For Wu Yu, Jiang Ji's death in battle was actually inevitable.
In terms of swordsmanship, the Yin-Yang Sword Wheel laid the foundation behind him, and coupled with the two sword cultivation techniques of nascent Yin-Yang One-Qi Sword and Dao Jin Swordsmanship, he became, at least a master of swordsmanship within the Tongtian Sword Sect.
With the seventh-level magic power of the Qi Condensation Realm, coupled with the four-foot-tall inner Vajra Buddha, the magic power, the physical body, and the immortal ape transformation, it is no longer a miracle to directly kill Jiang Ji. It is an easy task. .
Even if only one month has passed, things are still different than before!
This is the difference between genius and ordinary ascetics!
It's a pity that Jiang Ji didn't really realize how terrible Wu Yu was until the last moment before he died. As for the thousands of disciples in the Yong'an Underground Palace, they were naturally frightened out of their wits and pissed themselves off one by one. When Wu Yu, a peer of his age, walked into the closed Yong'an Underground Palace, they screamed, screamed in pain, trembled and backed away, and the crowds were crowded. They were trampling on people, all of them looked pale and frightened, with no courage to fight at all.
Wu Yu's two arrivals had already brought them mythical psychological damage!
Now everyone looked at this peer who was bathed in the golden mana light. When one person took the lead, they all knelt on the ground and shouted: "Wu Yu, spare your life, don't kill us!"
"The ones who want to capture your Tongtian Sword Sect are Sect Master Jiang and the elders. We are just young disciples. We have not decided anything at all and have not participated in it. Please be merciful and spare us!"
For a time, thousands of people knelt down in front of Wu Yu, crying bitterly.
But before the battle between Wu Yu and Jiang Ji, their ugly words had long exposed themselves. How could Wu Yu believe that these people were innocent
They are all because they are not strong enough, otherwise they would have reached the foot of the Bibo Mountains by this time.
Looking at these frightened and hypocritical faces, they were indeed Jiang Xie's disciples. They were very similar to his sanctimonious appearance. Wu Yu couldn't help but think of Immortal Haotian, and then he realized that Zhongyuan Dao Sect had someone. So much of this stuff!
Compared with the iron bones of Tongtian Sword Sect, it is indeed shameful.
"Originally, I planned to repeat my old tricks and threaten Jiang Ji and the thousands of people so that Jiang Xie would have to come back again. However, if Jiang Xie comes back, I still can't deal with him. I can only delay it for a while..."
"Now, since Master gave me Moyundeng, I'm afraid he is also hinting to me to use a new method."
The Namo Cloud Vine is as strong as steel, as powerful as magic, and can extend five hundred feet!
When the other disciples were begging for mercy, Wu Yu forced himself in front of them and suddenly took out the 'Moyundi Vine' from the Sumeru Bag. When the magic power was instilled, the Moyunding Vine suddenly grew wildly and spread like a black giant snake. It even sprouted branches, leaves and sharp barbs, like a five-hundred-foot-long iron whip in Wu Yu's hand!
Seeing the Moyundeng that originally belonged to Jiang Ding, the disciples were shocked!
"He wants to use Moyun Vine..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Yu rolled his hands, and Moyundeng rolled like a giant snake, passing over the disciples who were fleeing in panic. Suddenly, it was like a big net that stopped these thousands of people, and then tightened directly. Moyundeng actually tied these thousands of disciples together in an instant, as if they were strung together in a string. Thousands of people were entangled in the Moyundeng in order!
"ah!"
Suddenly, thousands of people let out earth-shattering screams of despair!
That's because, the more they struggle, the more the barbs on the vines and branches of the Moyun Vine will tighten, pierce into their flesh and blood, and cause dense wounds on their bodies. The vines were stained red with blood.
Terror, cruelty, struggle, and despair shrouded the heads of thousands of people.
Thousands of people became Wu Yu's prisoners!
With Moyunteng, Wu Yu had such thoughts and actions!
"If I were you, just calm down and accept my judgment on you. If anyone screams loudly and annoys me, I will send him to death directly."
Wu Yu's calm voice was particularly harsh amidst the screams, and even some Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples were so frightened that they lost control.
"Wu Yu, you don't have to die a good death! Your Tongtian Sword Sect has been destroyed. Even if you kidnap us, what's the use! You will die miserably, and our sect master will make you taste all the pain in the world!"
Among the thousands of people, there are always one or two who are not afraid of death and confront Wu Yu, shouting wildly.
Wu Yu tightened the Moyunteng and strangled these few to death. The shocking scene made the thousands of people tremble even more, but they all obeyed. No matter how scared they were, no one screamed anymore.
"come out!"
Like leading a group of animals, Wu Yu pulled the thousands of disciples Jiang Xie wanted to protect out of the Yong'an Underground Palace.
That scene was truly spectacular!
However, no one knows what Wu Yu wants to do. What is the purpose of kidnapping these one thousand people in this place
Soon, Wu Yu gave the answer!
