battle master

Chapter 789 Your face...is nothing!

"You are wrong in itself, and you are still clamoring here, your excellency is too presumptuous!"

There was an ancient old man who stood up slowly, his skin was like dry ground, layers of folds appeared, and he was clearly a living fossil-like figure whose blood gate was almost closed.

but.

On top of the old man's physique, but following his words, a supreme divine power erupted in an instant, and he stretched out his hand towards Wu Yangyu with incomparable contempt.

This is a monarch-level powerhouse in Dongyang Palace. It has existed for a long time. With his identity, he is clearly an elder-level figure in Dongyang Palace. He should not have made a move, but facing Xu Jue who was locked by Wu Yangyu, He didn't hesitate anymore, and got up directly.

"boom!"

The old man made a move, the palm of his hand was like the sky, and the surging power almost covered it to the extreme, trying to cover up all the power of Wu Yangyu's bombardment.

"Can you stop it?"

Wu Yangyu gave a cold shout, his eyes shot out like lightning, his body was like a dragon, and the blood energy in his body shot out, turning into crazy columns of blood energy.

Behind the back, it evolved into a pure land, as if a supreme Buddha was born, and he raised his hands and transformed his fists.

The powerful light spread out, and the fist marks seemed to be promoting the evolution of the sun and the moon, and the space between the blows and blows was more than cracked.

"puff……"

The old man's handprints were smashed into pieces in an instant, his face was full of horror, and the storm-like power in front of him radiated out, without giving him any chance to breathe, it rushed towards him impressively.

In an instant.

Blood gushed from the old man's mouth, his body was thrown out heavily, and the blood energy in his body was once again depleted to the extreme, and the wisps of blood energy were weakened even more.

"You are presumptuous!"

Seeing this scene, the disciple of Dongyang Palace immediately became furious, even more startled, and angrily reprimanded him, the mighty power from his body radiated, and he already charged towards Wu Yangyu.

"Chichichi..."

In the surrounding space, shadows covered and intertwined, and it was clear that there was a strong man who killed the emperor.

The Emperor Killing Sect is itself a sect that likes to assassinate. Under the means at this time, it seems to fit perfectly with that space, and the disciples under the king cannot easily detect it at all.

"Presumptuous? Hahaha... As an elder of the sect, it is shameless enough to attack the younger generation, but now he calls me presumptuous, it's really funny!"

While Wu Yangyu stepped on the ground and moved, his eyes still radiated a frost-like light, and locked onto Xu Jue firmly.

Since Wu Yangyu devoured his own demonic nature, although Wu Yangyu's personality has not really changed, but there are still some changes in his style.

The current him even revealed his identity, put aside his relationship with God Fighting Sect, and used his methods more and more without scruples.

"Bang bang bang!"

a time.

His power is exuded to the extreme, and the shadows of the fists seem to be singing like Buddha, sacred and immortal, between opening and closing, even if he didn't use his own [Tianlong Suppressing Prison Fist], it is still enough Shock the ten directions.

Formidable power, fist marks, fist marks, and hand marks are constantly intertwined, and all the shackles hit are constantly shattered.

"puff!"

"Crack!"

There were bursts of painful screams, the sound of blood spurting, and the sound of the cracking of the flesh, spreading continuously.

There was a strong man under his fist, like a heavy blow from a mountain of gods, his body was completely cracked, and a large piece of flesh and blood was severely shattered, revealing his broken muscles and bones.

Although the Emperor Killing Sect and Dongyang Palace were extraordinary, Wu Yangyu had never been afraid of them at all. The current battle was just a small fight, and it was absolutely impossible for the high-level sect to deal with them.

The elders of Dongyang Palace already violated the rules by taking action, so now Wu Yangyu is not worried at all that any high-level sect will take action against him.

"Chong!"

Suddenly, a sharp edge flickered in front of Wu Yangyu.

It was a dark sharp edge, like a demon snake from hell swallowing a snake letter, its fangs flickering, tearing fiercely.

The disciple of Emperor Slayer finally appeared.

Those who killed the emperor had been waiting for the opportunity, and now, the opportunity finally came, at the moment Wu Yangyu made a move, they quickly and cunningly tore at Wu Yangyu's body.

At this moment, Wu Yangyu was forcibly locked in all directions in all directions. The sharp and terrifying aura immediately locked the space around him completely, making it difficult for Wu Yangyu to move even an inch, and even faced the attack of that sharp edge.

"Clang clang!"

The blade strikes, the shadows cover.

Wu Yangyu's body seemed to be bathed in that darkness, her entire body's aura was firmly trapped, and there was no way for her to escape.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Both Yang Su and Xu Jue stared at this scene together, their eyes flashed with madness, wishing to tear Wu Yangyu to pieces at this time.

"Dead!"

After seeing such a scene, everyone secretly sighed in their hearts.

