Wang Yu looked solemn, facing Qiu Ji's second blade, he did not dare to be careless.

His body condenses the true Qi, Liangyi shenjue, he catalyses to the extreme, the light on the blade is big, the sword awn extends several meters.

In addition, his whole body exudes fluorescence. It is he who is running the body refining formula to enhance the physical strength.

Suddenly, his mouth showed a trace of joy, he was surprised to find that his physical realm came to a critical point.

Wang Yu estimated that if there was another blow from outside, he would have a chance to break through.

The premise is that the opponent's strength is what he can bear. Otherwise, if the opponent's strength is too strong, it will damage his early success, not only can't help him to break through the realm, but also may break down the physical realm.

If Qiu Ji's second strike is too strong, he may fall into his physical realm. He must be well prepared.

"Dragon and tiger fist, dragon and tiger meet!"

In the face of the flying blade, Wang Yu first used his left fist to hit the virtual shadow of the intersection of dragon and tiger to meet the wind blade.

Stab!

As soon as the two contacted, the shadow of dragon and tiger was torn by the wind blade, and the momentum was only slightly weakened by seven or eight points.

Wang Yu knew this. He didn't expect the dragon and tiger to meet to block the wind blade. Seeing that the wind blade rushed forward without hindrance, he had a green dragon sword in his hand.

"Magic power, Liangyi magic sword!"

Once in the air, the sword Qi of yin and Yang converged directly to the wind blade.

Touch!

The wind blade and sword spirit, the needle point to the wheat awn, in front of people's eyes, collided together, the burst of air waves spread, the trees on both sides were torn to the number of scars.

Under the impact of the wind blade, the sword Qi dissipates completely.

The wind blade, however, was blocked by the sword Qi, and its power was weakened by more than 10% of the ordinary people's power. After taking into account the previous consumption, it weakened 20% of the total, and rushed to Wang Yu in the same direction.

And, in the blink of an eye, he came to Wang Yu's body.

"Breath like a sword!"

Wang Yu opened his mouth and suddenly inhaled. Countless auras condensed in front of his mouth. With a light drink, the sword spirit flew out and became his last barrier.

Touch!

The wind blade smashed another sword Qi, and its power dropped by seven or eight points again, and then it reached Wang Yu's body.

Touch!

Under the impact of the wind blade, Wang Yu's whole person flew upside down and vomited blood in his mouth.

Fortunately, at the moment of being hit by the wind blade, he swallowed several pills of pills, but he also moved his body vigorously to get rid of the fatal part, which made the wind blade penetrate his body, but did not hurt his viscera.

However, he fell to the ground and was penetrated by the wind blade. The energy of the wind blade was raging in his muscles.

Let him fall to the ground, one is unable to get up, but also kept running Hunyuan Daojing to suppress the injury.

On the other side, Qiu Ji saw that Wang Yu fell to the ground and did not relax his vigilance. The third blade in his hand was ready to go.

"Blade of killing God, third blade, killing God!"

Killing gods, as the name suggests, is killing gods.

The supernatural power that Qiu Ji practiced was a profound meaning and a great skill of killing and cutting. Thousands of blades of a thousand years were just the strength for the last three blades.

In particular, the last wind blade is the most powerful blow, which is known as killing God.

"How strong." Looking at the third blade in Qiu Ji's palm, Bai Qiufeng and Zhu Gang feel powerless.

Is there such a huge difference between the middle and early stages of Zifu? How did they compete with Qiu Ji for Lei Zhenzi's refining method.

"No wonder he was able to get the attention of the sheriff by virtue of his humble origin and sent black armour army to assist him."

Song Tianling murmured to herself.

He had always been surprised that Qiu Ji, a careless man in the world, sent out the black armour army after asking the sheriff for help.

Among his colleagues, he is vicious and does not understand.

Now seeing Qiu Ji's ability, he is in a trance.

Several people also aimed at Wang Yu on the ground, as if looking at the dead. In their eyes, this third blade is enough to take away the lives of the three of them, let alone Wang Yu is just one person.

"Roar!" Wang Hu also roared to remind Wang Yu.

At the same time, he rushed to Wang Yu and wanted to fight Qiu Ji's killing move together.

Qiu Ji looked at it with a sneer: "go to hell!"

With the fall of Qiu Ji's voice, the third blade in his hand, like a sharp arrow, cuts through the void and kills Wang Yu on the spot.

As for Wang Yu's chance, he decided to search Wang Yu from his body after his death.

If it's found or can't be found, put it in the back.

In the face of the strongest wind blade, when Wang Yu was on the ground, he pulled the green dragon sword in front of him and used it as a shield. In Qiu Ji's eyes, it was useless.

"Die!" Qiu Ji roared with a cold look on his face.

No one found that Wang Yu was about to be hit by the blade of the wind. Wang Yu's corner of the mouth lifted up a smile.Boom!

A small mushroom cloud rises, the yellow sand is all over the sky, and the internal conditions are not clear.

"Ha ha, this little bastard, finally died, killed so many of my subordinates, and finally died." Bai Qiufeng smiles bitterly.

It took many years and a lot of people in the Bai family to grow up. In his generation, he was left alone, and his imagination was desolate.

"Where should I go?" Zhu Gang was determined. As a monk in Zifu, even if he had no influence, it was easy for him to join one of the forces with his cultivation.

"Why don't you join the sheriff?" Song Tianling asked.

Lei Zhenzi could not see any hope in his refining technique. He could only use other methods to gain achievements. The best way was to take two monks of Zifu state to join Han Zuoliang.

At first, he didn't look up to this rash, but for his future, he had to persuade the two of them. They talked and regarded Wang Yu as a mortal.

However, different from the three people, Qiu Ji's eyes, which were full of dust, became more dignified.

"What's the matter? Is it difficult... "

Seeing Qiu Ji's serious expression, song Tianling looks puzzled. All of a sudden, they think of something, and all of a sudden, their eyes fall on the yellow sand.

With the yellow sand, slowly dispersed, a tiger and a person's figure slowly exposed to the dew.

When the yellow sand completely dispersed and exposed one man and one tiger inside, all the friars of purple mansion, including Qiu Ji, were stunned.

I saw that after the yellow sand dispersed, the exposed Wang Yu and Wang Hu did not die and did not reveal many wounds.

Not only that, Wang Yu's body injury, but also a large area of healing, although the look is still pale, but its breath than before to be stable and powerful.

Looking at the shocked eyes of several people, Wang Yu with a smile and light mouth: "thank you for helping me break through my cultivation. In order to thank you for your help, I think I will kill you all as a reward."

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