Yuwen fell in front of Xuan Xinfeng, the glazed golden body was cracked, flesh and blood bloomed, and several cracks were deep and the bones were visible, and they were directly shocked by a strong force, which was very miserable.

Several Xuanxin Peak monks hurriedly ran down and helped Yuwen up, the latter was already unconscious, only blood was pouring out, and it was miserable.

"The heart is still beating, but the body is almost destroyed, and all the Dao patterns are crushed into pieces. ”

The monk next to him felt furious in his heart, how much strength it would take to beat people like this.

Yuwen has barbarian blood, and the strongest body refining Dao of the Xuanxin Peak is enough to fight with the demon beast hand-to-hand, and he was beaten into a half-crippled by someone in just a few faces, if it was an ordinary monk, he would have been beaten into a meat pie a long time ago.

A group of monks looked at each other, watching the bloodstained young man walk out of the ring, and couldn't help but shudder, especially since several of them had satirized Chen Yu, for fear that Chen Yu would come over and clean them up.

They quickly took Yuwendu down, and in Xuanxin Peak, a crane-crowned monk had a sad face, took out a few pills from his arms, and one by one they were bubbling with fragrance, and forcibly poured them into Yuwendu's body, Qingxuan's luster turned into a cool breath into his body, and it was visible to the naked eye that Yuwendu's dilapidated body was squirming and healing quickly under that Qingxuan's breath.

The Crane Crown Daoist glanced at Chen Yu with hatred, and then said to Emperor Wuji: "First seat, I will take Yuwen back first." ”

The elixir can only heal flesh and blood wounds, Yuwendu has just awakened the barbarian bloodline and engraved the bloodline rune on the body, and in the battle just now, Chen Yu almost destroyed Yuwendu's flesh rune, if it is not remedied in time, it is likely that Yuwendu's Daoji will be destroyed, and the rare barbarian bloodline will also be silent.

"You go first. Huang Wuji nodded, this Xuanxin Peak Soul Returning Grandmaster's face was calm, and he didn't make waves because of the loss of a disciple.

When he looked at Chen Yu, he was a little more surprised, he saw that Chen Yu had learned Yuwendu's barbarian totem script step by step in the battle, and a mysterious power similar to the barbarian totem pattern was born.

However, he was even more curious, Yuwendu's barbarian graphic pattern came from the bloodline, and where did the totem pattern used by Chen Yu come from.

Many Soul Returning Grandmasters fell silent at that scene.

Qingxu Daoist was surprised at first, and then sighed, "I haven't seen him for a year, and his physical body is strong again!"

Chen Yu's body can be called a pervert, but he can fight against each other, and he once made the Qingliang Sect lose several disciples, and today Chen Yu is even more amazing, with a strong body, a bare hand, and the power of the barbarian totem can quickly integrate into himself, and then face the enemy, this kind of comprehension is really terrifying.

"It is worthy of having the courage to challenge the monks of Xuanxin Peak and Penglai Immortal Sect, with their physical bodies they are enough to fight demon beasts hand-to-hand, if they go one step further and reach the extreme of their physical bodies, they can cross a realm. Guixu Zhenren appreciated it and changed his opinion of Chen Yu.

"Elder, is he really so powerful?" asked a Penglai female cultivator weakly, her name was Xu Zhen, and she was once eliminated by Chen Yu in the eighth battlefield.

"It should be said that he is a freak, opening the treasure trove of flesh and blood and gaining the potential power of some people, which is amazing. "Guixu Zhenren has a high opinion of Chen Yu, if a monk who can open the treasure house of flesh and blood can reach the extreme, he can obtain the mystery of the flesh and become the ultimate existence of the same realm.

Xu Zhen always thought that Chen Yu was borrowing a secret treasure to sneak attack, so she held a grudge, but when she saw the battle between Chen Yu and Yuwendu, she was too shocked in her heart.

If Chen Yu used his physical supernatural power to fight on the eighth battlefield that day, who would be able to stop him.

Her face turned pale in an instant, seeing the fate of Yuwendu, the flesh and blood were split, the white bones could be seen, and the flesh was almost destroyed, if it was her, the flesh would definitely collapse directly, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"So, in the eighth station, he doesn't need to use the secret treasure to defeat Xu Zhen, so why does he use the secret treasure, is this a deliberate humiliation?" Several Penglai women walked slowly to appease the frightened Xu Zhen, with an angry look on their powdery jade faces, unhappy for Xu Zhen.

