Not only did the wind not return, but Cheng Chu and Feng Kang also discovered that although the previous six-winged golden silkworm was also powerful, it was uneven, but now at a glance, the action is completely consistent, the speed is to the extreme, and the power is even better.

"Not good!" Feng Bugui has already discovered that something is wrong, "I miscalculated, these six-winged golden silkworms are coming for me." ”

As soon as Feng Fu finished speaking, the six-winged golden silkworm had already flown towards him, and Cheng Chu and Feng Kang were dumbfounded.

"Hehe, Feng Kang, let's have a good fight." Tang Long's voice came.

"Tsk, Cheng Chu, come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Hua Tiangong also shouted.

In an instant, the three of them were killed together.

Yang Yu saw that when the time came, his figure disappeared in an instant.

Yamashita.

"Hao Changqiong, what should we do?" Diqiu looked up the hill.

"What can we do, the battle of god-level martial artists, we just wait for the results, if the god-level martial artists on our side win, we don't need to make a move, the Haotian faction will definitely be destroyed." Hao Changqiong said casually.

When the others heard this, they naturally nodded.

"I'm afraid that if you can't wait for the god-level martial artist battle to have a result, you will all die." A familiar voice came.

"Yes...... Yang Yu! Dicho saw someone coming.

"Yang Yu, it's really Yang Yu." Hao Changqiong was shocked, and his first reaction was to run into the distance, he was really frightened by Yang Yu's secret weapon.

Looking at Hao Changqiong's movements, Yang Yu sneered in his heart, this time he dared to kill blatantly, on the one hand, because he was confident in his strength, and on the other hand, because he had an exchange point. Not to mention summoning Dugu to seek defeat, it is to exchange for a hidden weapon. It's not something that these people in front of you can defend against.

"Yang Yu, you're here to find death!" Hao Changqiong shouted from behind.

"Gutsless rats. Just like you, don't think about breaking through to a god-level martial artist for the rest of your life. Yang Yu smiled coldly and looked at the group of people in front of him, "We can't intervene in the battle of god-level martial artists, so let's have a good fight." ”

"We will be nearly three hundred, are we still afraid of you?" Diqiu said coldly, and then shouted, "Everyone has seen it. No matter what kind of cultivation it is this time, everyone will go up together and kill Yang Yu, he is just a ground-level martial artist, and there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

Di Qiu said it very easily, but others are not fools, and Yang Yu's majesty last time was obvious to all.

"Kill!" Yang Yu spit out a word from his mouth, and he didn't hesitate at all. He came to kill people, and he was too lazy to waste time.

"Look for death!" There was a heaven-level martial artist who couldn't stand it anymore.

Yang Yu smiled coldly.

"Blood Moon!"

As soon as one move was made, the crescent moon sword qi raged, and the blood light flew away. Several unfortunate Xuan-level martial artists were immediately in different places, while a ground-level martial artist couldn't dodge. One of his arms was severed by the Crescent Moon Sword Qi.

"Damn, it's so arrogant!"

"yes. It's so arrogant that it doesn't even take us seriously. Kill him, kill him! ”

Many people really can't stand it, Yang Yu looks like no one else, as if he can kill as much as he wants.

"Let's attack together!" I don't know who shouted.

Then, the sword qi and sword qi in the sky slashed over.

Yang Yu smiled coldly, didn't dodge, and let these sword qi and sword qi slash at his body, and these sword qi and sword qi rushed into his body, as if they wanted to divide him into countless parts.

"Suck!"

Within Yang Yu's dantian, a great suction force was generated, and these sword qi and sword qi immediately seemed to be pulled by something, and then they drilled towards his dantian, and the purple true qi in the dantian gushed out, and it enveloped these sword qi and sword qi in one hand.

"Refining!" Yang Yu snorted coldly, the purple true qi tumbled, and a drop of the only purple true yuan turned into many filaments, and in the blink of an eye, these sword qi and sword qi were wrapped.

The sword qi and sword qi were still struggling, but in less than a minute, there was no more sound, and the sword qi and sword qi were all refined into purple true qi by Yang Yu.

Sword qi and sword qi are also energy, and Yang Yu has long understood the effect of purple true qi, that is, it can refine any energy.

In the past, Yang Yu didn't dare to be so crazy, because at that time, Yang Yu was cultivating Jiuyang Divine Skill, and he couldn't refine these sword qi and sword qi at all, but now it's different, purple true qi contains all things, and the true qi generated by any exercise can be fused by it, and sword qi and sword qi are naturally no exception.

"Okay, it's so cool, the cultivation has increased a bit." Yang Yu became excited, and then a few wisps of purple true qi quickly repaired his body, and he could no longer find a single scar on his body.

"It's all right, damn it, everyone keep attacking!" Someone shouted.

The others didn't understand, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen pairs of fists and feet attacked Yang Yu, Yang Yu pretended not to see it, motionless, and countless fists and feet attacked him all around.

"Die!"

"Die!"

Yang Yu's whole body was covered with fists and feet, and countless True Qi and True Yuan poured into his body, although it was very painful, Yang Yu was not worried, the strongest attack at present was a mid-level martial artist, and he could completely take it.

