Chapter 1092: The Battle of Life and Death (2)

The eyes of the Second Highness Long Yue were full of excitement.

Yu Wenhao is the lucky star of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and at this moment, it is the lucky star of the Divine Dragon Realm, the strength shown by Xuan Shu this time is really terrifying, if there is no Yu Wenhao to resist, who can take on this great responsibility in the army of the Divine Dragon Realm?

Even the Second Highness, who has always been arrogant, can't do it.

His strength, at best, can deal with the master-level characters of the Xuanyuan Palace, and he may be able to defeat and kill the other party, but he can't do it.

"The order went down, and it was encircled, and it gradually got closer, but the battle above the void was over, and it was immediately attacked. ”

The second highness Long Yue's joyful divine consciousness transmitted.

In this battle, he wants to win a big victory, play the momentum of the Divine Dragon Realm, and show the strength of the Divine Dragon Realm.

As soon as he gave an order, those cultivators who belonged to the Divine Dragon Realm quietly moved, and the encirclement gradually formed.

"Damn, those miscellaneous creatures of the Divine Dragon Realm want to surround us. ”

"Who wins and who loses, it's still unknown, and the Divine Dragon Realm can't wait to kill us all?"

"When the second elder wins, I will kill the Quartet, let's hold our troops for the first time, and always pay attention to the movements of the Divine Dragon Realm. ”

"However, the Second Elder can really win?"

The cultivators who belonged to the eastern region naturally saw through the actions of the Second Highness who thought they were silent, and in addition to anger, they were more worried about the battle above the void.

At this moment, there are indeed no obvious advantages and disadvantages, but who knows what the results will be?

Just in case, at this moment, it is time to make preparations for battle, and perhaps the end of the battle will be a more fierce war.

Above the void, Yu Wenhao and Xuan Shu's figures are staggered, you come and go.

The Xuanshu Scepter is in the hand, the Divine Yuan flows in the meridians, and the energy transformed by the Divine Yuan not only pours into the Divine Scepter, but also gathers on the other hand, fighting against Yu Wenhao's iron fist.

Every attack that erupted was enough to kill the cultivators who had just surpassed the level of Commander Immortal Venerable, so everyone was far away from the battle circle that the two of them were in, and they wanted to help, but they couldn't do anything.

The gray robe sounded, it can be said that this is the most difficult battle that Xuan Shu has faced in his life, and what is even more terrifying is that the enemy he faced is actually a young man who is no more than a hundred years old.

For an old monster like him, who has lived for countless years, Yu Wenhao is too young.

His fierce gaze stared at Yu Wenhao fiercely, Yu Wenhao was not only the enemy of the Xuan Ming Palace, but also the culprit who personally killed his beloved disciple, no matter what the crime, he would not let Yu Wenhao go.

"Breath clouds, red gathering!"

As the battle progressed, Xuan Shu whispered in his mouth, and in the hand he withdrew, the air flow suddenly reverberate, swinging through the clouds, and clusters of red gathered on the palm.

Like a piece of red-hot iron, like underground magma, red and unusually hot.

He slapped out, and Yu Wenhao punched each other.

Rumble!

The air wave exploded, Yu Wenhao's fist was faintly numb, and when he saw the red imprinted on his fist, he raised his spirit, but he didn't expect Xuanshu, who was already at the end of his rope, to have such means, if it weren't for the power of ice and flame on his fist, I am afraid that this blow would be enough to ruin his fist.

It can't be said that Xuan Shu is insidious, it can only be said that Xuan Shu knows how to use his own strength, the battle of life and death, not merciful, not careless, can defeat the other party, and the means of killing the other party is a good means.

And Xuan Shu noticed Yu Wenhao's fright, and struck while the iron was hot, and the red palm print struck again.

Yu Wenhao decisively chose to distance himself from Xuanshu, although he really wanted to kill Xuanshu, he didn't want Xuanshu to cause more damage to himself when he was dying.

