Go Alone

The battle continued, and the black sword in Ye Yu's book was constantly waving, and the sword aura exploded from it one after another.

At this time, someone discovered that the black sword in Ye Yu's hand had not been unsheathed yet.

"This... doesn't he think that such a camp is not enough to make his sword unscathed?"

"If so, it would be too arrogant!"

"I don't feel like I've been out of my body, this sword is equally terrifying, not weaker than a good treasure!"

"When you say this, I also found out. Is this a magic weapon?"

"..."

Everyone was talking, but it was more of horror and shock. Ye Yu was too powerful, his sword aura was vertical and horizontal, one by one sword aura beheaded the disciples of Zhenyan Ancient Sect.

Ye Yu's sword tactics are constantly changing, one after another, unpredictable, every sword aura is sharp, cutting away constantly.

On the ground, one practitioner after another lay down, and the blood was stepped on by everyone, like water being stepped on, splashing everywhere.

The practitioners of Zhenyan Ancient Sect kept killing Ye Yu one after another. Their various secret methods are constantly displayed, and the great array is constantly changing. These people were furious, and each of them approached their full strength, and Ye Yu felt the pressure doubled.

Everyone looked at the court, many of them held their breath, and they were also extremely nervous. At this time, many people didn't want Ye Yu to fall.

Everyone is like this. When the weaker side is suppressed by the powerful, everyone will selectively stand on the weaker side. Undoubtedly, Ye Yu at this time is the weaker party.

At this time, they found that even though Ye Yu was struggling at this time and suffered injuries on his body, he was always in awe of fighting spirit and never fell down.

The black sword in his hand, like a lightning that pierced the sky, cut open the bodies of the suppressed ancient teaching disciples time and time again.

No matter what emotions they had for Ye Yu before, whether they were friends or foes, everyone admired them at this moment.

"Ye Yu, just catch it!" someone shouted.

Ye Yu stood in the rain of blood, his body was full of blood, some from his wounds, and some from his opponents.

"You are not qualified enough to let me catch it!"

Ye Yu looked at them, and the Big Five Elements Sword burst out again. This time, after the flames burst out, the golden and bright big golden sword burst out, and the raindrops all over the sky came out continuously, and the heavy rain sword also cut out.

The raindrops burst down, like a sharp sword with a sharp handle, constantly killing the disciples of Zhenyan Gujiao.

With constant wailing, Ye Yu's move came out and killed dozens of practitioners alive, including ten saint children.

Many people who watched this scene had scalp numbness, Ye Yu was too powerful, to the point where they could not imagine.

Because of these people, two Taoist realms were also killed by his move.

"Big Five Elements Sword!" Many people muttered to themselves, it was really hard to understand.

The supernatural powers evolved from one hundred eight thousand swords are already one of the top supernatural powers. But this big five-element sword is no less than one hundred eight thousand swords, and even stronger. How difficult is it for a person to realize a magical power? But he mastered two, and each of them reached the point of perfection.

Mo Wushang stood there and looked at Ye Yu scorchingly. He knew that his junior would not be easy. I never thought it would be so extraordinary.

He thought about himself, if he only relied on his combat power, could he be Ye Yu's opponent?

With this kind of thinking, his heart trembled.

"Kill him!" Mo Wushang shouted suddenly. At this time, he didn't want to catch Ye Yu, and directly ordered these people to kill.

Mo Wushang's eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Zhenyan Gujiao disciples without expression. Even though a lot of people had died at this moment, he still didn't change his color, just gave the command to attack.

"I want to kill you too!"

Ye Yu opened his mouth and slashed out with a sword. This sword fell on a saint son. This saint son's expression changed drastically, and his strength burst to the extreme. At the same time, the weapon stood in front of him. This is a magic weapon. He hopes to block this Recruit a life.

But when the sword qi came, the **** soldier was shattered like tofu, and the fragments flew directly into his body, and the sound of the meat was clearly visible, but he had no time to pain, and the sword qi directly cut him off.

He looked at the broken body, screamed again and again, unwilling to bear the raging sword energy into the body.

He looked at Ye Yu with hatred, but Ye Yu didn't pay attention to him at all, and walked directly in front of him, holding a black sword to kill others.

The wailing became more and more, and Ye Yu had already killed nearly two hundred people. He is like a **** of war in blood, holding a long sword dripping blood, constantly killing.

Hundreds of people are very strong, and the formation of them is also very strong. But Ye Yu continued to be beheaded one by one!

Xueyan stood on the high platform. She watched this scene and watched Ye Yu's continuous charge, approaching the high platform step by step.

Ye Yu's bleeding wound had begun to scab to stop the bleeding, and his dancing sword made the sky and the earth rippling with sword energy.

Xueyan stood there without saying a word, only his eyes fell on Ye Yu.

Master Zhenyan stood there, his face getting more and more gloomy. He couldn't think that it would be such a result. He wanted to test and sharpen his disciples, but he didn't want so many elites to die.

How could he be so strong? The big formation cooperated with hundreds of disciples, enough to easily suppress him, but the result?

Master Zhenyan found that the effect of their big formation was really limited, and it didn't have the effect it should have at all. This young man can find the weakness of the big array every time he makes a shot.

There was constant fighting in the field, and Ye Yu's movements were also a bit slow. The repeated killings made him equally uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he killed a lot of people, and the offensive was not as violent as before. Even... some practitioners of Zhenyan Gujiao were timid.

The practitioners of Zhenyan Gujiao even waited for Mo Wushang’s order to retreat, but Mo Wushang obviously had no such plans. In fact, these practitioners also understood that hundreds of people couldn’t hold Ye Yu, so Zhen Yangu Teach how to raise your head? At this time, it is no return!

Therefore, only if they kill Ye Yu can they find some face.

After thinking about this, these people roared and tried their best again, slamming Ye Yu away with secret methods, and evolving various killer moves.

Ye Yu still carried the sword aura with the black sword, and one hundred and eight thousand swords gushed out again, the sword aura was awe-inspiring, rippling out again and again.

And just when Ye Yu's one hundred eighty thousand swords took the lives of more than ten practitioners, and one hundred eighty thousand swords were wiped out.

A voice suddenly rang: "It's time to end!"

The sound was not loud, but I saw two cultivators, they showed supernatural powers, and at the same time they blasted away towards Ye Yu, swift and terrifying, with monstrous might, and slashing.

"Qing Tianhao, Pandongliu!"

Countless people exclaimed that the two top ten outstanding figures unexpectedly attacked Ye Yu at this time. Each of these is Ye Yu's existence at the same level, and is Ye Yu's archenemy.

But now he actually sneaked towards Ye Yu in the war. How did this make Ye Yu resist?

"Despicable!" Some practitioners couldn't help cursing.

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