Chapter 15 Killing Yu Wu

Yu Wu saw that the situation was getting worse and worse, and there were more and more people around, so he roared loudly, shaking more than a dozen defenders around him, and then grabbed Ai Mingxuan, flew up, and stepped on the heads and shoulders of the officers and soldiers and flew towards the periphery.

Although the officers and soldiers wanted to stop it, Yu Wu was no better than the disciples and guards, and his cultivation was as high as the Xingqi Realm, even higher than Han Daxian and the Shaman Witch King, and he could shake the blocking officers and soldiers away with a wave of his hand.

"Master!" Seeing that Yu Wu actually ignored himself and broke through alone, Xu Wen and the others who were in a bitter battle screamed, and their hearts were half cold.

"Stop, stop!" Yuan Dekang didn't want these two important people to run away, and roared loudly.

At this moment, Fang Ling suddenly jumped up, and the people shuttled like lightning, chasing after Yu Wu before he reached the periphery, and then jumped in front of him, swinging his heavy sword and sweeping over.

As soon as he saw Fang Ling personally go into battle, Yu Wu's eyes showed murderous intent, he roared, and waved the battle knife he grabbed without dodging and slashed over.

The two knives collided, and there was a bang, Fang Ling stood still, like Mount Tai, but Yu Wu was shocked and took half a step back, the war knife in his hand actually opened a small hole because he couldn't withstand such an impact, and Ai Mingxuan, who was caught in Yu Wu's arm, was even more dizzy.

"Yu Daxian, are you just running away like this, aren't you afraid of people's jokes when you spread it?" Fang Ling won the momentum with a knife, grinned, and swung his knife straight over.

"You ......" Yu Wu was shocked back half a step, it was also unbelievable, although he was consumed thirty percent of his physical strength just now, but with seventy percent of his strength, he was actually shocked back by the other party's sword, this young man's martial arts are simply surprisingly high, and the power of the sword just now is simply powerful.

Seeing Fang Ling rushing over again, Yu Wu couldn't lose this face, he let out a deep sigh and struggled to meet it.

The swords collided, and the strength flew wildly, although Yu Wu's cultivation was profound, but it took a lot of effort to urge the magic weapon just now, and now there were enemies all around, and they were not afraid of death rushing up wave after wave.

And Fang Ling was ready to go, and he slashed with all his might, and his own cultivation was exerted to ten percent, and his strength was several hundred catties, plus the weight of Kun Chongdao's six hundred catties, and the strength reached a thousand catties with one chop.

"With this official, with this official, if His Royal Highness hurts a hair, but you ask!" Yuan Dekang shouted loudly in the rear, watching Yu Wu's disciples being captured one after another, with a smile on his face.

When the officers and soldiers saw that the King of Shicheng was brave and extraordinary, and he blocked Yu Daxian alone, their morale was also greatly boosted, and they roared towards the enemy.

Fang Ling's strength was like splitting a mountain, Yu Wu had to take care of Ai Mingxuan again, but he was forced to retreat again and again, seeing that his subordinates were captured one by one, Ai Mingxuan's four guards couldn't support it for long, Yu Wu let out a deep sigh, the war knife reversed and stuck to his forearm, and pointed at Fang Ling with two fingers: "The wind rises!"

The jade ring on his finger emitted a dim white light, and suddenly a whirlwind flew out from his finger, shooting at Fang Ling like a sharp arrow.