Hidden in the City Chapter Seventy-Three Fight Tiger Brothers, Father and Son Soldiers!
"What? Do you know Wang Yu? Bashu Ghost Ancestor exclaimed, Wang Yu's name, who doesn't know these masters of the fake fairyland? It is the demon in the hearts of all of them, others don't know, but the Bashu Ghost Ancestor knows that Wang Yu Zhuangyuanlou fought against the Three Sages and Yang Yu, and slapped the Earth Dragon to death with one palm, what a terrifying strength this is. The boy of the Yang family actually has Wang Yu as a backstage?
"Don't you know how good Wang Yu is to me? Third Master Hu knows, right? You know the demon fairy who didn't cross the catastrophe in Zhaojiazhuang, they went against me, the demon fairy was slapped to death with one palm, and the third master Hu was almost killed, if it wasn't for the people of the Nine Heavens to save him, he would have died. Yang Yong said slowly.
"I advise you not to trouble Li Wenlong, who do you know about Li Wenlong's master? Killing God in vain! Yang Yong was stunned when he saw the Bashu Ghost Ancestor, and spoke again.
"Hehe, boy, you want to lie to me? Think my IQ isn't online? Bashu Ghost Ancestor suddenly laughed, and swung his fist at Yang Yong again, this punch was going to strain Yang Yong's life. What Nine Heavens Wang Yu, what killing god Bai Qi, Bashu Ghost Ancestor now doesn't believe a word of what Yang Yong said.
"How dare you kill me?" Yang Yong's eyes widened, as if he wanted to remember the appearance of the Bashu Ghost Ancestor before he died, although the Bashu Ghost Ancestor wore a Rakshasa mask, he couldn't see his face clearly at all.
"Did you ask me about killing my son?" A familiar and friendly voice came into the ears of Yang Yong and Bashu Ghost Dao.
The Bashu Ghost Ancestor did not stop, but hit Yang Yong fiercely.
A big hand grasped the fist of the Bashu Ghost Ancestor, and did not move at all. The owner of that big hand, isn't it Yang Yu or who is it?
"Daddy!" Yang Yu said, before he set off, he was planted on the road. In the end, it was up to Yang Yu to save the scene.
"Son, it's all my father's fault, I didn't take good care of you, and I actually let this miscellaneous hair in." Yang Yu said softly, the current Yang Yong is as different as before, and Yang Yu's attitude towards him is naturally different.
"Who are you?" Bashu Ghost Ancestor asked, although he had never seen Yang Yong's father, but it was rumored in the world that Yang Yu was a graceful and elegant man, and he was not the old man in front of him, so he asked.
"Yang Yu." Yang Yu said in a deep voice.
"Fart! Yang Yu is so handsome, how can you be so sloppy? I see that you are seventy or eighty years old, and you can be Yang Yu's father. The Bashu Ghost Ancestor said angrily, but he muttered in his heart, could it be that the rumors were wrong?
"Don't talk nonsense, bullying my son, can you get away so easily?" Yang Yu said coldly, in Yang Yu's opinion, the Bashu Ghost Ancestor was already a dead man.
"Hehe, I'll look at Yang
What are the skills of the people of the family? Bashu Ghost Ancestor sneered.
Yang Yu didn't speak, and pulled out the mixed yuan umbrella from behind his back.
"Jiuyao is in order, the beginning of the Yuan is wandering, the essence of Hua is bright, and the Yuan Spirit is scattered. The flow is endless, reduce my brilliance, invest in Zhu Jing, and relieve stagnation. I have to stay in Feixia, take off Ziwei, everything in the world, make me a prophet. The Bashu Ghost Ancestor twisted his hand and threw out a black talisman in his hand.
"Nine-Star Divine Spell? Insect carving skills. Yang Yu smiled and offered out the mixed yuan umbrella. After three or five years of carrying, water snakes shot out one after another.
The water snake collided with the black rune, and the black rune slowly slipped down like a kite with a broken string, and the water snake disappeared.
Bashu Ghost Ancestor sneered and said, "Yes, I still have some strength, and I can actually break my Nine Star Divine Curse with one move." ”
"Why, the leader of the Bashu Ghost Dao has such strength? It's better not to call it Bashu Ghost Ancestor, but to call it Bashu Ant Dao. Yang said with a smile.
"Don't do a war of words, take the call." Bashu Ghost Ancestor snorted coldly and pulled out a soft sword from his body. With a flick, the soft sword somehow became hard.
