"Poof!"

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In the air movement, the trend once again set off a rain of swords, how powerful that sword was, how fast, as if it was the first holy light from the primordial time of heaven and earth, enough to annihilate all the killing power, under the urging of Wu Yangyu, the power of cutting the sky.

Just for a moment.

He completely ignored the roar of the fist demon Zhou Zhuo and locked on one person again.

The latter, his body was stiff, his pupils were rapidly expanding, like needles, with a look of horror, and his mouth let out a dry cry, but in the face, the sword light was wrapped in an incomparable killing momentum and had already sunk into his neck.

Blood burst out, scarlet in all directions.

The sword cut off his life and split his head alive.

The skull, for Wu Xiu, is very important, it is a fatal place.

Unless the strength reaches the level of immortal and immortal legends, otherwise, it is enough to completely annihilate a body of vitality.

Shot, sword opening, and success, completely in one go, between the lightning and flint, Wu Yangyu has already taken away the lives of the three powerhouses.

Bang!

This disciple of the Hundred Beast Valley had his head smashed down heavily on the ground, and his flesh and blood were blurred, but he could still see that his eyes were dull and shocked, and they couldn't close at all.

The powerhouses are in an uproar!

With a look of disbelief in his eyes, he stared at Wu Yangyu tightly, as if he wanted to pierce Wu Yangyu's body.

"Ah......h

A crazy roar spread from the mouth of the fist demon Zhou Zhuo.

His face was distorted, and his eyes opened and closed, as if a sharp knife was about to swallow out, cutting through the galaxy.

All.

It's just a blink of an eye.

However, just in an instant, he lost three of his fellow disciples, which made him not angry, how not crazy, not to mention, Wu Yangyu still killed in front of him, this is a slap in the face.

"I remembered, this is the god son of the Doushen Sect, Wu Yangyu!"

In the crowd, someone finally reacted and shouted almost silently.

Wu Yangyu?!

The shadow of the famous tree, although Wu Yangyu's name has not spread throughout the entire Divine Secret Realm, it is enough for a large number of people to know.

Leapfrogging the battle, with the power of the king, he desperately escaped from the hands of the desolate, the thunder, and the Styx, and even chased and killed the three soon after, and even now, neither the thunder nor the desolate have dared to argue with Wu Yangyu.

As for the River Styx, it is even more miserable, and it has even been killed here by Wu Yang Yu.

Originally.

Wu Yangyu's record is too terrifying.

The Zen heart of the Pure Land Sect, the Mo Jiuxuan of the Nine Xuan Taishang Sect, Ren Tianxing of the Great Sage Palace, and so on, when everyone really counted them carefully, they were shocked to find that the young man in front of him, who looked like he was only in his teens, had already reached a qualification and status that was enough to look down on the ten directions.

"Humph......"

Not far away, Cang Lei snorted, and his face was very unhappy.

Especially now, there is no shortage of disciples who have already looked at this side at this time, after all, he had also chased and killed Wu Yangyu at the beginning, but he almost fell, if it wasn't for the protection of Dian Xuan, I am afraid that he would really be killed by Wu Yangyu.

The same ugly face, there is also the desolation, when he fought with Wu Yangyu, it was only a moment of difference, which was enough to be suppressed by Wu Yangyu, even if he followed Dian Xuan's side, there were adventures, but Wu Yangyu's shot just now made him shocked to find that the gap between himself and the other party was simply more and more, and it was difficult to compete.

"Wu Yang Yu ......"

There was a lot of discussion in his ears, and the face of the fist demon Zhou Zhuo had begun to become more and more difficult to look at.

For Wu Yangyu, he naturally knows something.

Merely.

This kind of understanding is one-sided after all, however, when it was really time to fight Wu Yangyu, he realized that there were too many gaps in his understanding of Wu Yangyu.

The strength of the other party exceeded his expectations, and even with his strength, he was not absolutely sure that he could really resist it.

"It is rumored that this Wu Yang Yu has already had the qualifications to compete with the monarch-level Sixth Heaven...... Oh my God, how old is this guy? This Doushen Sect is too demonic!"

"Hmph, it's obviously caused by the peerless inheritance on his body, could this guy be the illegitimate son of a certain emperor in his previous life, what kind of inheritance can he create such a terrifying combat power!"

The sound of Dao Dao's discussions, a touch of envy and jealousy in his eyes, kept coming out, and at this time, there was no shortage of people who had already looked at the disciples of the Hundred Beast Valley with a playful look.

