"Weeping blood and remnants of the sun!"

Zhang Yu's arm shook violently, and a thunderous shout sounded, and the thunder sword slipped from the sky like a falling meteorite, and the silver energy like a liquid at the tip of the sword suddenly erupted like a torrent!

The sword was so powerful that even the air could not be blocked, and it was easily slashed, as if the space no longer existed, and the thunder sword instantly crossed the obstacles of the layers of space, carrying an earth-shattering momentum, and slashed at Hao Wuji.

Just the sword rays that escaped cut several pitch-black openings beside Hao Wuji's body, and everything around him was completely shattered.

"Ahh

At this critical moment, Hao Wuji, who sensed the crisis, temporarily suppressed the spiral thorn that was raging in his soul consciousness and came to his senses, but the slightly pale old face and the tiredness under his eyes that could not be concealed revealed that he must have paid a lot of price.

In the face of Zhang Yu's terrifying attack, Hao Wuji, who had just come back to his senses, changed his face in horror. There was no longer a trace of relaxed banter on his face, and his face was solemn.

He could feel how terrifying the offensive contained in this blow was, and this move also had a huge threat to Wu Zong, if he was careless, he would definitely be seriously injured.

"Today, I'll let you see what the means of the Martial Sect's powerhouse are!"

Taking a deep breath, Hao Wuji suddenly began to retreat, his thin claws stretched out violently, and the green tendons on it burst out, like wriggling earthworms.

An extremely strong oppression quickly diffused out of Hao Wuji's body, and under this coercion, there were some shocks in the space, and even the fast-moving spiritual power in Zhang Yu's body was a little sluggish, and the momentum alone could cause such a scene, and the strength of the Martial Sect could be seen!

The spiritual power in Hao Wuji's body surged out like a tide in an instant, and all of it was absorbed by the palms that were across his chest, and with the influx of this huge spiritual power, Hao Wuji's dry palms also became plump, as if they had regained their vitality, and gradually became bloody.

As Hao Wuji retreated, countless strange handprints were constantly changing in his hands, and finally the marks were combined and dissipated into the void, and on top of his blood shadow cloak, a trace of scarlet blood suddenly floated out, enveloping the entire space.

"Bloody Skeletons!"

Hao Wuji shouted angrily, and the scarlet blood line quickly condensed, condensing and forming in front of him almost in the blink of an eye, turning into a very huge blood-colored skeleton!

As soon as the blood-colored skeleton appeared, it suddenly opened its mouth, forming an extremely attractive vortex, swallowing at Zhang Yu's terrifying attack that flashed with a terrifying sword ray, and in a moment of swallowing, the sky-shattering sword light suddenly disappeared.

"Little beast, compared to the old man, you are still far behind!" Hao Wuji said proudly, looking at the skull floating in the air, emitting a blood-red light.

Zhang Yu's eyes were firmly fixed on the blood-colored skeleton in mid-air, and after the sword was engulfed, Zhang Yu's whole person seemed to collapse, his face was as pale as paper, and his body was shaky.

"Old dog, you can't eat things indiscriminately, otherwise you'll die!" Zhang Yu smiled coldly and said lightly.

"Boom!"

A simple word spat out from Zhang Yu's mouth, and then he saw the blood-colored skeleton that had devoured the blood-shattering sword of the Bloody Remnant Sun suddenly swelled up.

When the expansion reached a certain critical point, the blood-colored skeleton could no longer support it, and it moved violently, and finally exploded violently.

"Boom!"

The sound of a landslide and the earth cracking, thick black smoke rose up, and a huge mushroom cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, which could be heard clearly from afar.

The terrifying aftermath raged, forming several energy storms that swept towards the two men at the center of the explosion.

The terrifying energy storm tore apart the dense spiritual power shield on Zhang Yu's body almost instantly, although Zhang Yu tried his best, frantically consuming spiritual power to stabilize the spiritual power shield and trying to repair it, but after resisting it for less than a minute, the light mask finally shattered, and finally completely dissipated.

"Bang!"

After the spiritual power shield burst, the terrifying energy storm also slapped fiercely on Zhang Yu's body, and the already ragged clothes suddenly shattered.

Rao is Zhang Yu's body has been tempered, which is comparable to a third-level demon beast. But it was still marked with blood, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yu turned into a bloody man, looking extremely miserable.

"Poof!"

The moment the attack was broken, Hao Wuji violently spurted out a mouthful of blood because of the huge backlash, glared at Zhang Yu fiercely and was about to speak, and the suppressed spiral spur also erupted suddenly at this moment.

The pain in the spirit was far more painful than that on the **, and Hao Wuji, who was severely injured by the spiral stab, knelt on the ground in pain, his cloak was scattered, and the majesty of Wu Zong was lost.

