Sheng Fu

Chapter 134
Yu Wenjun oppressed his close body, and slashed down with a vertical knife. The blade was bright, and the blade was as heavy as a mountain, which could break through mountains.

Wu Mi set up the blood spear, and the thick knife fell on the handle of the blood spear with a thud, stirring up a mighty green dragon energy, Wu Mi pushed up slightly, and a powerful rebounding force invaded along the blade of Duan Nian Yuwenjun's tiger's mouth, his arms, spread towards the eight meridians of Yuwenjun's strange meridians.

There was no temptation, it was a killer move from the very beginning, Yu Wenjun was at a disadvantage the first time he hit the front line.

The figure quickly dodges back, thinking slightly, forcing out the energy in the body.

Wu Mi came, walking like a straight line, like an arrow, holding the blood spear with one hand and stabbing at Yu Wenjun's throat, the speed was so fast that Yu Wenjun had no time to set up the saber to block.

He had no choice but to dodge with his head sideways, the place where the blood spear pierced was shaking in the void, and then, Wu Mi held the blood spear with both hands, and swept away with the spear.

The blood light flickered, revealing bursts of dragon chant.

Yu Wenjun retreated steadily, shook his wrist for a moment, set up Duan Nian and slashed at the spearhead, shaking Wu Mi's attack line, just about to take advantage of the situation to attack, Wu Mi also took advantage of the situation to insert the blood spear into the ground, holding the handle with both hands, The slender legs seemed to be flying in the air.

The young man in brocade clothes crossed his elbows in front of his chest and forced himself to take this volley.

Bang!
The huge inertia broke through Yu Wenjun's defensive position in an instant, and he felt a burst of pain in his upper arm. He couldn't retreat at this moment. Once he retreated, he would face Wu Mi's continuous offensive.

Pushing forward with both elbows, the same strong Longyou energy, Wu Mi used his strength to dance in mid-air, landed on the ground with one hand, and swept towards the end of the blood spear's grip with one leg, and the blood spear inserted into the ground instantly Launched, like a blasting arrow, shot at Yu Wenjun's eyebrows.

Yi Dao is really at a disadvantage against such weapons as the Blood Spear.

An inch of length is an inch of strength, and in terms of energy alone, the blood spear surpassed Duan Nian, so Yu Wenjun had to turn sideways to avoid the burst of blood spear.

Wu Mi kicked the ground with all his strength, and rushed to Yu Wenjun in one step. He held the blood spear with one hand, and clenched a fist with the other. The fist blatantly slammed into Yu Wenjun's three inches.

The continuous moves blocked Yu Wenjun's possibility of taking advantage of the trend, and forced Yu Wenjun to confront her head-on.

Yu Wenjun rolled over and leaned back, narrowly dodging the punch, Wu Mi was even faster, holding the blood spear in his hand and slashing down on Yu Wenjun's waist, intending to chop Yu Wenjun in half.

A shot is a killer move, there is no extra movement.

Fighting against ordinary people, Yu Wenjun can take advantage of physique, true energy, and even weapons.

Fighting against Wu Mi, it was really difficult for him to confront Blood Spear head-on.

Yu Wenjun kept his mind and soul, his heart was like still water, shaking the green dragon's qi, turned around and spiraled to the left, at the same time, the spear fell to the ground, stirring up a large amount of blood and flames.

Wu Mi said neither sad nor happy: "Could it be that the feng shui of the imperial capital is too supportive, and your bookishness makes your moves too slow."

Yu Wenjun was indifferent, and after standing firmly on his feet, he pushed out with a palm, and a huge green dragon surged out from his palm, crushing it away with the force of swallowing the sky.

Wu Mi swung the blood spear with both hands, the blood light roared like mountains and seas, crushing the green dragon in his palm forcefully, and sparked bright fireworks.

The two rushed towards each other at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding, and Duan Nian flew in the air, slashing across Wu Mi's throat.

Wu Mi tilted his head and stabbed the bleeding spear, also attacking three inches of ground.

Yu Wenjun withdrew the saber gesture, lightly bumped the spear with the Duan Nian blade spine, and shook off the attack, Wu Mi came in with a hand knife again, and Yu Wenjun lifted his knee to Wu Mi's abdomen.

