battle master

Chapter 968 Battle!
Qingtian Sword Sect!

These four words are a symbol!
It symbolizes strength, symbolizes fear!
The way of the sword itself has power beyond ordinary martial arts, and the movement of the sword light can smash the sky and the sea of ​​stars.

As for the Qingtian Sword Sect, it is even more outstanding among the Sword Dao sects, and even its inheritance has surpassed ordinary sects, crossed the ancient times, and directly caught up with the ancient times.

With such a long history, its foundation is no less inferior than that of the unclean sect.

According to the rumors, the Qingtian Sword Sect has the status and strength to command a hundred thousand Sword Sects, and its background and terrifying power are not weaker than the unclean Da Sect!

Facing the appearance of Qingtian Jianzong, the scene suddenly became stagnant, and many people clearly showed a hint of playfulness in the expressions on their faces when they looked at the background of the two parties.

original.

The sect that was crusading against Wu Yangyu, in terms of strength and background, was completely capable of suppressing the Fighting God Sect. After all, the appearance of the unclean sect was enough to allow too many Zen sects to join in.

but now.

The appearance of the Qingtian Sword Sect can command the disciples of the Sword Sect. As far as the head of the Sword Sect is concerned, the advantage of the Unclean Sect this time no longer exists.

No one expected that the God of Fighting Sect would invite out such a giant as Qingtian Sword Sect without making a sound. With such an ally, many forces who were eyeing the God of Fighting Sect became wary , Changed a lot of ideas.

"Wu Yangyu...you are Wu Yangyu!"

The brilliance of the pupils of Birth and Death flowed, like a star that was falling into annihilation and recovery, and the divine light flickered, bringing with it an infinitely majestic spirit.

However, in that voice exuded a bone-chilling chill, and indistinctly, a murderous aura shot out.

"Brother, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Wu Yangyu completely ignored this guy, and slowly saluted Yuchang and the others.

Looking at the people present, there was a lot of gratitude in his heart.

The sects of Qingyao Sect, Tianyang Temple, Sword God Mansion, Poshan Sect, Amitabha Sect, Tianzen Sect, etc. all came to help, and he naturally remembered such affection in his heart.

Being able to bear the pressure brought by the unclean bulk and come to help, this is a very important feeling!

This time.

Regarding Qingtian Sword Sect, it was not actually invited by him, but entirely because of Fan Prajna.

Who would have expected that this little girl could invite such a behemoth without making a sound.

"It doesn't matter, Yang Yu, no matter who it is today, if we attack you today, it is absolutely impossible for us, the God of Fighting Sect, to ignore it. The God of Fighting Sect has existed forever, so we have never been afraid of anyone! This point, even the Zen sect can't do it!"

Yuchang shouted loudly, with a clanging voice, with an indomitable spirit, especially after the fall of the giant tower, Yuchang's mentality has also undergone a huge change. Such a strong posture is something that Yuchang did not have in the past .

"I, Wu Yangyu, thank you again for today's matter!"

Slowly nodding, Wu Yangyu thanked everyone present again.

"Wu Yangyu! You are guilty!"

Shengmi yelled again in a low voice, and there was clearly strong displeasure in that voice.

"I want to ask... what is my crime?"

Staring at the birth and death coldly, Wu Yangyu's tone was very indifferent.

For the people of the Zen sect, he really couldn't have much affection. The Pure Land sect was like this at the beginning, and they blindly attacked him. Secondly, in the battle not long ago, the Zen sect even contributed eight treasures, trying to use others It is well known that he kept fighting to find the murderer who killed Ju Que.

The Zen sect contributed the most precious treasure at this time, and its heart can be punished!

"Killing my Zen disciples, taking away my Zen treasures, and even daring to cultivate with the secret techniques of the Buddha's way, all your deeds are shameful and despicable. Now, you dare not plead guilty. You really think that someone will give you Back up, can you ignore all of this?"

Sheng Mie's eyes were like knives, locked on Wu Yangyu fiercely, that posture, the killing intent shot out, there was no cover up.

"Hmm... If you want to entrust the Amitabha sect's secret technique to someone to practice, do you still need to ask for your uncle's consent?"

Cold.

Before Wu Yangyu could answer, Fan Banruo at the side spoke quietly.

Swish!
Face!

Crazy slap in the face!
Fan Prajna doesn't talk much, but he has a heart in every word.

Only at this time did the people present realize that the way of the Buddha that Wu Yangyu performed was actually passed down by the Amitabha sect.

"Hey, it's fun now."

Among the standing strong men around, someone said with a voice transmission.

In the voice, there is no shortage of gloating tone.

after all.

There are not a few people who are unhappy to see the unclean bulk.

"you!"

After these words fell, the sound of birth and death stopped abruptly, and his face turned ashen.

He never expected that the Buddha's way in Wu Yangyu would have such a history, just as Fan Prajna said, the other party's Amitabha sect and their unclean sect are indistinguishable in power, although their unclean sect can command all Zen sects, But the power and background of Amitabha Sect are not inferior to them.