At this time, Wu Yangyu was besieged by so many powerful people, unless there was a high-ranking monarch who could break the shackles, otherwise, he could only be trapped to death.

of course.

As a member of God Fighting Sect, Wu Yangyu, even the people from Emperor Killing Sect and Dongyang Palace couldn't fight to tear apart the possibility of killing Wu Yangyu here. However, the opening of the God's Secret Realm is very close. Well, if Wu Yangyu was seriously injured, he would basically be abolished.

Therefore, Wu Yangyu's situation can be described as precarious.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, amidst the crowd secretly sighing, a long howl sounded fiercely like the roar of a blue dragon.

The sound was rolling, resounding through the sky like thunder.

I saw that in the heavy sharp shadow light, a hand was struck out fiercely. This hand was as white as jade, but it carried an inexplicable sharp aura.

As if, this is not a hand, but a peerless sword.

"Break mountains and rivers with one palm!"

The low groan spread again.

That palm seemed to be wrapped in divine light, and its tyrannical sharpness was like a divine weapon from Kaifeng, exuding heavenly power, and it was like a domineering sword, cutting off the shackles of the galaxy in all directions.

"boom"

The saber slashed and fell, and the entire space trembled because of it. In the center, it even turned into the eye of a storm, wreaking havoc and spinning in it, forming endless twisted traces.

"Crack!"

"Pumppump!"

Just in an instant, muffled groans and painful screams spread uncontrollably.

All the disciples who came from the siege felt a sharp pain in their bodies, and then their physical bodies flew upside down crazily, with blood flying all over their bodies and bones shooting out, especially for a few of them. , and even his physical body almost collapsed, and he fell on the impact, directly losing his combat power.

"boom!"

The shadows dispersed, and Wu Yangyu's body stepped out. His eyes radiated a crazy light. Under the background of the ferocious bronze mask, he looked like a demon god from hell. His eyes were covered with burning The light crackled, and the fighting spirit looked down upon the world!
"how is this possible?!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Jue was completely dumbfounded, and Yang Su's body began to tremble crazily, and a strong sense of fear began to grow in his heart.

"now you!"

Wu Yangyu stared at Xu Jue coldly, his voice was blowing towards his face like the cold winter wind.

"Pong!"

While speaking, he leaned forward, raised his palms, and made a fist, ready to suppress him.

The fist prints were gathered together, concealed but not released, but the power in them had already begun to vent crazily, with a look of contempt, locked onto Xu Jue's body fiercely.

Fear, timidity, regret... All kinds of emotions appeared in Xu Jue's heart. Now he has already regretted it very much. God knows that Wu Yangyu will be so powerful, and that tyrannical posture that shakes the sky with his gestures is simply like A nightmare emerged in his heart.

"enough!"

Seeing that Wu Yangyu's power was about to radiate, a slightly deep and cold voice came out at this moment.

In that distance, a figure sat in it, his eyes slowly looked towards this side.

The person who spoke had a handsome face and a slender body. Suddenly, a dusty aura rushed towards his face, making people dare not underestimate him.

The one who spoke was none other than Tian Xing, the young director of the Great Sacred Palace.

"Brother Ren, save me!"

Xu Jue, who was still terrified, finally came to his senses and yelled at Ren Tianxing.

"Hmph... give me some face for today's matter, let's go!"

Ren Tianxing didn't pay attention to Xu Jue, and even didn't look at Wu Yangyu, his voice came out slowly, but there was an unquestionable tone in it.

"hey-hey……"

These words made Xia Liu, the fat man behind Wu Yangyu, sneer slightly.

Others don't know about Wu Yangyu, but he is very familiar with it. That Wu Yangyu is a master who will not take hard things. Xu Jue and Yang Su designed him, but Ren Tianxing can't just say a word and give up.

However, the rest of the people were not aware of all this, and many sect disciples had already begun to watch this scene with great interest.

The Dasheng Palace is not comparable to a fallen sect like the Emperor Killing Sect, let alone the Dongyang Palace. It is a terrifying sect that has passed on for a long time.

The background is terrifying and powerful, and the relationship between Dasheng Palace and the same ancient sect, Jiuxuan Taishang Sect is very close. Against the backdrop of the two sects, Ren Tianxing's identity cannot be underestimated.

"Your face? Let it go?"

really.

Just as the fat Xia Liu had guessed, Wu Yangyu was wearing a mask, making it impossible for people to see through his true face, but there was a touch of weirdness in that voice.

"boom!"

in vain.

As soon as his words fell, his figure was already crushed like a mountain, and his fists were released. In the shocked eyes of everyone, he moved heavily towards Xu Jue's body, and suppressed it...

next moment.

Xu Jue's body slammed out blood and flesh, and at the same time, a cold voice came out:

"Your face... is nothing!"

(End of this chapter)