Chapter Seventy-Three: The Sword Breaks Through the Nine Heavens

Countless Yuan Force burst out, bursting out in an instant.

Above the turbulence, a flash of the Heavenly Sword suddenly appeared, as if tearing the sky in half.

At this moment of turbulence, Zhuang Yu held the Qiushui Sword and had fought with Hua Wuying more than twenty times, and every time it collided, the surrounding sword turbulence was easily knocked away.

In an instant, Zhuang Yu used the Qiushui Sword to block Hua Wuying's stabbing blow again, and flew back a few steps.

Hua Wuying's face also shook a few times.

"If it is really the proud daughter of the sky, such an advanced speed, I am afraid that the entire primeval world is unique. ”

Zhuang Yu looked at the colorful aura wrapped up and down Hua Wuying's body, and was a little surprised, in such a short time, she had actually reached the cultivation of the Divine Vein Realm Triple Heaven, and there was even a hint of a sign of breaking through again.

"You are unique, alone, without any power behind you, you can even cultivate to skyrocket. ”

Hua Wuying was obviously extremely surprised by Zhuang Yu's advancement to the Divine Vein Realm Triple Heaven.

"That's not it, speaking of which, I relied on the help of your Hua family and the Water Cloud Sect to advance. ”

Zhuang Yu smiled lightly, and the Qiushui Sword suddenly slashed in the air, and a blue flying blade slashed straight away.

Hua Wuying's face changed, and the spiked flower branch in his hand suddenly blocked, bounced off the blue slash.

In the next moment, her expression was solemn, and the flower branch in her hand suddenly flashed upward.

Hundred Flowers Dragon!

The Hua family's fame magic technique, theoretically, only the divine warriors of the six heavens of the Divine Vein Realm can barely operate.

In an instant, Hua Wuying's spiky flower branch suddenly scattered, and a colorful dragon covered with spikes roared and flew out, opening its big mouth and biting towards Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu was not careless, as soon as the palms of his hands were closed, the nine-fold black and white light flew out, instantly surging into the palm.

A cyan palm shadow several zhang in size, with a stream of cyan light that destroyed the world, broke through the sky and slashed the colorful dragon.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were cracking, the whole sky shook, and countless turbulent currents rolled out like stormy waves.

The entire multicolored dragon was split apart by the cyan palm shadow, turning into waves of multicolored flower shadows and flying out.

And Zhuang Yu's Lingtian Creation Palm was still intact, and continued to shoot towards Hua Wuying.

Hua Wuying was surprisingly calm, standing in place, and his right hand suddenly raised forward.

"Zhuang Yu, since you have cultivated the Hongmeng Sword Technique, you know that it is powerful, the power of the god of the underworld, it is not so easy to control, it is the power that can only be used by the gods, even if you are talented and have the control potential of the power of the god god, before advancing to the Divine Wheel Realm, you can't control it, I see how you can break this move!"

The corners of Hua Wuying's mouth were slightly crooked, and a dark sword light slowly floated out.

Just after a breath, the sword slashed out, directly hitting the cyan palm shadow.

In an instant, the cyan palm shadow suddenly collapsed, and the sword light only trembled, and continued to slash towards Zhuang Yu.

"The sword in the Hongmeng Sword Technique breaks through the Nine Heavens, this move is really powerful, and it is worthy of the third Manzhu Sawa who was born in the Nine Shadows!"

Zhuang Yu smiled faintly, raised his right hand, and several dark streams of light flashed out, and an identical black sword flew out, flashing towards the opposite sword.

The two sword rays that were as light as cicada's wings seemed to be mediocre in power, but everywhere they passed, all the colorful turbulence disappeared, as if they were instantly swallowed up by a strange force, turning into nothingness out of thin air.

The moment the two swords collided together, they both disappeared, and then turned into a tumbling dark light and shadow.

The surrounding Yuan Force turbulence stirred for a while, and then all of them were swallowed.

At the moment when the last trace of turbulence was swallowed up by the dark light and shadow, the dark altar that had been floating motionless in the air buzzed violently.

The corner of Hua Wuying's mouth on the opposite side suddenly smiled weirdly.

"Not good!"

Zhuang Yu's face was shocked, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

With a slap of his right hand, the blood mist was carried by his palm and drilled into Zhuang Yu's chest.

The ghost silkworm clothes floated out, and the two fierce grimaces on the silkworm clothes instantly lit up.