With a silent expression on his face, he stretched out his hand, and the black and white Taoist swords formed a sword gang, allowing him to control it with sword control, and floated in the air. Wu Yu jumped up easily, pointing in the direction of the Tongtian Sword Sect. In an instant, without saying a word, the sword soared into the sky!
"Wow!"
The thousands of disciples suddenly understood Wu Yu's actions, and for a moment they were so scared that they almost lost their souls.
Sure enough, when Wu Yu rushed into the sky, thousands of disciples entangled with Moyundeng all flew up and hung high in the sky. Wu Yu actually carried so many disciples and flew into the sky towards the sky. Flying in the direction of the sword sect, even though it was carrying so many people, Wu Yu's flying speed with the sword was not much slower!
This is the difference between flying with a sword and riding a crane!
The crane can only withstand a few people at most, but it cannot fly.
There are hundreds of thousands of handyman disciples and some outer disciples in Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. Today, they saw a shocking scene. Someone was wielding a sword soaring into the sky, dragging thousands of Zhongyuan Dao Sect disciples in their hands. Those The disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect were basically lying head down and feet up, rolling in the air one by one, breaking through the clouds, falling to pieces, and screaming...
Thousands of disciples were strung together, as if a huge meat skewer was flying in the sky.
"Oh my God!"
On that day, Wu Yu impacted the hearts of all the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect.
Let them truly realize what sword cultivation is!
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Three days!
Feng Xueya's face was pale, cold sweat was flowing down his forehead, and the hands that controlled the Ten Thousand Sword Formation were trembling for a while.
Looking at the other eight, the condition was even worse than that of Fengxue Cliff. Some of them were already trembling under their feet and unable to stand steadily.
In front of them, close to twenty people were in the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, engaging in a shocking duel with Wan Jian! Every master is resisting the murderous intention of the sword and rushing upwards. Now that Wu Yu is not here, once two people rush in, or one of Jiang Xie and the Nine Immortals, or even the tenth level of Qi Condensation Realm, these ten thousand people will rush in. The sword formation will completely collapse and disappear. At that time, everyone in the Tongtian Sword Sect will need to fight to the death with those three enemies!
The closer they were to success, the crazier and more desperate Jiang Xie and the others became, and of course, the more arrogant they became. The threats shook the blue mountains. The disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect probably knew that the end was approaching, and those blood boiling, The disciples who were determined to fight to the death had already stood at the forefront, and even drew out their own magic weapons, long swords!
Seeing that the Ten Thousand Sword Formation was shaking like a boat in the sea, the disciples knew that the Ten Thousand Sword Formation was exhausted. This war had persisted until now, and it was time to see the end.
"Brothers and sisters, please don't be stingy with our forbidden Taoist skills today!" As the leader of his disciples, Wan Tian Yuxue knew that it was especially important to inspire their hearts in this battle because they were the weak.
"yes!"
Thousands of people roared, and the swords shone with thousands of lights. The disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect had never been so murderous.
Boom boom boom!
Several large gaps were torn open in the Ten Thousand Sword Formation above the head. Fortunately, no one was overhead at this time, otherwise they would all have rushed in.
Outside the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, the demons all over the mountains and plains have transformed into their true form, and their demonic aura is soaring into the sky. They are hidden in the mountains, forests, and rivers, which is the most terrifying place for the Tongtian Sword Sect.
On the contrary, the disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect, although they are all arrogant and domineering, they are not afraid!
However, in fact, they were reminded that what is even more terrifying is the "evil ghost army" of the Seven Red Sea Ghosts. Although there are only seven of the Seven Red Sea Ghosts, there are even only six now, but it is said that the older ones can pass. The ghost cultivation technique summons a large number of evil spirits and ghosts to form a legion, which is not weaker than the demons and even the most terrifying opponents!
If this were not the case, the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea would not have the right to enjoy so many benefits.
The army of demons, the army of evil ghosts and the unjust souls, and the disciples of the Zhongyuan Dao Sect, are all gearing up, looking at the fertile and aura-filled blue mountains with blood-red eyes. They are eager for today to come, and they have endured it for too long for today. , for example, for demons, now is the time when they are the hungriest!
In comparison, although the sword cultivators of the Tongtian Sword Sect are extremely murderous, they are obviously not capable of three-party killing!
In this four-way battle between gods, two versus two is okay, but versus three, the Tongtian Sword Sect is almost in a deadlock!
"Headmaster, it's useless to hold on any longer. It's better to give up, save some strength, and fight one last time..." Elder Mu Ge only has the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm and is the weakest here, so he can't hold on any longer.
Mu Ge is right.
With the Ten Thousand Sword Formation in such a state, it would be better to start a battle directly and save some energy to kill a few more.
He gritted his teeth, looked at the sky, and finally said: "Wait for another hour."
Three days have come, and the reason why he can hold on till now is because of his promise to Wu Yu.
He didn't even want Wu Yu to see that when he returned, he would see blue mountains and rivers of blood.