battle master

Chapter 961 Killing starts!

boom!
The galaxy hangs upside down, evolving into endless sharp lights and shadows.

All over the sky.

Tempered by the power of the stars, a big sword interweaves out along the way, transforming into a boundless momentum of killing, and submerging in front of everyone impressively.

"Crack!"

The sound of broken bones spread instantly.

Another disciple of the Nine Xuan Taishangzong was cut off at the waist, and blood flowed like a spring of blood.

"Wu Yangyu! You are too deceitful! We didn't kill the giant tower, you have the ability to find the person who did it!"

There was a disciple whose eyes were about to split open, roared angrily, and his face was constantly distorted, filled with endless hatred.

"You... have participated!"

"puff!"

Behind Wu Yangyu, it seems that a huge star kingdom has evolved, which is the expression of [Kingdom of Falling Heaven] pushed horizontally to the extreme, and ancient weapons one after another are constantly emerging from it.

The saber energy was vertical and horizontal, and there was a huge war knife tens of meters long, exuding brilliant power, and directly smashed the roaring disciple to pieces.

The afterimage is like a bubble, looming in the void.

Every time Wu Yangyu flickered, he took away one statue after another of the disciples of the Nine Profound Supreme Sect, mercilessly taking their lives.

Hate, anger, roar, curse!
Wu Yangyu never cared about all kinds of voices and emotions.

Because, in his heart, these emotions at this moment are stronger than anyone else's.

The combat power of these disciples is actually not weak, on the contrary, they are extremely powerful.

after all.

It has been a long time in this God's Secret Realm, and the disciples who have survived to the present are all the best among them, even among the sects, they belong to the top stream, and [-]% of the characters are Belonging to the status of the Son of God.

They got the opportunity, accepted the inheritance, and their strength has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to before.

pity.

This time, they met Wu Yangyu.

It's just the display of [Fighting Heaven Kingdom], this line of disciples, the people who were killed turned their backs on their backs, wherever they went, blood was stained red, and large pieces of minced meat and bones withered in it.

puff!puff!puff!
His power is like flying.

In the center of the eyebrows, the power of the gods evolved, and in the center of the eyebrows, the eyes of the oracle, like the eyes of gods, locked on every disciple present, but in the blink of an eye, one after another, the fleshy bodies fell powerlessly.

The moment they fell, the distorted, angry, and crazy expressions still appeared on their faces.

not only that.

Before they were about to die, there was more regret in those eyes that gradually faded away.

If they knew their end before this, they would definitely not choose to participate in this siege team.

but.

Everything in the world can be changed, only life is only once, no matter how remorseful they are, they can't change the ending of their death.

this moment.

Within a kilometer radius, blood stained the ground and soaked everything here.

Wu Yangyu stood there indifferently, without any mercy in his heart.

He regretted it in his heart.

He regretted why he didn't kill Jiuxuan Taishangzong at the beginning. If he had been more ruthless at the beginning, I am afraid that Jiuxuan Taishangzong would not have a chance to attack senior brother Juque.

"laugh!"

in vain.

Wu Yangyu's eyes moved slightly.

The eyes that shone with scarlet light, like the eyes of a demon god, stared fiercely into the void.

There seemed to be nothing there.

but.

Strands of mysterious fluctuations disappeared like a frightened deer like lightning.

"Divine thoughts..."

Relying on the oracle's eyes, Wu Yangyu has already captured the source of the fluctuation. It is someone who is using his divine sense to spy here. However, with the aura of these people, it is not the goal that participated in besieging Juque and blocking him. Obviously, , they were just watching a show.

"Huh...huh...what a scary guy!"

Two hundred miles away.

Several figures flashed out in a state of embarrassment, their mouths were panting heavily, and their faces were filled with fear, one of them couldn't help crying out.

"This Wu Yangyu is really frightening. How secretive is my divine sense, he was able to see through it. Just now, if we hadn't dodged in time, I'm afraid he would really have attacked us."

Beside the other party, there were also disciples, and they said with panic.

"Beheading is not enough, but it should be possible to beat him violently. This time, Wu Yangyu's attack was different from the past. The method of killing did not hesitate at all. In the past, the sect that had enmity with him, he could at most It’s just a lesson, or it’s seriously injured, it’s rare to kill them like this!”

In the communication between the group of people, they no longer dared to use their spiritual sense to pry half a point...

kill!bloodthirsty!Fierce!
In just ten days, it passed quietly!

but.

During these ten days, the entire Mystic Realm of God seemed to be suppressed by a boundless giant beast, and there was a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere in all places.

somewhere in the mountains.

Dozens of figures stood there quietly.

in front of them.

