Yang Yu rushed towards Zhou Yi again, but he didn't collide with him, but completely urged the phantom step, dragging up one phantom shadow after another, attacking his wounds from time to time, making him a little jealous.

Yang Yu is only at the middle level of the Four Realms now, and there is still a big gap in strength with Zhou Yi, who is the ultimate in the Four Realms.

Therefore, Yang Yu's goal is not to defeat Zhou Yi, but to continuously consume him, if his injuries worsen, he may have a chance to win.

Zhou Yi was quite annoyed at the moment, Yang Yu's body was stronger than him, and he had been avoiding him, even more, his right waist was injured, and if his right arm attacked slightly, it would pull the wound and bleed.

Yang Yu's move to hurt his waist was completely a bad move.

While!

Suddenly, a sword flew from the battlefield of the pothos, which was shocked by the sword qi of the pothos.

Yang Yu copied his hand and copied the long sword in his hand, although it was only a third-order low-level one, it was better than nothing.

With the long sword in his hand, Yang Yu's temperament suddenly changed and became a lot more powerful.

Sneer......

The sword light flashed again and again, constantly grabbing Zhou Yi's waist stab.

This gradually made Zhou Yi completely angry, his eyes were red, and he roared: "Okay, you kid, even if my injuries worsen now, I will kill you!" ”

Out of anger, Zhou Yi didn't care about the injuries on his body at all, his hands slapped in the void again and again, bursting out one after another black and white gossip, the two-color air swirled, broke through the air and suppressed, and made a loud rumbling sound.

The offensive was too intensive, and Rao is Yang Yu's body technique could not avoid everything.

"Slash in the sky!"

A sword qi crescent moon bombarded.

Magnetism!

But in a moment, the crescent moon collapsed, and the sword body shook violently.

The tremor from the sword body almost made Yang Yuhu's mouth burst, his body shook, and his throat was slightly sweet, but he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Brother Yang, take the sword!"

At this moment, the cry of the green pothos on the side came, and suddenly there was an extremely powerful aura that quickly floated in, all of which surpassed the ghost head broadsword that Yang Yu had obtained from Liu Jingtian before, you must know that the ghost-headed broadsword was a fourth-order high-level spiritual weapon!

Could it be that it's a fifth-order spiritual weapon?

Without thinking much about it, he directly gave up the long sword in his hand and held the long sword that flew in front of him in his hand.

didn't have time to look at it, and after quickly planting a mark, Ling Xiao slashed at a black and white gossip that came from the bombardment again.

Whew!

This time, it was like cutting tofu, easily splitting one into two.

"Fifth-Order Spiritual Weapon!"

At the same time, Yang Yu and Zhou Yi's exclamations sounded.

So sharp, it must be a fifth-order spiritual weapon!

"What is the origin of that maid, she even has a fifth-order spirit weapon! And the spirit weapon in her hand seems to have reached the fifth order? ”

Zhou Yi couldn't help but glance sideways at the pothos, and then he was even more shocked.

In the entire Panlong Mountain area, there is a fifth-order spiritual weapon in the hand of the Supreme Elder of Zhou Tianmen, and I haven't heard of anyone else, and now at least two have popped up at once?

"Okay, with this fifth-order spirit weapon, I won't be afraid of him!"

After Yang Yu was surprised, his eyes were overjoyed, this long sword like a flood of autumn water could improve his strength a lot, plus Zhou Yi was injured in the waist, he may not be able to defeat Zhou Yi.

With a fierce battle in his eyes, Yang Yu turned defense into attack this time, "Poisonous Dragon Drill!" ”

Directly urging the second form of Ling Xiao's sword technique, the long sword swirled, and an indestructible tearing force erupted.

"Zhou Tian Defense!"

Zhou Yi was shocked, and hurriedly held up a huge black and white gossip with both hands, the gossip turned rapidly, and the void roared violently, as if a grinding disc was rotating, about to crush Yang Yu's sword.

While!

