"Boom!"

The spear is like ink, and the brilliance is wanton.

Wu Yangyu moved with a gun in one hand, but his figure was like a ghost, and he quickly killed it.

With his current strength, he will not choose to fight with characters like Wu Tianhao and Song Que for the time being, so the targets he chooses are characters like Wu Yihai, Song Xinghui, and Wu Xiong.

"Peng!"

The shadow of the spear flickered, like the Nine Heavens divine power falling, and it slammed Wu Yihai out of the air.

Under the powerful force, Wu Yihai's body slammed into a rockery, and as the rockery was torn apart, his body finally fell there weakly.

"Wu Yangyu, you dare to kill me! I am now the young master of the Wu family! If you dare to kill me, my father will not let you go!"

Wu Yihai, who was spurting blood, watched Wu Yangyu slowly step in, his face suddenly changed greatly, and there was only endless timidity and trembling on his originally arrogant face.

"Your father?hahahaha...... Do you think that the current Wu Tianhao still has the time and strength to get out of the Wu family? Now, you give me death!"

"Sneer......"

Wu Yangyu showed no mercy, and the wind quickly unleashed, his body was like a ghost, and the tiger spirit war spear in his hand had already emitted a bloodthirsty long roar.

"Poof......

Blood burst out, and Wu Yihai's screams also stopped abruptly.

Killing, although it is quite unfamiliar to Wu Yangyu, but in the face of a character like Wu Yihai, his heart is particularly relieved, this guy has humiliated the decent Wu Yangyu more than once in the past, and now he is just recovering some interest!

"Come out......"

The war spear in his hand slowly swept up, and Wu Yangyu's eyes also looked towards a chaotic layer of rocks not far away.

"It seems that I still underestimated you! I didn't expect your strength to be stronger than your original performance!"

The stone moved slightly, and a person slowly walked out of it.

The comer, with a good face, a slender and solid figure, has a majesty in it.

The Takeshi clan, Takeo!

I haven't seen it for a few days, and the momentum of the martial artist in front of him has become more and more condensed and powerful, which also makes Wu Yangyu secretly sigh, this guy is indeed a martial arts genius.

However, he is only a genius.

"Buzz ......"

The spear drew a mysterious arc, and Wu Yangyu held the spear in his hand and watched Takeo quietly.

Now he can be said to have grown up reborn compared to a few days ago, and after devouring the water martial spirit, his own "Fighting Spirit Technique" has undergone a qualitative change.

Between the gestures, there is a sense of strength, originally when he used this tiger spirit war spear, Wu Yangyu still had a little pressure, but now he no longer has that feeling.

The 1,600-pound Tiger Spirit War Spear was in his hands, and there was no longer the slightest sense of stagnation.

"Your strength is still as weak as it was back then, and it seems that you are not very good!"

"Arrogance!"

Takeo's face turned cold, and when he stepped on his feet, he had already torn towards Wu Yangyu fiercely.

"Roar!"

Like a mad tiger roaring.

Takeo, who moved forward, turned his palm into a slight movement, and suddenly a war knife had appeared, and with the urging of the energy, a huge round of sword light and energy shrouded the range of ten meters in a radius.

"The human level is peerless, is the Heavenly Tiger Sword Technique?"

Feeling the sharp sword light of the other party's killing, Wu Yangyu's eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

He had heard of this sword technique for a long time, and it was rumored that this sword technique was extremely powerful, and once it was cultivated to the extreme, it could even reach the point where the Heavenly Tiger evolved into an illusory shadow.

"Heavenly Tiger Sword Technique, this is the sword technique that I have recently cultivated to the extreme, and you are also proud of it when used on you!"

Looking at Wu Yangyu, Takeo's face was calm, without the slightest wave, as if he was telling a fact.

on this.

Wu Yangyu didn't have any answer, just stood there quietly, facing the sharp knife light rushing to his face, as if he was stupid, and he didn't even have the intention of making a move.

But.

At the moment when the battle knife in Takeo's hand was about to be slashed down, his face changed suddenly, and at the same time, an indescribable cold breath, as if enveloped by a cold wind, fell fiercely.

Under the strong chill, even Takeo's strength was amazing, but he couldn't help but shiver on his body.

Not good!

With a secret scream in his heart, Takeo's body was about to fly upside down quickly.

"I'll give you a ride!"

Compared to his reaction, Wu Yangyu was obviously one step ahead of him.

His right foot swept up, and he was already kicking hard.

"Peng!"

The force of this kick was so powerful, and in the middle of the air, you could hear bursts of bones and bones exploding.

"Poof......

In mid-air, blood was spilled.

The first genius of the year, the king of the Yuhua Tea Party, was kicked out by Wu Yangyu like a dead dog at this moment.

Hit the ground hard, Takeo's body was already unable to move, and although his face was in pain, it still couldn't hide the horror and disbelief in his eyes:

"How is this possible? How is it possible? How can you be so strong?"

