Tang Wan and the others were immediately overjoyed, it was Yang Yu's voice.

Sure enough, Yang Yu flew out from the door of the bamboo house and went straight to Tu Ling.

"Half-Saint Cultivation!"

Tang Wan was taken aback.

The top brass were also surprised.

Then I almost understood that Yang Yu's cultivation should have been forcibly promoted, and the sequelae were huge.

Moreover, Yang Yu did not attract the Thunder Tribulation before, obviously he was full of true qi, and he had not yet transformed into holy power, so he was considered a quasi-half-saint, and there was still a big gap between him and the real half-saint.

Such combat power must be limited, can you fight with the slaughter spirit?

Worried!

However, Tu Ling's strength far surpassed that of Zhao Wei, and even if they wanted to help, they would help.

At this time, Yang Yu's figure came to a stop ten meters in front of Tu Ling.

"Let's fight."

Yang Yu said lightly.

"Just a half-saint, you don't deserve it, give me death!"

Tu Ling was extremely disdainful, and with a single mouth, he was about to devour Yang Yu's qi and blood.

Poof!

At this moment, his throat was suddenly slashed by an invisible blade, blood splattered, and he was almost cut open in his throat.

"What!"

It was still when Tu Ling was shocked.

"Sure enough!"

This dark energy was urged by Yang Yu with all his might, but Tu Ling, although he had been sealed by the Demon Sealing Great Array for countless years, and most of his power had been wiped out, his powerful body was still there, and his dark energy could not effectively break through his skin.

One move didn't work, Yang Yu immediately shot again to seize the opportunity in the battle.

With a grip on the palm, the Qiankun ring appeared in the palm, and Yang Yu completely urged the violent body and the Dacheng-level origin potential, and threw the Qiankun ring with great force.

Tu Ling, who was still in shock, raised his sword and blocked suddenly.

While!

The magic sword shook violently, and his whole person was shaken away.

Before he could stop, Yang Yu had already turned into a streamer and rushed out, and at the same time as he rushed out, the streamer quickly turned into blood.

"Hmph, it's just a little dark energy, carving insect skills!"

Tu Ling reacted and snorted coldly.

With a mouth open, a terrifying devouring body erupted towards Yang Yu.

A faint blood qi emerged from Yang Yu's body.

"Damn it! Devouring means will not work well on him, so let's kill him in earnest! ”

Tu Ling was a little surprised, and then sneered indifferently.

Sonorous!

Twin sword strikes.

Tang Wan, who was watching the battle in front of the bamboo house, was extremely nervous and hard-to-face, could Yang Yu fight with Tu Ling? It's about their hopes.

Yang Yu's figure retreated, and he took a step back.

Tu Ling did not retreat a step.

"Good!"

Tang Wan and they were overjoyed, which showed that Yang Yu was able to fight with Tu Ling.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Yang Yu actually fought super and almost drew with himself, the former top powerhouse, Tu Ling was very dissatisfied, and his demonic energy was rolling, and he fought with all his might.

The two figures were fighting in the airspace, and the speed was so fast that the cultivation level was below the extreme of the Ten Realms, and it was basically impossible to see clearly.

However, what is certain is that Yang Yu has the upper hand.

Poof!

Soon, a strange sound was heard.

A splatter of blood.

Yang Yu's body retreated a few meters, and a hideous bloody wound appeared on his right arm.

"Boy, do you see? I'll shoot with all my might, and you're a piece of garbage in front of me. ”

The Spirit Slayer Demon Sword was stained with blood, and said with a faint smile.

"Sure enough! Sure enough, I can only barely fight, and I can't beat ......"

Tang Wan sighed.

Now, although Yang Yu has not used a killer move, Tu Ling still has not.

Moreover, Tu Ling is a genuine monster, originally a super powerhouse, if he urges the Demon Heaven Nine Style, he can burst out his true power.

Yang Yu also knew this, so he didn't try it anymore and closed his eyes directly.

"Huh? Sitting? If you're interested, I'll give you a way to die a happy death! ”

With a bang, the magic sword shook, and he was ready to go over and cut off Yang Yu's head with a sword.

"Yang Yu!"

Tang Wan and the others screamed and rushed out, ready to rescue.

Rumble!

