"As a strong man, abandon your subordinates and run away, what about your arrogance?" Behind Wan He, Su Yu glanced at the Wan Ming Sect martial artist who was slaughtered by the black armor sergeant behind him, and said mockingly.

A trace of hatred appeared in Wan He's eyes, but he still fled.

A trace of coldness slipped in Su Yu's eyes, his sleeves waved, and his palm made a move behind him, only to hear the sound of "bang bang bang" coming out one after another, whether it was the dead martial artists of the Wanming Sect or the dead martial artists of the Wing Alliance, they all exploded, and streams of blood flew out, surging towards Su Yu, and where they passed, it was like a turbulent wave roaring.

Some of the remaining Wanming Sect martial artists were directly swept by waves of blood, and in the end, only a pile of white bones remained, and the blood of their whole bodies turned into a part of this blood wave.

Under this wave of blood, except for the white attendant and the black attendant, the remnants of the warriors of the Wanming Sect were all destroyed!

Whether it was the black armor sergeant, or Lu Jing and other pulse-snatching warriors, all of them changed color, and several pulse-snatching warriors who wanted to go to help Su Yu even stopped flying and looked at Su Yu's back hesitantly.

It was too late to say that it was fast, all this happened in a moment, and the blood flow swept over a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and when it reached Su Yu's side, it had condensed into a blood wave several zhang wide, and the blood on it was pervasive, red and terrifying, and red and dazzling.

Su Yu smiled lightly, and waved at the blood wave beside him, and the blood flow of several zhang in size suddenly condensed, but after half a breath, it condensed into a blood ball with a diameter of less than ten centimeters in the surprised eyes of everyone.

The ball is a dark red color, which seems to contain profound fluctuations, emitting a faint red glow.

At this moment, Su Yu can already easily control the state and form of blood, and with the improvement of cultivation, he has already spied a trace of the door of the blood path.

Su Yu grabbed the blood ball, waved his arm, and the source power in his hand exploded, directly throwing the ball at Wan He who was a hundred meters away, and the ball instantly swept the distance between the two of them, and appeared behind Wan He in an instant.

Wan He's face was full of vigilance, and with a wave of his hand, a black source power hit the blood ball, and at the same time, a rich light shield lit up on his body.

Just when the black source power was about to hit the blood ball, a cold light appeared in Su Yu's eyes, and he suddenly let out a cold drink, only to hear a "bang", the blood ball suddenly exploded, and countless blood mist quickly diffused out, covering all the tens of meters around him in Wan He's surprised gaze!

Su Yu snorted coldly, the source power on his body flashed, and he rushed into the blood mist in an instant.

"I have taken your origin!" The same words hang on the lips of different people, experiencing different meanings, one is a joke of life, and the other is ruthless to the enemy.

There was a roar of mixed anger from the blood mist, and then the source force fluctuated and flickered, and the source force roared out.

As time passed, in addition to the thickening blood mist and the increasingly fierce battle in the blood mist, the heaven and earth seemed to have regained tranquility again.

Outside the fog was a thick rain, and it was the sound of war that had calmed down and gathered eyes.

The twenty pulse-snatching martial artists of the Lu family flew out of the blood mist, their eyes showing a strange light, but they found that they couldn't see the situation inside the blood mist clearly no matter what, the blood mist was thick with blood, and the smell of blood was so thick that it was so strong that it made them frown even more.

Lu Jing, Lu Pheasant, and Lu Gaopeng surrounded the white waiter and the black waiter who had been knocked down, and glanced at each other with a deep look of jealousy in their eyes.

Lu Pheasant sighed even more, and shouted at the three thousand black family troops: "Whole army, wait for battle!"

The sound of battle in the blood mist was already extremely violent, and roars continued to be heard.

A few minutes later, a reluctant shout sounded: "I am the Holy Son of the Wanming Sect, you dare to kill me!"

Outside the blood mist, some warriors changed color, some warriors hesitated, and some even looked at Lu Jing and the others behind them.

Lu Jing's eyes were cold, and when he was about to speak, the blood mist suddenly rolled up, and then continued to condense and become smaller, and a red-robed figure walked out of the blood mist, with three sinister marks in the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes were light and evil, and he was strange and handsome.

Su Yu's eyes widened, and under his coercion, all the Lu family's pulse-snatching martial artists felt a coercion that pressed deep into the bone marrow, and they all gave birth to a fear that was deep in their hearts.

These twenty people are all the pulse-grabbing martial artists of the Lu family except for Lu Jing and the others, there are five five-source pulse-grabbers, five four-source pulse-grabbers, and ten three-source pulse-grabbers.

Su Yu didn't care about the fear in their hearts, the fear in his eyes, his eyes passed past them, and he looked directly at the black and white servants among the three of Lu Jing, and as soon as his body moved, he appeared next to them.

"This thing ......" Su Yu looked at the two inhuman-shaped corpses, revealing an interested look, because the body wrapped in black and white cloth was full of traces of sewing and repair, and there were even various refining materials in some places.

"This is a puppet made by the Puppet Three Dao Sects!" Lu Jing explained to him, his face full of seriousness.

"Oh?" Su Yu looked interested.

"This is a mysterious sect that earns cultivation resources by selling puppets, and these puppets are stronger than what they encountered before," Lu Gaopeng said, his tone was low, the puppet Three Dao Sect is a sect with a deep foundation, and there are not many forces qualified to trade with them, and their Lu family does not have this qualification.

