Martial Godly Emperor

A dead dog was also his dog, Chu Han was definitely going to get back at him.

He believed that with Fu Wenjian's strength, he could finish this brat off in ten moves.

Fu Wenjian was a person with talent, and he had been working hard to cultivate.

When he was in Condensing Element Sect, he was heavily groomed by the sect, and now that he had joined the Chu Family, although there were always some small fries beside him that would mock him from time to time, he was still valued by the Chu Family, and was given a lot of resources.

This allowed him to raise his Eighth Level of Fetal Origin Stage in a few short months.

Therefore, when he arranged for the "assassination camp" under General Fu Yuan, Chu Badao's command, he was extremely excited.

Even after that, intermittent, his hands accumulated several hundred lives, he still felt that in exchange for cultivation resources, death of a few ants was nothing.

"If you kill him, after I love that little beauty, I'll throw her to you for fun."

Chu Han gave Fu Wenjian a bounty.

These words made Fu Wenjian unable to resist to turn his gaze towards the peerlessly beautiful woman standing by the lake.

He was a man who could not be separated from women.

Even if he knew that it was only because of Chu Han's Ingurgitation Soup that he was able to give that peerless beauty to him to enjoy, this was already enough.

He, Fu Wenjian, had never seen such a breathtakingly beautiful woman before.

The sword had already left its sheath. It was ice-cold, just like his current mood.

"Meng Yu, let me teach you how to use the sword."

Fu Wenjian took a step forward with extreme sharpness, causing everyone present to have a feeling: So strong.

"You're teaching me how to use the sword? What ability do you have to teach me how to use the sword? "

Meng Yu sneered.

He only stood there indifferently, showing no signs of retreating in the face of the overbearing Fu Wenjian.

"Meng Yu, this person is not like the previous one. You must be careful."

Liu Rongfei was still angry, but she still reminded Meng Yu.

Indeed, from the way Fu Wenjian held the sword, it could be seen that his steady and steady hand, as well as the aura that seemed to become one with the sword, made others know that he was not an ordinary person.

"Elder Sister Liu, leave quickly." Meng Yu told her to run again.

Liu Rongfei said, "You have to give me an explanation, why would you want to kill Liu De! Otherwise, I won't leave. "

Meng Yu laughed bitterly, how could he explain himself to a strong enemy?

From the moment they met, before they even had the chance to greet each other, all sorts of things had happened.

"I'm not that idiot who only knows how to flatter."

Fu Wenjian looked at Meng Yu. His arrogance did not allow him to think about how Chu Han would react after hearing his words.

"Meng Yu, it's still too late for you to surrender. As long as you kneel down to me, and destroy your own Dantian, I, Fu Wenjian, will spare you from death on account of the fact that we were once fellow disciples of the same sect!"

Fu Wenjian's voice was indifferent.

He could indeed kill his opponent within ten moves.

In the Condensing Element Sect, he had a few people that he admired, and Meng Yu was one of them.

Now, he could be considered to have retained the affection of a fellow sect member if he were to keep his life.

"Fellow disciples? I don't have such a shameless senior brother! "

Meng Yu looked at this man and said coldly, "My fellow disciples, to dare to live and die with me, sharing wealth with me, you are definitely not an ungrateful bastard who only knows how to go back on his words."

"And you, Fu Wenjian, are that ingrate! The sect has done their best to nurture you, and in the end, they have exchanged it for your loyalty? "

In his eyes, he saw the scene of Jing Jiansheng, Cai Yongshou and the other brave warriors from the same sect dying to sacrifice their blood.

But at the moment where Fu Wenjian and Ouyang Tushan's faction needed them the most, it actually gave the sect a heavy blow.

"Meng Yu, you, who do you think you are? How dare you come and teach me a lesson! "

Fu Wenjian was furious when he heard this.

Normally, there would be people from the "Assassin's Camp" who would make fun of him using their eyes. They didn't expect the kid in front of them to say the same thing.

"You ignorant fellow, I want you dead without a burial ground!"

Fu Wenjian shouted, and thrusted out his sword, causing the sky to change color.

His sword, seemed to be covered by a layer of ice, a layer of chill invading his body, and instantly appeared in front of Meng Yu.

"Thousand Li Flying Frost!"

Her demeanor was extremely elegant and unrestrained.

With a single sword strike, many snowflakes fell as they scattered towards Meng Yu.

Every single snowflake was imbued with layers of sword shadows, extremely fast and fast.

Meng Yu stood there, Red Flame flashing out of his eyes.

The Giant Iron Sword in his left hand was as heavy as a mountain.

The right hand of the Blue Snake Sword was incomparably nimble.

There was a bright moon hanging in the middle of the dark sky!

"Winter Night!"

Meng Yu used the self-created Sword-style.

The entire world instantly turned snow-white.

Yamamoto Michoaca had no worries because of his snow-white head.

This was an even purer shade of white, covering Fu Wenjian's "Thousand Li Snowy" snowflakes.

Suddenly, Fu Wenjian's aura was suppressed, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

His unwillingness was written on his stubborn face.

"Doesn't this guy only have Fifth Level of Fetal Origin Stage and Cultivation Level? How did his aura become so powerful? "

Chu Han who was watching the battle was extremely shocked. This brat's Sword Intent was so dense, it did not seem like it was something a Fetal Origin Stage cultivator should have.

"See how I'll take care of you!"

Determination showed in Fu Wenjian's eyes.

"Boom!"

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out his blood essence onto that sword.

The icy cold sword, upon encountering hot blood, instantly flourished with vigor!

With this, he had actually suppressed Meng Yu's "Winter Night".

"Die, ant!"

Fu Wenjian swung out his sword, sprinkling it onto the dark blue sky, causing snow to fall and shine resplendently.

At this moment, he was like a king that controlled the life and death of all under the heavens. With a single order, rivers of blood flowed!

"Meng Yu, dangerous!" Liu Rongfei's heart sank to the bottom.

She was someone who used the sword, and was able to see how good Fu Wenjian's strike was.

She had seen Meng Yu use the sword before, but that brat didn't seem to have used such a sword!

"An ant?"

Meng Yu snorted, and the Blue Snake Sword in his right hand was handed over.

"《 Illusory Sword Spell》 first move: Star Dream!"

One shooting star after another shot like lightning towards Fu Wenjian.

In Fu Wenjian's eyes, it had interweaved into a beautiful starry sky.

The dreamy sword tip pierced through many snowflakes, causing this lifeless inanimate object to directly wither and disappear.

"Impossible!" My sword has been sprinkled with blood essence, and has been pushed to the limit. How could it be so weak? "

Fu Wenjian clenched his teeth.

The domineering attitude from before had completely disappeared.

He took a step back.

On his feet, a series of illusionary footwork appeared.

"You want to escape?"

Meng Yu sneered.

"Under my sword, where can you escape to?"

The dreamy sword light reflected pain in many people's eyes.

Just as Fu Wenjian was retreating.

He seemed to see flowers falling.

A sword shadow appeared silently from a small petal, piercing right into his forehead.

Swoosh.

Blood gushed out, dying the night red.

"No, no, I don't believe it …!"

Fu Wenjian clenched his teeth.

Yes, he did not believe that his sword could be so subpar.

As his body suddenly landed, he heard the young man's indifferent words, "I'm going to teach me how to use the sword? What a joke! "

Within ten moves, Meng Yu was the one to win?

But now, it seemed so absurd and ridiculous!

As the wind blew, the heavens and earth became incomparably desolate and murderous.

Everyone present was shocked.

The world was as silent as a graveyard.