Chapter 370: Three-point physical strength battle against the Phantom King

readx;? Facing the highest formation in this secluded realm, the "Dark Spirit Formation", Liu Zhengyu and Bai Yingjie didn't seem to have any way, and after three rounds of hard fighting, these giant puppets, less than five steps away from the two, had already stood in three rows in front and back, like an iron wall, trapping the two in the middle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The sharp reduction in Bai Yingjie's physical strength made Liu Zhengyu more energetic, and his physical strength was also consumed by half, and these giant puppets each held a big knife more than two meters long in their hands, and now as long as they stand, they immediately raised the knife and slashed down.

Another round of attacks began, and the giant puppets on the upper and middle floors, more than two hundred big knives, with strength, slashed down at the two at the same time, and the giant puppets on the lower floor, more than a hundred big knives stabbed straight in.

At the time of Wan Jun, Liu Zhengyu waved the illusory sword, stood on top of his head, and forcibly attacked the big sword, more than two hundred big swords and the illusory sword were intertwined in one place, still pressing Liu Zhengyu from a high position, Bai Yingjie raised the iron fan, and used up his last strength, Liu Zhengyu rotated around him, and blocked the stabbing big knife again and again.

Barely supported the attack of these giant puppets, and then the attack of the platoon came again, and more than two hundred big knives attacked down, Liu Zhengyu gritted his teeth, increased his strength, and still blocked the attack of four hundred big knives, and in the face of the big knife that stabbed over again, Bai Yingjie was already difficult to resist, a big knife stabbed Bai Yingjie's arm, and the iron fan in his hand fell down.

There were countless big stabs again, Bai Yingjie knew that Liu Zhengyu was unable to be distracted at this time, his physical strength was almost exhausted, although it was difficult to win, but he still used his body to block the knife.

Three big knives stabbed into Bai Yingjie's chest, Liu Zhengyu saw clearly, he increased his strength again, and suddenly shook, a golden light flashed, all four hundred big swords were shocked away, and the illusory sword came out of his hand, and the surrounding giant puppets continued to rotate, constantly slashing the surrounding giant puppets. At the same time, he slashed out a few palms in succession, and he dodged a round of attacks.

"Brother Bai, are you okay?"

Bai Yingjie vomited blood from his mouth, and obviously didn't have even a point of physical strength, but he smiled, pulled out the big knife in his chest vigorously, and stood up straight.

"My lord, I'm fine. ā€

Liu Zhengyu completely used his physical strength in the sword, the illusory sword with a dazzling light, still rotating around it, although it can make the puppet unable to stand up, but sooner or later the two of them will die due to physical exhaustion, the key is that they are still in the dark realm, I am afraid that even if the formation is broken at this time, it will be difficult to retreat.

Bai Yingjie's eyes were twilight, the key was that he hadn't even thought of a way to break the formation at this time, he was seriously injured and his physical strength was seriously consumed, so he angrily directly waved the big knife in his hand and slashed at a giant puppet that fell to the ground beside him.

Miraculously, the puppet disappeared after being slashed with a knife.

"Look, King. Bai Yingjie was extremely excited, slashed out several times in a row, and several giant puppets disappeared, leaving only a big knife in front of him, and at this time he was unable to fight again, he was seriously injured and sat on the ground, feeling dizzy, slowly falling down, fainting.

"Brother White. Liu Zhengyu roared, he saw the change just now clearly, and then picked up a puppet big knife on the ground, with the continuous flying of the illusory sword, slashing again and again, and after a while, after several hours of fighting, he finally regained peace.

Leng Moan, the hidden king in the dark pavilion, was also extremely surprised when he saw this scene. The dark spirits have no life, so they don't know the pain, the reason why they can be controlled by the mechanism, and even get stronger and stronger, is completely because of the big knife in their hands, I didn't expect Liu Zhengyu and the two of them to be able to crack the mechanism at the last moment.

Liu Zhengyu is not a fool, at this time Bai Yingjie was seriously injured and fainted, his physical strength was already only three points, and he was in a powerful secluded realm, he could not continue to attack, but picked up Bai Yingjie on the ground and walked out.

The dark king in the dark pavilion saw it clearly, and he knew even more clearly in his heart that Liu Zhengyu's cultivation at this time, if he recovered his strength and returned again, I am afraid that no one in the dark realm would be able to match him.

"Wait until I get out. As soon as King Youwang gave an order, a cloud of black mist came, and a somersault crossed not far in front of Liu Zhengyu.

"Don't run away, today is your time of death. ā€

At this time, a large number of Netherworld soldiers came out of the Seven Realms, and many of them had cultivated to reach the Golden Immortal Realm, and he smiled slightly bitterly.

"Leng Mo annoys, do you think you can defeat me, and your secluded realm can stop me?"

In the dark, Liu Zhengyu's eyes shone brightly, even if he only had three points of physical strength, his words were firm, and he was not afraid of danger, which made the cultivation high, and the coldness of the king of the dark realm shuddered.

"Hugh is arrogant, today is your death. ā€

Liu Zhengyu let out a long breath and slowly put Bai Yingjie on the ground, the more powerful the opponent, cultivation is the sky, physical strength is the king, the cold and annoying soldiers in front of him, he knows that he may not be able to fight at this time, but his innate character makes him firm in confidence, he can only fight, and he believes that he can win.