At that moment, a blood-colored storm swept over them, shaking them upside down.

"That's?"

As they flew upside down, their eyes froze.

Yang Yu's blood qi was much richer than before, and even, his black hair turned bloody, and his roots were stained with blood.

It exudes a tyrannical ferocity.

Tu Ling's eyes, who were about to draw his sword, were also condensed, and at this moment, Yang Yu's bloody hair and his eyes also became extremely crimson, revealing a rich madness, like a mad demon.

"Hmph, it turns out that instead of sitting still, he has stimulated some kind of secret technique? That's a lot to do! ”

Tu Ling laughed, in his opinion, no matter how Yang Yu struggled, it would be a result, death.

"Kill!"

A roar full of madness.

Yang Yu held a sword and killed Tu Ling.

At this time, Yang Yu had obviously used the strongest method in the Mad Demon Halberd Method to make himself mad, so now he basically didn't have much sanity, and turned into a bloodthirsty killing machine, not afraid of death.

Even if there was a wound on his arm, he completely ignored it, and a halberd with rich blood qi went straight to Tu Ling's neck.

"Just you?"

Tu Ling sneered, and the sword light burst out.

When the two swords touched again, the sneer on Tu Ling's face completely froze, and a terrifying force came down the hilt of the sword, shaking him back a few steps.

"You!"

Tu Ling was shocked, and the opponent's strength skyrocketed a lot compared to just now!

Yang Yu didn't care about it, his momentum was crazy, his halberd was vertical and horizontal, and he was extremely violent.

At this moment, Yang Yu was furious, his eyes were as red as blood, and he looked like a monster more than Tu Ling!

Tu Ling tried his best to resist and roared angrily, but as a result, he was forced to retreat by Yang Yu.

"Good!"

Tang Wan and the others were overjoyed, and then gradually became a little worried, Yang Yu's current state was obviously very abnormal.

Boom!

Above the sky, the demonic qi was agitated, and the furious slaughter spirit used the first few of the nine forms of the demon sky, but they were all resisted by Yang Yu.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then directly use my strongest form to solve you with one move!"

Tu Ling, who continued to be unable to win, was completely enraged, just like Zhao Wei at the beginning, and cast the last of the Nine Styles of the Demon Heaven!

Demon into the Nine Heavens!

Rumble!

The slaughtering spirit was shrouded in monstrous demonic energy, like a surging dark cloud!

A sword slashed out, and a pitch-black light, silently, slashed towards Yang Yu!

In an instant, all the sounds of heaven and earth, even all the light, were annihilated, and the silence was incomparably silent!

The Red Demon Halberd waved, and nine rounds of majestic blood surged out, merging into one, erupting into an unparalleled violent fluctuation!

"Kill!"

Yang Yu and Tu Ling roared at the same time, and the sword halberd strangled wildly.

"Kill me!"

Yang Yu roared wildly, as if he had exploded thunder, trying everything he could.

The crazy crushing of the blood sun, the pitch-black sword light, under Tu Ling's unbelievable gaze, gradually shattered, and finally the whole child collapsed.

"No, no, it can't be!"

Tu Ling was completely unable to accept the facts in front of him.

He was a powerhouse whose strength was almost comparable to that of the Holy Realm, but he was actually defeated by a half-saint guy?

"Annihilation!"

Yang Yu drank heavily, and the blood sun galloped through the void, crushing the slaughter spirit and disappearing.

Thundered!

The slaughter spirit was carried by a blood-colored torrent, knocking the forest out of a hundred-meter-long trench.

Swish!

Yang Yu's figure rushed out along the trench, and with a snort, he slashed out a fatal wound on Tu Ling's neck.

The slaughtering spirit roared in the heavy damage, and gradually lost its breath.

Yang Yu stood a little dazed, his eyes were crazy.

"The host has been detected to be in a trance, and now the instant recovery program is automatically opened for the host."

In my head, the voice of the system suddenly sounded.

The crimson madness in Yang Yu's eyes instantly subsided, and he regained his clarity, and the injuries on his body and the exhaustion of the battle also subsided.

Looking at the dead Tu Ling in front of him, Yang Yu let out a sigh of relief, his eyes were brisk.

The strength of this Tu Ling was much stronger than Zhao Xiao, and he tried everything to kill him with difficulty.