This villain is very cautious

Chapter 631: Twelve Strikes of Tianyi

"Aren't you still surrendering?"

Wang Yu looked at these people, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was loud: "You Yiren, do you really want to be wiped out?"

At this time, many people's hearts began to shake.

Even those people who were going to die with Wang Yu before, now have a feeling of wanting to surrender.

too strong.

The power that Wang Yu displayed was far beyond their comprehension.

despair!Powerless!
In front of Wang Yu, they felt that they had no ability to resist.

He can use the power of God.

Is he a god?
If he is a god, then surrendering to him does not seem to be a shameful thing.

They themselves are servants of God.

"Insanity!"

Yi Wushuang tightly shook the golden stick in his hand, the matter had come to this point, he could only fight to the end.

The Twelve Wings vibrated, and he rushed into the sky, and a terrifying force rushed towards him frantically.

His whole body was surrounded by golden energy.

"One hundred and eight thousand arrows."

A large number of feather arrows turned into a golden torrent, rushing towards Wang Yu.

The phantom of the unicorn appeared, wrapping Wang Yu in it.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

These feather arrows have extremely strong penetrating energy, and the Qilin phantom was damaged after a while.

The Xuanwu shield appeared, easily resisting it.

In terms of attack methods, Wang Yu dare not say that there are many, but when it comes to defense methods, he ranks second, and I am afraid that no one dares to recognize the number one for the time being.

No way, he was too afraid of death.

"Ok?"

Just when Wang Yu was about to taunt a few words, suddenly his eyes froze, and he raised his hand to condense the mysterious man's shield.

"boom!"

The huge sound was deafening, and the terrifying energy wave swept away the infinite feather arrows.

Yi Wushuang actually hid in the torrent of feather arrows and took the opportunity to sneak attack Wang Yu.

Flames shot out from the golden stick and the shield.

Wang Yu looked at Yi Wushuang helplessly, and still mocked: "That's it?"

The corner of Yi Wushuang's mouth also sneered.

He turned over to charge up and smashed down the stick again, Wang Yu's complexion changed slightly.

The power of this blow was obviously much greater than that of Fang Cai.

Next is the third stick, the fourth stick, and the fifth stick.
Every time a stick is knocked out, the power of the attack doubles.

Yi Wushuang's power also greatly increased.

"Crack!"

After the eighth combo, cracks finally appeared on the mysterious man's shield.

"boom!"

After the ninth blow, the shield was completely shattered.

Wang Yu resisted with Xuanyuan Sword.

"clang!"

When the sword and stick came into contact, a chant sounded and sparks flew everywhere.

"Oh?"

A little surprise appeared on Wang Yu's face.

Fighting Xuanyuanjian recklessly, this stick is actually fine.

"drink!"

Yi Wushuang burst out with great power, and the golden stick also burst into dazzling light at this time.

He hit the tenth in a row.

"boom!"

Wang Yu frowned slightly, the strength on the stick had already made him a little strenuous.

He forcibly stabilized his figure and did not move back.

Now that he has accumulated invincible power, once he moves back, his momentum will be lost.

In addition, Yi Wushuang's attacks are like ocean waves, layer upon layer. Once he takes a step back, he will be continuously suppressed.

Yi Wushuang rushed into the sky, the twelve wings spread out, and the mighty spiritual power gathered.

A huge angel phantom wrapped him in it, and he blasted No. 11 blows.

Wang Yu still chose to be tough.

There is no splendid spiritual skill, nor unparalleled power.

Wang Yu held the sword in one hand, a strange energy rippling all over his body.

When Yi Wushuang hit it with a blow, his face immediately changed.

He felt that he didn't hit the real thing, as if he hit the quagmire.

His strength was instantly removed.

At this time, there seemed to be an invisible vortex around Wang Yu, which was continuously absorbing his power.

"It actually resisted!"

It has to be said that for bystanders, the visual impact of the current picture is too powerful.

Yi Wushuang and the huge angel blasted out a blow, and then Wang Yu used his small body to easily block it with a sword in one hand.

"Humph!"

Wang Yu snorted softly, raised his arm slightly, and actually bounced the angel away.

"Ah——you wait to help me!"

Yi Wushuang raised his head to the sky and screamed, rushing into the sky again.

All the ancestors made seals with both hands, and released a series of spiritual powers to bless Yi Wushuang.

Yi Wushuang is going to make the No.12 blow, which is also the last blow.

This is purely on his own, even with the God's suit, he can't perform it.

So he needs external support.

Wang Yu looked up, just stood there quietly, and didn't make any unnecessary movements.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a faint smile on his face, confident and confident.

It seemed that this terrifying blow was not taken seriously at all.

And it seems that he still wants to be tough.

He just wanted to completely smash the pride of the winged humans, make them feel hopeless, and make them unable to have any thoughts of resistance.

So obediently become his food, and contribute delicious wings to him.

In the sky, a phantom of a magnificent palace appeared.

Infinite power blesses Yi Wushuang.

The radiance on his body was restrained, as if a thick layer of gold had been attached to him.

On the golden stick, various mysterious divine inscriptions appeared, and they were shining brightly and dazzingly.

"Wang Yu! Your time of death has arrived."

Yi Wushuang's voice was loud and clear, as if the gods in the sky were judging the ants.

His eyes were indifferent and contemptuous, as if he didn't take Wang Yu seriously.

Yi Wushuang at this moment has reached a mysterious realm.

"Pearl of rice grains, dare to compete with Haoyue?"

Wang Yu turned the tip of his sword, and in an instant, the dragon chant continued.

Surrounded by golden dragon shadows, Wang Yu is like a dragon god coming to the world.

There is a lot of dragon's blood in his body, these are prepared for Guo Jing by the mysterious strongman.

Just got by him.

Now he has obtained half of Guo Jing's original power, completely fused with Dragon Blood and Dragon God Battle Armor.

The current him is more complete than the previous Guo Jing.

"Suffer to death!"

In the sky, Yi Wushuang had fully charged, and slashed at Wang Yu from top to bottom.

And at this moment, Wang Yu did something that shocked everyone's jaws.

He actually put away Xuanyuan Sword.

what's the situation?
Is he courting death?

He drew a circle with both hands, surrounded by dragon shadows.

"court death!"

Although I don't know what kind of nerves Wang Yu has.

But this is the best.

He is dead.

Yi Wushuang squeezed the power in his body again, and slammed towards Wang Yu with a stick.

This time there are no gigantic angels, nor are they overpowering.

compression!

Yi Wushuang compressed all the energy into his body, turning it into the strongest blow.

This is almost a game of death.

Powerful energy also needs a carrier, and this energy has far exceeded the limit that Yi Wushuang's current body can bear.

His meridians and even his bones were damaged.

But for this, Yi Wushuang no longer cares.

As long as he can kill Wang Yu, no matter what the price is, even if he dies, he will not hesitate.

(End of this chapter)