In the next moment, two dark sword rays had already penetrated Zhuang Yu's back, and instantly pierced through his chest, and a large amount of blood spurted out of the two blood holes.

"Hmm!"

Zhuang Yu snorted and slowly turned his head.

Originally, next to the dark altar behind him, Hua Wuying, who was wearing a long black dress, was standing there, his face was gloomy, and there were still traces of Yuan Li after urging the Hongmeng Sword Technique on his hands.

"The power of the gods incarnated?"

Zhuang Yu muttered, and his body suddenly exploded.

Seeing Zhuang Yu falling apart, Hua Wuying smiled slightly, and glanced at the avatar next to the altar.

When he was about to say something, a large number of black and white flames came out of Zhuang Yu's corpse, which was originally broken.

A sky-high fire lotus spun out, Zhuang Yu's face turned pale, he stood quietly in the middle of the fire lotus, his expression was solemn, his right hand held the Qiushui sword, and slashed downward.

"This is the power that the sword should have when it breaks through the nine heavens!"

A low shout came out, and a black and white sword flashed out along the Qiushui Sword, like a flying meteor, drawing an afterimage in mid-air.

The next moment, the sword was already in front of Hua Wuying.

The flower is frightened, and he has to dodge when he dodges.

The sword trembled slightly, and suddenly flashed forward for some distance.

Immediately afterward, a small blood hole appeared in the center of Hua Wuying's eyebrows, and a large number of black and white sword rays flowed down from the hole, instantly cutting his beautiful and delicate body beyond recognition.

A large amount of blood spilled from the wounded body of the flower.

"Damn!"

After Hua Wuying shouted angrily, his body suddenly exploded, turning into a stream of colorful light, flashing towards the figure next to the altar.

"Humph!"

Zhuang Yu had already prepared, and the Qiushui Sword slashed again.

Unexpectedly, the black dress flower next to the altar had a shadowless face, and a petal shining with a ghostly light appeared out of thin air, blocking Zhuang Yu's slash.

Taking advantage of this gap, the multicolored light flow directly drilled into the center of the flower shadowless eyebrows in a black dress.

After a burst of spiritual light, Hua Wuying once again took on the appearance of a colorful dress, and then leaned over and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

On the other side, the fire lotus dispersed, and Zhuang Yu also fell.

At this moment, his face was also extremely pale, and he was obviously injured a lot.

The ghost silkworm robe on his body had been greatly damaged, and the two evil ghost faces on his chest had completely disappeared.

"That's the Mysterious Ghost Silkworm Cloak I borrowed from the Lin family, how could it be obtained by you? The above soul transfer and body exchange technique should have passed through this flame protection for me. ”

Hua Wuying's face was covered with fine sweat, looking at the mysterious ghost silkworm clothes on Zhuang Yu's body, with a look of dissatisfaction.

"That's right, the technique of soul transfer and body change, it is really too ancient, you sneak attack behind the back, and you directly killed it twice, it is amazing. ”

Zhuang Yu took a breath, and his eyes were a little angry when he looked at Hua Wuying.

Hongmeng Ring had already found out that the body of the power of the underworld was hidden in the shadows, and he had already prepared.

It's just that he didn't expect that Hua Wuying would have launched two attacks that could kill him.

The secret technique of soul transfer and body change is extremely costly to urge, even if it is assisted by the Hongmeng Ring, it can barely be urged.

The first attack directly destroyed the soul transfer of the Xuan Ghost Silkworm Cloth, and the second more powerful attack followed.

Zhuang Yu was in a hurry, forcibly burned the essence blood, and urged a demonic secret technique to awaken the Xuan Ghost Silkworm Yi for the second time, which saved his life.

Although there are other preparations, he may not die under Hua Wuying's attack, but he will definitely be seriously injured at that time, and the future will be endless.

"Hmph, if I can kill you twice, I can kill you a third time, although the flower seed was taken by you, but this Hades God Altar has long been owned by me, if it weren't for refining the flower seed, I would have waited until now?"

Hua Wuying's jade teeth bited, and suddenly slapped the altar beside him.

The altar beeped, and it completely melted into the center of Hua Wuying's eyebrows.

A shocking coercion rolled out, and Hua's pale face immediately returned to its original state.

The jade hand was raised slightly, and a full moon phantom suddenly flashed out surrounded by the shadow of a dark flower.

As if about to devour the void, the phantom flashed towards Zhuang Yu with a mighty coercion.