Suddenly, the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Punishment Hall swallowed a black pill, and the aura on their bodies returned to their peak, and with the flying sword in their hands, they were about to make a move.

Their target was not Liu Erlang, but the Optimus Sect Elders beside him.

"Great Elder, I'll leave it to you next. ”

A group of Punishment Hall elders killed the past, and the pill they swallowed was called "Sacrifice Shou Dan", sacrificing ten years of life, they could restore their cultivation to their peak, but the time was only three minutes.

This sacrifice is not insignificant, how many decades can there be in life?

What they have to do is to buy three minutes for Wen Zizhen, drag down the elders of the Qingtian Sect, and let Wen Zizhen take Liu Erlang as a hostage and fight a way out.

This was Wen Zizhen's last resistance, and he never considered surrendering.

It is worth mentioning that the elders of the Punishment Hall all swallowed the Sacrifice Shou Dan, but Wen Zizhen did not, in his opinion, there was no need to take Liu Erlang at all, and he was reluctant to sacrifice ten years of life.

Here, when Liu Erlang realized that the situation was wrong, he had already retreated, but like a mad dog, he immediately chased after him.

"Excalibury. ”

I saw that Wen Zizhen's eyes lit up violently, and the aura in the dantian rushed out, injected into the flying sword in his hand, and then suddenly threw it and attacked Liu Erlang.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword had arrived in front of Liu Erlang, he had already felt the breath of death, he was unwilling, but Wenzi's real strength was there, and he could only close his eyes helplessly.

Goodbye, friends.

Bite!

The sound of iron colliding!

"Don't give up, Wenzi's real purpose is not to kill you. ”

Song Yu pulled Liu Erlang behind him, holding a broken sword in his hand, the surface was even covered with rust, unpretentious, but easily resisted Wen Zizhen's divine sword technique.

"Who are you?" Wen Zizhen looked at Song Yu, a little surprised.

Even if he could only exert the strength of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, but the person in front of him only had the strength of the Foundation Building Stage, why could he resist his own spells, why did it seem so easy?

This makes no sense at all, could it be that this person is hiding his strength?

Song Yu held the Canglong Broken Sword in his hand, his white clothes were fluttering, he was handsome, handsome and extraordinary, his knife-like face was full of masculinity, but his hair had just grown out, and he looked a little handsome and a little weird.

Song Yu ignored Wen Zizhen, turned his head and asked Liu Erlang, "Are you okay?"

Liu Erlang looked at Song Yu in surprise, and said distractedly: "If you come a little later, I will have something to do, why are you still alive?"

"Look at what you said, is it possible that I can't live?" Song Yu smiled dumbly, glanced at Wen Zizhen, and saw that the other party didn't mean to do anything, and he didn't do it either.

"I didn't mean that, I'm glad you were alive. Liu Erlang smiled, and it could be seen that he was really happy.

"Well, when I get rid of this old fellow, we'll have to drink two pots. Song Yu pointed at Wen Zizhen and said.

"Okay, but you have to be careful, he used to be a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and now he can only exert the strength of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period. Liu Erlang nodded, and briefly explained Wenzi's true information.

"Angry old man, you old fellows, former infant monks, look down on me, don't you? Believe it or not, I'll kill you?" Wen Zizhen said madly.

"Yes. Song Yu took a step forward and looked at Wen Zizhen, "Old guy, do you dare to fight with me?"

"Arrogant, I want to see how good you are. Wenzi really laughed angrily.

The two looked at each other, and it was just a split second, and the two shot at the same time.

Song Yu held the Canglong Broken Sword in his right hand, and threw a punch at Wen Zizhen with his left hand, originally he was hundreds of meters away from Wen Zizhen, just a punch, and he came to Wen Zizhen's side in the blink of an eye, without the slightest bells and whistles, and hit Wen Zizhen's face directly.

Wen Zizhen was not slow to react, and raised his palm to meet Song Yu's punch, and in a few breaths, the two had already faced each other for hundreds of rounds.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Song Yu recalled the Canglong Broken Sword back to the dantian, and fought with Liu Erlang, enjoying a hearty hand-to-hand combat.

Since Song Yu came out of the Heavenly Fire Country, his body has been greatly tempered, and now in hand-to-hand combat, in addition to testing the strength of his physical body, he also wants to feel the pleasure of punching to the flesh.

"Happy !!" Song Yu laughed.

Wen Zizhen was shocked, he didn't expect Song Yu's body to be so strong, but he wasn't scared yet, he was confident that he would defeat Song Yu.

The two fought in full swing, and the battle on the other side was also in full swing.

Under the command of Liu Erlang, there were countless sharp arrows shot at the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Punishment Hall, coupled with the cooperation of the elders of the Heavenly Sect, the elders of the Punishment Hall were soon defeated.

Then everyone rushed up, and the elders of the Punishment Hall could not die anymore, and not even a complete corpse could be found.

This can be regarded as discovering the anger in everyone's hearts.

Now only Song Yu and Wen Zizhen are left to fight before the battle is over, and the elders of the Qingtian Sect want to support Song Yu, but Liu Erlang stopped him, he looked at Song Yu who was becoming more and more courageous, and felt that the other party must want to be disturbed, so they honestly acted as spectators.