"Hahahaha, since ancient times, swords have been matched with heroes, you are a sword with a bad seed." Yang Yu laughed heartily, and then raised the mixed yuan umbrella and said, "Come on, come on, let's fight again." ”
The Bashu Ghost Ancestor did not speak, his wrist flicked, and one after another fierce sword qi shot out.
Yang Yu sacrificed the Hun Yuan umbrella again, and after three or five years of operation, one after another fire snakes shot out with this thunder snake.
Boom Boom!
The sword qi and the fire snake fused together, creating a huge wave of light, and in an instant, dust flew up.
Yang Yong was stunned at the moment, this Bashu Ghost Ancestor's sword move was actually even more powerful than Kunlun's sword idiot, and even won a few bits.
"Come again!" The Bashu Ghost Ancestor was furious, drew his sword and prepared to fight Yang Yu closely.
Yang Yu didn't talk nonsense, took the umbrella, and greeted him with the umbrella.
In addition to Chen Mingyue after the self-burial, who can fight with Yang Yu in the whole world? The four saints can't, even Li Wenlong, one of the four saints, is willing to be Yang Yu's bodyguard, so Yang Yu's strength is beyond doubt.
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Boom, boom, every time the sword and the umbrella collided, there was a loud noise.
"Tianpeng Tianpeng, Jiuxuan Killing Tong, Wuding Dusi, Gaodao Beiweng, Seven Politics and Eight Spirits, Taishang Hao, Long-headed Giant Beast, Hand Emperor Zhong, Su Xiao Three Gods, Yan Driving the Dragon, Sword God King, Killing Evil and Exterminating Traces,
Purple qi rides the sky, Danxia Hewei, devouring demons and ogres, drinking wind sideways, with a pale tongue and green teeth, and four eyes
Lao Weng, Tianding Lux, Weinan Imperial Murderer, Tianqi Fierce, Weibei Charge, 300,000 soldiers, defend me ninefold, split the corpse for thousands of miles, dispel but ominous, dare to have little ghosts, want to come to see the situation, the big axe of the sky, the five forms of the ghost, the blood of the Yan Emperor, the Beidou Ran bone, the four Ming broken remains, and the heavenly annihilation. Bashu Ghost Ancestor snorted coldly, jumped high, threw the sword in his hand out, and changed his left and right hands.
"Canopy Spell?!" Yang Yu exclaimed, and there was finally a trace of solemnity on his breezy face, which seemed to be a little tricky.
Yang Yong also discovered this, and from the moment the Bashu Ghost Ancestor drew his sword, the Demon Sword began to emit bursts of sword sounds. And the incantation recited by the Bashu Ghost Ancestor gave Yang Yong a strong sense of oppression. But Yang Yong couldn't step forward to help Yang Yu, otherwise he would have to help.
In an instant, the sword fell.
Yang Yu hurriedly threw out the mixed yuan umbrella in his hand and greeted it, and turned into a Tai Chi again!
Rumble!
The mixed yuan umbrella collided with that sword, and the mixed yuan umbrella was directly knocked out, and the sword of the Bashu ghost ancestor was also knocked away.
"With a divine sword, ten thousand ghosts will collapse by themselves." The Bashu Ghost Ancestor drank.
In an instant, the thunder snake swam above the nine heavens. There is a knife, surging.
At this moment, Yang Yu was standing on the Tai Chi, Yang Yu suddenly bit his fingertips, dropped a drop of blood on it, and murmured: "With the blood of my Yang family, the Tai Chi of the sky!" ”
Yang Yu stomped his feet lightly, raised Tai Chi in his hand to meet him, and was at a stalemate for a while. Beads of sweat slid down Yang Yu's face, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yang Yu might not be able to hold on.
"Dad, I'm here to help you!" Yang Yong shouted, Yang Yong's opportunity finally came at this moment, if he made a rash move, he would definitely hurt Yang Yu.
"Xiao Yong, let's go!" Yang Yu hurriedly said.
"If a sword has the intention of subduing the demon, how can the will of heaven not be peaceful?" Yang Yong ignored Yang Yu, but stroked the sword body and threw the sword out, still the same sword. He is not very proficient in any sword qi and sword moves, and he doesn't even know how to practice sword qi, Yang Yong only knows that he can break ten thousand laws with one force, so he only practices one sword.
"Yo, fight tiger brothers, go into battle father and son soldiers." Bashu Ghost Ancestor laughed.