If it was in normal times, although the spiral spur was a bit tricky for a martial arts powerhouse like Hao Wuji, it would not be too difficult to completely solve it, but unfortunately, because he didn't know enough about Zhang Yu, he was secretly tricked, and at this moment, Hao Wuji was attacked internally and externally, Hao Wuji suddenly suffered a heavy blow, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his strength was less than fifty percent of what he was at the peak.

However, Zhang Yu had almost been squeezed dry after a series of fierce battles, and he had almost exhausted all his strength in the face of Hao Wuji. It can't be said that Zhang Yu's attack is not strong enough, it can only be said that Wuzong is too strong, for ordinary people, even if you stand there and let you fight, you can't hurt a single hair.

Today, Zhang Yuneng relied on the body of a great martial artist to severely damage the martial arts master Hao Wuji, although there was the help of ink dust, but if it was known, it would still be remembered by the world.

When the energy dissipated, Zhang Yu had collapsed into a huge crater within a radius of several miles, and nothing could be seen except for the scattered dirt and the two miserable-looking bloody people.

"Xiao Yu, do you still have the strength to strike. Looking at Hao Wuji, who was tired of dealing with the spiral thorns, Mo Chen asked in a weak voice.

After several days of recuperation, Mo Chen's soul finally recovered a little, but just now, in order to deal with Hao Wuji, he struck a spiral stab, because he was dominant, and he alone consumed nearly eighty percent of his soul power, which made him fall into the weakest period ever.

"Ahem... Master, my situation is not much different from yours, the spiritual power of the dantian is almost exhausted, the physical body is shrinking, the soul power is urgent, at most there is still a fight, after one blow, we will really become fish on the chopping board, and let others slaughter!" Zhang Yu said with a wry smile after checking his own situation.

"Don't worry, that old ghost of Hao Wuji is no better now, he only has half a life left at most, and his injuries are only severe.

"Little brute, I see what else you have to do now!" After a while, Hao Wuji slowly stood up from the ground, his dry cheeks were also covered with cracks, like earthworms, squirming with the shaking of muscles, looking so hideous, making people feel chills in their hearts.

"Old dog, you don't feel good, what are you so proud of, if you want to know what other means I have, just come over and try it yourself!" Looking at Hao Wuji who was looking at him coldly, Zhang Yu's eyes were also condensed, and he said toughly, and then the long sword was raised, and the blade of the sword was aimed at Hao Wuji.

"You... Okay, well, from now on, I will no longer despise you in my heart, I will treat you as a master of the same level, I guess you will die without regrets!" Hao Wuji waved his sleeve robe, and laughed angrily.

Looking at Hao Wouji's expression that gradually became serious, Zhang Yu's heart sank to the bottom even more, in the already unequal battle, he was able to achieve such a good record, a large part of the reason was because of Hao Wouji's previous contempt, now, Hao Wouji's contempt is no longer there, and Zhang Yu is also close to running out of oil, and the balance of victory has begun to tilt towards Hao Wouji.

Although the form was extremely unfavorable to Zhang Yu, his rock-solid heart did not waver in the slightest, and he faced Hao Wuji calmly.

"Whew!"

A sound of breaking wind came, and the corpse puppet took the lead in breaking the deadlock between the two sides, and the heavy punch like a mountain blasted towards Hao Wuji.

The heavy fist fell with a bang, but Hao Wuji gently moved to the left, but it was extremely thrilling to be avoided by it, and did not achieve the slightest achievement, and at the moment when the corpse puppet's attack failed, Hao Wuji's left claw suddenly bent slightly, and immediately slapped at the corpse puppet's right shoulder.

A seemingly random claw landed on the corpse puppet's rapidly retreating arm with extreme precision, and suddenly, a powerful force surged, slapping the corpse puppet to a distance of a few feet.

Immediately after that, Hao Wuji's body did not stagnate in the slightest, his palms were facing the ground, bent into a semicircle, his arms shook, and his sharp claws brought up a cold and sharp wind, smashing heavily against Zhang Yu's head.

Seeing Hao Wuji thinking about attacking himself, Zhang Yu also reacted instantly, the spiritual power in his body quickly condensed, and his left hand hit the earth fist like lightning, colliding with the oncoming vague ghost claw.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yu's already old appearance became even more lonely, his body was as thin as skin and bones, his eyes were deep, and a faint trace of death lingered on the top of his head, just like the old man who had entered his twilight years, and was about to die!

The incomparably powerful spiritual power that was instantly transformed was poured into the Thunder Sword without falling, Zhang Yu's eyes showed a decisive look, and the long sword in his hand suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and slashed down.

"Spiral Thorn!"

At the same time, Zhang Yu used up all the remaining soul power of himself and Mo Chen, and used his spiritual secret technique to blast away at Hao Wuji's head.

It's just that this time the spiral spur is obviously smaller than the first one, but the power is still not to be underestimated!

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