Chapter 142

This How is that possible?

Zhu Gang was shocked. Bai Qiufeng stopped talking and song Tianling was silent.

Qiu Ji, the monk in the middle of the purple mansion, looked at Wang Yu's straight body, and his shock was hard to express.

The blade of the hurricane is his most proud magic power. The three blade killing God is his most powerful killing skill. For him, he has been sitting in Cuiping mountain for so many years and has attacked countless provocations.

Originally thought, today will be as usual, Wang Yu will be killed and torn to pieces, but the result is not satisfactory.

He didn't know that because of his Hurricane blade, Wang Yu broke through the physical state and reached twelve. With the breakthrough, most of his injuries were recovered,

What's more, Wang Yu's words made him furious, and his nostrils were spitting fire: "little bastard, you have a big tone. I don't know how you survived on my blade of killing God, but don't think you can compare with me if you can survive. You don't deserve it

In the last three words, Qiu Ji almost roared out.

He raised his right hand again, grabbing at the air, and the wind came to his hand again.

"Magic power, hurricane blade, kill me!"

Qiu Ji roared and pushed his palm forward. Countless blades of wind fell towards Wang Yu like raindrops.

In the face of Qiu Ji's big killing move, Wang Yu gave a sneer this time. For the small wind blade, he did not take the sword to break up, but directly exposed his chest.

Let the blade of the wind strike his body, making a jingling sound, as if on a metal shield.

The physical state has reached twelve levels, and it is already at the strongest level of the mortal level of refining body flow. The physical defense can be comparable to the inferior magic weapons.

The blade of Qiu Ji's hurricane, the blade in front of her, is only a little painful for Wang Yu, and there is no big harm.

"This..." Zhu Gang, Bai Qiufeng and song Tianling are shocked to see this scene. How can his body be so strong.

Qiu Ji is even more incredible.

Although the attack power in front of him is not so strong, it is the first time to see him block his wind blade with his flesh and blood.

"I don't believe it. I'll kill you!" Qiu Ji got angry, and the blade of wind was faster.

Wang Yu laughs, carrying the green dragon sword, ignoring the wind blade, directly kills Qiu Ji.

Those wind blades, if they hit him quickly, would be like raindrops. They didn't hurt Wang Yu. For Wang Yu, except for the last three blades, he didn't care about them.

Even if it is the last three blades, for Wang Yu, there is no difficulty in blocking it.

"The blade of killing God, the first blade!"

Seeing that other wind blades can't hurt Wang Yu, Qiu Jizhen is in a hurry. The last three blades are ready to go. When Wang Yu is ten steps away from him, he releases the third blade.

Whoosh!

The wind blade breaks through the air and takes Wang Yu's head.

Wang Yu's face did not change. As soon as the green dragon sword was lifted, the light of the sword twinkled and the wind blade was broken. He himself was only in the momentum of charging and was stopped for a few breaths.

Wang Yu went on again.

"Blade of killing God, second blade!"

The distance between them was only four or five steps away. Qiu Ji's blade, flying out, immediately hit the sword in Wang Yu's hand.

Under the huge impact of the second blade, Wang Yu still retreated seven or eight steps, and the distance between the two people was pulled far beyond ten steps.

Wang Yu's mouth was numb and cracked to reveal blood.

Qiu Ji saw here, but not happy, this level of bleeding, for Wang Yu, even minor injuries are not counted.

This is already the second blade, and the only one better than him is the third.

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

Qiu Ji roared and killed Wang Yu to pieces. The strongest wind blade, with his determination, killed Wang Yu.

"Magic power, Liangyi magic sword!"

Wang Yu drank lightly, and a Tai Chi pattern appeared behind him. Yin and Yang surrounded his body, and the light on the sword edge made a big splash with him.

The curved sword awn hit the wind blade.

With a roar, the sword was broken, and the power of the wind blade went down 80% and killed Wang Yu again.

Wang Yu swung his sword and scattered the wind blade's residual power. His body was only shaken for a moment, and his mouth was bleeding. Then he took a stride and jumped forward to Qiu Ji.

The distance is more than ten steps, which is shortened instantly.

At such a short distance, Qiu Ji's blade of hurricane had no effect on Wang Yu.

"I don't believe it. You're not hurt."

Qiu Ji is also an old man in the world. Wang Yu can't do his best. But he can see that his blade of Hurricane still hurt Wang Yu. Wang Yu's strength must be damaged. He doesn't need the blade of hurricane and can use other martial arts.

If you wipe your palm on the Jiezi bag, you will have a machete in your hand.

"Hurricane knife rhyme!"

Qiu Ji's knife is sharp. As he moves, the blade meets the green dragon sword.Dang! Dang! Dang

Wang Yu and Qiu Ji fight together, one knife and one sword, constantly collide, sparks all over the place.

Wang Yu's injuries are not fake. He has broken through the twelve weights of body refining and Qi refining. With his strength now, he can catch up with Qiu Ji in the middle of the purple mansion.

"Qiu Ji, I was in a good mood just now. It's me this time. "

Wang Yu sneered, all kinds of means, Liangyi Shenjian Jue, dragon and tiger fist, breath such as sword, all from his hands.

Qiu Ji, under Wang Yu's crazy attack, is defeated to have revealed, the strongest unique move, because the distance is suppressed.

Over time, he will lose.

Bai Qiufeng three people see in the eye, remember in the heart, Qiu Ji is defeated to be killed, they also can't live, decisive must quickly go forward, want to besiege Wang Yu.

"It's me who let you go!"

Wang Hu was in front of them in a few steps.

Just now in the yellow sand filled, Wang Yu took several pills for him, and his wound was better.

Wang Yu competed with Qiu Ji, and he changed the array to pay attention to Bai Qiufeng. When he saw the three people's actions, he naturally stopped them.

"Beast, get out of here!" Bai Qiufeng angrily drinks, Zhu Gang swings the steel whip to Wang Hu, song Tianling wants to make a detour.

"If you want to go, you should pass me first." Wang Hu roared, tiger mouth, tiger claw and tiger tail, to his extreme use, and entangled with the three.

He fought three friars with one tiger. Chaowei was a little defeated, but it took time for them to defeat him.

"Dragon and tiger fist!"

On the other side, Wang Yu grabs a flaw in Qiu Ji. The green dragon sword blocks Qiu Ji's machete, and his left fist falls directly on the other side's chest.

Qiu Ji didn't train his body. He was beaten out directly in the face of Wang Yu's heavy fist.

Before he landed, Wang Yu immediately bullied him. With a sword, he pierced Qiu Ji's sword and nailed him to a big tree.

At the same time, he took aim at Wang Hu's direction. Wang Hu was injured by Bai Qiufeng. He drank lightly in his mouth, and three sword Qi vomited from his mouth.

Bai Qiufeng quickly defends and blocks Wang Yu's sword Qi with his weapons.

Dang Dang Dang!

Three times, all three fell to the ground, unable to get up. At this point, Qiu Ji was subdued by Wang Yu.

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