Apex War God

Chapter 850: The power of the Holy Eucharist

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In the extraordinary world, Yang Wu's name is not very loud. Even if he became the first king in the fragmented space, he still did not cause much commotion in the boundless extraordinary world.

But in the war clan world, Yang Wu's name is already quite famous, no less than those peerless geniuses a hundred years ago. Together with Xuanyuan Huowu, he climbed to the twelfth floor of the God of War Tower, and with the power of the Tianyu realm, he continuously Killing many minor saints and even half-saints, he became the top target of the Xing family.

Many people in the Xing family have never seen Yang Wu, but they have already seen Yang Wu's portrait, but not many people can remember it.

It wasn't until one of the young people from the Xing family who had participated in the trip to the God of War Tower recognized Yang Wu that the Xing family here completely exploded.

The Xing family and the Yang family have long since stopped fighting, and Yang Wu's rise has become a thorn in the side of the Xing family. They want to get rid of him first and then quickly.

"Little bastard, how did you run into the fire domain of my Xing family? You are so brave." A young saint from the Xing family shouted in surprise, raised a shocking palm and slapped Yang Wu angrily.

The power of the palm shocked the sky, and the fire surged.

This is an attack from a high-level little saint, and it is not something that ordinary people can handle.

Yang Wu didn't seem to realize that the power of this palm shrouded his head, and it had been slapped towards him in the blink of an eye.

boom!

The majestic palm print fell, causing the ground to crack rapidly, forming a deep pit.

"Yang Wu is not like that either." After the high-ranking little saint of the Xing family succeeded in one move, he said with disdain.

When the power of his attack disappeared, the young man was seen standing on the spot unscathed, twisting his neck slightly, looking at the senior little saint and saying, "Are you tickling me?"

Everyone in the Xing family was shocked.

They all heard that Yang Wu was very powerful, but seeing that Yang Wu was so young, they thought how powerful he could be. Now they finally saw with their own eyes how powerful Yang Wu was. Even the full blow of the senior little saint could not hurt him. , not even the top little saint can do it.

"Stand back and wait for me to capture this son." The old man from the Youxing family said quietly.

This is a peak little saint, just one step away from the semi-saint. After he said something, he turned into a black firebird and pecked Yang Wu fiercely.

Immortal Fire Palm!

This peak little saint was merciless in his attacks. He used all his strength as soon as he took action. His combat power was almost comparable to that of a semi-saint. He fell in front of Yang Wu in an instant.

Yang Wu still didn't dodge, and he didn't use his defensive power yet, so he let the blow hit him.

A dull and shocking sound sounded, and the blazing palm of fire exploded, its power more than dozens of times more powerful than that of the person who just launched the attack.

Everyone didn't understand why Yang Wu didn't hide. Could it be that he was too arrogant or couldn't react

When the power of this blow disappeared, the tall figure still stood in place, motionless, as if it had not been hurt at all.

"What!" Everyone in the Xing family exclaimed.

Xing Jiaxin immediately ordered: "Kill him with all your strength and call the Holy Lao to come over."

Xing Jiaxin realized that Yang Wu was terrifying and extremely powerful, so he had to deal with him with all his strength without underestimating the enemy.

"Work together and kill him." The young saint at the top of the Xing family roared, took out his soldiers, and blasted Yang Wu with all his strength.

The other little saints of the Xing family also took action one after another, not daring to spare any strength. The overwhelming firepower enveloped Yang Wu, and the power it formed was almost as powerful as the sea of fire he had just caused.

Yang Wu still did not hide, letting these powers fall on him. He looked at these powers and murmured with a trace of madness: "How powerful is the holy body? I want to give it a try. "

Boom boom!

These terrible attacks fell, denting a place in the ground. If it weren't for the blessing of holy power, this place would have been completely wiped out by them.

The people of the Xing family attacked one after another without even making a single move. They must forget about it. They must completely kill Yang Wu.

After a while, everyone stopped when they noticed that there was no movement from Yang Wu.

A figure slowly walked out of the pit. Apart from being a little messy, he was not injured at all. The tough skin was filled with crystal holy energy, which was so extraordinary.

"How is that possible!" The Xing family were all shocked.

Their joint attack would kill even the half-saint without resisting. Why was Yang Wusi unharmed? Could it be that he had become a saint

"Enough fighting, it's my turn." Yang Wu said lightly and then disappeared on the spot.

Bang bang!

Several big heads were blown open by Yang Wu, and they died without even reacting. Such ferocious killing methods were too terrifying.

Xing Jiaxin's reaction was very fast. She quickly stepped back, tore open an imperial edict again in her hand, and had the strength to kill Yang Wu.

Yang Wu felt the holy power suppressing him. This time, there was no Eclipse Fire Xuan essence to block him. He raised his head and stared at the power and shouted loudly: "If the sky stops me, I will break the sky!"

