Chapter 681: Slaves
But they never expected that after just a few fights, the Lord of Babel Tower was seriously injured by Lu Yu!
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At this time, Duan Ni's lips trembled a little, and he knew that the gap between him and Lu Yu was already a gap in a big realm, just like the peak of the Broken Realm versus life and death, and the late stage of life and death versus life and death!
It's ridiculous that he had to give Lu Yu a year to challenge him again, and he really didn't know how to write the word dead.
"Giant Axe, help me!" the Tower Master of Babel clasped his shoulders and asked for help from the Lord of the Great Axe Tower.
The Giant Axe Tower Lord swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling bitter in his heart, but he knew the identity of the Lord of the Tower of Babel, if he really watched the Lord of the Tower of Babel die in front of his eyes, the original owner of the Starlight Tower would definitely not let him go.
At this time, the Giant Axe Tower Lord was in a dilemma, even if he and the Babel Tower Lord dealt with Lu Yu together, he might not be able to win, but if he didn't save him when he saw death, then the original owner of the Starlight Tower might transfer the hatred of losing his son to him, and it would not be surprising that he would be killed at that time.
When the Giant Axe Tower Lord was hesitating, how could Lu Yu give the Tower Lord of Babel a chance to breathe, as soon as his body moved, Lu Yu stepped out, as if teleporting in front of the Lord of the Tower of Babel, and punched the Lord of the Tower of Babel with a punch!
Rumble!
The Lord of the Tower of Babel withdrew violently and was injured again, because he had a little understanding of the power of Lu Yu's spatial rules before, he finally took precautions this time, but he only suffered a small loss, but if it goes on like this, it will be a matter of time before he loses.
"Lu Yu, I am the son of the original owner of the Starlight Tower, if you kill me, you will also be buried!"
The Lord of the Tower of Babel shouted frantically, he was beaten to the ground by Lu Yu, and was forced to move out of his identity to suppress Lu Yu!
"What?, son of the original owner of the Starlight Tower?"
Most of the martial artists present didn't know the identity of the Lord of the Tower of Babel, and when they suddenly heard him say this, they were all stunned, the original owner of the Starlight Tower, that was the only twelve-star supreme in the entire Starlight Tower, and the cultivation was said to have broken through the emperor level!
The Lord of the Tower of Babel turned out to be the son of the original owner of the Starlight Tower?
This news is really shocking and inexplicable, but Lu Yu doesn't eat this set at all, even if you are the son of the original owner of the Starlight Tower?
Punch after punch, the fist bombardment did not leave the vital point of the Lord of the Tower of Babel, and Lu Yu vowed to put the Lord of the Tower of Babel to death!
"Ahhh
"Lu Yu, you forced me, I will fight for a hundred years of cultivation, and I will die with you!" The Lord of the Tower of Babel bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and red flames burned on his Heaven Opening Sword.
Sky Shatter!
A sword slashed out, and the blood vessels in the main arms of the Tower of Babel exploded together, and the void trembled. The whole earth was torn apart, and there were huge cracks more than a foot wide everywhere!
Lu Yu's eyes froze, and above the slight shock, thunder and flames were intertwined.
Tianyao!
"Boom!"
A fierce collision, and the space around the two was blown into a vacuum by the raging energy.
The Lord of the Tower of Babel flew out upside down, and Lu Yu was also swept away by this aftermath, in the process of his retreat. A wave of energy rushed into his body like a poisonous snake along his right arm!
After all, Lu Yu only relied on the strength of his physical body and the hard shaking of the star weapon, which was still a little worse than the toughness of the Open Heaven Sword, so his willpower and divine pattern power had to be divided into a part to protect his arm, and he could not exert his maximum attack power.
Phew!
The clothes on Lu Yu's right arm burst to pieces, and his body flew out, and the qi and blood in his body surged.
And the owner of the Tower of Babel was even more miserable, falling heavily into the mountain wall, the earth and rocks were flying, and the smoke and dust were everywhere!
Feeling the slight tremor of his arm, Lu Yu frowned a little, with such a level of intense impact, his arm was indeed a little unbearable.
And now that he has broken through the realm of life and death, if he is still at the peak of the shattered realm now, I am afraid that he will lose consciousness by now.
And at this moment, Lu Yu only heard the sword wind on the right side, and he turned around suddenly, only to see that ten zhang away, the Blood Flame Supreme Body had a thick body and a big sword, and killed him.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yu shook his head in his heart, the Blood Flame Supreme was controlled by the Master Slave Seal of the Tower of Babel, and there was no way to save it, unless he killed the Lord of the Tower of Babel, but as the most loyal slave, how could the Blood Flame Supreme allow this kind of thing to happen?
Lu Yu's fist turned, and the star power exploded.
The willpower was infused into the micro shock, and Lu Yu punched out, and the blazing purple electric python flashed so that the martial artists present were blinded!
"Thunderbird!"
Lu Yu's punch also fused the power of time and space rules while instilling attention to the power of will, Lu Yu believed that although the Blood Flame Supreme would not be killed in seconds, it would inevitably be seriously injured.
However, what he didn't expect was that the Blood Flame Supreme didn't mean to dodge and block at all, and he rushed straight towards Lu Yu's body!
"Poof!"
The power of the fist pierced through the body of the Blood Flame Supreme without any suspense.
And a trace of madness flashed on the face of the Blood Flame Supreme at this time, he actually rushed to his eyes in front of Lu Yu's shock wave, let his fist penetrate his body, stretched out his hands and feet like an octopus and hugged Lu Yu!
Grabbing Lu Yu's shoulders with both hands, the Blood Flame Supreme's eyes were as red as blood, and he shouted, "Die with me!"
He burst out with all his strength, and he actually wanted to grab Lu Yu and withstand the attack of the Tower of Babel together!
"It's hopeless!"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Lu Yu's eyes, his arms were propped up, and his strength skyrocketed, only listening to the sound of "Peng Peng!" , a cloud of blood mist erupted from the Blood Flame Supreme's body.
"Well done, Blood Flame!" The Lord of the Tower of Babel shouted, and slashed at Lu Yu with a sword, looking at his posture, he was going to cut Lu Yu and the Blood Flame Supreme together!
"Pathetic minion. ”
Lu Yu was controlled by the Blood Flame Supreme, and he really couldn't support his body in a short time, seeing the Babel Tower Lord slashing with a sword, Lu Yu's face did not change, and he stepped on the time tattoo to strengthen his body, and the space around him suddenly distorted.
At the beginning, in the King's Prison, Lu Yu could use the power of space rules to break through the space prison, not to mention the hands of the Blood Flame Supreme.
The space was distorted, and the Blood Flame Supreme grabbed the air at once, and at this time, the sword of the Lord of the Tower of Babel slashed!
"Poof!"
From head to toe, a sword directly split the Blood Flame Supreme into pieces
Two halves!
Blood is pouring out!
And Lu Yu came twenty zhang away, unharmed.
At that scene just now, all the martial artists in the audience were stunned, they only felt that the light around Lu Yu was distorted, and then he didn't know how to break free from the shackles of the Blood Flame Supreme and teleported twenty zhang away!
"What a clever power of space rules!"
Gu Beichao sighed in his heart, he also knew a lot about the power of space rules, but he couldn't do it to Lu Yu's level.
"Damn!" Killing his own slave by mistake, the Lord of Babel is in a terrible mood!