After all, in terms of Wu Yangyu's strength, now, his performance is not inferior to the boxing demon Zhou Zhuo at all, and Wu Yangyu's behavior is clearly tearing his face, and many people are beginning to look forward to how the boxing demon Zhou Zhuo will react at this moment.

And that's not all.

Not far from Wu Yangyu's side, the fat man, Fanpraruo, Chu Zhanshan, Shenwu, Juque and his party were also here, staring here, and the true yuan power on their bodies was emanating, which showed that they were not decorations.

"Wu Yangyu...... You are so bold, your Fighting God Sect is planning to start a war with our Hundred Beast Valley!"

Barely suppressing the anger in his heart, the fist demon Zhou Zhuo shouted coldly.

With his character, this is almost the limit.

in the outside world.

What is their identity and status in the Valley of the Hundred Beasts, with the ancient and profound art of taming beasts in the sect, the Valley of the Hundred Beasts has connections with many super sects and has made deep friendships.

Therefore, even if the Valley of Hundred Beasts has not been a super sect, it still has great confidence to be proud of, in this environment, Zhou Zhuo's identity is even higher, and Wu Yangyu's killing is a great insult to him!

"Boom!"

However.

Just as the words of the fist demon Zhou Zhuo fell, a fierce sword light broke through the void again, and the blazing sword light seemed to rise into the air as if a great sun had risen into the sky, and it struck out again towards the other disciples of the Hundred Beast Valley.

Wu Yangyu didn't even hear Zhou Zhuo's words at all, and moved straight with his sword, killing again.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light flowed, and with the infusion of immortal power, the three-meter-long bluestone ancient sword was wrapped in terrifying power.

"Click!"

A disciple had already reacted, and immediately chose to fight back, however, the strength of this bluestone ancient sword at the moment is more than ten thousand, and the sword qi is pouring out, no less than a mountain of sword qi, and it is overwhelmingly suppressed and falling, crushing the sky!

Latter.

The blade in his hand suddenly cracked, and the flesh was even more unbearable, and in that burst of cracking, the flesh and blood all over his body splashed, and he completely fell into it.

Hiss......

Under such a scene, many disciples couldn't help but gasp.

Ruthless!

Absolutely ruthless!

Killing, of course, they are no strangers.

But such a neat killing method is rare to hear of.

Even if the power of the Doushen Sect surpassed the Valley of the Hundred Beasts, but after all, there was a super great sect behind the Valley of the Hundred Beasts, but Wu Yangyu didn't care at all, and he didn't hesitate at all.

"Wu Yangyu...... You're deceiving people too much!"

In the roar, the fist demon Zhou Zhuo could no longer contain the anger in his heart, and the vigorous fist intent suddenly burst out, and the fierce beast under the seat roared, and he had already killed Wu Yangyu.

This fierce beast with a fierce posture will naturally not be the legendary fierce deity, but it undoubtedly has a trace of the blood of the fierce one, and the great power on the body is emanated, and it already has the breath of a monarch, and in the wave of its claws, it cooperated with its master to begin to bombard Wu Yangyu.

"Give me -!"

Wu Yang Yu moved his sword like flying, one after another thick sword qi, almost like a mountain of sword qi, circling around him, and his other hand was not idle, and his five fingers turned into a sword palm.

Break the mountains and rivers with one palm - broken!

"Sneer......"

The terrifying five fingers, forming traces like knives, emitted like the sky, and killed the other two disciples of the Hundred Beast Valley.

The Four Styles of True Martial Arts, this is Wu Yangyu's own unique learning, which has condensed what he has learned and comprehended, especially under the awakening of the Prison Suppression Divine Body, the power of each of these Four Styles of True Martial Arts has also increased innumerably.

"Boom!"

"Click!"

The power of suppression and killing is so strong.

Those two Hundred Beast Valley disciples, even if they barely competed, compared to Wu Yang Yu at this moment, it was like a world of difference, just between breaths, the body was crushed into blood mist like a lightning strike.

The bluestone ancient sword, swaying fiercely, accompanied by the release of that puffy sword qi, resisted the power of the fist demon Zhou Zhuo.

"Bell!"

The fist seal and sword qi are intertwined with each other, like two majestic mountains bombarding each other, and the terrifying vibration sound spreads all over the ten directions.

"Ahhh......hhh Wu Yangyu, I'm going to kill you!"

When the last disciple of the Hundred Beast Valley was killed, the fist demon Zhou Zhuo's whole person was going crazy, these disciples were not only his subordinates and fellow disciples, but also his hard work.

Future.

