"I, Yang Yu, won't die in vain—ah!" "The blood flows backwards, the blood is fragrant, the epic of the hero will be engraved with blood, and the sword will be drawn and killed!"

Yang Yu was caught off guard in the flooding black sea, and jumped up, the four Netherworld Kings had just approached, and they were about to clean up the mess, but there was a riotous sword qi sweeping in all directions, like a chaotic cloak cutting through their flesh and skin, hanging a sword upside down, against the tide!

"Poof!"

A sword sealed his throat, Yang Yu grabbed the Seven Killing Sword, the killing sword that was once proud of the Nine Heavens, awakened most of it at this moment, it, rusty, seemingly fragmented, was a remnant sword, but this inconspicuous sword had once killed the powerful of the Mixed Yuan Realm.

Whoever dares to look down on it will have to pay the price!

"Seven Killing Swords! Killing the scum, killing the thieves, killing the heavens and the earth, killing and robbing!"

"Bang-"

The thirteenth king was extremely unlucky, he was blocked in his body by the bloody sword qi, and after rebounding, he exploded his body and even his soul, and he wanted to escape, but he was killed by a flying sword, and he died immediately!

Another Netherworld King Drinking Hatred! At this point, Yang Yu has killed four Netherworld Kings in a row! The eighteenth, eighth, twelfth, and thirteenth kings!

This is equivalent to that, in the face of adversity, he turned the tables against the wind and killed four powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm!

This sword, with the help of the power of the Seven Killing Sword, is a bit opportunistic.

However, in the battle of life and death, being able to survive is the fundamental!

The blood-colored hurricane swept away, and the four kings retreated violently to dodge, looking back at the moment, the four kings were left with three kings, and one king was destined to return to heaven!

"How can this be reasonable—your vitality is too tenacious!" The fifth king gritted his teeth, hating until his bones ached, the dark wheel flew again, Yang Yu held his sword to block, and his arm trembled suddenly, and he retreated and squirted a mouthful of blood, lingering for a long time, or breaking the boat!

"Let me come!" Old Eleven looked a little handsome, taking speed as an advantage, he shuttled with arrows, summoned a scythe, intending to cut Yang Yu's throat, that knife cut down diagonally, a ray of arc light can be fatal!

Yang Yu was injured and barely dodged, but he was still caught off guard, a bloody cut was made on his body, his clothes were ragged, and he was messy in the wind!

"Bell, bell!"

Sword battle, sickle and sword, terrifying, urgent, urgent as wind and fire, fast as lightning, a knife, like a tiger descending the mountain, a sword and sword, turning over the river and the sea, reversing the world, sword light and sword shadow, smashing the terrain of the eight desolations, killing the extreme move, and disrupting the world Xuanhuang! The dark night is long, when will you see the dawn?

"Whoosh ......"

The figures of the two of them were so fast that the other two Netherworld Kings could no longer see clearly, only seeing the two lights and shadows wrong each other, sometimes passing shoulders and interacting, one after another, shattering the thousands of miles of Shen Ke!

"Poof!"

A knife slashed at Yang Yu's arm, the whole arm was almost broken, and milky white pith overflowed from the bones, which was miserable, and Yang Yu fell again!

Pain, in the heart, dreams, will be shattered!

"Hmph, in the same realm, my speed is naturally not as good as you! But you are too inferior to me!"

The Eleventh King swirled and flipped the sickle in his hand, and after retracting the knife, he slashed forward and lifted it down along Yang Yu's forehead!

"Whew-"

Yang Yu's head overflowed with a blood mark, and his head was almost peeled off, but fortunately, he was physically cultivated, with a copper head and iron arms, not ordinary hard!

Rao is so, this kind of nerve stimulating pain also made him very awake in an instant!

This is a fierce opponent with the same speed advantage as him, and if he continues to do this, he will be defeated after a long battle!

The other arm is no longer obedient to the call, and it is going to be abolished! He still has his left hand left, so he hands the Seven Killing Sword from his right hand to his left hand, and the left hand makes the sword, brewing his hidden killing move!