Guixu Zhenren shook his head, he didn't see the scene of that day, he couldn't judge.

"Actually......" Xu Zhen said, "On that day on the eighth battlefield, we didn't see clearly whether he was using a secret treasure, only a strange text manifestation, very much like a secret treasure." ”

She wasn't sure, but after she came out, she heard from other fellow disciples and thought that Chen Yu was despicable and had harmed many people with a secret treasure.

The women stopped talking, suspecting it was a misunderstanding.

But why in front of the world, Chen Yu refused to explain half a sentence, but chose to carry everything and challenge Penglai Immortal Sect alone.

Perhaps, he didn't bother to explain...... "I don't know who said such a sentence, which made the Penglai Immortal Sect monk speechless for a long time.

When Yuwendu was defeated and Chen Yu walked out, the Heavenly Sword Cultivator's face was strange, everything came too fast, they saw Chen Yu draw Yuwendu, and they were secretly happy in their hearts, thinking that Chen Yu would definitely lose, and they could expel this outlier from Heavenly Sword Peak.

Especially Elder Wu Delong, who had an opinion of Chen Yu, his eyes widened, recalling the battle process, and he didn't find that Chen Yu used the secret treasure to defeat Yuwendu with his pure physical body, and his face instantly turned green.

How is it possible, it all seems like a dream!

Behind him, Ye Ling Jue and several Heavenly Sword disciples watched in amazement as Chen Yu defeated Yuwen Du and stood in the ring, attracting the attention of all people, and unconsciously gave birth to a wave of hatred.

Why did he have such strength in the middle stage of his cultivation of the Dark Condensation Pill, and he had been hidden until now, just for this moment?

"How do I feel that he is very similar to the burly golden-armored monk who chased us that day?" they looked at Chen Yu's back, a little familiar, but their appearance and figure were too different.

"Impossible, that golden-armored monk is covered in golden flames, and his strength is definitely a peak cultivator of Ning Dan!" Ye Lingjue gritted his teeth, although he felt that Chen Yu was somewhat similar to the golden-armored monk, he didn't believe that it was Chen Yu even if he was killed.

Chen Yu couldn't be so powerful, a mid-stage Ning Dan, he hadn't even spent the second realm of the Burial Sword Valley, how could he be the mysterious golden-armored monk who chased and killed a group of them.

"I just felt a little similar to him, and I didn't say it had to be him. Some of the monks complained, but they only suspected that Ye Ling Jue was too excited, and instead blamed them, which made them unhappy.

"I said it's not him, it's not him!" Ye Lingjue glared at several of his fellow disciples around him, and couldn't help but be furious when he saw their questioning faces, "How could he be a golden-armored monk, if he is, Lao Tzu will swallow the sword and commit suicide!"

......

Chen Yu stood in the ring like this, his body stained with Yuwendu's blood.

This battle ended too quickly, and before many monks had time to come to the stage to fight their opponents, Chen Yu solved Yuwendu.

He looked down at these opponents, many of whom were the monks of Xuanxin Peak and Penglai Immortal Sect.

"This battle is not yet painful, which of you will come again!" he shouted at the monks of Xuanxin Peak and Penglai Immortal Sect, asking them to make a move.

"It's just a madman!" Xuan Xinfeng and the Penglai Immortal Sect monk scolded, but their hearts were full of jealousy.

They thought that Chen Yu was talking wildly, so they all wanted to teach a lesson, but reality gave them a slap in the face.

Chen Yu burst out of his physical supernatural powers, was strong and domineering, and defeated a late-stage Ning Dan monk with three punches, allowing everyone to re-understand this Heavenly Sword waste material in everyone's mouths.

"Why, don't you dare to make a move?"

Chen Yu stood on the edge of the ring, surrounding this group of monks, before in the stands, these monks were sneering, claiming to show him the color, thinking that the soft persimmon was easy to pinch, but at this time, none of the monks dared to come forward.

"Since you don't do it, then I'll do it myself!"

Chen Yu took a step forward, glanced at these people, and saw one of the fiercest monks in Xuanxin Peak, he couldn't help grinning, and said, "It's you!"

The next moment, he struck, like a fierce beast, like thunder, rushed out with one step, and came to the monk in an instant, and slapped it, and a treasure light appeared, as if like a huge golden millstone, enveloping the monk.