Yeda's words revealed Wang Yu's origin. It was Wang Yu's Kendo that had a problem.

This is the sword collection in the palace. Wang Yu has already learned it before he was born.

It's not from the future. How can we explain that?

Wang Yu was not surprised at all. Since Yesan could throw him back five years ago, Yeda should have the ability to see through his origin.

The sword in his hand has gone into the sea. The rain and wind suddenly turned into ten thousand points of sword light, trying to crush him.

Night big stuffy hum, in the eyes flash fear.

The whole person retreated quickly, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He felt the power of Wang Yu's kendo.

Just a mask, he felt the danger.

Death can be instantaneous.

As a result, he is still too slow, the sword has been cut on his body, suddenly, straw flying all over the sky.

A puppet was hanged.

Yeda disappeared.

Wang Yu had been very careful with his skill, but he was still hit. From the beginning to the end, he didn't know when he was hit.

However, he didn't panic and couldn't escape at night.

Sure enough, before long, he saw a figure in a hurry running towards him. He lost his way and came back again.

Wang Yu's sword stabbed again, whirring, with a terrible sword spirit on it.

He cut Yeda into seven sections, but no blood fell.

It's fake again.

It wasn't long before Yeda appeared again. It was estimated that his heart was even worse than Wang Yu's.

Because I escaped several times, and I came back here every time.

Really depressed to spit blood.

This time, he didn't even see Wang Yu's people. In a flash, the sword had penetrated into his body.

Fast, too fast, too fast.

I'm afraid it's the fastest sword he's ever seen in his life.

He was nailed to the tree behind him by his sword, but when Wang Yu came near, he saw a scarecrow.

"He has time to cast such a fast sword?"

This makes Wang Yu feel strange, because it's too late to react.

He pondered

Yeda is still on the run, but sadly, he can't.

At this time, Yeda was pale and tired.

The night wind in the ruins was cold, and he inhaled it into his body.

Unfortunately, Wang Yu sighs. If he can use poison, he may easily get rid of Yeda.

The poison is chronic, and the sword can't kill it so fast. Isn't it

Wang Yu thought that the puppet of Yeda might be stressed, and it would be replaced by stress when there was a risk of death, instead of Yeda's active casting.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu plans to change his method.

This time, Wang Yu didn't take the key of Yeda directly. Instead, he cut to his arm.

Poof.

The sword didn't exert much force. The edge of the sword cut the muscle, not much blood oozed out and dyed the clothes red.

This means that Wang Yu really stabbed him.

Before that, it was straw.

Ben's frown was suddenly relaxed, and his spirit was inspired. The whole person was excited. He guessed right.

Puppet stand in is a kind of stress reaction, which may be the protective prop of a certain civilization, rather than a secret technique.

"Ah?"

Yeda was injured and lost.

"Yeda, today is your day."

Yeda looked at Wang Yu in horror: "you are stronger than I thought."

"You are too weak."

When the sword was cut again, there was a big cut in the chest.

"Pay the price."

Sword after sword.

Yeda felt the light of the sword shining in front of her eyes. She felt the stabbing pain coming from her body. She was full of scars and blood.

Fear, serious injury, let the night of the rapid passage of life.

After the light of the sword flashed, he could not stand, his knees bent down and knelt on the ground.

"How many people have you seen?"

Wang Yu did not answer, one hand a tear, night behind the clothes were torn.

"Don't look for that broken temple, you will be destroyed."

"Oh, really?"

Yeda said: "don't do what you can't do. If you do it reluctantly, you can only kill yourself."

"That broken temple is beyond your imagination."

Wang Yu said, "that's why I want to see."

The next moment, night big eyes suddenly, eyeballs almost fell out.

He felt the power of the Apocalypse flowing out of Wang Yu's body.

"You can't see..."

It turned out that Wang Yu was not the one who broke away from the wheel of fate, that is to say, he was not the son of heaven at all, but with his hard power, he had a hard look at the marks left on them by the broken temple.

"Have you gone to the apocalypse?" Wang Yu didn't answer. He was still looking at the picture on his back“ How is it possible, how is it possible... "The expression of Yeda at this time well demonstrates the word" rumourning "“ Nothing is impossible. " Wang Yu noticed that there was a necklace on Yeda's chest, ancient and vast, with straw on it. "Is this how you live?"“ It's a magic weapon. " Yeda wants to struggle, but it has been picked up by Wang Yu. Wang Yu said, "good things, where did they come from?" I took it in my hand and I didn't know it was the product of that civilization. Maybe it's from the age of myth. It's amazing“ From that old temple? " Yeda didn't reply and wanted to grab it back. "No, that's it." Wang Yu naturally took this necklace with him. Unexpectedly, there is a faint fragrance“ I have a much better chance of survival when I go into that broken temple with this. " Wang Yu was surprised. He saw that the light hanging around his neck came out of 24 earthy gold rays and directly penetrated into his skin. What's up? Light into the body, very painful, just like needle and thread into the body. Soon, these golden things trapped Wang Yu“ Ha, ha ha... "Yeda laughed happily“ You are too greedy. Since you know that it is a magic weapon, you should know that it is the one who recognizes the Lord. If you are not his master, he will attack you. " Wang Yu's whole body muscles seem to be controlled by gold wire, not to mention the sword, it is painful to move, sweating all over. Gold has entered his body, winding his muscles and nerves“ It's really greedy. " Wang Yu himself thinks that things that stress can work can't work just by wearing them. I don't think much of night. When he was trapped by himself and the power of flying sword, he felt that he was sure to win and relaxed his vigilance“ Now as long as I think about it, these gold wires will wring you to pieces. " Wang Yu believes that if he moves now, he will feel the sharp pain of cutting the muscles in his body. He dare not even move. The cold sweat on his forehead kept coming out. However, there was no confusion in his eyes“ Now, take me out "It's too painful for me to walk," Wang said“ It's painful enough. I'll let it go Wang Yu said, "what kind of treasure are you?"“ It's left over from the mythological age. It's called puppet silk, which integrates attack and defense. " Night is not without pride.

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