Wu Yu Saves the World

The sound of killing rang out, the drums of war urged, the endless hatred of the elves, the fire of blood feud arose, and in a blink of an eye, the clouds of war filled the air.

Chu Tianxing fought one against two, and it was a thrilling battle.

Kua Huan's father faced Ni Shen Yang again.

"Ni Shenyang, without other obstacles, this is the real victory or defeat."

Kua Huan's father gathered his energy and waited coldly.

"Defeated general, you can't escape from this place."

After he finished speaking, Nishen Yang and Kua Huan's father made another powerful move.

In the blink of an eye, the heaven and earth were in turmoil and the valley was wailing.

The first blow of the collapse and chaos, chaos and darkness, the corners of Kuahuan’s father’s mouth suddenly turned red.

The posture of the rebel god Yang Bazhe remains the same.

"Father Kua Huan, it turns out that you still have injuries in your body. You have no chance of survival."

Kua Huan’s father lost the battle but not the personal one.

"You are lucky enough to witness this great event and test the power of this rare divine weapon."

An unexpected thing happened. Kuahuan's father was unable to pull out Sanheng Zhaoshi, which caused Nishen Yang to laugh at him endlessly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Today, even the heavens will destroy your life."

I saw Nishen Yang rising into the air, with a pure and powerful elven power between his palms, seizing the heaven and earth and converging into an ultimate move.

"Seven Tribulations of the Fantasy World, four styles combined."

Seeing the catastrophe approaching, Kua Huan's father showed his secret series of moves for the first time, and he had no choice but to fight hard.

With a sound of breaking through the air, Hunyuan was shot down, and a magical and powerful connection was made.

With a painful roar, Kuahuan's father sank hundreds of feet underground, and thousands of rocks collapsed.

There was another loud explosion from underground, and it was unclear whether Kua Huan's father was alive or dead.

"Father of Kuahuan!"

However, Tianzhizhu and Huangyang Gengri launched repeated attacks, and Chu Tianxing could not escape for a long time.

Unable to resist the great power of Yangshen, Kuahuan's father was buried underground.

Tianzhizhu insisted on seeing the person alive or the body if he was dead.

She angrily struck the ground with her palm, and was shocked to see a magnificent giant web of light chains emerging from where the bodies were buried, stretching continuously and protecting the center of the earth.

Chu Tianxing took a closer look and exclaimed.

"This! This is the Buddha's shackles!"

At this time he knew that the arrogant father Kua Huan was a thing of the past.

Upon seeing this, Huang Yang Geng Ri launched a series of palm strikes, but to no avail, as his several attacks were all blocked by the Buddha's shackles.

In the canyon, there were unexpected changes, an unprecedented holy face, a white-haired shadow breaking through the earth's layers, and a body draped in the Buddha's shackles, reflecting the solemn and holy aura hanging from the sky, so extraordinary and shocking that it frightened the Nishen Yang and others present.

"He is the father of Kuahuan?"

Lord Tianzhi looked at the transformed man in front of him in disbelief.

The mysterious man responded with his eyes closed.

"I wish to shed my skin and boast that I am dead. My name is Zen Sword Yiru, and I send it to Tan Shuo."

At the same time, after Mo Qingchi broke Sui Wuduan's sword move, he did not see him and realized that there were deeper connections behind this matter.

Just when he was halfway to find Yixuanmiao, he met a waiter from the Seventeenth Inn who invited him.

"My fourth shopkeeper, Xian Jian Yisinian, would like to invite Shengsi to the inn for a discussion regarding the Single-edged Criminal."

"Yisinian? Then lead the way."

Although she was doubtful, Mo Qingcheng still followed the waiter to the Seventeenth Inn to find out about the matter of the single-edged criminal.

Inside the room, Mo Qingchi looked at the strange man in front of him and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"What is your relationship with Yixuanmiao?"

Yi Sinian had already expected Mo Qingchi to be direct.

"I said I was him, did you believe it, Saint?"

Yi Sinian looked at the surprised Mo Qingchi with interest.

"I believe it. What happened? How did you become the owner of the Seventeenth Inn?"

There was a hint of concern in Mo Qingcheng's puzzled words.

