Chapter 32: Prince Yama

"Give it to me first!" Hua Wuyi looked pensive, "Besides, I can only go with you alone." ”

"No!", "Why?"

As soon as Hua Wuyi's words came out, there was opposition from Tu Shan Mila and Yu Xuanji at the same time.

"Don't ask, let's go!"

Hua Wuyi said, glanced at the two, and the two women suddenly felt a surge of energy appear, and then they were driven by the strength to fly to the side.

At the same time, the light of the teleportation array flashed, and the two disappeared.

In the East Emperor Palace, six jade dragon pillars stand in the hexagonal position, and the jade dragon glows with white light, illuminating the hall like day.

In the center of the main hall, there are two groups of people fighting at this moment.

There were ten people on one side, all wearing black armor armor engraved with black vicious dogs, and wearing terrifying red demon masks.

On the other side, there are hundreds of people, holding all kinds of magic weapons, and they are actually on a par with ten people at this moment.

Suddenly, a light lit up above the heads of both sides of the battle, followed by two people.

"It's Hua Wuyi!" someone in the hundred-person team exclaimed, and the others actually took a step back in unison.

"Brother Tai, it seems that your reputation is far and wide!" Lu Wushen chuckled lightly before moving his gaze to the ten ghost-headed masked people opposite.

"Prince Yama, hehe, I didn't expect me to be able to kill it again, right?"

A ghost-headed masked man snorted coldly, "What about coming back, it's a big deal I'll call back again." ”

"Hehe, maybe today I will send you to be the real Yama. ”

Hua Wuyi swept his gaze over the faces of the hundred people, and couldn't help but chuckle, it seemed that there were many familiar faces, who were some of the hundreds of people who had just come in at the chain bridge.

"You're going to fight me again?" Hua Wuyi chuckled.

Many people couldn't help but take a few steps back, but there were still three people standing in front of them, their faces uncertain.

In the end, one person gritted his teeth and said: "Hua Wuyi, don't be so arrogant, there are many genius disciples in my Western Desert, there is always one to clean you up!"

Hua Wuyi sneered: "Before that person cleans me up, I promise to kill you first." ”

"Ahh

Hua Wuyi frowned, showed a contemptuous smile, and coldly drank out a word, "Get out!"

Hundreds of people hurriedly set up magic weapons and fled in all directions.

"Hahaha, Brother Tai is so generous, he scared away hundreds of people without a move and a half, and this name will be spread out, and it will definitely be able to shock the world. ”

Hua Wuyi ignored Lu Wushen's praise, and just swept his gaze away from the ten demon masked people.

"Which of them is Prince Yama?"

"Ahem, ahem, it's all of them!" Lu Wushen looked embarrassed again.

Hua Wuyi is angry, this product is deceiving himself to fight ten at a time!

"People of Kyushu?" a ghost-faced man who seemed to be taking the lead spoke first.

Hua Wuyi squinted his eyes and glanced at it, "It doesn't matter where I'm from, I just accepted the benefits of this brother and eliminated disasters for others." Those who know the rules leave the baby and leave. ”

"No, I must kill two people today, otherwise it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart. ”

Lu Wushen raised objections.

Hua Wuyi's face froze, and he could only smile awkwardly: "Okay, the employer has the final say." Let's do it!"

With that, he raised his hand and slashed over with a sword light.

However, Lu Wushen was faster, carrying a beast claw-shaped weapon of Zhang'er and taking the lead in separating the ten people into two teams.

"Brother Tai, I can only deal with blocking four people first, and the other six people will be handed over to you, how about killing one person and breaking the void?"

"Okay!" Hua Wuyi was overjoyed. Set up the sword pill and slash it towards a person of the seventh rank of the Yuan Infant.

Three out of ten people are seventh, six are eighth, and one is ninth.

And only one of the six people who fought against Hua Wuyi was the seventh grade, four people were eight grades, and the nine-rank person was also on this side.

Therefore, he has to take the lead to see if he can kill the person with the worst cultivation first.

With a "boom", the seventh-grade person collided with Hua Wuyi's sword pill, but it was a knock knock that took three steps back.

The man was shocked, so he quickly reminded his teammates, "This person is weird!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed five weapons flying towards his head.

What's the situation, he was shocked, those five weapons he was too familiar with, how could they attack him at the same time.

And at this time, the strange thing was that he suddenly found that his body was uncontrollably facing the five weapons.

How can it be?

The other people only reacted at this time, and hurriedly controlled their weapons calmly, and finally there was no danger, and they pulled it back at the critical moment, but several people couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This was too weird, after only hearing a dragon roar, the minds of the few of them suddenly went blank, and then the weapon that they had cultivated for many years was actually controlled by the enemy and flew towards their companions.

The seven-rank Yama Prince's heart was relieved, and he was ready to lift a breath of Yuan Spiritual Qi and volatilize the cold sweat on his body.

However, the strange thing is that he suddenly felt a chill in the center of his eyebrows, and then, his body lay straight down.

Until he died, he didn't understand what was going on.

"Old eight?" the other people were stunned, and this man killed their brother with a strange look, and he flew the sword so quickly.

"Revenge, I'm going to kill you," a ghost-faced man suddenly cried loudly, raising a mourning stick in his hand and smashing it at Hua Wuyi.

What made Hua Wuyi feel weird was that every time he cried, his momentum seemed to rise by a point.

"Be careful, don't get hit by his stick. Lu Wushen reminded him from afar, he fought four people alone, and he fought with ease, so his mind has been paying attention to Hua Wuyi's side.

The mourning stick was very fast, but Hua Wuyi had already thought of a trick after hearing the reminder.

Seeing that he was short, everyone saw a black shadow and took the initiative to rush towards the mourning stick.

"Bastard, how can this be. ”

Several people were furious and scolded one after another.

It turned out that Hua Wuyi's body was short, and he actually lifted the corpse of the dead person and threw it at the mourning stick.

"The third child quickly put away the mourning stick. One of them shouted urgently.

But it was too late, and with a snap, the corpse collided with the mourning stick, and the direction of the mourning stick was changed abruptly.

But the corpse emitted a puff of black smoke, and in the blink of an eye, it burned.

"Old eight!" several people couldn't help but mourn in their hearts.

Hua Wuyi sneered and said, "Another Sky Breaking Talisman!"

"I don't want to kill you!" the weeping man cried even louder, but he said this sentence inexplicably.

But then he said: "I will refine your body into a ghost servant, kneel in front of the grave of the eighth child every day, and do my filial piety for him." ”

"Up," the other shouted.

I saw that black smoke suddenly emanated from the bodies of the five people, and the light in the field was immediately blocked.