"Uncle, I told you, you have something on you that is related to me!"

Wu Yangyu looked at Jing Xinzi with a smile, the breath on his body did not decrease but increased, the power of Huanghuang was unpredictable and boundless, the whole person stepped on the sky, and behind him, the vision of the Buddha became more and more condensed, shocking the universe and the earth!

Fuck your sister's fate.

Jing Xinzi had a feeling of beeping a dog at the moment, this time, he did get a inheritance, and it was very terrifying, the loss of their Pure Land Sect to enter the secret realm of the gods this time was too heavy.

Even the strongest Zen heart of the sect fell here, although all kinds of evidence show that the fall of the Zen heart is closely related to Wu Yangyu, and even the other party's hand.

But.

Now that Wu Yang Yu has disappeared, they can't go to Wu Yang Yu to settle this account at all, besides, this is in the secret realm of the gods, and it is not uncommon for things to fall.

However, now that their Pure Land Sect had just had a chance to recover, they had encountered this 'dust' again, which allowed Jing Xinzi to calm down.

"Brother Yichen, you ......"

"Boom!"

Just when Jing Xinzi wanted to speak again, Wu Yangyu's figure had already moved.

Suddenly, the voice of the Buddha rolled in, and the power of the storm descended, forcing it to fall, covering the entire sky in an instant.

"Click!"

Everyone in the Pure Land Sect only felt a stiffness in their bodies for a while, and in the next moment, they were surrounded by flowers in front of them.

"Yichen, you deceive people too much!"

Jing Xinzi's face completely changed, and the disciples around him were clearly affected by endless impacts as the pressure continued to rise, and even worse, they directly spurted blood and fell to the ground, and their bodies trembled.

"Bang!"

He raised his hand and also played the Buddha's way, and the huge Buddha's vision was condensed in the void, crackling, the muscles and bones of his body were like a dragon and tiger roaring, and the rolling power had been directly slashed out with the wave of the big hand.

"Great Buddha Hand!"

In the palm shadows of the sky, there was a Buddha chanting, forming a spirit like nine heavens and ten earths, and he beckoned towards Wu Yangyu violently.

"Look for death!"

However, a cold voice echoed in his ears.

"What?!"

Before Jing Xinzi could react, in the void, a sky-cutting power, but it had been crushed heavily, vaguely, Wu Yang Yu controlled the sky, stepping into it, countless cracks were torn apart like a moat, and the golden light of the Tao was covered, accompanied by the surge of the Buddha's vision, Wu Yang Yu seemed to dominate the suppression.

"Boom ——!"

Meditation, I only felt that my body was shocked, and then, the overwhelming power had been slammed down.

"Click!"

The latter, the body flew upside down, and the terrifying blood flowed like a spring.

"Boom!"

There were bursts of light and shadow, and there was a long roar like divine iron.

In Wu Yangyu's hand, a huge war knife waved, and it followed the Jing Xinzi who flew out upside down like lightning, and slashed down mercilessly.

"No!!"

Wu Yangyu's ruthlessness was beyond Jing Xinzi's expectations, and his strength made him even more unequipped, with his strength just now, it was clear that it had reached the extreme, which was comparable to the level of the early stage of the monarch-level Eight Heavens, but he couldn't even resist Wu Yangyu's face.

"Sneer......"

However.

Everything is just a moment.

With the flash of the sharp sword, the last wisp of Jing Xinzi's consciousness had completely disappeared from the world.

"Huh!"

Urged by the power of immortality, the Eye of the Oracle opened.

Soon.

On the corpse of this meditation son, a strange dark purple bamboo knife has emerged, and the protrusions of the bamboo knife are obviously tempered by a whole bamboo.

On the entire body of the Purple Bamboo Knife, there were countless mysterious light patterns lingering, and as Wu Yang Yu entered his hand, there was a terrifying evil qi that was eroding over.

The overwhelming terrifying aura almost materialized around him, and even his soul seemed to be affected, and one after another illusions surged in his mind from time to time.