"I died once, at the hands of the Single-edged Sinner. He was not Sui Wuduan, and his sword carried a flame."

"After my investigation, I found that the sword in his hand is the long-lost holy sword. The conspiracy behind this is something you cannot touch at this moment."

"Holy Sword!?"

Mo Qingchi's mind was in turmoil. Sui's unreasonable disappearance was indeed not simple.

At the same time, he also understood the meaning of Yi Sinian's words. If he continued to investigate, his life would undoubtedly be in danger.

But for his friend, he had to do it.

"I will continue to improve my own strength. If I die unfortunately, that will be my fate."

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Four. I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."

Looking at Mo Qingchi's leaving back, Yi Sinian shook his head helplessly, and at the same time asked his subordinates to pay attention to Mo Qingchi's whereabouts. If necessary, he would go to pick up the body.

On the Xingdao platform, the phoenix is ​​singing in the clouds, the phoenix fire is rising into the sky, and the golden clouds are dyeing the clouds, which are the signs of the wise man entering the world.

Dongmen Xuande was seen descending from the sky, speaking in a resounding and righteous manner, pointing out that evil disasters were everywhere and wishing to recruit righteous men to save the people and defend the way of heaven.

Yu Lijing, the leader of the Confucian school of virtue and ancient ways, was the first to respond, hoping to gather the chivalrous hearts to fight against all evil together.

Among them, there is the incarnation of Feichangjun, quietly observing all this.

In the desert, the mysterious traveler follows the remaining information in his mind and moves towards an unknown direction.

It is desolate and bleak. No matter how many years pass, the wild wind still cannot blow away the fishy smell. Only those who have experienced it can deeply understand the pain and fear.

In the netherworld, since the demon cocoon mastered the box of nine five, he often stayed in the secret room, knowing the mysteries of the world.

Just as Kui Yujiang was leaving the secret room, a white figure suddenly appeared before his eyes.

"You finally lost your composure in such a cold and murderous aura."

"Give it your all."

Feng Zhihen looked at Kui Yujiang coldly and spoke coldly.

Kui Yujiang chuckled when he saw this.

"The Box of Nine Five has already reminded me. Blame me for being too kind and treasuring."

Feng Zhihen knew that this time his life might end here, but he had no regrets.

"Today, only one person can leave this place."

"Of course it's not you!"

After receiving the latest instructions from the Box of Nine Five, Kui Yujiang launched a domineering counterattack.

The strong man versus the strong man, the swordsman versus the tyrant, both of them know that the other is unfathomable, and the slightest deviation will determine the outcome.

The cold front of Feng Zhihen swept across, carrying with it infinite sword power, as fast as a fiery meteor in the night sky.

The Sky Demon Cocoon is the ultimate source of evil, containing vast evil power, as violent as a cold rainstorm on a raging mountain.

When the best moves come together, there is always a flash of life.

The Sky Demon Cocoon's sky-blasting move caused the Wind-Chi Sword to break on the spot.

Feng Zhihen's eyes flashed, and the wind sword became invisible.

The Qi controlled the sword blades, and countless sharp blades broke through the air and attacked Kui Yujiang directly.

"Mosi, Skynet!"

"Hahahahahahaha, you failed."

Kui Yujiang spread out the net of heaven with both hands, but he didn't know that a death gate suddenly appeared on his chest.

Fighting with his life, Feng Zhihen aims to break through the indestructible demon body.

The remaining hilt of the sword, with full force, struck through the body.

Kui Yujiang's indestructible demonic body was destroyed by Feng Zhihen.

"So this is your purpose. Damn it!"

"Destroy the world, ban and limit!"

The supreme palm force went straight into Feng Zhihen's demon body along with the broken sword. In the blink of an eye, Feng Zhihen was pushed back several meters by Kui Yujiang.

"Damn it!"

Kui Yujiang covered his wound and his steps were unsteady.

The injury was too severe, and Kui Yujiang tried to repair the defect immediately, but he was unable to move.

"Come here, kill Feng Zhihen."

With an order, a large number of demon soldiers surrounded Feng Zhihen.

Feng Zhihen smiled coldly upon seeing this, and his unrivaled madness appeared again.