He could rely on these people to occupy a place in the Valley of the Hundred Beasts and become a controlling figure in the Valley of the Hundred Beasts, but all of this was ruined by Wu Yang Yusheng!

"Boom!"

A thick sword qi swayed out again, like a heavenly sword hanging in the air, and it seemed to be an invincible match, cutting through the galaxy, cutting the sky, twisting, and directly attacking the fist demon Zhou Zhuo and killing him.

"You're all left!"

The cold sound pierced the sky, and Wu Yang Yuren's sword was one, and he killed again like crazy.

Sword qi, sword intent, and sword mang, penetrating the universe, materialized and condensed in one, although Wu Yangyu has not reached the point of mastery of swordsmanship, however, the bluestone ancient sword has a terrifying quality.

The power infused in this is getting stronger and stronger, and the weight of the sword body will also increase at a terrifying speed, at this moment, under the infusion of that immortal power, the bluestone ancient sword suddenly shines brightly, and the entire starry sky trembles as it moves.

"Roar!"

The boxing demon Zhou Zhuo, his face changed wildly, and the fierce beast under the seat let out a roar of uneasiness, but under Zhou Zhuo's control, he had to roar and choose to fight.

"Boom!"

The two forces are impressively intertwined.

With a roar, within a radius of 10,000 meters, the earth boiled for a while, centered on the two, as if forming a violent storm, violently stirring.

"Poof......

"Roar!"

It's just an instant, and the victory or defeat is concluded.

Fist Demon Zhou Zhuo, his body flew upside down, blood gushed out, and was blasted away by a terrifying force, the flesh and blood on his body crackled, and one palm was torn into a blood mist.

The fierce beast was cut off by a sword qi, wailing incessantly, and the blood flowed like a waterfall and fell heavily.

"Peng!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Wu Yangyu stepped forward, holding the sword in one hand, and raised it again, the sword intent full of killing with the spirit of crushing locked Zhou Zhuo again.

On his body, the sword qi is intertwined, as if forming a sea of sword qi, the killing fluctuations in the sky, mighty and mighty, as if the brilliant sun, making people's hearts palpitate.

"Wu Yangyu...... You are going to kill them all, you can't do it? You are strong and strong, do you want to be so strong, how can we in the Valley of the Hundred Beasts ever offend you!"

Facing Wu Yangyu's killing, the fist demon Zhou Zhuo couldn't bear it anymore, and roared bitterly in his mouth......

"Humph!"

Wu Yangyu snorted coldly, but there was no pause.

This guy is obviously lying, since he knows that he is a disciple of the Doushen Sect, he naturally knows the reason for his move, and at this time, he even tried to incite the people around him and provoke everyone's hatred.

However, at this moment, no one will choose to stand up for Zhou Zhuo.

Wu Yangyu's killing methods are too rebellious.

With the power of one person, he completely suppressed this team in the Valley of Beasts, and now who dares to stand up for him.

"Die!"

In the cold voice, Wu Yangyu's figure flickered, wrapped in the incomparable sword intent, and he killed it mightily, and in the urging of the powerful sword qi, it was like a sword qi divine mountain, thick and sharp fluctuations, and the terrifying sky and earth were all cracking.

"Enough trouble!"

Seeing that the fist demon Zhou Zhuo was about to be suppressed by this sword qi, finally, a cold sound pierced the sky.

One hand.

It was as black as ink, hundreds of meters long, huge and thin, like a demon's hand, and countless black air currents were wrapped around the palm, and there was a constant howl coming out of the air.

The sky suddenly darkened, as if it was covered by this huge palm, and in the place where it swept, everything was silent, and the power that permeated the palm made people's hearts palpitate.

"This is?!"

Looking at the huge thin black hands, the faces of the disciples of the sect couldn't help but change, especially those who were closer, and their bodies trembled for a while, and they suddenly began to retreat.

"The clutches of the Nine Ghosts...... This is the mastery of the Nine Shadows Palace!"

Some disciples suddenly thought of something, looked at the black palm, and suddenly shouted loudly, and then, their faces suddenly showed a look of fear.

Nine Shades Palace.

One of the super sects.

The ancient sect heritage is rare for people to bear in this secret realm of the gods.

Facing the clutches of the Nine Demons, Zhou Zhuo, the fist demon who was still struggling with his face, couldn't help but show a crazy look of anticipation in his eyes:

"It's His Highness the Nine...... Your Highness the Ninth save me!"

However.

At the moment when his voice fell, Wu Yangyu's figure also arrived, and the bluestone ancient sword in his hand did not hesitate at all, and directly killed and slashed down......