Chapter 790: Murder Knife Revival [Fourth Update]

At this time, Du Hetao's expression was extremely ugly.

One of the four arbiters of the Western Temple, Lei Zun, how powerful is it?!

But at this moment, he was killed by this desperate scholar by supreme means?!

At this moment, this Thunder Sword Soldier Master suddenly saw the cruel eyes looking over from a distance, with extremely fierce killing intent.

He immediately understood that this desperate scholar wanted to kill himself here.

"I'm a giant of the ages! You're just a little ...... How did you cultivate to break through to a saint?!"

At this moment, Du Hetao's expression was shocked, but he knew that Ye Yu had the supreme ancient holy art of the West, and his cultivation had been upgraded by one level, so his true combat power would not know how many times he could increase!

"The realm of a saint! It should be comparable to a giant of the ages!"

At this moment, Ye Yu did not hesitate at all, the Ancient Holy Technique "Instant Glory" and the Atmospheric Blood Technique broke out at the same time, and his combat power, at this moment, suddenly superimposed thirty-five times!

Click! click......

The surrounding space began to shatter, and it couldn't withstand the terrifying energy gushing out of Ye Yu's body.

"Roar!"

At this moment, Ye Yu only felt that his combat power had reached a higher level, however, the realm of the saint and the realm of the Venerable did not seem to have broken through to the eternal giants after superimposing their combat power, but Ye Yu knew that even though his combat power was still in the Heavenly Palace, it was much stronger than the previous Heavenly Palace, and it was definitely the pinnacle of the Heavenly Palace, comparable to the half-step Eternal Giant!

And at this time, feeling that Ye Yu's aura of combat power had not reached the real eternal giant, Du Hetao, who was not far away, suddenly smiled coldly, and said coldly: "It seems that your strength is not enough! Half-step ancient giant, you also want to kill me?! It's just a fool's dream! That's fine, kill you kid, get the ancient holy art on your body, this seat may be able to win the eternal giant, and even touch the realm of the void immortal!"

At this time, the more Du Hetao spoke, the more excited he became, his expression was fanatical, greedy, staring at Ye Yu, and said fiercely: "That kind of method just now, I don't believe you still have it, now, die!"

Bang!

Du Hetao's killing intent was boiling, and he stepped on the bronze ancient tower, and suddenly came towards Ye Yu's side.

This thunder sword master is himself a giant through the ages, with martial arts, and he is also in charge of this bronze ancient pagoda of wild treasures, and the momentum at this time is soaring, overwhelming, and terrifying.

"Kill you, the cultivation of the half-step eternal giant is enough!"

Ye Yu said coldly, not afraid at all.

At this time, Sword Ruthless and Mai Doujia were both seriously injured and breathing in place.

"Desperate scholar senior, kill this thunder sword master!"

"That's right! This Du Hetao is not worthy of being the eternal giant of my Eastern Land at all!"

"An eternal giant who kneels down to Westerners, we would rather let it die!"

At this time, countless Eastern warriors on the edge of the Great Jin Dynasty in the distance were roaring angrily, and this Du Hetao, who had previously knelt down in the Western Temple, had become a street rat that everyone shouted and beaten.

Even if Ye Yu doesn't kill him tonight, he will definitely suffer endless infamy in the future, and he can only flee from the eastern land.

"You guys?!"

The roar of the crowd made Du Hetao look fierce, and he was furious and roared: "Kill!"

Rumble!

A vast invisible killing intent was overwhelming, condensing the terrifying power of the way of soldiers, and rushed out of Du Hetao's body, which was a divine light ancient talisman, at this time, condensed with blood-colored killing thoughts, turned into ancient soldiers, holding fierce soldiers, to kill the world.

"The Way of Soldiers?"

Ye Yu looked at the murderous soldiers, holding murderous soldiers, he was not afraid at all.

Rumble!

Ye Yu suddenly stepped into the sky, his eyes were like lightning at the moment, his black hair was dancing wildly, his body was straight, like a demon god, and a battle god was condensed in his hand, dyed with blood, very fierce, directly smashing countless soldiers, and said coldly: "Tonight, this boundless wasteland is the place where you fell! Don't worry, I won't leave your whole corpse!"

"Won't you keep me dead?"

Du Hetao looked furious, his eyes were fierce, and he sneered: "Sharp-toothed boy!

Bang!

The huge bronze tower of the ancient vicissitudes of life trembled violently, releasing a sharp divine light of the military path, and a beam of light suddenly came towards Ye Yu, like arrows, wanting to pierce Ye Yu's heart and shoot him to death in the sky.

"Kill!"

Ye Yu greeted him, the Demon Hell Battle Armor condensed into a black glittering iron cloak, covering the whole body, Ye Yu was like a battlefield blood general, the fierce soldier in his hand slashed down from the sky, killing wantonly, spraying the void, piercing everything, as if to destroy all life with one slash.

At this moment, Ye Yu smelted a trace of the artistic conception of the killing sword in his own battle, the power is terrifying, and the killing opportunity is unlimited!

While!

Zhan Ge slashed on the bronze ancient tower, and the thick and ancient tower body burst out with a brilliant Martian divine light, "click", Zhan Ge shattered, but the bronze ancient tower was also slashed and trembled, and it was about to collapse.

"Hahaha!Boy, your weapons have been shattered by my pagoda, what do you have to rely on?!You will die in the hands of this seat after all, and all your chances will be plundered by me after all!Hahaha!" Du Hetao looked at the shattering of Zhan Ge in Ye Yu's hand, and suddenly laughed wantonly.

"The weapon of spiritual power condensation is still too fragile, however, according to the general outline of the Demon Hell Purgatory Divine Body, if I can cultivate the Demon Hell Purifying Divine Body to the realm of perfection, then the condensed combat soldiers are as indestructible as the primeval divine weapons!"

Ye Yu thought in his heart at this moment, and then he only felt a tremor in his body, and a blood-colored long knife as thin as a cicada's wings burst out of his body, trembling lightly, as if he was cheering for a new life.

Airplanes!

Ye Yuyi grasped the translucent blood-colored long knife, and said with a moving expression: "Tianluo Blood Divine Knife?

Ye Yu remembered that after he got it from the abyss of the Taixuan Realm that day, he was hidden in his body and washed with surging blood and conceived, but in the end, he didn't expect that he was chased and suppressed by the Son of Heaven, and after escaping into the Blue Moon Continent, this ancient murder knife also fell into a deep sleep.

But I didn't expect that at this time, this primeval murder knife was actually revived?!

Airplanes!

And at this moment, a terrifying and outrageous fierce aura suddenly diffused from the primeval murder knife in Ye Yu's hand, as if a fierce demon that had been silent for eternity was about to be born!

"Boy, die!"

"The flood is condensed, the mountains and rivers of Tazhen!"

At this time, Du Hetao's loud laughter full of murderous intent suddenly came from the sky, a huge tower, majestic and vigorous, the breath is vast, and it is incomparably vast, like a sacred mountain and a mountain, it fell with a bang, and it was going to suppress Ye Yu into the Nine Shadows!

"Ancient Dao!"

"Blood knife, kill, slash!"

Rumble!

At this moment, Ye Yu suddenly received an ancient knife technique from the primeval murder knife in his hand, his eyes were full of light and blood, like an ancient demon god, flying wildly, his eyes were like stars, and he suddenly rose from the ground, and the primeval murder knife in his hand tore through the sky, and with a terrifying and arrogant force, he held the handle of the knife and slashed it down.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)