But.

All this, however, only lasted for a moment, and then dissipated like a tide, followed by bursts of mysterious and ancient Sanskrit singing echoing in the ears.

"Killing Blade?!"

The moment he saw the purple bamboo knife, someone suddenly screamed.

"Brush!"

Even at this moment, one after another divine thoughts were almost frantically locking on Wu Yangyu's body.

"The Killing Blade, made of the rare 10,000-year-old Dark Purple Bamboo, is rumored to be a magic knife! Demon Knife! Bloodthirsty as madness, killing countless sentient beings!"

"Impossible, such a murder weapon has been lost for a long time, and at the moment when the killing blade was cast, because of the evil spirit and ferocity, it was injected with the power of the Buddha by the strong man of Zen Buddhism, sealing its fierce side, and then, although it changed hands repeatedly, it was finally said to be suppressed by Zen Buddhism......"

"This thing is incomparably sharp, and it kills endlessly...... It's here?!"

In the bursts of discussion, a pair of eyes full of scorching eyes have flashed more and more brightly.

Such a blade is a combination of artifact, demon soldiers, and demon soldiers, and its own power cannot be underestimated, and it has also been sealed and blessed by the strong men of Zen Buddhism.

The benefits of it, unless you control it personally, ordinary people can't see the benefits at all.

"Good knives!"

Wu Yangyu was also secretly sighing in his heart.

The killing blade was extremely sharp, and the moment he started, Wu Yangyu scoffed at the so-called sealing theory, which indeed had the means of the Buddha's way.

Pity.

This is not a seal, but an amplification and blessing.

Once this killing blade is completely unleashed, the ferocity in it and the sacredness of the Buddha's path are perfectly combined, forming a terrifying superimposed effect, which absolutely crushes a single effect in power.

"Boom!"

With a wave of the killing blade in his hand, all of a sudden, a dark purple light flashed away, and in Wu Yangyu's hand, the battle knife turned into two in a burst of wailing.

This battle knife was originally snatched by him from the disciples of the Tianshu Holy Land, and it was of extraordinary quality, and it was also a powerful battle knife.

But.

In front of this killing blade, this war knife could not withstand the edge of it at all, and you can imagine how terrifying the sharpness of the killing blade was.

"Such a thing itself is owned by my Zen Buddhism...... Today, it can be regarded as the return of the goods to their original owners!"

Wu Yangyu had a look of relief on his face, and he put away the killing blade beautifully.

"Yichen! you really want to tear your face with our Pure Land Sect!"

As soon as Wu Yangyu's words fell, the rest of the Pure Land Sect was already roaring with anger on their faces.

In their hearts, it was called a great wrath.

Originally.

The Pure Land Sect also had a Zen heart as a support, and then, the Zen heart fell, and the power of their Pure Land Sect in the secret realm of the gods could be said to have been greatly weakened.

Finally, with the appearance of the meditation son again, they barely began to recover, and this time, it was a great thing that they could get this killing blade.

But.

Who would have thought that this killing blade had not yet been covered with heat, and it had not even been really used, but it was once again snatched away by the dust in front of them, and under the bullying and disappointment again and again, how the people of the Pure Land Sect were not angry.

Even at this moment, they were about to tear their faces and roar at Wu Yangyu.

"What a divine object is the Killing Blade, how can you Pure Land Sect deserve to have it, only our Pure Land Sect has this qualification!"

Wu Yangyu's face was full of uncaring looks, and he shouted arrogantly, and he didn't forget to smear the impure sect again.

"Impure Bulk ......!"

Hearing these four words, everyone in the Pure Land Sect was even more angry and trembling, there was no shortage of disciples, and the flesh that was stimulated by Wu Yangyu's remarks trembled in a burst of trembling, and directly spurted blood and fell to the ground.

I've seen robberies, but who has ever encountered such a robbery method, how shameless is this.

"This thing...... You really shouldn't have it!"

Abrupt.

At this time, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came out from the sky......