"Go ahead!"

The ancestors shouted for Wing Wushuang.

The people also kowtow to the people, and pray to the prayer.

This blow carries the hope of all of them.

If this blow still can't kill Wang Yu, then they probably won't have any other means.

"Boom!"

Wing Wushuang smashed his stick on the invisible qi wall condensed by Wang Yu.

Wang Yu's hands kept paddling, the Tai Chi cyclone swirled, and the feeling of being in the quagmire once again surged into Yi Wushuang's heart.

"Drink!"

Yi Wushuang snorted softly, and his spiritual power was frantically output.

Under Wang Yu's feet, a six-pointed star array appeared.

In an instant, the strength of the golden stick increased several times.

Wang Yu's figure obviously paused.

Wing's golden rod was a little closer to him.

The corners of Wing Wushuang's mouth sneered.

Finally can't stand it?

"Kill him, kill him!"

The winged people watching the battle shouted.

It's not that they don't want to go up and help.

It's that the energy of the two of them is too huge.

Now that they have passed, it is estimated that they will be torn to shreds by the terrifying energy before they get close.

Wang Yu's hand is still rounding.

Although the movements are not as smooth as before, they are much in place.

Wang Yu seems to be using this trick for the first time, or not long ago.

So the movement is not so perfect, and as he keeps rounding, he is adjusting.

Now it's getting more and more rounded and perfect.

"Damn!"

Tsubasa seems to have discovered this as well.

Damn Wang Yu!

It's too much of a bully!

This is using him to practice!

"I'll stone you!"

He continued to build up his strength and press down hard.

And Wang Yu's hand moved faster, and the feeling of smashing into the mire became stronger and stronger.

A drop of cold sweat slipped down the sideburns of the wings.

There was a look of horror in his eyes.

Are you going to lose?

What kind of magic did Wang Yu use?

Why can it devour his power?

As Wing Wushuang's strength continued to weaken, Wang Yu's hand drew faster and faster.

The spiritual power converged, and the invisible shield above him manifested a pattern.

A pattern that Winged Peerless, or even the entire Winged Humans, had never seen before.

Only Wang Yu knows.

This is Tai Chi!

Absorbing too much of the power of Wing Wushuang, the invisible Taiji turned into gold.

The Tai Chi pattern spun faster and faster, frantically devouring the power of Wing Wushuang, and its size became larger and larger.

In the end, the power on the golden stick was almost completely absorbed.

Yi Wushuang could only shake his wings and quickly distance himself from Wang Yu.

Looking at Wang Yu, who was still drawing circles, the corners of Yi Wushuang's mouth showed a wry smile.

Wang Yu unloaded his power, and the violent power in his body was eliminated.

This is equivalent to indirectly saving him.

His meridians and bones did not suffer much damage.

It even has the power to fight.

The people of the Winged Terran are desperate in every way!

The Twelve Strikes of the Sky Wing are already the strongest moves.

I still can't help Wang Yu.

Wing Musou is defeated.

They are winged by the human race, and I am afraid they have also been defeated.

Wang Yu's hand was still moving, and as his hands continued to draw circles, the huge golden Taiji was constantly shrinking.

The terrifying fluctuations that came from it made everyone feel palpitations.

Wang Yu is compressing the power!

I don't know what he wants to do, but it's certainly not a good thing.

"Stop him."

A few Ancestors flew out and played several spiritual spells.

However, before these spiritual techniques could get close to Wang Yu, they were pulled by the whirlpool and merged into Tai Chi, becoming part of its power.

"Damn it!"

An old ancestor, burning his soul, using the secret technique of two injuries, and killing Wang Yu with a weapon.

He didn't ask to kill Wang Yu, it was almost impossible.

He just wanted to stop Wang Yu.

He wanted to do something for the Winged Terrans.

However, before he could get close to Wang Yu, he was torn to pieces by the energy turbulence.

"Damn! Don't move! ”

Seeing that a few ancestors still wanted to make a move, Yi Wushuang stopped it in a deep voice.

At this time, Wang Yu's surroundings were covered with energy turbulence, which was equivalent to building a powerful energy barrier for him.

At this time, it is almost impossible to get close to him.

"Give it back to you."

Wang Yu finally kneaded out an energy ball, and then smashed it towards Yi Wushuang.

Yi Wushuang was shocked, if he was hit, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Dodge?

He looked back behind him.

It was the ancestral land of their winged people.

If he dodges, the ball of energy will smash into the ancestral land.

The bones of the ancestors there will be gone.

"Damn!"

Yi Wushuang gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Yu resentfully.

Wang Yu must have calculated this point before smashing it over.

Wing Wushuang could only burst out with the strength of his whole body and carry this terrifying blow.

"Boom!"

When Wing Mushuang's golden rod touched the golden energy ball, the energy ball suddenly exploded, engulfing Wing Musou.

In the sky, a huge ball of golden energy appeared, and terrifying energy spread around.

In the small world, a strong wind swept everything.

"It's spectacular!"

Wang Yu looked up at the energy ball, and felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

His Tai Chi Sutra is broken.

This trick was developed by himself.

Or rather, it was developed based on the memories of past lives.

I tried it, and it's still amazing.

As long as the opponent's strength does not exceed his endurance limit, then he can use the Tai Chi cyclone, unload and devour its power, and then return it to him.

At this point, the importance of having a better opponent is reflected.

is also the reason why many Tianjiao like to fight.

Combat is the fastest way to increase your power.

The energy of the energy ball is gradually depleted.

The squalling winds also stopped.

In the sky, Wing Musou was still alive and had not been torn apart by the ball of energy.

But he's in a very bad form.

He was dripping blood.

It's like a blood gourd.

It should have relied on the defense power of the God's Suit to carry it down.

It is worthy of the treasure of the Winged People clan!

There's still something about it.

"Wing Wushuang, kneel, surrender, I may be able to spare your life."

Wang Yu looked at Yi Wushuang, and already recognized his strength a little in his heart.

This thing has the qualifications to be his subordinate.

"You are also a Tianjiao, the great era has just begun, it is not worth dying now, follow me, you will not suffer, your future is bright."

Yi Wushuang did not answer immediately.

He hesitated.

To be honest, Wang Yu's reputation is still very good.

Join him and do things for him, and he will not treat you badly.

And now the strength shown by Wang Yu has also been recognized by Yi Wushuang.

Surrendering to such a person, Yi Wushuang felt that he was not ashamed.

"If I surrender, will you spare my winged people?"

Yi Wushuang looked at Wang Yu with a slight pleading in his eyes.

The Winged People are his race.

He didn't want the Winged People to become food for Wang Yu.

For this, he was even willing to pay with his life.

If Wang Yu agrees, he is willing to be one of Wang Yu's dogs.

(End of chapter)