The sword qi collapsed, and Yang Yu was shocked back three steps with his sword.

"Haha! Boy, no matter how advanced the spirit weapon is, it needs strong strength to exert its power, you can't do it, I will accept your spirit weapon! ”

Zhou Yi saw Yang Yu's pale face through the black and white gossip, and couldn't help but smile proudly, and then his eyes were as hot as fire, pushing the grinding gossip and rumbling out.

"Then you can try it!"

Yang Yu sneered.

The sword in his hand was called "Qiushui Sword", and at this moment, the long sword danced, and the sword qi raged, and a twelve-level hurricane suddenly blew, and a sword carrying the hurricane burst into the air like lightning.

The third style of Ling Xiao swordsmanship, the wind blade!

This style, combined with the fierceness of the hurricane, makes this sword extremely fast and powerful.

Kiss!

The black-and-white gossip that was crushed like a millstone was suddenly pierced out of a hole and went straight to Zhou Yi's throat in the back.

"What!"

Zhou Yi didn't expect his strongest move to be broken like this, although he was injured and his strength was only about eighty percent.

Startled, Zhou Yi hurriedly dodged.

But he was fast, Yang Yu, who was urging the shadow step, was even faster, and the sword light cut a deep bloody hole from the edge of his neck, and by the way, his throat was pulled apart.

Zhou Yi didn't feel the pain immediately, the sword was too sharp!

The next moment, perceiving that he was having difficulty breathing, Zhou Yi suddenly grabbed his throat in panic.

Burst! Burst!

But the sword flashed and cut off both of his arms.

He let out a low howl, and as he could hardly breathe, he took a few steps back in pain, and one fell to the ground on his back, struggled for a moment, and then suffocated.

Call!

Yang Yu let out a breath, this battle made him a little tired, after all, Zhou Yi's hard power was to surpass him, several times, he was in danger, until he got the pothos to give Qiushui Sword, he turned defeat into victory.

Scanning the two battlefields of Jun Linglong and Luluo, the two women didn't know when they had the upper hand, and their sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the blockers were easy to block, and they were incomparable.

Yang Yu said again: "Zhou Yi has been killed by me, you guys don't get out of here quickly!" ”

The sound is rolling, sweeping through the mountains and forests.

The people of the five forces looked over in horror, and when they saw that Zhou Yi was really killed, they immediately looked frightened one by one.

"It's against the sky! This Yang Yu is really against the sky! Even Zhou Yi was killed. ”

"We are already invincible, and Yang Yu will be even more invincible when he comes over."

"It's still hairy! Run, run! ”

……

The morale of the five major forces plummeted, and all of them lost their fighting spirit.

Immediately afterwards, as the lords of several forces fled in flash, they all fled for their lives.

At this moment, Yang Yu's cold drink sounded: "Murong Hai, anyone can go, you can't!" ”

After that, he turned into a shadow and chased after him.

The nearby green pothos dodged and helped him stop Murong Hai.

On the other side, Jun Linglong also blocked Murong Hai.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Murong Hai stared at Yang Yu with indignant eyes, and reprimanded loudly: "Yang Yu, you killed Qiu Yan, and you still killed me?" I'm your uncle! You're doing this against the grain! ”

Yang Yu was a little amused and said, "Murong Hai, when you took one of my grandfather's faction leaders and drove me down the mountain, and then your son sent people to chase and kill me repeatedly, how did you forget this identity?" Okay, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you, let's do it myself. ”

Murong Hai saw that Yang Yu's eyes were firm and there was no room for maneuver, a flash of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he instantly stabbed Yang Yu in the heart with a sword, "If you want to die, let's die together!" ”

Laugh at! Laugh at!

But just as Murong Hai had just stabbed out a sword, the two women shot faster, and the two sword qi immediately penetrated his body.

Call......

Seeing Murong Hai die, Yang Yu spit out a mouthful of depression that had accumulated in his heart in the past few days.

revenge, finally all avenged.