Such an idea was captured by Xuanshu, and Xuanshu naturally reluctantly pursued it.

So, above the void, in the sea of blue fire, I saw Yu Wenhao retreating step by step, and Xuanshu was unrelenting. Such a scene made the Xuanming Palace see hope and see the dawn.

Yu Wenhao slid backwards in the sea of fire, leaning backwards, faintly having a tendency to fall down at any time, but the posture shown by Xuan Shu was to have the upper hand.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they all thought that Xuanshu had the upper hand at this moment.

But is that really the case?

Otherwise, although Yu Wenhao retreated step by step, Xuan Shu could not pose more threats to him, on the contrary, he was delaying time, and in the blue sea of fire, more and more ice flame flames poured into Xuan Shu's body, and even reached the point where Yu Wen Hao could seriously injure Xuan Shu in one fell swoop.

But he held back, even though he was completely sure, he still hoped to reach the point of accumulation.

"Everyone says that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, but I Xuanshu doesn't believe it, Jiang is still old and spicy, you Yuwenhao is lucky to enter such a realm, but you can't fully comprehend the true meaning of this realm, therefore, you will lose!"

A smile rose at the corner of Xuan Shu's mouth, looking down at Yu Wenhao, and the flames falling from his palms were even thicker, as if the underground magma had completely exploded, completely submerging Yu Wenhao in the blink of an eye.

"I am the body of fire, how can you hurt me in the slightest, Xuanshu, you are too conceited!"

In the midst of the flames, Yu Wenhao made an arrogant sound, and then, the red flames exploded like magma, and Yu Wenhao's figure reappeared, still fluttering in white clothes and graceful.

"The body of fire, my eastern region, headed by Tianzun, respected Vermilion Bird as the guardian beast, flame is the cornerstone of my eastern region, where the soul of my Xuanyin Palace is, why do you want to be arrogant and laugh generous?"

Xuan Shu naturally didn't believe Yu Wenhao's words.

The body of fire?

It's all nonsense, if Yu Wenhao belongs to the body of fire, why has he been promoted to the heavenly realm for so long, and the divine beasts of the heavenly realm will not move, if Yu Wenhao is the body of fire, why is it still humanoid?

Even though there are times when Yu Wenhao's body is weird, he will never be able to truly incarnate into fire and burn the world.

At best, Yu Wenhao is a cultivator who has obtained a strange flame, or a lucky person who has been lucky enough to get the power of the Vermilion Bird Flame under the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, that's all.

As for the essence of fire, it is all false.

"Well, these days, why doesn't anyone believe the truth?"

Yu Wenhao shook his head helplessly, the Xuanshu in front of him was completely crazy, who would care if he was the body of fire?

He didn't lie, he was the body of the Ice Flame, the origin of the Ice Flame Fire, all along, he had never found out, so that the Ice Flame Spirit Bead in his body was regarded as the source of power, but in fact, the Ice Flame Spirit Bead was nothing more than a drive.

The real horror is his body.

The body of ice flame, which is rare in 10,000 years, I am afraid that even a knowledgeable Xuanshu will not be able to know the perversion of this physique.

"Vermilion Bird Scepter, one staff and thirty shadows!"

Xuan Shu saw Yu Wenhao's helpless expression, and became even more angry, the Vermilion Bird Scepter was raised again, and it slammed down, one staff fell, and thirty staff shadows overlapped, one staff was equivalent to thirty staffs, how terrifying the power was.

Bang!

Even if Yu Wenhao crossed his hands and met this attack with his fists, his whole body couldn't stop falling down, and the void under his body continued to shatter, tearing Yu Wenhao's body.

"Space coincides!"

Under such circumstances, he categorically couldn't bear it, and immediately performed the technique of spatial overlap, and the shattered spaces overlapped one after another, and he lay on the void, the corners of his mouth overflowing with blood.

One rod and thirty shadows, it's terrifying.