When Yang Zhengtian heard Ye Wuya's words, he suddenly scolded in his heart.

If it weren't for the sake of protecting you, a little rabbit cub, would the old man personally come out to deal with such a junior?

Ye Wuya naturally didn't know Yang Zhengtian's mood at this time, but seeing the expression on Yang Zhengtian's face that he was about to kill, he naturally guessed a little bit of what he was thinking, and he didn't hurry to Yang Zhengtian, waved his hand impatiently and said, "If there is nothing to do, you can go back quickly, a lot of old bones are mixed up here." ”

When Yang Zhengtian heard this, he was so angry that he almost spurted blood, and scolded: "Little rabbit cub, you really don't know what to do. ”

Ye Wuya didn't buy it at all, and said coldly: "If you hadn't been involved here, this side would have been finished a long time ago, what does it have to do with you following the guy, so anxious to protect him?"

"Are you ......" When Yang Zhengtian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened with anger, and he almost couldn't even speak, so he brushed his sleeves and retreated, "Stinky boy, the old man cares if you live or die!"

Ye Wuya rolled his eyes, not taking his words to heart at all, then he turned his head and hooked his finger at Murong Boyuan, urging: "If you want to fight, hurry up, I said I was in a hurry." ”

Murong Boyuan glanced at Ye Wuya in some surprise, and he was also a little curious about this person in his heart. It is impossible for Ye Wuya not to see the strength he showed before, but knowing that he is facing a strong person in the Unified Realm, this person still has no scruples to make wild words, could it be that there is some hole card to save his life......? This person is also one?

As soon as this idea came out of his heart, Murong Boyuan immediately denied it, the secret path to the realm is not a cabbage on the side of the road, a talent like him, how can it be so easy to touch, presumably the person in front of him is just bluffing.

Thinking of this, Murong Boyuan suddenly sneered disdainfully, took a step forward and said: "Dare to say such things to me, you are still the first one, for the sake of your courage, I will let you make three moves first, lest you go back and walk into the Yellow Spring with regrets."

When Ye Wuya heard this, he suddenly felt a little absurd in his heart, and confirmed with a smile: "Are you serious?"

"That's nature!" Murong Boyuan's face was full of confidence.

Ye Wuya glanced at him with a strange expression, and repeated again: "Are you sure you want to make three moves for me?"

"Not bad!" a hint of impatience appeared in Murong Boyuan's eyes.

Ye Wuya nodded and glanced at Murong Boyuan with pity, as if he was looking at a dead man. If there is someone who knows Ye Wuya's previous life here, now I am afraid that he will have the same gaze as Ye Wuya, secretly scolding Murong Bo for looking for a way to die.

What are you kidding, even the Emperor of Heaven doesn't dare to be arrogant enough to say that let Ye Wuya make three moves, what kind of thing is Murong Boyuan?

Ye Wuya sneered, and the pitch-black demonic qi suddenly burst out from him, and at this beginning, he used his stunt: Heavenly Demon Nine Changes!

As soon as the Nine Heavenly Demon Transformations came out, Murong Boyuan suddenly clearly felt that the strength of Ye Wuya's soul power was climbing wildly, and he had soon reached the ninth rank of the Breaking Yuan Realm, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Although he has also experienced a lot of battles, it is the first time that a combat skill like Ye Wuya, which can instantly improve his strength to such an exaggerated level, has seen it, and a look of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he secretly said that after Ye Wuya is taken down, he must torture this combat skill for his own use.

In the distance, Ye Wuya's whole person was bathed in black demonic energy, like a demon king, and said in a calm tone: "I hope you won't regret your decision, the first move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand grabbed it in mid-air, and a pitch-black light knife condensed from demonic energy condensed in the air out of thin air, as soon as the light knife appeared, the ears of everyone around suddenly sounded the wails of countless ghosts, and their faces turned pale with fright.

Murong Boyuan obviously also felt the threat of that light knife to himself, and his face suddenly turned ugly, knowing that he was still too light. Although the person in front of him only had the strength to break the Yuan Realm, that light knife contained enough terrifying energy to hurt himself.

In the tumbling demonic qi, Ye Wuya's entire person's momentum suddenly changed, and at this moment, he seemed to have become the demon venerable who made the Heavenly Realm change his color again, holding the magic knife in his hand, and slashed towards Murong Boyuan fiercely.

Ye Wuya slashed out, and countless wailing souls suddenly poured out from the blade, turning into a black sword light that suddenly spread towards Murong Boyuan, and at the same time, the originally clear sky turned into dark clouds in an instant, as if it was about to collapse.

Murong Boyuan looked at the sword light that slashed at him in horror, and the wails of countless dead souls in his ears almost made him lose his mind, he couldn't help but let out a loud shout, holding the heavy sword in both hands, condensing the soul power of his whole body and slashing towards the sword light.

As soon as the heavy sword came into contact with the sword light, it turned into powder in an instant, and the sword light and the sword died unabated, and it slashed straight at Murong Boyuan's chest, Murong Boyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and suddenly a series of blood beads spurted out of the sky, and his body flew out upside down.

Ye Wuya put away the knife and stood up, looking at Murong Boyuan's gaze suddenly became complicated, how powerful his knife was, Ye Wuya himself couldn't be clearer, this Murong Boyuan was stabbed by himself, and he was able to be injured without dying?

In the distance, Murong Boyuan struggled to get up from the ground in embarrassment, and then another mouthful of blood spurted out, looking at Ye Wuya with a shocked face and saying, "You...... What kind of knife is this?"

Ye Wuya looked down at him condescendingly, and replied lightly: "God Killer Knife!"

Murong Boyuan muttered to himself over and over again, and suddenly laughed wildly: "God Killer Knife, what a big breath, do you know what a god is, and dare to call God Killer!"

Ye Wuya's gaze swept over him, and there was a hint of pity in his tone: "I know better than you." ”

"Ridiculous!" Murong Boyuan vomited blood again and again in his mouth, and said hoarsely, "I admit that your sword technique is a bit mysterious, but with this knife, you dare to call it a god-killer?"

"With this sword, you can kill the gods. Ye Wuya said categorically, "If you don't believe it, you can try to see if the pendant on your chest can save your life." ”

When Murong Boyuan heard this, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he shouted, "How do you know?"

"Of course I know. Ye Wuya's tone was full of confidence, "If it weren't for divine power, who would be able to take this knife from me?"