"Why has Wu Yu grown taller?" Qingmang did not dare to approach Su Yanli and other direct disciples of the headmaster, and stood far away with a group of disciples from Wangtian Peak. Her little head was squeezed out of the crowd when she saw In this surprising scene, the little mouth opened and could fit an egg into it.
She compared it and found that she was thin before, but now if she stood next to Wu Yu, she could only reach his lower abdomen.
"Soon, it will be his turn to fight. I really don't want him to lose." Qing Mang watched silently, his white face looking a little nervous.
To her, Wu Yu was like an older brother. In fact, she had an older brother when she was in the mortal world. Because Qing Mang entered the Immortal Sect, she never saw him again.
Time passed very quickly, and the core disciples of the Qi Condensation Realm who were not far apart decided the winner one after another. It was evening in a blink of an eye, the clouds and fog had dispersed, and the gorgeous sunset hung on the horizon. Against the backdrop of this sunset, the Douxian Terrace It's like an orange long sword pointing slantingly at the sky, and the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect are like ants on this fighting platform.
"The last battle, Situ Minglang, Wu Yu." After a short period of silence, when they heard Elder Mu Ge's words, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Finally, today, almost everyone, They are all waiting for this suspense to be revealed. The number of disciples on the Immortal Fighting Platform is increasing instead of decreasing. It seems that for a moment, they can clearly feel their nervous hearts beating violently.
"Junior brother, don't embarrass my master. If I were you and got on this stage, as long as my life is still alive, I would earn back my face." When setting off, Mo Shishu suddenly became serious and spoke to Wu Yu very solemnly. explain.
Obviously, because it was the headmaster who protected Wu Yu a year ago, today it also involves the headmaster's face issue.
"Okay!" It was useless to say more at this time. Wu Yu held the sharp demon-suppressing sword and stepped forward. In a few steps, he arrived at the central battlefield. For a time, countless eyes focused on him again. After being a master for so many years, Prince Wu has received countless attentions. Even in this immortal sect, Wu Yu is calm enough.
The expectant looks of Mo Shishu, Su Yanli, and Qingmang.
Tongtian disciples looked at him with suspicion and contempt.
Situ Mingming had hatred and cold eyes.
On the high platform, Lan Huayun and the elders looked high and scrutinizing!
All eyes were on Wu Yu, like countless dazzling rays of light, burning his body. If he were an ordinary person, he would be most afraid of this kind of burning, but Wu Yu instead enjoyed it. He was an indestructible body. The scorching gaze made his blood boil even more!
Nowadays, the Lingming Stone is more condensed. Under the setting sun, on the skin, one can vaguely see golden veins, rolling blood, golden bones, and golden crystal points all over the body, shining like stars in the starry sky. In the spirit, there is a peerless monkey king. Burning in the flames, the blood-red cloak flutters chaotically, making hunting noises!
"Wu Yu! You still remember the shame of picking up the things I threw away that day!" Situ Minglang finally waited for this opportunity, and his heart was filled with hatred. It was really unbearable. As if there was lightning flashing on his body, he suddenly appeared in front of Wu Yu's eyes. , the ascetic's magic power set off a violent storm among the rocks.
"Situ Minglang, I killed two of your brothers that day, but nothing happened. Do you still remember how aggrieved you were that day?" Wu Yu's words were like thunder on the ground. After all, Situ Minglang was too young. Wu Yu had long ago cursed like this before the war. He had been trained to perfection on the battlefield. As soon as he spoke, all the moods Situ Minglang had created collapsed one after another, leaving only violent burning anger.
boom!
Situ Minglang became angry, and all the disciples felt his terrifying power!
"This Wu Yu is so blatant, and the Supreme Protector is still here..." Many disciples were shocked by Wu Yu's courage.
From what they saw, Wu Yu's greatest achievement was defeating Yuhuaishan, and there was a world of difference between Yuhuaishan and Situ Minglang. I am afraid that at this time, everyone is just guessing that Wu Yu will be killed by Situ Minglang within a few breaths.
"Wu Yu, he's dead."
"Today, the head teacher has not arrived, but the Supreme Protector is present. No one can save Wu Yu under the Supreme Protector."
Basically, most people have such thoughts.
At the moment when everyone was agitated, Situ Minglang couldn't bear it anymore. This young evildoer was holding the magic formula in front of Wu Yu. Suddenly, a magical weapon appeared from his body, rushed into the sky, and fell into his hands in the blink of an eye. , it was a hard divine sword, and the bright toughness was glowing with flowing blue light. At the moment of collision, the blue light actually gave birth to thunder and lightning, which wrapped around the blade, making crackling explosions and violent power. , it just makes people’s scalp numb.
It can be vaguely seen that there is a thunder symbol engraved on the hilt of the sword. It is that symbol that absorbs the thunder elements between heaven and earth and transforms it into the sword. It seems that this is how the magic weapon is formed.
Only immortals can use magic weapons.