"Brother Bai, you hold on, don't leave, and when I defeat these people, I will take you to heal. ā€

If it is possible, Leng Mofu at this time really doesn't want to be an enemy of Liu Zhengyu, but he is very ambitious, he is not afraid of heaven, and he is even more afraid of the kid in front of him.

"Kill me. ā€

Countless warriors of the Netherworld swept over, Liu Zhengyu rose up, the illusory sword drew a sword circle, a golden light flashed, but the people were cold and annoying.

Leng Moanan had no choice but to fight back, the black qi and golden light of the two were intertwined, and the aura of the two people with high cultivation made it impossible for these Netherworld warriors to move forward at all.

In the Nine Realms, Ruan Zhenying is still in the main hall, he knows that Liu Zhengyu's attack on the Netherworld no matter who wins or loses, it will bring endless killing, although he is a person in the Netherworld, but he has long not wanted to kill, the key is that he walked out of the Netherworld and fought against Liu Zhengyu, he believed in Liu Zhengyu's benevolence and righteousness more, but he couldn't change anything, he could only wait and see the result.

"General Ruan, Liu Zhengyu broke the Dark Spirit Array?" a Netherworld soldier walked in.

"Ahh

"What's going on now?"

"Liu Zhengyu has serious physical exertion, and he is now fighting against the King of You. ā€

Ruan Zhenying sighed.

"Come with me to the Seven Lands. ā€

In the Seven Realms, the duel between Liu Zhengyu and Leng Mofu continued, Leng Mofu was shocked, Liu Zhengyu, who only had three points of physical strength, could be on par with him, if the opponent's physical strength recovered, it would be difficult for him to fight with the opponent for hundreds of rounds, which strengthened his determination to kill Liu Zhengyu.

Liu Zhengyu is even clearer, although his physical strength is only three points, but if he is defeated at all, he will be killed by the people of the netherworld, so he has taken countless risks, and he chooses to take risks again.

Although others saw the fight between the two, they only felt that the golden light and black qi were constantly intertwined, but Liu Zhengyu and Leng Mofu saw clearly that Leng Mofu slashed with a strong black qi in his palm, Liu Zhengyu did not dodge at all, but slashed at the other party's shoulder with a sword.

The golden light and black qi quickly dispersed, Liu Zhengyu spurted out a breath of blood and fell to the ground, Leng Mofu also covered his shoulders and sat on the ground.

Seeing the two of them fighting and dispersed, countless Netherworld warriors continued to hold this weapon and rushed towards Liu Zhengyu, but Liu Zhengyu jumped up when he was seriously injured, and the next moment, the Phantom Void Sword was on Leng Mo's neck with a cold cold air.

It's all too fast, and it's all too much to imagine.

"Don't bother, as the king of the Netherworld, you have led your subordinates to kill countless battles, even if I die here today, I will kill you first. ā€

"Let our king go. "The warriors of the Netherworld are indeed loyal, and in the face of this situation, these warriors who will not retreat from the battle knelt down in unison.

At this scene, Leng Moan's face showed a trace of cold arc, he understood Liu Zhengyu's character, today he will definitely die, hate him for saving the wrong person in the first place, hate hate for hating in the end he still chose the wrong enemy.

Liu Zhengyu sighed softly, now his supreme cultivation, after the blow that Leng Mo gave him just now, he no longer even had a point of physical strength, he believed that with the temperament of the people of the Netherworld, as long as he killed Leng Mofu, he would also be dismantled, but he finally decided to kill the Youwang.

"Stop. When the Phantom Void Sword had already penetrated into half a minute, and the blood on the neck of the Youwang Leng Mo was already oozing out, a voice stopped Liu Zhengyu, and this person was Ruan Zhenying.

The sword was still on Leng Moan's neck, and Liu Zhengyu turned around and looked at Ruan Zhenying.

"He has killed so much, and today he must die. ā€

"If you kill him, you won't be able to escape, at least I'll be the first to kill you. Ruan Zhenying said.

Liu Zhengyu smiled bitterly.

"Against heaven and earth, I never wanted to live. ā€

"But your enemy is not my realm. ā€

"All those who kill living beings are the enemies of my Liu Zhengyu. ā€

"Then if it is my secluded realm, there will be no more disputes, are you willing to let go of our secluded king?" Ruan Zhenying, the two generations of elders in the secluded realm, faced Liu Zhengyu's firm temperament, his words were almost begging.

Liu Zhengyu took a deep breath, but opened his eyes coldly.

"Uncle Ruan, don't, I'll hand it over to you when I die, just help me kill him, and the people of my Netherworld will never flinch. ā€

"King You, they don't remember the killing four hundred years ago, don't you forget. Ruan Zhenying shook his head, seeing that Liu Zhengyu was silent, he continued: "Let go of King You, I am willing to be your hostage, I believe you can still get out of the way." ā€

The next moment, Liu Zhengyu's actions surprised everyone, Liu Zhengyu directly put down the illusory sword, slowly walked to Bai Yingjie's side, and picked him up.

The Ghost King stood up coldly, gritted his teeth and said to the Netherworld soldiers, "Kill him for me." ā€

Liu Zhengyu exhaled, even if he only had less than the last point of physical strength left, he still held Bai Yingjie in one hand and the illusory sword in the other, making a posture to fight.