"Yaeten?"

Zhuang Yu muttered to himself, and with a move of his right hand, he withdrew the Qiushui Sword floating in the air.

"What, I don't understand?"

Hua Wuying looked at Zhuang Yu with a gloomy face, and his face was unprecedentedly murderous.

"Born in chaos, long in the Nine Shadows, such an advanced speed, of course I understand, if it weren't for the last time you were destroyed by me, relying on the power of the Hades here, I am afraid that you would have already advanced to the God Wheel Realm. Zhuang Yu said indifferently.

"If I don't bother you, with the remaining strength, I can also advance to the Divine Wheel Realm. ”

Hua Wuying looked resentful.

"Cang Yan's last words mentioned that he found a strange altar of the god of the underworld, used the only remaining demon body and consciousness to strip the altar from the Canglong Palace, and then used his own divine power plus Qing Ming's body to seal and suppress it, it seems that you have been killed once in the territory of the Nine Heavenly Gods, right?"

Zhuang Yu looked at Hua Wuying, his brows furrowed.

In this way, some things make sense.

"No one can seal me, and no one can kill me. ”

Hearing Zhuang Yu guess that he had been killed in the Nine Heavens God Realm, Hua Wuying seemed to remember some painful memories, and his face suddenly sank, and then became extremely ugly.

"Even if you don't admit it, but under your feet is the Turning Empty Great Array and the Resurrection Great Array, the hub end of the core of the two Great Arrays, and it is also the starting point of your rebirth as Hua Wuying, I have been thinking, how you exist at the bottom, after figuring it out at this moment, there are even more doubts, Hua Lan, who is not long-eyed, even if he is an idiot, should be able to see your weirdness, why did he leave you?"

Zhuang Yu stared at Hua Wuying, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Hua Lan is the city lord of Shenlan City on the famous side, and in this northwest region, it can be regarded as the top combat power.

He should be able to see the weirdness in Hua Wuying's body.

At least, as a human being, there is absolutely no way to give birth to such a strange body as the Third Manzhu Sahua.

"Zhuang Yu, you are terrible, so terrible that it makes me tremble, I must kill you. ”

Hua Wuying saw that Zhuang Yu didn't face himself at all, and kept looking down and thinking, and finally became a little impatient.

Her eyes flashed, and she slowly stretched out her right hand and tugged at her back.

A flower branch that shone with a dark and cold glow actually made her pull it straight out of her back.

Holding the flower branch and trembling slightly, a gust of wind swept out.

Surprisingly, where the wind passed, countless gray streamers flew out.

The entire space became somewhat distorted under the impact of the gray streamer.

Even if he stood far away, Zhuang Yu still felt a strong discomfort caused by the impact of the streamer.

The blood hole in the chest, which had been repaired by Hongmeng Divine Light, had recovered most of it, suddenly collapsed here, and a large amount of blood flowed out again.

"No shadow!"

A cry of surprise suddenly came, interrupting Hua Wuying's already working magic technique.

Her colorful shadow flashed, and she had turned into a multicolored dress, and the dark flower branches on her hands had disappeared without a trace.

Zhuang Yu also looked up with some surprise, and the Hongmeng Sword Duel, which had been turned out with all his strength, suddenly flew into the ground.

A purple shadow flew down and stood beside Hua Wuying.

"Sister Purple!"

Hua Wuying exclaimed, a hint of surprise on his face.

"Elder Shui sent me to finish it, and the battle outside will probably have a result after half a pillar of incense. Ziyi glanced at Zhuang Yu with surprised eyes, and then said to Hua Wuying.

"I see, then?" Hua Wuying's face was happy, and then he glanced underground.

"You go over, your body is special, it is perfect to use it to collect those things, as for him, when you come out, I guarantee that he will turn into ashes, since it has reached such a point, there is no point in the reminder of the curtain elder, hum!"

Ziyi said, glancing at Zhuang Yu gloomily.

"Okay, thank you Sister Ziyi, he is not simple, he is proficient in formations, sister must be careful. ”

A hint of hesitation appeared in the corner of Hua Wuying's eyes at first, but it soon became a resolute color, and then the colorful flower shadows flashed all over her body and disappeared in place out of thin air.

After that, Ziyi glanced at Zhuang Yu indifferently.

"Elder Purple is the grandmaster of the Divine Wheel Realm, and his words are so unpleasant. ”

Zhuang Yu glanced at the purple clothes and smiled slightly, without the slightest fear.

"Stinky boy who has not dried up, because of the words of the elder of the curtain, you have been arrogant to this day, do you think that if you die here, who will know that I killed you? There is about to be a big riot here, and no one can tell if you die here. ”

Ziyi looked at Zhuang Yu coldly, and with his right hand, he pulled out a water-patterned long sword with a flash of inspiration from the Qiankun Ring.

The moment the water pattern long sword appeared, the autumn water sword in Zhuang Yu's hand seemed to resonate, and a layer of cold blue light flashed with a buzz.

"Autumn Water Sword?" Zi Yi's face froze, and then he remembered something, "In the Demon Wind Valley that day, it was you? You killed Zifeng, snatched his Autumn Water Sword, and..."

Ziyi said as his face sank.

On that day, the double plan to divert the tiger from the mountain attracted them away, and Hua Xuan, who was seriously injured, died inexplicably and tragically.

She always thought it was a ghost from the Heavenly Demon Country's Demon Refining Valley.

Because of the mutual suspicion between the two sides, the war has not stopped during this time, and an elder of their Water Cloud Sect also died tragically in the battle.

Now seeing Zhuang Yu holding the Qiushui Sword, Ziyi instantly understood something.

"What, did the purple-clothed elder remember something? ”

Zhuang Yu held the Qiushui Sword and shook it gently, the blue light on the sword body immediately disappeared, and the buzzing stopped.

"Even if Elder Mu is there in person, I, the Shuiyun Sect and the Hua Family, will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul, and the rest of your life will be a hundred times more painful than death!"

Ziyi said word by word, and the water-patterned long sword in his hand suddenly raised.

The triple water ripple fluctuated and hit Zhuang Yu's chest.

Zhuang Yu's face changed, and under the soaring Yuan Li, he immediately raised the Qiushui Sword to block it.

At the same time, a sharp sword shadow broke through the ground and hit the center of the purple cloth's eyebrows.

"I don't know whether to live or die, the Divine Wheel Realm is only a heavy Yuan Force Wheel Sea, and it can defeat the sum of all the Yuan forces of a hundred Divine Vein Realm peak Divine Martial Artists, just rely on your half-hung attack, and you also want to kill me?"

Ziyi smiled coldly, and with a slight wave of his left hand, the sword shadow was directly scattered by his body.

When the triple water pattern collapsed in the sword shadow, it also hit the Qiushui sword.

The seemingly soft and weak water ripples actually imply triple strength, one stronger than the other.

Each attack made the Qiushui Sword extremely agitated, and the entire sword body violently vibrated and roared.

"Click!"

Finally, the endurance of the Qiushui Sword reached a limit, and a crisp cracking sound came out, directly breaking into three.

The triple water pattern did not disappear after breaking the Qiushui Sword, and hit Zhuang Yu directly in the chest.

Ten black and white aura flashed out, turning into a gossip floating shadow that directly blocked the water pattern attack.

There was another sound of shattering, and the gossip floating shadow was directly shattered, and Zhuang Yu's chest was concave inward, spraying blood wildly, and flying backwards.

"Not dead?"

Ziyi looked at Zhuang Yu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and his breath was still there, and his brows furrowed.