Chapter 129

Looking at Wang Yu who wantonly killed many martial artists, the people of the Wang family were shocked. They were all powerful martial artists. Now they are like livestock in the hands of their own young clan leaders.

Looking at Netease, I can't help but feel more awe. Now their Wang family also has such a strong man.

However, when they saw Lin batian's two martial arts disciples, their hearts were full of worry. The martial arts disciples were a divine existence in their hearts, and there was no possibility of failure.

"Xiaoyu, you can't do anything!" Wang Chen looked at his brother like Shura at this time. He was not excited, and he didn't want him to save himself. He just wanted him to be safe.

At this time, Wang Yu didn't know anything else. Every time the wanhun sword in his hand rose and fell, it would take away a warrior's life. He felt as if he had been bathed in blood.

A fierce spirit stirred in his heart and impacted his meaning.

Wang Yu's eyes suddenly turned into a scarlet color, which was full of bloodthirsty taste, just like a wild beast from the wilderness. People were afraid when they saw it.

"Kill, kill all those who hinder me."

The crazy sword light filled the surrounding space, and the terrible feeling filled the faces of many martial artists with fear.

"He... How can he be so strong? He... Is not a man, but a monster!" a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, which was full of fear.

He is about to collapse. It is clear that the cultivation of the young man in front of him is only the peak of the nine grade martial arts, but why is he so strong now.

The strongest of them didn't make a move in the young man's hand.

He can't believe, he can't believe there are such terrible people in the world. I'm afraid this strength is not much different from the two patriarchs.

Everyone's heart is filled with fear. They dare not move forward, because as long as they go forward, they must be dead.

The steps of the people began to retreat, but Wang Yu would not let them leave at all. At this time, there was killing in his heart. There was nothing else but bloodthirsty and ferocity in his eyes.

Junyi's face was full of ferocious smiles, and his terrible appearance was not like him at all.

Liu Qing also felt something wrong. He burst out with a dragon gun in his hand. A sharp and unparalleled spear was carrying a spirit of competition towards Lin batian.

The power of this move is not small. It directly pushed Lin batian back tens of meters.

Liu Qing hurriedly looked at Wang Yu and saw that Wang Yu's face was full of bloodthirsty and madness, and his clothes were splashed with bright red blood.

The ground around him was full of broken limbs and bones, and the scarlet blood had flowed into a river on the ground. There were only a dozen people left in the original lineup of dozens of people.

Looking at Wang Yu from the depths of hell, Liu Qing frowned, "this... This boy is possessed!"

In the process of cultivation, martial artists will have different heart demons in their hearts. If the heart demons appear, they can save themselves from danger or even increase their cultivation.

But if you can't get through this heart devil, I'm afraid you will fall into the devil and become the existence of the devil Shura. Such a person will often become the existence despised by tens of thousands of people on the mainland.

However, Wang Yu has already shown signs of being possessed by the devil. If he really falls into the devil's way, with his current cultivation, he may only have a dead end.

Liu Qing's foot moved to pass. Now he must help him get out, or it will be really late.

However, at this time, a terrible blade directly cut through the air and cut him hard.

Liu Qing's eyes were slightly frozen, and the Dragon gun in his hand turned gently. He saw a layer of black stars on it, and a low sound sounded in his mouth.

"Soul killing formula, control the gun!"

The voice fell, and the dragon eating gun seemed to suddenly have life. The low sound of dragon singing suddenly sounded in the gun body, so loud and loud that the whole cell trembled violently.

"Lin batian, you'd better not stop me." Liu Qing looked at Lin batian coldly.

"Ha ha, Liu Shao has a big temper, but I will never let you go this time. As long as the boy is possessed, he can't survive without me killing him." Lin batian laughed and said, obviously without the slightest concession.

During the words, Lin batian's dark long knife, which was tightly held in his right hand, slowly rested on his left arm. At this moment, the blade suddenly burst into a strong dark light.

The sound of Dao Yin suddenly rang through. The fierce and unparalleled Dao mang was a shot waved by Liu Qing and hit them hard. Suddenly, a dazzling light twinkled at the intersection of the two.

"Boom..."