Even more so in terms of appeal.

Under such conditions, the Amitabha sect wanted to teach Wu Yangyu the secret art, and they really didn't have the right to ask about it.

"How daring and ignorant it is to impart the incomparably precious mystic technique of the Buddha's way to such a despicable person as Wu Yangyu!"

Life and death almost screamed through gnashing of teeth.

The slap in the face this time really made it difficult for him to step down.

"My master is Mi E...you can ask him!"

however.

Just as the words of birth and death were finished, Fan Prajna's voice came out again.

"you!!"

Crazy!crazy!
now.

Almost everyone could see that on the face of birth and death, there were already many ferocious veins.

If possible, the life at this moment definitely wants to slap Brahman Prajna to death.

As a disciple of the Unclean School, one of the best, with the status of birth and death, how could he not know what the name of Mi Evil represents.

That is an extremely terrifying character, not to mention his unpredictable strength, but also an astonishingly ruthless existence.

He can be sure.

If he really took this matter to find Na Mi E, he would 100% be slapped to death by the other party!

"Pfft!"

Immediately, under Fan Prajna's magical mending knife, the surrounding strongmen could no longer hold back, and some even couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Senior Brother Sheng Mie has a good temperament, so he is naturally no match for these sharp-tongued people, Wu Yangyu... The expression of the way you practiced the Buddha way is judged by your sect. Today, you are guilty of more than one crime. You wantonly killed many people. The disciples of the sect even seized the treasure of the Zen sect...everything you have done, one after another, is all methods that even the demons dare not touch, today, you need to give me an explanation!"

In Tianshu Holy Land, Son of Heaven slowly appeared, and his voice resounded through the sky, bombarding like thunder.

"Yes, give me an explanation!"

"Wu Yangyu, you beheaded and killed my disciple of Ghost God Palace, you must die today!"

Bursts of angry reprimands spread again.

Facing the roar of the crowd, the hostility in Wu Yangyu's heart kept rising.

"Really, if you want to fight, then fight... If you don't fight, is it interesting for you to keep talking?"

Never thought.

At this moment, there was a voice that could not be restrained.

The person who spoke was digging his ears helplessly, and there was a clear expression of impatience on his face.

this person.

It was Qing Tian Jianzong who was invited by Fan Prajna to help out as the head disciple.

Along the way, Wu Yangyu also got to know this person a little bit. The name of the other person is Wang Xuance, who belongs to No.1 of the younger generation in Qingtian Sword Sect.

Although Wu Yangyu didn't know much about Wang Xuance, the other party really liked Wu Yangyu at this time.

Especially that stalking kung fu is so perfect that even the faces of the opposite Zhuqiang who attracted it have been distorted to the extreme.

"That's right, if you want to fight, you can fight, talk so much nonsense, there is a bird!"

In Wu Yangyu's team, there was a voice again, but the voice was really familiar, and even had a hint of obscenity.

With the opening of the oracle's eye, Wu Yangyu had already seen the owner who spoke, it was the black thief turtle.

but.

He didn't stop.

just now.

His heart was full of anger, and he was already very upset.

"That's right, beep beep again and we'll be leaving. Everyone is very busy, how can I have so much time to listen to your nonsense!"

Driven by the black turtle, no matter it was the Tianyang Temple or the Poshan Sect, they also shouted angrily.

"Stubborn! It seems that I can't be kind today!"

The aura slowly diffused out of Shengmie, and behind him, visions of Buddhas kept looming, as if they were about to burst out at any moment.

"kill!"

at the same time.

Ye Tianzi also stared at the crowd coldly, and let out a long howl.

"boom!"

Killing intent, completely burst out!

"war!"

In Yuchang's hand, there was a sword light that could cut through the sun and the moon, and it shot out across the sky, splitting a unparalleled sword energy, and roared in the same way not to be outdone.

"Pong!"

The confrontation of momentum, the confrontation of energy, the venting of power, the intertwining of phenomena...

The battle is fully started!
"Chong!"

Wu Yangyu was the first to bear the brunt, his eyes locked on a group of figures.

These people were exactly the disciples of the sect who participated in the siege of Juque.

"Wu Yangyu... die!"

Ye Tianzi swung out, and a mysterious rune vision was quickly born behind him. The evolution of the vision was like a mysterious portal, and within it, a sword light emerged rapidly.

Thousands of sword lights gathered like a river, and they slashed heavily towards Wu Yangyu.

"Roar!"

Behind Wu Yangyu, the vision of five divine beasts roared out, a tiger claw shattered several figures, and at the moment when he felt the boundless sword intent, ten mouths burst out.

"boom!"

The energy bombardment shattered all directions!
The figures of the two, like two torrents, engulfed with endless power, erupted madly above the sky.

fighting.

Incomparably tragic.

But in an instant, a strong man fell here.

Also at the same moment.

On the fallen corpse, the black turtle who was sweeping happily couldn't help but narrow its eyes:
"It's strange, the breath of this place...why doesn't it feel right!"

(End of this chapter)