"It's been abandoned like this, and you're still resisting? I admire you very much, but it's a pity that you're not a netherworld, you're not my race, and your heart must be different! It's a pity......"

The eleventh king won steadily, and was about to lift the knife and walk away, but suddenly, a cold wind hit, a wisp of desolation, suddenly covering the vast world, making people sad, as if everything in this world was frozen, the action of the eleventh king became extremely slow, and in his heart, there was a feeling of emptiness and pain.

"Why...... I ......"

Yang Yu held the sword in his left hand and stood sideways to take a step, as if the real Grim Reaper had awakened!

"I've never cast a tear on the enemy! A tear makes you despair......"

The Seven Kills Sword became clear and clear, and a drop of crystal water gushed out from the tip of the sword, and it flicked twice, causing ripples, ripples, and freezing everything around it!

Tears of the fallen city, red dust of despair!

Extremely sad, liver and intestines broken!

"No—" At the last moment, the Eleventh King desperately tried to get out of the illusion of despair, but it was too late!

A drop of water penetrated his forehead, sealed his soul, and exterminated him on the spot, even the original spirit out of the body was whimsical, and it was in vain!

"Puff ......" The eleventh king fell to the ground, his eyes widened, he couldn't figure it out, what kind of power could make him trance, and his will could be invaded!

This sword intent, simple and gorgeous, tactful and poignant, a drop of water, annihilating the surging river, covered with water is difficult to collect, and life is difficult to protect!

"Ahem...... Another one died! You Netherworld's Netherworld, as the Heavenly Realm, have been so ravaged by me! I am ashamed of you! It turns out that you are the ants...... Hehe......"

Yang Yu trembled with laughter, that arm was about to break! There was only one hand left, and it could turn things around!

Of the five Nether Kings, only two are now dead, the Seventh King, the Fifth King!

Chasing and killing, but turning into counter-killing, who is the hunter in the end? What a shameful humiliation, how can you bear it?

"Uh-uh......" The fifth king trembled, and the seventh king was stunned, all of them were shocked by the crippled Yang Yu, and even lost the courage to rush forward.

Every time they think they will win, they will always be surprised, and they are afraid that if they rush up again, it will be the same end!

A dignified fifth-order late-stage Dao leads to the sky, but his Dao heart is injured and defeated without a fight!

They retreated, frightened, a ghost hand in the sky, tearing open the sky, the vast sky, cracking a boundless chasm, an amazing dark pupil, shocking heaven and earth!

The real peerless master, breaking through the sky!

The sky is falling apart, the mountains and rivers are broken!

It only takes one gaze to shock everything, Yang Yu's entire body is imprisoned, unable to move, he is sweating profusely, and a trace of panic is set off in his heart!

"Yes...... Sixth Order?"

Yang Yu glared at this giant in the sky! Hades Emperor from the Netherworld!

He was like a giant, falling from the sky, and immediately shattered the Eight Desolations and Solid Earth, and collapsed the Three Mountains and Five Mountains!

His cold gaze, like a vast starry sky, deep and endless, locked on Yang Yu, Yang Yu had the intention to kill the thief, but he was unable to return to the sky, his heart was like ashes!

If at this time, he was already able to control the three sixth-order puppets, and maybe he still had the power to fight, how could it be so easy? He hadn't learned it yet......

The Emperor of the Underworld, who is at the same level as the Nine-Step Emperor, but he personally took action, this time the world is different, Yang Yu can still turn defeat into victory?

"The Emperor of the Underworld wants to take action in person? My life, it turns out to be so valuable? Hahaha......" Yang Yu laughed miserably, and even the injury didn't have time to heal, his body was locked, and he had no chance!

Just dragged a wound like this, regretting it for life? A hot-blooded man, he has a big ambition, but he will be stifled by fate!

He smiled bitterly and laughed desperately! In a desperate situation, can he still come back to life? Only blame the ruthlessness of the Heavenly Dao, only the weak strength, and the lack of skills to return to the heavens...... Take a look at the latest chapters of "Zhan Tianyu Emperor Claw Book House" and read it for free for the first time.