Wang Yu was slightly surprised in his heart, this Dark Wind turned out to be the son of You Siniang!

You Si Niang ranked fourth among the children of the Demon Emperor, when Youlong established the Demon Heaven Empire in the Xuanhuang Continent and destroyed the Great Xia Empire, Wang Yu led the army of the Great Zhou Empire to recover, You Si Niang helped the Demon Heaven Empire and deceived Wang Yu's green jade divine heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Qingyu God has a million gold army hidden in his heart, but fortunately, Xia Ji stole the Qingyu God Heart and returned it to Wang Yu, after Wang Yu led the army to defeat the army of the Demon Heaven Empire, You Siniang fled westward alone.

I thought that she had fled west back to the Dark Continent, but now it seems that she should have just fled back to Ximing.

Wang Yu took a closer look at Ying Haofeng, and sure enough, he found that his face and eyebrows were very similar to You Siniang, and he couldn't help but sneer: "Your mother once pretended to be a woman I love, deceived my Qingyu Divine Heart, and was finally defeated by me, her cultivation is nothing more than this, where can your cultivation be profound?"

Ying Haofeng glared at Wang Yu angrily, and said viciously: "Frog at the bottom of the well! My mother has the blood of the Demon Emperor in her body, and my father is the second among the four demons, three years ago I was the first genius of the Holy Demon Mountain, and I obtained the title of Demon Venerable at the age of twenty-four, today I will let you see how deep my cultivation is!"

Before the words fell, his right palm came out and cut horizontally towards Wang Yu.

Demonic qi shot out from the edge of his right palm, and instantly condensed a three-foot-sized crescent-shaped blade, cutting through the void and slicing horizontally towards Wang Yu's waist.

His technique was the same as that of the Phantom Blade, but at the beginning, the Phantom Blade showed mercy to Wang Yu's subordinates and did not want to put Wang Yu to death, and this Stygian Wind was about to cut Wang Yu in half as soon as he came up.

Wang Yu knew that the sharp blade condensed by this demonic qi was powerful, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly turned around and hugged Shang Rong's waist, flew up, and dodged.

Click!

The crescent-shaped blade struck the rock wall behind Wang Yu like lightning, striking a gap four or five feet wide and sinking into the rock wall.

From the sound coming from the rock wall, Wang Yu could tell that the depth of the blade-shaped demonic qi penetrating the rock wall exceeded the depth of the hole that the dragon-shaped demonic qi that he had struck out with a single punch when he used the fourth skill of the Nine Dragons Battle Soul Technique.

Although the dragon-shaped demonic qi is more powerful, this blade-shaped demonic qi is even more powerful.

Wang Yu grabbed Shang Rong's waist and flew with her to a rock wall near the mouth of the Ten Peerless Valleys, and fell down suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "Rong'er, this Dark Wind has a profound cultivation, you are here to watch the battle, don't rush to help me." ”

Shang Rong nodded, she knew that if she made a rash move, not only would she not be able to help Wang Yu, but she might be able to restrain Wang Yu's hands and feet.

Wang Yu turned around, flew in front of the Stygian Wind, and struck him with his right fist.

The surging demonic qi shot out from the fist, and a black dragon head was condensed in an instant, hideous and terrifying, and it slammed into the Dark Wind.

His eyes froze, his right palm stood on his chest, and he slashed towards the oncoming dragon head.

The demonic energy shot out of his palm condensed into a crescent-shaped blade, and with a click, the dragon's head split in half.

But to the surprise of the Stygian Wind, the two halves of the dragon head did not separate to the sides, let alone disappear in the void, they were still tightly attached to each other, and they slammed into him, catching him off guard.

Bang!

The two halves of the dragon's head collided with the body of Ying Haofeng, and he was immediately knocked into the air by more than thirty feet.

But after all, the dragon's head was split in half by a sharp blade, and its power had been greatly reduced, and it immediately cracked and disappeared into the void.

Ying Haofeng stood up and stared at Wang Yu fiercely, and a layer of purple light flashed in his eyes in an instant.

He flew up, his palms in mid-air slashed out continuously, and in an instant, the demonic qi shot out of his palms condensed into dozens of three-foot-sized crescent-shaped blades, overwhelmingly attacking Wang Yu.

Wang Yu was taken aback, the speed of the continuous attack of the two palms of the Stygian Wind was obviously faster than the speed of the continuous attack of his two fists!

Since the speed is not comparable, then use the strength to deal with him!

Thinking of this, Wang Yu used the demonic qi in his body, roared, and swung out his right fist, using the sixth exercise of the Nine Dragons Battle Soul Technique.

The surging demonic qi poured out of his fist like a great river of the Yangtze River, and nine six-foot-sized black dragon heads were condensed in a row, with an endless violent aura, and bombarded towards the mighty wind.

Although the meniscus blade can split the dragon's head, it cannot make the dragon's head dissipate, and after splitting the dragon's head, the meniscus blade becomes greatly weakened.

The final result was that the split dragon head continued to rush forward and crashed into the body of the Stygian Wind, while dozens of crescent-shaped blades with greatly weakened power struck Wang Yu's body one after another.

The two of them flew backwards at the same time for more than a hundred feet.

The Dark Wind has demonic qi to protect the body, and Wang Yu has even more steaming blood and qi around his body, although the two of them have qi and blood rolling all over their bodies, there is no big problem.

The demonic qi attacked by the two of them all dissipated into the void in the blink of an eye.

With this move, the two were tied.

Stygian Wind stared at Wang Yu viciously, and the purple light in his eyes became even stronger.

Wang Yu's eyes also turned dark blue, shining with a cold light.

The two of them flew forward, Ming Haofeng was about to use his trick, and Wang Yu was also about to use the seventh exercise of the Nine Dragons Battle Soul Technique, but Shang Rong, who was standing at the edge of the valley and watching the battle nervously, suddenly screamed.

Wang Yu and Ying Haofeng couldn't help but be stunned, and turned their heads to look at the same time.

A woman in a yellow shirt suddenly appeared behind Shang Rong at some point, holding a short sword in her left hand and resting it on her neck.

The short sword was yellow and clear, and the divine light flowed, which was very similar to the Xuanyuan sword, and at first glance it was a rare divine weapon in the world.

Wang Yu was shocked, and hurriedly gave up the mighty wind and flew in front of Shang Rong.

The woman in the yellow shirt looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, smaller than Luo Tianyi, with a slender body, ice muscles and snow skin, a small face that was beautiful, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a beautiful nose and lips.

Her eyes were full of cunning, she looked at Wang Yu with a straight face, and said in a commanding tone: "Quickly take out the Ten Peerless Pictures in your arms and throw it to me!"

Wang Yu was stunned, and was about to ask who she was, when the woman in the yellow shirt was stunned, and the yellow and clear short sword in her left hand slashed at Shang Rong's neck.

Shang Rong exclaimed, and a blood mark immediately appeared on his neck, which was as white as jade.

She had the Red Phoenix bloodline in her body, and she had cultivated into a soul body, and that thin wound quickly healed and returned to its original state.

But Wang Yu was still startled, the short sword looked extremely sharp, and the woman in the yellow shirt looked like she didn't care, as if she could do anything, as long as she waved her left hand slightly, the short sword of the divine soldier level could cut Shang Rong's neck and cut off her head.

Wang Yu hurriedly took out the Ten Absolute Pictures from his arms and threw it at the woman in the yellow shirt.

The woman in the yellow shirt stretched out her right hand and gently caught the blood-red scroll and put it into her arms.

At this time, Shen Haofeng flew to the front, looked at the woman in yellow shirt, and said in surprise: "Long Ke'er, why are you here?"