three Yuanying monks in unison, and the momentum was terrifying, making the one-armed old man's face tremble, revealing a trace of resentment.

Under the catharsis of this cultivation, the three Yuanying monks were shocked and retreated, but no matter how fast the speed was, it was not as fast as the peak of the Yuanying Peak, in the sword qi roaring, the three Yuanying monks invariably screamed in unison, and there were angry shouts, but it was only three breaths, and the heart-rending screams were terrifying, instantly terrifying people's minds, at a glance, the three Yuanying early stage monks, all dead!!

Everyone was frightened and shocked, the disciples of the Ziqing Sect had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only the one-armed old man and the remaining two hundred Jiedan foundation powerhouses, staring at Wang Yu's eyes with fire at the same time, there was also fear.

No one thought that an old sword monster who cultivated as a pervert would be terrifying, but his apprentice was also full of tricks, and he didn't know where to get so many jade talismans.

When people thought he would wake up, the guy actually fell asleep again, and the one-armed old man trembled all over, but what added fuel to his fire was that the old man with eight eyebrows opened his eyelids and looked around, and found that the white-clothed figure was still there, and immediately rolled his eyelids and fainted.

"Pork chop skin, angry old man, angry old man!" The one-armed old man has lost eight lifetimes of shame, his eyes are on fire, and he is determined to break the pork chop skin into thousands of pieces before he can relieve his hatred and sleep peacefully!

And at this time, no one dared to stop Wang Yu from reaching the top of the Purple Mountain, and the magnificent Ziqing Sect Hall was built on the top of the Purple Mountain, which was the current sect master Lily Dan's dormitory, and its status was self-evident, and it was the second holy place of the Ziqing Sect.

For thousands of years, only two people came to the top of the Ziqing Sect, when the old sword monster slashed all the way, with a sword on the sword, to the main hall of the Ziqing Sect, forcing the Ziqing Sect to be born with the mountain and river sword, and at this time, the apprentice of the old sword monster also killed to the top of the purple mountain!

The monks outside were in an uproar, completely remembering Wang Yu's prestige, like a hurricane sweeping, deeply imprinted in people's hearts, and a few people were deeply ashamed, thinking that Wang Yu would only use external forces to reach the top of the Purple Mountain.