Liu Ye'er watched the fierce battle between Song Yu and Wen Zizhen, and asked with some concern: "Second brother, can Song Yu win?"

"Yes. Liu Erlang affirmed that without too much explanation, he just believed Song Yu.

Liu Ye'er nodded, staring intently at this battle, why didn't she believe that Song Yu could win!

Everyone silently cheered for Song Yu, they had never seen a monk in the early stage of foundation building, a monk who challenged the great consummation of the foundation building period, and the two sides fought back and forth, no one would believe it.

If Song Yu could win, it would definitely be a matter of great morale boosting for the Heavenly Sect.

With a "bang", the fists and palms were facing each other, Song Yu flew upside down for several meters, and Wen Zizhen did not move.

"You look tired, don't you?" Song Yu rubbed his fists with sweat oozing from his forehead, and his fists were already a little red and swollen.

"Just kidding, you have been beaten back by the old man for a few meters, what qualifications do you have to say that the old man?" Wen Zizhen said disdainfully, and his hands, which were also red and swollen, quietly retracted into his sleeves.

"Hehe...... Song Yu sneered, his face became indifferent, "Then try my spell." ”

Song Yu ran the aura in the dantian, the temperature around him gradually increased, and there was a faint low roar, as if coming from the ground, he raised his palm, and a stream of flames came out, condensing into a huge palm.

In the middle of his drink, the fiery red giant palm slammed out.

"Burst the Immortal Palm. ”

"You spell...... How did you get it?" Wen Zizhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used his own spell, "Divine Sword Technique." ”

This time, the divine sword technique did not use the flying sword in his hand, but condensed into a giant sword in the air, and the powerful coercion caused the surrounding space to resound with bursts of roar.

The giant sword glowed with green light, which was terrifying, and instantly stabbed at Song Yu.

The collision of the two spells, after the silence, a loud bang broke out, a sword and a palm, it is not only a contest of spells, but also a competition of disparity in strength, who wins and who loses?

"It's amazing, Song Yu only has the strength of the foundation building period, and he can use such a powerful long-range attack, it's amazing. "

Liu Erlang pulled his sister back again and again, and the rest of them did the same, lest they be injured by the aftermath of the impact of the two spells.

"Divine swordsmanship, explode!" Wen Zizhen shouted.

The green giant sword erupted again, and an extremely real inscription appeared on the sword, and a stream of sword qi rushed towards the burst Hades Palm, faintly disintegrating.

"You lost. Wen Zizhen smiled, "Now do you know the difference between me and you? In !!the early days of foundation building, you also wanted to defeat me? It's just a fool's dream."

"Really?" Song Yu said noncommittally, his eyes bursting with light, "Who told you that I can only cast this spell once?"

"What?" Wen Zizhen was stunned, shook his head and said, "Your dantian's aura can't support you to cast this spell again, you can only strengthen this spell, don't try to trick me." "

"Burst the Immortal Palm. ”

Song Yu didn't refute, and hit another burst Hades Palm, which was only stronger than the previous one.

"How is this possible?"

Wen Zizhen said in disbelief, and hurriedly retreated, this was beyond his cognition, subverting the common sense that he had practiced for many years.

How much aura does this guy have in his dantian?

No matter how fast Wen Zizhen ran, he couldn't burst the Hades Palm, and he was swallowed in an instant, only to hear a strong explosion from it, and the space was blurred.

After a while, Wen Zizhen rushed out of the explosion in embarrassment, and the injury was not light, he hurriedly fled into the distance, completely losing his will to fight, and could only plan to trouble Song Yu in the future.

In his opinion, he was careless, his strength had not been fully exerted, and he knew that Song Yu could cast two spells at the same time, so he directly urged the divine sword technique to exert the strongest power, without giving Song Yu a chance at all.

You can even swallow the sacrifice of Shoudan!!

Pity......

At this point, the only way to do this is to run away.

"Want to escape?" Song Yu said coldly, a red glow flashed in his eyes, and then his palm stretched out, and the clothes on his body were windless, "Soul Snatching Technique." ”

"What's going on?"

Wen Zizhen felt a strange suction, and before he could sense it, Song Yu slapped him on the head with a palm.

I saw that Wenzi's body was trembling rapidly, and he found that his soul was being withdrawn little by little, and despair and fear couldn't help but appear in his eyes, what kind of evil demon technique is this?

"It's so comfortable!" Song Yu shuddered unconsciously, and he felt that his divine sense had strengthened a little.

After a while, Wen Zizhen turned into a bloodless corpse, this scene was really a little scary, Rao is Liu Erlang and the others were startled.

"Song Yu, what did you do to Wen Zizhen?" Liu Erlang asked nervously, looking at Song Yu with a strange look in his eyes.

"Wenzi really wanted to absorb my cultivation, but after I interrupted it, it caused a backlash, and I didn't do anything. Song Yu's eyes rolled and explained.

"I see, you're fine. Liu Erlang breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Song Yu was not at ease at all, he only felt a chill in his back now.

Just now, he was like a demon, and he actually used the Soul Snatching Technique in front of the public, which was not his original intention, as if something controlled his thinking.

Could this be the side effect of the Soul Snatching Formula?

Song Yu's brows furrowed slightly, and then he saw a beautiful shadow come into view, but it was Liu Ye'er with tears in his eyes.