"Thunder Sword!"
When Situ Minglang held the thunder sword with both hands, the thunder wrapped around his body. Suddenly, his long black hair flew up in the flash of thunder, full of momentum!
Wu Yu inquired and found out that within one year of seclusion, Situ Mingliang not only succeeded in condensing energy, but also mastered the 'Thunder Control Technique'. In the same realm, his combat power was quite unparalleled.
When Situ Minglang was in the mortal body training realm, his better attributes should be ice and water. However, Lan Huayun saw that he also had a certain talent for thunder Taoism, and for ascetics, it is difficult to practice thunder in the early stage. Taoism is more lethal and helps in fighting, so he puts aside what he has learned before and specializes in the "Thunder Control Technique".
Tsk!
Situ Minglang suddenly raised his head, his eyes were already full of thunder, staring at Wu Yu, and without saying a word, he went straight towards Wu Yu!
"Heart-piercing thunder!"
This is Taoism!
One of them held the magic formula, and the other hand held the sword. On the way, the magic formula was completed, and he clicked on the thunder sword. Suddenly, there seemed to be endless magic power, condensed on the long sword, and the lightning and thunder on the blade increased tenfold. , Situ Minglang used his domineering power and lightning-like steps to stab Wu Yu in the heart. If the thunder passed through his heart, he would definitely die.
Situ Minglang's move immediately caused a commotion. Judging from the scene, he was already the top one among the twelve with this technique alone and his physical strength.
In comparison, although Wu Yu is tall and scornful, his Qi condensation is Qi condensation, and the combination of Taoism and magic weapon is simply crushing! Tongtian disciples can almost expect that this will be a one-hit kill scene!
"die!"
With the Supreme Protector sitting in charge, Situ Minglang can kill with confidence today! The thunderous sword struck through the heart. Before the sword could reach him, the violent thunder had exploded a large amount of rubble around him, causing the ground to burst into flames and become scorched black.
By this moment, Qingmang's heart was already in his throat and his face was pale...
Wu Yu's counterattack seemed a little weak. He just held the sword with both hands and swept it across.
"Jin Yan Hengkong!"
The 'Golden Flame Dragon Slaying Technique', which he had just mastered, was revealed in Wu Yu's hands.
when!
There was an ear-shattering sound, like a mountain collapsing and an iron ball falling from a high altitude. It made everyone's ears buzz and their minds went blank. At this moment, what they saw was actually Wu Yu's sword. Sweeping, the flames flew, and they hit the thunder-inducing sword with great speed. An inhumane force suddenly erupted, and Situ Minglang and the thunder-inducing sword were swept away thirty feet!
Situ Minglang soared in the sky, the demon-suppressing sword shining in the sunset, the young man with golden light flowing all over his body... Such scenes made the Douxian Platform so silent that even if a pin dropped, it would be clearly audible.
This silence lasted for a long time, until Situ Mingli stumbled to the ground and almost rolled to the ground.
"Uh..." Situ Minglang raised his head in shock. The most unbearable thing here was probably himself.
Judging from this confrontation, he, who had a 99% chance of winning, was actually at a disadvantage. Wu Yu actually relied on the power of the Mortal Body Forging Realm to beat him away...
Such a scene can only be described as incredible.
That's right, relying on the blood drops in the Hericium fruit, Wu Yu worked hard day and night, without rest, and finally on this day, he entered the ninth level of the Mortal Body Forging Realm and reached the level of immortal transformation. He had the strength of three thousand war horses before, but now it has soared to more than five thousand war horses. His physical strength alone is far beyond Situ Minglang.
That's why there was such a shocking sword strike that knocked Situ Minglang away and shocked the whole audience!
Even Lan Huayun's gaze trembled, and her eyes changed slightly. Maybe now she understood why Feng Xueya cared about Wu Yu.
Of course, Wu Yu is not proud. Situ Mingliang did not regard him as his opponent before, but now he has suffered. With his character, he is afraid that he will enter a state of crazy fighting. From this point of view, the real battle will be at this time. That’s the beginning!
As expected, Situ Minglang bit his lip until it bled, and then he raised the lightning-inducing sword. He stretched out two fingers of his left hand and placed them on the lightning-inducing sword. He looked at the sky angrily, stepped on mysterious steps under his feet, and shouted loudly: "The power of heaven is vast, all the immortals are above, rolling divine thunder, coming with swords!"
For a moment, the sky was dark, with flying sand and rocks. Only a god could control the wind and clouds like this. Wu Yu looked up in shock, and saw that the clouds and mist on the sky suddenly turned black, and there were thunderous explosions. Suddenly, he saw A bowl of foul-mouthed thunder snakes suddenly appeared on the clouds, containing a deadly murderous intent!
"The art of controlling thunder will destroy your bones!"
Amidst the changes in the situation, Situ Minglang showed a cold smile, and the lightning-inducing sword was already pointed at Wu Yu.