Su Yu's eyes refocused on the white and black attendants, and just as he was about to say something, a mighty howl sounded from the distant sky, and then only heard the sound of "boom boom" explosion, the ground shook, and the raindrops trembled.

Su Yu turned his head, only to see a thousand meters away, a giant elephant stepped forward, this elephant foot is four or five meters high, the body is majestic and mighty, two ivory cold light flashing, this elephant foot has a hundred heads, between steps, the ground shook, the power is terrifying.

On their backs stood a Wanming Sect cultivator dressed in red and gold, with an unrivaled momentum. Behind the giant elephant, there were groups of warriors who jumped forward, with a large number of people, no less than thousands, and the killing intent on their bodies was awe-inspiring.

Seeing such a lineup, Lu Jing and the others had solemn eyes, the battle intent in their eyes was rolling, and the three thousand black family troops were waiting in formation, and the long knife in their hands was pointing straight ahead.

Su Yu stood still and did not move, and a red cloud horse flew beside him, his ethereal body trembled slightly, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid. Su Yu said, ignoring the two opposing parties, he flew up directly and hugged her, and flew towards a pavilion behind the Hei Jiajun.

On the bottom floor of a pavilion, Su Yu put the ethereal rhyme on a bed, his eyebrows flashed, and Wan He's figure appeared.

He did not turn Wanhe into his own source, but turned it into a war dragon servant, and the safety of the ethereal rhyme was the first thing Su Yu put in his heart.

With a six-source martial artist to protect her, her safety is safe, and the War Dragon Squire shares his vision, and he can also appear next to Ethereal Yun in an instant.

Ethereal Yun also knew this, and a hint of relief appeared in her eyes.

"It's over when you wake up from sleep. After Su Yu finished speaking, he turned around and flew out, and when he left, he closed the door for her.

Ethereal Yun sat on the bed, looking at the imprint of Wanhe's eyebrows, it seemed that Su Yu could be seen through it.

In the sky, Lu Jing and the other pulse-snatching martial artists stood on horseback and looked at the Wanming Sect cultivators below, the source power on their bodies was brewing, and the three thousand black armor troops were also ready to attack.

A hundred meters away from them, there were a hundred giant elephants, and the cultivators they were carrying on their backs were at least at the peak of the source of separation, and among them, thirty cultivators stood directly on the elephant's head, and these thirty martial artists were amazingly imposing, and they all stepped into the pulse grabbing.

Among these thirty people, ten of them were wrapped in white cloth, and ten of them were wrapped in black cloth, all of them were puppets like the white servants and the black attendants, and their realm was between the four sources and the five sources!

The other ten people were dressed in red and gold costumes, and unlike the ordinary martial artists of the Wanming Sect, in the center of their clothes, on the dividing line between red and gold, there was a round of golden balls, like a round of golden yang.

An old man with an old complexion but a majestic face shouted directly at Lu Jing in the air: "

Lu Jing, do you want to fight to the death with our Wanming Sect?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another middle-aged man with a golden flame burning on his body said with murderous intent: "Hand over my Sect Holy Son, and the Lu family can leave a trace of blood!"

On the two giant elephants next to the two of them, there are also two Six-Source Pulse Snatchers, plus Wan He's words, they are all the Six Origin Martial Artists who are outside the Lu family's power, and the blood of the Lu family's disciples on their hands is extremely rich!

Lu Jing looked at them, his eyes were cold, and he said in a loud voice: "From now on, in the south of this building, only my Lu family and the Wanming Sect can survive!

"Lu Jing, you are bringing about your own destruction!" The old man of the Wanming Sect waved his hand, and the giant elephant let out a roaring cry, and rushed towards the front, and a famous martial artist on it rushed out towards the sky, and behind the giant elephant, groups of Wanming Sect cultivators collided with the black armor sergeants one after another, and the two waves instantly staggered together.

Shouting and killing, blood spilled in the sky, throwing blood, is a ruthless knife light, ** collapse, is a devastating source of power, the war has just started, it has been extremely fierce, a fire cloud horse was torn apart in the wail, a giant elephant fell in the screaming tragedy.

The situation of the war was unfavorable to the Lu family from the beginning, but there was no fear in the eyes of the warriors of the Lu family, only the determination to fight to the death, and the hatred in the heart must be washed away with the blood of the enemy!

Su Yu stood at the top of a pavilion, looking at the two warring sides, his face was calm, but his heart set off a wave of waves, this kind of battle was eliminated to the lowest because of mutual infection, because of the roar of his companions, because of the continuous death.

In the roar of the source force, it was the red-eyed warriors who killed one by one, and Su Yu felt for the first time that in addition to the mundane army, there was also such a bloody scene in the deceitful cultivation world.

A white attendant cruelly grabbed the legs of a fire cloud horse, and tore both hands, the horse was directly split into two, and the blood was spilled, staining the white waiter's whole body red, and the black-armored sergeant on the horse was even more splashed with blood and flesh by a source of power when he fell.

A tall cultivator wearing black armor made a roaring sound under his feet as he ran, and he slammed into a martial artist's body, and the powerful impact directly knocked the opponent away, and before he landed, there was a roar of source force around him, and then the bones exploded.