Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 751 Becoming a God (4)

Yu Jiujie once again turned into a puppet in front of his eyes, and Wuya Wusheng finally realized that the decline in his realm had affected his combat power.

"Annoying!" The scent of bamboo would make people feel uncomfortable if they smelled too much. Wuya Martial Saint kicked Yu Jiujie, who was attacking again, into bamboo shavings, and his heart was already angry.

At this moment, the rain of arrows finally stopped, Wuya Wusheng couldn't help but put a smile on his face: "Now it's my turn."

A strong wind blew, and the sky was covered with snow, but Wuya Wusheng's figure disappeared.

"Do you think you can compete against me with this low-level kung fu and combat experience?" Wuya Martial Saint appeared behind Li Hege without warning, with the swords pinned to his waist, his hands turned into knives Heavy hit to Li Hege who hadn't reacted yet.

There was a muffled sound of bone damage, and Li Hege knelt down on the spot, covering his neck with his hands, his eyes full of bewilderment.

"Hege!" Yu Jiujie rushed towards Li Hege in a hurry, and the nine-section sword in his hand was shining brightly.

"I caught you! Annoying boy!" Wuya Martial Saint appeared in front of Yu Jiujie, and punched Yu Jiujie's face with a straight punch.

Then there was the sound of sawdust shattering again, and Yu Jiujie turned into a bamboo puppet again and shattered.

At that moment Wuya Martial Saint's target locked on the isolated and helpless Li Yuezhong, but the figure of Yu Jiujie appeared in his mind again.

"This time it's real! Yu Jiujie, you're going to fall too!" The body of Wuya Martial Saint disappeared and reappeared in an instant again, falling towards the empty earth. At this moment, Yu Jiujie seemed to be facing Wuya Ya Wusheng also appeared below.He still held the Nine-section Sword tightly in his hand, but there was no light-colored light on it.

There was another muffled sound of falling on the snow, and Yu Jiujie fell to the ground without saying a word, and the rolled up snow flakes drifted away with the wind.

At this moment, only Li Yuezhong was left standing there, holding the sword crossed in front of him, and two shrunken white tigers and green dragons crouched on the tip of the sword.

Wuya Martial Saint walked towards Li Yuezhong step by step, the coercion from that confident appearance hit Li Yuezhong's state of mind: "What, I can spare you if you put down your weapon, and let you go to the God Realm to become my follower, how about it? "

The seemingly well-intentioned invitation did not impress Li Yuezhong, his hands were still firmly gripping the hilt of the sword, steaming all over his body on the icy and snowy Liaoyuan.

He looked like a young lion on the verge of maturity, displaying newfound strength in the face of territorial encroachment.

But that force is insignificant in front of a real grown maned dog, and it only increases the opponent's record.

Yin Zhiyao got up slowly, walked out of the seemingly solid turtle formation, the guzheng appeared again in her hand, and the blood stains on her body slowly faded away.

"Oh? Give yourself a good reputation of being defeated by fighting hard?" Martial Saint Wuya once again used the teleport that could not be seen clearly at the ninth level of the Holy Realm, strangled Yin Zhiyao's neck with one hand and lifted her high. "Where did Shangguan Xiaoyao recruit you stubborn people? Does this kind of mortal need your protection?"

Yin Zhiyao, who was originally fair and beautiful, had blushed cheeks at this time, the blood vessels on her neck were bulging, and the zither strings were still wrapped around her hands, as if there were still moves that had not been made yet.

"Of course, what Shangguan Xiaoyao brought us is far beyond what a demon like you can understand!" Li Hege stood up. Although the injury on his neck had not fully recovered, he still tremblingly pulled out three flying weapons. The knife, with Ben Lei appearing faintly on it.

"Hmph, a childish way of attack." Wuya Martial Saint flicked his finger, and the turbulent air knocked away Li Hege's throwing knives all the way, and Qi Gen sank into the ground. "Shangguan Xiaoyao is just a cauldron that I have selected from thousands of people in this world. If it hadn't been for the interference from the Upper Realm Spring and Autumn God Sect, he would have been crushed by me at this time, and there would be no dregs left."

In Wuya Wusheng's hand, Yin Zhiyao's eyes flashed brightly, and the zither string wrapped in that hand flew out instantly, piercing Wuya Wusheng's fingers one by one.

Yin Zhiyao, who was breathing air again, didn't relax, and then a rumble of fighting intent came from the sound of the guzheng played, and shields floated out of the void in front of her to firmly protect her.

There is also the long spear slowly emerging from behind the shield, and the sharp mang on the tip of the spear exudes the force of the peak of the emperor.

"Tsk, the breath on the zither strings is the same as Shangguan Xiaoyao's broken pot." Wuya Wusheng's expression was aroused at this moment, looking at the blood on his hands and the zither string filaments that drifted away and disappeared. "It makes me feel uncomfortable. I don't like the feeling of being taken away by others!"

Before the words fell, Wuya Wusheng's body directly slammed into the layers of shields, not afraid of his body being pierced by the spear.

