Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

"If you come out to fight me, that's fine. If you don't dare to come out, you are a coward, a coward without balls. When you travel in the wilds, you will bow down to me without hesitation when you see my disciples!"

Wei Hu was very arrogant. In addition to his magical power at the peak of the Golden Immortal, his physical body was also extremely terrifying, not inferior to his magical power.

The combination of the two gave Wei Hu unparalleled strength. The average peak of the Golden Immortal was no match for Yu Hua.

In Sishui Pass, Yu Hua gritted his teeth and made a crackling sound.

"Wei Hu, you are bullying me too much. If you don't send him to the Conferred God List, I will take his surname."

"Teacher, Yu Hua wants to fight."

Yu Hua's fighting spirit was soaring that he wanted to rush out and fight Wei Hu for three hundred rounds.

Yu Yuan's face was also livid, "Go, you must send Wei Hu to the Conferred God List."

"Yes."

Immediately, Yu Hua flew out and confronted Wei Hu in mid-air.

Wei Hu glanced at Yu Hua calmly, "It was you who killed my junior brothers Han Dulong and Xue Ehu?"

"Oh?"

Yu Hua pretended to be very surprised, "What Han Dulong, Xue Ehu, I only killed two unknown people, it's hard to imagine that they were the third generation disciples of the Chan Sect."

"You!"

Wei Hu was furious, no longer saying any more nonsense, and directly picked up the demon-subduing pestle and smashed it at Yu Hua.

Yu Hua's cultivation was not inferior to Wei Hu at all, and he waved the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand and slapped it directly.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar sounded, Yu Hua retreated ten steps, and Wei Hu retreated five steps.

In fact, in terms of magic power, Yu Hua was not inferior to Wei Hu at all, but in terms of physical body, he was not as good.

Yu Hua's face was slightly pale, and his face became more serious. This Wei Hu had some skills, much stronger than Han Dulong and Xue Ehu.

The two of them separated and united, and they fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant.

After hundreds of rounds, Wei Hu showed a grim smile on his face. Yu Hua's strength was not very good. Today, he was determined to kill Yu Hua and avenge his two junior brothers.

The battle reached a white-hot stage. At this moment, Yu Hua had an idea, and the Soul-Killing Banner behind him flew out violently, releasing a large amount of black gas, spreading towards Wei Hu.

This black gas can absorb a person's true soul and spirit. Once absorbed, even Taiyi Jinxian will be unable to resist and will die in an instant.

Wei Hu obviously knew the power of the Soul-Killing Banner in Yu Hua's hand. Fear flashed across his face, and his body suddenly rushed back.

At the same time, he waved the demon-subduing treasure pestle in his hand, releasing bursts of golden light to disperse the black gas.

In the Soul-Killing Banner, black gas was continuously released, and soon most of the sky was dyed black, and it was pitch dark.

At this moment, a touch of blood flew out from behind Yu Hua and stabbed Wei Hu fiercely.

But Wei Hu was prepared. There was a sound of metal collision, and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was directly bounced out.

Wei Hu had already rushed out of the range covered by the Soul-Slaying Banner.

He held the Demon-Subduing Treasure Pestle tightly in both hands, staring at Yu Hua with a smile on his face, "That's all you can do? Then you'd better surrender quickly. Maybe I can give you a quick death."

Before Wei Hu went down the mountain, he had studied Yu Hua carefully and knew his methods very well. He was prepared in advance, so he naturally had the upper hand.

The Xiqi army was full of cheers, gongs and drums were loud, and it was very lively.

Yu Hua's mouth corners slightly raised, "Isn't it too early to be happy?"

After saying that, Yu Hua stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and saw that the wind and clouds above Wei Hu's head suddenly changed, and a transparent needle-like object fell down fiercely and pierced into Wei Hu's thunder.

"Ah!"

Wei Hu screamed, and his soul was almost instantly shattered!

On Mount Shouyang, the Investiture of the Gods shone brightly, and a great pulling force came, pulling Wei Hu's true spirit out of his body and taking it to Mount Shouyang.

In the Xiqi army, Taoist Master Daoxing was stunned, but soon, his face changed suddenly, and he flew into the air in an instant, slapping Yu Hua with a palm.

The power of the peak of Taiyi Jinxian was poured out without reservation, vowing to kill Yu Hua with a palm.

Then he turned around suddenly, and great magic power surged out, dragging Wei Hu's true spirit.

But the power of the Investiture of the Gods was not something Taoist Master Daoxing could contend with!

His obstruction did not have any effect, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Hu's true spirit had disappeared.

Yu Hua used hidden means to forcefully kill Wei Hu, killing him with one blow. He was in the weakest state at this time, and was no match for Taoist Master Daoxing. He quickly asked for help, "Master, save me!"

"Tao Xing Taoist Master, do you really think that I have no one left in Jiejiao?"

On the top of Sishui Pass, Yu Yuan flew out fiercely, smashed the palm print of Daoxing with a punch, and then landed on the top of the city with Yu Hua steadily.

"Yu Yuan, you are here too!"

Tao Xing Taoist Master looked ugly, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Good, then today I will send you and your disciples to the Conferred God List together."

"Uncle Daoxing, you should talk less. It's okay to bully the weak, but my nephew didn't take it lightly. If I accidentally hurt you, don't blame me."

Yu Yuan looked calm. It was a joke that a mere Taoist Master Daoxing wanted to fight him!

"You are looking for death!"

Daoxing Zhenren was furious. Yu Yuan's words were clearly mocking him for bullying the weak and not being a disciple of a saint.

Daoxing Zhenren waved his hand, and another magic pestle flew out of his hand and hit Yu Yuan fiercely.

Daoxing Zhenren was not Wei Hu. He was a peak Taiyi Jinxian. He was really powerful. With one pestle, space collapsed. The power was so great that it was like a mountain pressing down on one's head.

But Yu Yuan looked at it and treated it as nothing. He had not spent so many years on Jin'ao Island in vain. This muscular body was indestructible!

Yu Yuan stretched out his hand and directly grasped Daoxing Zhenren's demon-subduing treasure pestle in mid-air. He pulled it hard, and Daoxing Zhenren staggered and was pulled far away by this huge force!

"Damn, this guy is so strong, his physical body is not inferior to his realm."

Daoxing Zhenren looked ugly and cursed secretly, what kind of monsters are the Jiejiao!

Let's not talk about Zhao Gongming, he has long been unfathomable, comparable to the old quasi-saints.

And Duobao, Jinling, Wudang, Guiling, Sanxiao, etc., are also very powerful!

These are all just, a third-generation disciple is so difficult to deal with, it's really hateful!

"Uncle Daoxing, you are not that good."

Yu Yuan smiled, released the magic pestle, and a purple-blue heart-piercing lock suddenly appeared in his hand. He threw it at Daoxing, fast and fierce, cutting through the space.

Daoxing Zhenren couldn't dodge in time, and was directly stabbed in the thigh, and Daoxing Zhenren grimaced in pain.

In the Xiqi camp, everyone took a breath of cold air, looking at Yu Yuan's face full of fear!

This Taoist is so powerful that he can beat up the existence of his uncle's generation. Is this the immortal of Jiejiao?

At Sishui Pass, on the top of the city, Yu Hua grinned and laughed, "Teacher, come on, beat up these people of Chanjiao!"

The overwhelming sound came, extremely harsh, making Daoxing's face red and hot.