Yang Wu's momentum was as powerful as a rainbow, and no one else could compare with him. He swung a dragon-like fist upwards, and the ten thousand feet of fist power raged across the sky, colliding hard with the holy power.

Boom!

A shocking sound like spring thunder resounded, and the power dispersed. A figure was submerged under the ground, and soon rose into the sky again. A fist light that could not be caught was shot out. It contains an invincible will that goes beyond the limits, making the holy power tremble.

"The imperial edict can't do anything to him, so retreat quickly." Xing Jiaxinjiao shouted.

The people of the Xing family were all frightened. Even if Yang Wu did not have the power of a saint, he still had the power of a semi-holy warrior. They had no way of fighting him and quickly fled the place without saying a word.

However, Yang Wu would not let them leave like this. He punched out the power of the imperial edict and kicked the Xing family members who were escaping from the air several times.

Aeolian legs.

After his physical body became a saint, the innate power of the Fengshen Legs increased by more than one level, and the legs turned into a storm and strangled the Xing family.

ah!

They were hit by the power of the leg light, their bodies were torn apart by the storm, and blood splashed wildly. No one could stop this powerful killing force.

There was a force rushing towards Xing Jiaxin, but she had too many holy decrees to draw close to, and with the blessing of the holy power on her body, she was swept away quickly.

At the same time, she crushed a jade tube and shouted loudly: "Uncle Holy, come out to kill the spies."

Who knows, her jade tube seems to have no effect, and her holy uncle does not really appear.

"How could this happen?" Xing Jiaxin asked puzzled.

The jade tube is dripping with the saint's life essence and blood. Once it is damaged, the saint will sense it and can rush over to rescue it. But it is useless at this moment. No wonder she is so shocked.

She was wondering if she had taken a fake jade tube

Xing Jiaxin quickly regained her composure. She took out the imperial edict again, dripped in her own essence and blood, threw it high into the sky, and shouted: "Please come to the Holy Uncle's will."

This time, the imperial edict activated by her blood essence came with a saint's will, and a figure appeared in front of her. The figure was so hazy that it was impossible to see his appearance clearly.

"Uncle Saint, why is the jade tube you gave me useless? A powerful spy has infiltrated into the Fire Domain and needs rescue." Xing Jiaxin said anxiously.

The condensed figure sensed the situation in all directions, and he replied quietly: "This world is temporarily blocked. It seems that someone is unfavorable to my Xing family."

After saying that, he formed a seal with both hands and struck a palm high into the sky. The fire energy around him was pulled by him, forming an extremely majestic force and hitting the sky hard.

However, his palm force was like slapping on cotton, causing no movement.

"Who is it that has trouble with my Xing family?" The saint's will shouted in surprise.

The terrifying holy power frightened all the Xing family disciples in the Fire Domain. They didn't know what was happening.

On the fourth floor, Yang Wu had already rushed out.

After his body became a saint, he did not forget about it. He left here first. Once the saint of the Xing family reacted, he would not be able to run away.

Yang Wu's speed was very fast, beyond the imagination of a little saint. Even a half saint was not as fast as him. The speed was between that of a saint and a half saint.

"The seven days should be almost over. If you can't escape, the master will really die without saving you." Yang Wu knew his master's cruelty in his heart, and he had to leave here as quickly as possible.

When he reached the second floor, a ray of holy power hit his position angrily.

The power of the holy power came so fast that even a half-saint might not be able to react, but Yang Wu sensed it and twisted away to avoid the shocking palm.

A phantom stepped forward in the air, and a holy voice sounded: "How dare you, rats, run wild on my Xing family's territory."

The phantom of the saint's will took action one after another, and its earth-shaking palms came towards Yang Wu, leaving no chance for Yang Wu to dodge.

This is not a saint coming in person, but this kind of power is not something that a half-saint can stop.

Yang Wu had nowhere to hide, and he shouted: "How can a mere will power give you the confidence to cry like a ghost or howl like a wolf?"

Yang Wu took a step forward, and the power in his body exploded like a flood. The mysterious energy in his Dantian rushed towards the bullfighting force, and he swung out the God of War Fist, carrying an ultimate invincible will to completely blow up the world.

Zhenwu Boxing.

At this moment, Yang Wu was finally able to demonstrate the extraordinary power of boxing. Zhen Wu reversed the sun and moon, crushed the stars, and his power was astonishing to the extreme.

Yang Wu's fist strength had a touch of holy power, and it was so powerful that it was outrageous.

Boom boom!

The power of the saint's will was forcefully blocked by Yang Wu.

Yang Wu's fighting spirit soared into the sky, he stepped forward repeatedly, and punched out one punch after another. Even the saints looked at him with such a life-threatening energy.

"You are just a little saint, but you actually have such fighting power. I can't keep you."

"Then you have to stay."