A group of six corpses lay in it in extremely broken condition.

The blood on their bodies had already been drained, and the flesh and blood were completely withered, but the expressions of fear and anger could already be seen clearly on their faces.

"The disciples of the Emperor Slaughter Sect... What a ruthless method. These are the six powerful monarchs. In the outside world, they belong to the top class. With the background of the Emperor Slaughter Sect, it takes a lot of money to cultivate a disciple of the Emperor Sect. It's a small price, now, in terms of the number of Wu Yangyu beheaded, the entire Emperor Slaughter Sect is almost wiped out here."

The one who spoke was a man in black ancient armor.

His body was filled with a heaven-smashing power, like a god of war in ancient times, vast, boundless, and extremely terrifying. The ancient black armor flashed wisps of gloomy light from time to time, as if to kill this One side of the land is completely covered.

He stood with his hands behind his back. Although the aura on his body had not been released, the powerful fluctuations still could not be completely covered, like a demon god from the ancient era, falling into a deep sleep.

And on his face, a mask of ghosts and gods is covered in it, making it impossible to see through his true face, only a pair of dark eyes flashing with hostile light patterns from time to time.

Not just him.

The strength of each of the dozens of figures present is extraordinary and refined, with breath like the sky.

They stood there, as if they were warriors of gods and demons in the ancient times. The terrifying aura was enough to make the creatures within a radius of a hundred miles tremble.

Among this group of people, there is a figure, the most abrupt.

This is the figure of a woman, her figure is extremely graceful, and the curves of her delicate body are outlined, giving people a dark, charming but cold and profound visual sense.

Although the other party's face was covered by a layer of chaotic and blurred light and shadow, if Wu Yangyu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the other party. It was Bei Mingxue, a disciple of Jiuyou Palace who had a complicated relationship with him!

And the identity of this group of people is also ready to be revealed, obviously they are His Highnesses and disciples in Jiuyou Palace.

"Jie Jie Jie... Just kill him. An ant like Wu Yang Yu is simply looking for death. If he has some strength, he thinks that no one in the world can suppress him, so he should die!"

In the crowd, there was a voice that couldn't help coming out. In those words, the strong hatred was completely vented. This person turned out to be the Sixth Highness who was almost killed by Wu Yangyu. His Highness Six was already feeling resentful.

"Sixth, shut up!"

in vain.

The man in black armor shouted loudly.

His identity is the second person of the Nine Nether Palace, and he has obtained one of the most treasures of the Nine Nether Palace, the Dark Demon Armor. His strength and status are naturally beyond ordinary people's imagination, so he is naturally qualified to scold His Highness the Sixth Highness.

"Snapped!"

Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, a loud slap slapped hard on the cheek of His Highness Sixth.

"boom!"

The power contained in this slap was extremely terrifying, and the body of His Highness the Sixth Highness was sent flying a hundred meters away.

"His life can only be mine...I will kill anyone who dares to kill him except me!"

The voice was extremely cold, like the murmur of a dark demon spirit, but it exuded a boundless killing intent, slowly echoing in this space.

The Sixth Highness, who was a hundred meters away, had a gloomy expression for a while, staring fiercely at the graceful figure who made the attack, and the fierceness in his eyes flickered from time to time.

However, soon, he seemed to think of something, the light in his eyes was replaced by fear, and he stopped making a sound for an instant...

the same moment.

In that thousands of miles away.

Wu Yangyu's figure slowly fell to the ground like a dream.

In front of him, a mountain of flesh and blood appeared.

Blood flowed like a river, and there was a sound of pain and madness, struggling feebly.

It was a young man with broken muscles and bones.

The young man's face is quite handsome, and if he was outside, he would naturally be regarded as a hero. Unfortunately, at this moment, that handsome face is only distorted and ferocious:

"Wu Yangyu...you are doomed! You are doomed! This time, you have caused a catastrophe, and no one can protect you! There are so many sects, and you have killed so many sect disciples. In this secret realm, even if there are rules among the sects, they will definitely not be able to protect you! Our Great Saint Palace will never stop dying with you!"

"Pong!"

A hand came out condensedly, and smashed it hard, and the breath of the latter completely dissipated.

Wu Yangyu stared at the other party expressionlessly, but the murderous intent in his eyes continued unabated.

"Cough, cough, cough... there are only a few sects left, but Master Gui still hasn't found the most critical information about the black saber."

in the void.

The black thief poked its head out cautiously, and said with a smile.

"Hmm... Next, which sect's turn is it?"

Wu Yangyu glanced at this guy and asked casually.

"Next, Tianshu Holy Land!"

(End of this chapter)