Bang!
The two succeeded at the same time, Wu Mi's abdomen sank slightly, and she retreated steadily, and a blood groove appeared on Yu Wenjun's cheek, where white bones could be seen faintly.

Practicing and fighting horizontally, the two are evenly divided.

Yu Wenjun's breath surged up, and he turned into a ten-foot green dragon and rushed away.

The golden lotus flower between Wu Mi's eyebrows turned suddenly, and he also turned into a ten-foot-long golden dragon and charged away.

The two dragons entangled and fought, and the dragon's aura erupted like a roaring volcano.

The sea area vibrated, the water tornado, the green dragon drove straight in, and the golden dragon swallowed thousands of miles.

Strangling in the air, the cyan dragon claws just stopped the golden dragon within three inches, but was entangled by the golden dragon again, with great strength, both sides attacked at the same time!

There was a loud bang, the cyan dragon aura and the golden dragon aura shone brightly, and a majestic dragon roaming aura spread out with infinite ferocity, causing the sea water to flow thousands of miles around.

The gang qi shattered the four fields, and the two landed on the ground at the same time.

Yu Wenjun bowed his back, put his hands on his knees, panting, and was already covered in blood.

Wu Mi's armor was broken in many places, her face was as pale as snow, and the golden lotus flower between her eyebrows was dim, with only a glint of light shining through.

Yu Wenjun raised his head and showed a sinister smile, and said: "This battle is hearty enough."

Wu Mi was still neither sad nor happy, immediately gathered his true energy, and charged away again with the blood spear in his hand.

Yu Wenjun remembered the battle between Jing Peiyao and Zhuang Qin. Zhuang Qin made a killing move. Jing Peiyao used the flowing snow as a medium to absorb Zhuang Qin's sword energy. Jing Peiyao's strongest sword so far.

That sword brought inspiration to Yu Wenjun at this moment.

He looked up at Wu Mi's charging posture, which was far better than the so-called iron cavalry, more like a giant dragon about to disperse the entire world.

Silently raising energy, methodically gathering true energy.

For the strongest attack, the weak point must be on the front.

He is betting on one eventuality, if he loses, he will surrender his life here, if he wins, it will be a smooth road, life and death will be at stake!
When the spear of blood arrives, the world collapses.

The next moment Wu Mi would succeed, but Yu Wenjun suddenly straightened his back and bumped away with his right shoulder.

puff!
The blood spear pierced through Yu Wenjun's shoulder without any suspense, and the spear's edge had already reached behind Yu Wenjun, and the continuous killing power invaded Yuwen Jun's heart.

Wu Mi didn't panic, she was still calm, she was very clear about Yu Wenjun's next plan, so she had to be faster, as long as she had a moment, she would be able to succeed.

But it was too late.

A rich purple red appeared in Yu Wenjun's eyes, and two purple gold sword qi blatantly shot out, and they merged into one in an instant, turning into a purple gold long sword and hitting the golden lotus between Wu Mi's eyebrows.

At the critical moment, the lotus blooms again, revealing endless light. If the imperial gate is in full bloom to welcome guests from afar, the Zijin sword energy will enter it without a trace.

Afterwards, Wu Mi's hand holding the blood spear loosened, her breath faded in an instant, her body slowly fell to one knee, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from her mouth and nose.

Absorbing this killing sword, she paid a terrible price, which was enough to make her lose all her combat power.

Yu Wenjun finally breathed a sigh of relief, holding the handle of the blood spear with one hand, gritted his teeth and pulled out the blood spear with pain, the front and back of the shoulder blades were transparent, and the blood flowed profusely.

He won the gamble and succeeded by a narrow margin.

From the moment of the fight, he began to deduce and calculate, after all the calculations, it was not suitable for a steady fight, and a steady fight with Wu Mi. The final result was either that both sides would suffer, or Yu Wenjun would die, and Wu Mi would survive no matter what the result was.

"Congratulations, you have won."

Above the abyss, the corners of the mouth of the silver-haired man on the edge of the cliff raised slightly...

(End of this chapter)