The stars shifted, and Yang Yu attracted these true qi and true yuan into the dantian, and these swarming true qi and true yuan were even more terrifying than his absorption of spiritual energy cultivation.

"Okay, great, maybe you can condense the second drop of purple true essence soon." Yang Yu was extremely excited, although it was painful to bear so many attacks, but he completely ignored it, relative to the benefits, these are nothing.

Dozens of true qi and true yuan converged into Yang Yu's dantian, if it was someone else, even a god-level martial artist would be finished, but for Yang Yu, this was not a matter at all, these true qi and true yuan would only become his nutrients in the end.

Refine!

Keep refining!

Suddenly, Yang Yu found that a drop of purple true yuan was gradually condensed in the dantian, but this was only forming, it was far from enough, he still needed more energy.

"Attack so wildly, see you're not dead!" Someone said gloomily outside.

"It's so strange, although the highest attack is only a mid-heaven-level martial artist, but Yang Yu's performance is too abnormal, he can't dodge no matter what, as if he deliberately let people attack him." Diqiu wondered.

"Who knows, but with such an attack, dozens of true qi are scurrying around in the body, and no one will inevitably die." Another heaven-level martial artist said.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, let's see." Hao Changqiong said lightly, he had already discovered that something was wrong, because it seemed to be like this last time, and Yang Yu didn't dodge much, but it was far from being crazy this time.

"Okay, a drop of purple true yuan." Yang Yu noticed the changes in the dantian, absorbing so much true qi and true yuan, if it was an ordinary person, it would be more than enough to condense ten drops of true yuan, but Yang Yu only condensed one drop.

"Haha, keep coming!" Yang Yu was very excited, and he expected others to contribute more True Qi or True Yuan to him.

"What's the matter, he doesn't have anything to do." Someone found out that something was wrong.

"Damn, you give me a death!" A ground-level martial artist stabbed Yang Yu's throat with a sword, Yang Yu looked at it and sneered in his heart, as long as his head and heart are still there, what is it if he pierces his throat, but if others see that his throat is broken, he can still live, and it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Raising two fingers, Yang Yu's spiritual sense moved, locked the long sword of this ground-level martial artist, and then clamped it, and the long sword was clamped by him.

"Look for death!" Yang Yu smiled coldly, the purple true yuan ran to two fingers, and the two-finger Zen Gong was exerted, and the two fingers were suddenly as hard as a stone.

"Break it for me!"

"Bang!"

The long sword was cut in two, and Yang Yu casually shot out the middle of his two fingers, hitting the throat of this ground-level martial artist, only to hear a muffled sound, and this ground-level martial artist had turned into a corpse.

"Damn, there's something weird, everyone withdraw!" A ground-level martial artist who was attacking Yang Yu finally found out that something was wrong, the true qi he punched into Yang Yu's body turned out to be like a mud cow entering the sea, which was not what should happen under normal circumstances at all.

"Now that you've found out, let's die!" Yang Yu sneered, and the purple true qi ran to the Junzi Sword, and the terrifying sword slashed out.

"Blood Moon!"

This sword is definitely comparable to the full force of a late-stage heaven-level martial artist, the sword qi is raging, and the dozen or so martial artists surrounding Yang Yu are just for a moment, all of them are lifeless, and the ground has become a blood-red piece, and the scene is extremely bloody.

"This, how can he be more powerful." Someone muttered.

"It's not like that, how can he get stronger and stronger." Someone yelled.

"Haha, let's all die!" Yang Yu used his body technique, and his speed was extremely fast, and he specially looked for a ground-level martial artist to make a move.

"Don't kill me!" A ground-level martial artist was roaring, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a corpse, and such things were still happening.

Nearly three hundred people, in the blink of an eye, the people killed by Yang Yu turned on their backs, many ground-level martial artists and Xuan-level martial artists began to desperately flee, and the few remaining heaven-level martial artists, Hao Changqiong retreated far away, gritting his teeth on the side.

In less than half an hour, the blood stained the earth, the corpses under the mountain stretched for more than ten miles, and the warriors who were killed by Yang Yu had exceeded a hundred.

"Demon, he's a demon!" There was a Xuan-level martial artist who was already scared silly.

"Heaven-level martial artists, what about our heaven-level martial artists, why don't they make a move." Someone was yelling, they were questioning.

But it's a pity, it's not that they don't make a move, it's that no one dares to make a move, the late stage of the heavenly level is no longer Yang Yu's opponent, and Hao Changqiong, who is at the peak of the late stage of the heavenly level, is a coward again, so the only remaining heaven-level martial artist is completely useless.

"It's all gone." Yang Yu stopped, he looked, nearly three hundred martial artists, probably more than one hundred and ten were killed by him, and the others were all gone, and he himself was unscathed, and the third drop of true yuan could almost be condensed in the dantian.

"It's a pity, but it's also a reward." Yang Yu smiled, he didn't know what the consequences of this battle would be, but after today, when it came to genius in the martial arts, Nangong Xiaoran was also gloomy in front of him. (To be continued......)