"Binding the god rope!" Li Xiaosheng behind him directly threw out a scroll, and the cyan steel cables on it flew out of the scroll, rattling towards Wuya Wusheng. "Wuya Wusheng, you don't want to cut off the last hope of the mainland!"

"Destroy hope? Wrong! I am the last hope on the mainland, and Shangguan Xiaoyao is just a stepping stone for me! When I ascend the God Realm, you will understand that I can bring far more than Shangguan Xiaoyao!" Wu Yawu Sheng pulled out a long spear casually, stopped the charge and swung it on the spot, knocking all the flying iron cables into the air. "Why! Why are my apprentices betraying me even now, obviously I changed their fate against the sky to become the supreme giants of this continent! I forged all of this, but you all have to turn against me I?!"

Wuya Martial Saint's madness appeared again, the silver hair on his head was scattered and fluttering in the air, his eyes looked like a madman climbing up from hell.

"You even deceived yourself, Wuya Wusheng." Yu Jiujie also stood up, with sadness in his eyes, quietly looking at Wuya Wuya who lost his mind. "You have already believed in your amazing words, but we are still sober."

"We are all against you, and the whole world is against you. If Ao Zhantian hadn't blinded him, he would be here at this time, standing on the opposite side of you." The immature Li Yuezhong also propped up his sword with two swords. Looking at Wuya Wusheng's own body.

Wuya Martial Saint stopped his movements, and the bundle of divine cables and spear points had already been turned into powder: "Why are you still standing up! The vital points of the meridians have been interrupted, you should be useless now!" !"

But seeing Yu Jiujie's mouth slightly raised, he waved the bamboo sword in his hand: "Jiujiesheng, I'm a new learner, as long as these people don't die on the spot, I can restore them even if they rot into a lump of flesh."

"There is still a barrier of time, Wuya Wusheng, look around you." A voice that was familiar to everyone suddenly appeared, but Wuya Wusheng felt waves of fear.

Shangguan Xiaoyao, woke up.

Martial Sage Wuya stared at Shangguan Xiaoyao with wide eyes, and the aura emanating from his entire body made Wuya Sage feel a burst of coercion.

"You...how much worse?!" Wuya Wusheng said tremblingly, his face was full of inconceivable expressions. "No, you must be pretending! How could a guy with an unstable state be so fast."

"You're not mistaken, Wuya Martial Saint." Shangguan Xiaoyao's figure gradually rose up, and the blood-red moon in the sky also returned to its pure white at this time. "Sorry everyone for keeping you waiting."

However, Wuya Martial Saint lost his pupils again at this time, and the deep darkness completely swallowed his thoughts.

"Roar!" Wuya Wusheng roared like a beast, his posture seemed to have turned into a prehistoric giant beast, and the air wave turned into a threat and rushed towards Shangguan Xiaoyao's floating body.

But in the eyes of Shangguan Xiaoyao, the attack that was originally a huge threat has no feeling at this time, he just fanned the wind with a feather fan lightly, and the air wave turned into an ordinary wind and blew the sky.

"Wuya Martial Sage, who has flowed through all ages, has fallen to this point today. Is it really fate or God is overwhelming." Shangguan Xiaoyao waved his feather fan again, and slapped the Wuya Martial Sage who was attacking him with all his strength back to the ground. He looked up to the sky and sighed. "Forget it, soul master battle body, it's your turn to come out."

The battle body of the soul master slowly formed in the air at this time, but there was no trace of it anymore, and each of the eighteen arms was formed with a seal, surrounded by incomparable divinity.

In the end, each of the eight faces appeared slowly, except for the ninth one in the middle, which was slowly condensing like stitches and stitches.

"No! You can't become a god, that's obviously mine! Mine!" Martial Saint Wuya leaped high again, trying to interrupt the evolution of the soul master's battle body.

Shangguan Xiaoyao also sighed helplessly again, and with a light wave of his hand, he stopped his figure in the air: "Give up, your path of cultivation is over here, after all, evil cannot prevail in this world. One day you should understand this path."

When Shangguan Xiaoyao put away his divine power, Wuya Martial Saint's body was already suspended in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao, and the remaining godhead and cultivation base on his body were slowly flowing to the soul master's battle body—even the martial saint's own vitality It is also slowly dissipating.

"If you didn't burn the godhead and soul, maybe you would be the Wuya Martial Saint on the road to becoming a god now, but you made a mistake at the beginning, and if you made a wrong step, every step would be wrong." Shangguan Xiaoyao looked at the young man's face at this time. Gradually aging, and his own twilight face began to restore. "Farewell, Wuya Wusheng."

When the words of Shangguan Xiaoyao fell, Wuya Martial Saint, who had taught five top saints in the mainland and was believed by everyone to be the first ascension to break through the restriction, his body full of thousands of brilliance had turned into bones , fell on the ice sheet.

Shangguan Xiaoyao pointed to the ice field under Wuya Wusheng's bones, and the ice began to melt, slowly freezing the bones inside: "Your great achievements will be judged by future generations, Wuya Wusheng."

(End of this chapter)