Chapter 861

At the moment, Chen Yu's strength is already weaker than the other party. If the war intention is weaker, it's no doubt that he will lose if he doesn't fight this war.

Therefore, Chen Yu did not retreat, but promoted the nine turn magic skill to the peak!

A dragon shaped Flame blooms around Chen Yu!

The soaring flame cooperates with the breath of gods and demons, which is equivalent to the supreme poison gas fight of the warrior in the middle of the martial holy land.

Strange things happened. The gas of fire bully was like the bane of poison gas. Under the sudden appearance of strong light, the poison gas immediately dispersed and collapsed!

Then, Chen Yu held the magic sword in the center of his hand, now in his left hand.

On the sword, a ray of thunder and fire rose into the sky, like a fire dragon rising into the air.

"Roar ~ ~"

Dragon chants for nine days.

Facing the poisonous cloud, the fire dragon seems extremely angry!

It seems that when the natural enemies meet, the fire dragon vows to sweep away the poison cloud!

Chen Yu is ready to launch. He is full of fire. He is accompanied by the dragon like Qi to roar into the martial holy land.

In the face of this sudden fierce fire, the martial artists in the middle of wushengjing were also at a loss. They were caught off guard and retreated again and again.

In the middle of wushengjing, the position of the warrior was 100 meters, and the roaring sword sounded from all directions.

First, the ears only smell, and then it has become a thrilling sound filled with heaven and earth, with the rapid rotation of countless fire dragons.

In the middle of wushengjing, the warrior felt like he was suddenly caught in a fire storm.

The body protection poison gas around him was quickly consumed by the fire dragon. At the same time, the fire was dazzling. Unexpectedly, he couldn't tell where Chen Yu was!

When you encounter such a fierce move at first, it is better than a martial artist in the middle of the martial holy land. The only thing you can do is to protect the important acupoints of the whole body

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Countless sword lights hit the middle warrior in the martial holy land, adding countless wounds to his originally indestructible body!

The heart magic sword cooperates with the domineering atmosphere of Chen Yu's nine turn magic skill to produce pure Yang firepower, which is specially used to overcome the poison of yin and evil. With a successful move, Chen Yu is powerful and unforgiving. The continuous sword light burns all over the grassland like a secret skill flame.

"Sky fire attack the heart!"

Seeing that in the middle of the martial holy land, the martial arts retreated repeatedly, Chen Yu's body soared, and the breath of boundless gods and Demons integrated into his body. At the moment, Chen Yu's strength doubled again.

The power of the sword, the flaming sword, like the red sun falling to the ground and spreading fire, seems to melt the earth.

With this sword, he wants to make the martial arts in the middle of the martial holy land never turn over.

However, the warrior in the middle of wushengjing on the other side even hit the bottom and rebounded, and his murderous spirit doubled. His ferocious face and green skin color made him look more like a demon from hell.

"Shit, even if I die, I will pull you together!"

The chill came from the eyes of the martial artist in the middle of the martial holy land. His extremely bitter eyes were tightly locking the key points of Chen Yu's body.

"The poison sea is boundless!"

Facing Chen Yu's Tianhuo sword move, in the middle of the martial holy land, the martial artists did not retreat and go back, but used the move of dying together to fight with Chen Yu!

Rage poison vs sky fire rage dragon!

Two despotic lights and shadows that destroyed the sky and the Earth collided with each other.

The light of violent Qi rose into the sky, and the raging destructive energy scattered around the position where the two fought.

Where they passed, mountains and earth cracked, the ground cracked into a cobweb, and large pieces of stone and earth collapsed and even melted and destroyed.

The weak with few accomplishments even need to do their best to resist them in order to block the aftermath of the battle.

In the middle of the martial Holy Land in the battle center, the martial artists clearly felt... Death when they fought hard for this last move.

At this time, the fire in front of him turned into a white light in an instant.

In the middle of the martial holy land, the martial artist seems to be in a state of nothingness.

Here, he seems to see his past.

A seven or eight year old, starving little beggar is competing with seven or eight adults who are also beggars for half of the steamed bread. Although, in the eyes of many people, this half of the steamed bread is dispensable and even discarded at will.

However, in the eyes of the martial artist in the middle of the martial holy land at that time, this thing was his life.

Grab it and you'll live.

If you can't grab it, you will starve to death!

Therefore, he is like a mad dog, desperately biting.

However, how can a little beggar who has been hungry for three days and three nights and has little strength be the opponent of seven or eight adults?

With three fists and two feet, he was thrown out of the steamed bread by others to compete for the circle.

The little beggar watched helplessly as the steamed bread was snatched away by one of the strongest beggars and swallowed into his stomach.

From this moment on, the martial artists in the middle of wushengjing realized that only strong power can make people survive in the cruel world.

Since then, the little beggar has practiced martial arts hard and successfully reached the martial Saint realm!

Originally, his life should be regarded as perfect. Unfortunately, in the end, he met Chen Yu, a boy with terrible talent.

From beginning to end, he could not subdue Chen Yu in strength.

"People with weak power are not qualified to live in this world..."

With this murmur, in the middle of wushengjing, the warlike spirit of the warriors became weaker and weaker. Originally, it seemed to be a nihilistic space with static time, and the flow rate of time became faster and faster.

Until the mid-term of wushengjing, the warrior's eyes lit up and his consciousness recovered.

Chen Yu's sword has stabbed him in the chest.

"Poof ~!"

Blood spatter.

The feeling of pain filled all the thoughts of martial artists in the middle of the martial holy land.

He slapped Chen Yu. In the middle of wushengjing, the warrior felt dark and completely lost consciousness.

In the middle of Chen Yu and Wu Shengjing, the powerful aftershock caused by the fighting between them lasted for a long time.

After a incense stick, the raging wind and disordered psychic power slowly recovered.

Everything is back to normal.

Between heaven and earth, the shrouded poison cloud, fire and fog dissipated.

There was silence.

Everyone knows that the battle is over.

The outcome is divided.

In such a war, the winner lives and the loser dies!

Chen Yu in the early stage of wushengjing actually killed the wuzhe in the middle stage of wushengjing. This outcome stunned everyone.

However, more people are thinking. It seems that Chen Yu must have gained a great harvest when he enters the secret territory this time. Otherwise, he can't have such a strong power to win the strong with the weak and kill the fighters in the middle of the martial Holy Land!

"Chen Yu, you are so brave that you dare to kill people in front of everyone!" the elder of Haohai sect said first.

"That's right, Chen Yu. You first killed Tianzong's peers in the secret place. Now, except for the secret place, you are still disgusted. Our Xianmen sect will teach you a good lesson for the elder of Haotian sect!" the elder of Xianmen sect also spoke at this moment.

"Chen Yu knelt down and admitted his mistake. We can spare you from dying!" the elder of Duobao sect also opened his mouth.

"Chen Yu, you should..."

"Chen Yu..."

The sects found excuses and gathered in front of Chen Yu to surround him.

Of course, other people are unwilling to show weakness. They flash one by one. They all surround here and want a share.