Chapter 147

The gray light on the long sword in his hand was suddenly mixed with blood red. It flowed like blood on the sword body. Wang Yu's body suddenly disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of Liu Xiong.

Seeing the bloody figure, Liu Xiong was slightly surprised at first, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his ferocious face. At this time, when the power of his fist reached the peak, he unexpectedly took the initiative to send it to the door.

"Ha ha ha, since you are in such a hurry, I will help you." he threw a blow on Wang Yu's head.

However, at this time, Wang Yu suddenly looked up. Liu Xiong saw a pair of blood colored eyes like demons appear in front of him. He was surprised and the reaction speed slowed down.

Wang Yu's eyes flashed fiercely, and wanhun sword suddenly stabbed Liu Xiong.

"Hum..."

The fierce sound of the sword rang through. Liu Xiong only felt the blood in his body churning, and a cold and incomparable killing intention enveloped him in an instant.

He just felt as if he had fallen into hell. Countless evil ghosts tore at him ferociously, and the sense of fear filled his heart instantly.

Liu Xiong was stunned. The power of his fist suddenly weakened. Wang Yu seized the opportunity and the wanhun sword burst out.

"Hum..."

The sound of the sword was like a fierce ghost roaring, cutting through the air and stabbing Liu Xiong.

"Ding..."

The sound of gold and iron resounded in an instant. The ten thousand soul sword stayed on the surface of Liu Xiong's skin. Wang Yu frowned. The force in his body was crazy, and the gray red color on the sword suddenly flickered.

"Hiss..."

The ten thousand soul sword stabbed into the huge body in an instant. The intense pain made Liu Xiong wake up in an instant. A pair of huge eyes looked at Wang Yu, full of panic.

"It's late." Wang Yu's cold voice sounded gently.

Then there was a violent buzzing sound on the sword body, and the strong sword flash directly shrouded their figures.

A moment later, Wang Yu's figure appeared behind Liu Xiong, and there was a huge hole in Liu Xiong's huge body. He could see the scenery on the other side, in which blood sprayed out.

Liu Xiong's eyes were full of shock. He couldn't believe that his defense would be broken and that he would die in the hands of a first-class martial artist.

Liu Xiong's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't make a sound at all. Only blood foam flowed out of it.

A pair of huge eyes suddenly stared, the blood colored lines were like cobwebs, and the breath of death filled his eyes.

"Boom!"

When the explosion sounded, Liu Xiong's huge body suddenly fell apart into pieces and fell on the ground, as if it were a blood rain.

Wang Yu breathed out softly, and his momentum disappeared instantly. He knelt on the ground with force. His ruddy face was pale, and there was no force left in his body.

"Still a little reluctantly, but fortunately... I won." Wang Yu's eyes became blurred with a faint smile. His eyelids fell uncontrollably and fell powerlessly on the ground.

However, at the moment he fell, he saw a thin red figure running quickly from a distance. It seemed that he could hear someone calling his name. Then his sight became dark

Wang Yu's body fell to one side. At this time, a figure came quickly and took him into his arms.

Lina anxiously touched his pulse and found that it was still beating, which was a sigh of relief.

He sighed slightly, looked at Wang Yu, who was pale in his arms, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on his beautiful face. His voice said softly: "your boy has really succeeded."

Meimu glanced around and saw Liu Qing sitting up slowly in the distance. Their eyes looked at each other and showed a knowing smile.

Countless figures came quickly behind Lina. Originally Lina insisted on not letting them come, but they didn't listen at all. Finally, they had to agree.

But fortunately, Wang Yu won, or all of them might die here.

When the people came, they looked at the Wu fengzong who had become ruins. Their eyes were full of shock. The tragic air filled the air, so that they could imagine how terrible the battle was.

They looked at Wang Yu and Liu Qing. Their eyes had changed. It was a kind of worship and awe from the bottom of their hearts. They really succeeded.

"People clean the battlefield and find out Lin batian and Wu Tao. They are not dead yet. Be careful," Liu Qing said faintly.

"Yes."

Although his voice was very small, everyone heard it. The sound of Yinghe was like thunder.