Staring at Wu Yangyu deadly, Takeo couldn't help but shout loudly at this moment, his tone was full of disbelief and unwillingness.

For him, he is the strongest among the younger generation in the entire Yuhua City, even if he fought with Wu Yangyu last time, he is sure that Wu Yangyu is not his opponent.

But now, all this is so far apart, how can he be willing and recognized!

Facing Takeo's roar, Wu Yangyu didn't speak, but he was secretly ecstatic in his heart, even he himself was taken aback by his current strength.

Now, on the premise of not using the "Great Silence Extinguishing Spear Technique", he can actually compete with the powerhouse of the Martial Artist Seven Heavens, which is enough to show that his own cultivation of the "Fighting Spirit Technique" has raised his strength to a terrifying height.

"You've got too much nonsense!"

Staring at each other coldly, Wu Yangyu didn't talk nonsense.

The spear in his hand flashed.

Shot at Takeo again.

The spear flickered, and the dazzling and sharp divine light made Takeo's eyes can't help but show a look of despair:

"No!!"

Accompanied by his desperate and terrible scream, Wu Yangyu was completely unmoved, and the sharp energy of the spear had pierced Takeo's head in an instant.

"Xiong'er!"

At the moment when Takeo fell, a terrible and angry roar also came from behind Wu Yangyu, and at the same time, the hairs on Wu Yangyu's body suddenly stood up, and every inch of muscle on the surface of his body began to tremble, which was a reaction to the perception of strong danger.

Wind Walk!!

Moved by his heart, Wu Yangyu did not hesitate, stepped on the streamer, and the whole person was like a hurricane that tore through the sky, and the speed flew quickly to a hundred meters away.

All of this may seem like a long time, but in fact it only happens between breaths.

"Boom ......"

Just as Wu Yangyu's figure flashed, in the sky, a streamer-like blade light also fell from the sky like crazy, and in the position where Wu Yangyu was just now, it was torn down heavily.

"Boom!"

Dusty and gravel!

Within a radius of 100 meters, all the shackles were torn into pieces by this edge.

"Boom!"

The sword light flickered, the energy was shining, and the sharp blade was pressing forward step by step, not giving Wu Yangyu a chance to react at all, and attacked again.

The person who made the shot, his face was full of viciousness and madness, and the long knife in his hand was not stopping, trying to completely tear apart all the vitality of Wu Yangyu, such a knife technique, at this moment in the entire Wu family, who else would there be except Wu Tingdao, the patriarch of the Wu clan.

Faced with the killing of his son Takeo, Wu Tingdao was completely furious.

However, at this same moment, Wu Yangyu's figure flashed quickly, and the whole person stepped into the streamer, and the aura on his body instantly became strange and extraordinary.

As if, at this moment, Wu Yangyu turned into a ghost.

"Boom!"

The Tiger Spear let out a long, earth-shattering roar.

Like a moment of beauty.

The Tiger Spirit War Spear in Wu Yangyu's hand moved!

"Battle Scars of the Wind!"

"Sneer......"

The tip of the gun evolves, like a sky full of stars.

Thirty-six spear shadows bloomed from Wu Yangyu's hands at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Speed! Power!

Perfectly presented to the limit.

"Great Silence Extinguishing Gun Technique" is a ground-level mastery, even if it is the lowest level, but it is still extremely profound, at this moment, this incomplete mastery, in the hands of Wu Yangyu, after the operation of the "Fighting Spirit Technique", re-bloomed its due light.

In the space, ripples appeared, and under this unconcealable force, you could even see a thirty-six concave arc slowly cracking in this space!

The thirty-six gun shadows shown in this gun technique seem to be illusory, but in fact, they are physical lights and shadows formed under the operation of extremely fast frequencies, or in other words, each of them is an absolute entity with absolute lethality.

Thirty-six shots in the blink of an eye, it is impossible for ordinary people to show it, let alone resist.

"Qiang Qiang ...... Snort......!!"

Burst of blood!

In the disbelieving eyes of that Wu Tingdao, the war knife in his hand could not withstand Wu Yangyu's high-frequency war spear attacks, and was crushed into pieces all over the sky.

Moreover, at the last scar of the gun, his flesh had been completely pierced by this spear!

"I ...... How can it be...... Death by your hands!"

Wu Tingdao's eyes widened, staring at Wu Yangyu deadly, and his eyes were all shocked and incredulous.

Yes, as a powerhouse at the peak of the Martial Artist Eight Heavens, he has absolute self-confidence, even if he is like Wu Tianchong, he is not absolutely sure that he can kill him.

However, the junior in front of him, who was only a mere martial artist Sixth Heaven, actually crossed the level and killed him, how could he be reconciled.

"Why did you die at my hands?

Wu Yangyu smiled coldly, and the spear in his hand twisted fiercely, completely tearing the last trace of the other party's vitality......