At this moment, Zhao Xiao's killing machine was like substance.

Originally, he arrived strongly, broke through the defense array with a sword, and devoured the qi and blood of the plough cloud in the air, making him tremble and despair.

Later, in the face of Yang Yu and other high-level officials of the Tianxuan Holy Land, he was still extremely disdainful and ignored it.

However, when he attacked Yang Yu alone, he frequently fell into disadvantage, and he was almost killed just now, which became a joke.

Zhao Wei was angry, he swore that he would use the most sincere now, and then he would use a sword, and Yang Yu would die!!

"Are you ready to use the Ninth Form of the Demon Heaven Nine Style? Come on! ”

Yang Yu had expected it.

Holding the Red Demon Halberd tightly, the aura of his body became more and more violent, and in the midst of the rage, blood gradually filled the air, and his eyes also turned into blood red.

"Huh?"

Zhao Wei was slightly startled, and saw that Yang Yu's hand was extraordinary, and it seemed that the other party still had hole cards.

"Huh! What I'm about to perform is the strongest form in the quasi-saint-level martial arts, what are you going to compete with? What are you going to do against me? ”

Surprise quickly turned into thick disdain.

"Nonsense!"

Yang Yu was very calm.

"Nonsense? Hmph, since you are in a hurry to die, I will fulfill you! ”

"The devil is heavy in the nine heavens!"

Hold the palm of the sword, and hold it firmly.

Boom!

Zhao Xiao's sleeves exploded, and fragments flew sideways.

Yang Yu's pupils shrank.

Black silk threads appeared on the palm of Zhao Xiao's sword-holding hand, like spider webs, quickly spreading towards his shoulders and crawling all over his body in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhao Wei was covered with strange black silk threads, which made him look quite fierce and terrifying.

"Yang Yu be careful, he is the last form of the Demon Heaven Nine Style, those black silk threads can gather the demonic nature of his whole body, the stronger the demonic nature, the stronger his style, the stronger the demonic power! Looks"

Tang Wan, who was far away, was covered with cold sweat, and her voice trembled slightly: "His style can burst out with combat power comparable to that of a quasi-saint!" ”

"Comparable to the combat power of a quasi-saint?"

Hiss!

A loud gasp sound.

Quasi-saint, among the human race, that is the existence of the initial grasp of the holy power.

The holy power is the true qi of the warrior, which is slowly derived from the holy tribulation and the heavenly thunder, and a qualitative change occurs.

Compared with the holy power, true qi is like an egg, compared to a solid stone, hitting a stone with an egg, and shattering the body and bones.

Zhao Wei can now burst out with a combat power comparable to that of a quasi-saint, then he is equivalent to a quasi-saint of the human race, how can Yang Yu fight?

I can't fight at all!

"Yang Yu, there's no need to fight him, let's go up together and join forces to kill him!"

Tang Wan strongly suggested, her eyes were full of worry, obviously, even if she joined forces, she probably didn't have much confidence.

"Well, for a demon like him, it's completely unnecessary, pay attention to morality."

Jun Linglong also highly agrees.

This time, even Liu Jingjing, who has always looked at Yang Yu well, was silent.

"Let's go up and kill that adversary!"

Countless disciples shouted.

In the midst of shouting, Tang Wan and the others had already rushed towards Yang Yu's side.

"Haha! It's okay, you guys go up together, and I can kill more people at once! ”

Zhao Wei laughed.

"Zhao Xiao, take it!"

Yang Yu's eyes were crazy, and his body turned into a blood-colored streamer, rushing towards Zhao Xiao.

"Don't!" Tang Wan and the others shouted in a hurry.

But it's too late.

"Give me death!"

Zhao Xiao smiled fiercely, and a sword slashed out, a black light as thin as a needle, tearing through the space and extinguishing everything.

"It's you who died!"

Yang Yu held the palm of his hand, and on his arm, a five-meter-large momentum vortex appeared, the origin potential of the Dacheng level!

There is also the Berserk Body, which is also used on this halberd!

With this pure halberd alone, it can easily kill a demi-saint-level powerhouse!

But that's not all!

The blood light flashed one after another, and the nine rounds of blood sun appeared on the edge of the halberd blade, quickly merging into one, and the brilliant blood light covered the sky, illuminating the space within a kilometer into a dark blood color.

It was as if Ragnarok was in the sky, and the gods were stained with blood.

Thundered!

The blood sun is in the sky, and the void is violently shaking, as if a major earthquake has occurred.

"Boom!"

The blood sun shook the silence of the black light, and the sonorous sound resounded throughout the Tianxuan Holy Land.

Where they collide, like fireworks.

Zhao Wei's pupils shrank, and the other party's round of blood was as strong as a diamond, and at the same time, a huge force came from the palm of the sword holder.

"Humph! I'm now a noble quasi-saint, you Yang Yu, a mere mortal, a lowly thing, cut it off for me! Give me death! ”

Zhao Wei stood up proudly again in an instant, roaring loudly, like a mad dog, and the murderous intent in his eyes was incomparably cold.

"Ridiculous, no one can kill me! I, Yang Yu, are far from using the combined force! ”

"Daesung's halberd momentum! Fusion for me! ”

Rumble!

A strong momentum appeared above the round of the bright sun, and it was crushed out in an instant, shaking the black light, swaying violently, and dispersing little by little.

"What a bullshit, quasi-saint, but Erl! Give me death! ”

The blood is shining, the blood is soaring, and it is unstoppable.

While!

The silence extinguished the black light, and in an instant, it completely dissipated, and the long sword slashed out.

Poof!

With a sword, Zhao Wei's head was cut off!

Nine feet of blood rushed up!

Boom!

The blood sun rumbled out, directly blasting Zhao Xiao's body into pieces, leaving a head above and falling down.

Call.

Slashing Zhao Wei with a sword, Yang Yu just gasped lightly, his face calm.

The Mad Demon Halberd Method, he hadn't used that complete mad demon state just now, otherwise it would be enough to easily kill Zhao Wei without the slightest stalemate.

flew out and went to find Zhao Wei's quasi-holy sword that was shocked away.

At this time, Tang Wan and countless disciples of the Heavenly Xuan Holy Land saw that Zhao Wei had been killed, leaving only a head on the ground, their faces were pale, full of horror, and they were overwhelmed with horror.

Yang Yu...... Yang Yu, with the body of a mortal, killed Zhao Xiao, who was comparable to quasi-holy combat power?

The mortal body, kill the quasi-saint!

Even in ancient books, there are very few.

Moreover, those few people who were able to do this later almost all of them became giants in the wind world.

Doesn't this mean that Yang Yu will almost become that kind of big man in the future?

No!

At this time, Yang Yu returned with Zhao Xiao's quasi-holy sword, his face was flat and his face was as usual.

Obviously, killing Zhao Wei is nothing to Yang Yu at all!

In this way, Yang Yu may be stronger than those big people in ancient books!

Terrifying!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were shining with a brilliant light.

male, with Yang Yu as an idol;

is not a girl, directly regards Yang Yu as the lover of his dreams;

The four daughters of Jun Linglong and Liu Jingjing are even more proud!

Tang Wan's beautiful eyes flashed, and she smiled, although the other party is a little younger, she is definitely worthy of her, no, it is more than enough!

In this way, it is completely an honor to be the other party's woman.

"Sister Tang, what are you laughing at?" Yang Yu asked with some curiosity.