There has always been a saying in the world that weapons are in hand and their merits are ten times higher, but this often refers to the fact that before the True Gang, once the True Gang is achieved, the gap will narrow sharply.

However, a magic weapon with the characteristics of "breaking weapons and breaking armor" and "indestructible" has also increased significantly for warriors.

As the sword light came to an end, what Yang Yu felt the most was that "lifting heavy weights as light" and "lifting lightly as heavy".

These two characteristics that act on weapons can add 30% of his sword skills to his sword.

Don’t underestimate 30%. For Yang Yu’s practice today, these 30% are almost equivalent to breaking through one level of sword techniques!

In the exterior, it is to destroy it!

With one sword, the blooming light surging like a sea of ​​tide, destroying all attacks that slashed at him, including the "blood demon".

Xie Hui came prepared, possessing blood demon magic weapons, and the patriarchs of the other major families also had more or less a means of being in the bottom of the box.

There are many of them that made him look a little bit sideways, but apart from the blood demon, there was no one that made him feel threatened.

when!

Another sword swept across the blood demon. Yang Yu did not entangle with him, but chased him out in one step and killed Xie Hui.

The knife light is like the moon, cutting the airflow.

And he took away the fire of life that everyone passed along the way while he was striding and plundering.

For a moment, in the huge underground palace, besides shouting and screaming, there was only the rustling sound of the leaves blowing like the wind.

"Rare..."

Before Xie Hui's voice of both liver and gallbladder was revealed, he had been cut into insignificant particles by the rushing sword wind.

"So cruel..."

Feng Wushuang sent out a few scared guests casually. Looking back, her eyelids couldn't help but jump and smelled a strong crisis.

This is not hostility or murderous aura, but the gap between them is so large that it is a certain extent, like an ordinary person encountering a tiger on the road, trembling from the inside out.

Unlike the restraint of the old woman in the mountain, the sharp edge in front of her was as sharp as a divine sword that was cutting through everything in one mouthful.

It seems that when I look at it, my eyes will be pierced and bleeded.

Over the years, through the powerful information channels of Liansheng Sect, she has contacted countless famous masters in the world, but there are very few who have such momentum.

And the same aura...

After swaying the folding fan, Feng Wushuang couldn't help but squint.

call!

The sudden strong wind fell to the ground by the true energy pressure. Yang Yu stretched out his hand and held the "blood demon" that was knocked away by him.

This is a red crystal-like human skull, and at first glance, you can feel a bloodthirsty and cruelty.

He gently pinched it, and with Yang Yu's powerful control of qi and blood, he actually noticed the slight loss of blood and energy, and had to wrap it with true energy.

"What kind of person left the bone..."

Yang Yu exerted his five fingers, and he could almost pinch the black iron into a huge mud, but the red skull seemed to be motionless.

"Why don't you kill this person?"

With a dull sound, an old man covered in blood was slapped to the ground. He looked panicked and extremely embarrassed.

It is Wang Qichu.

"The day before yesterday, someone went to the Taoist yamen to beat the drum and sued this person..."

Yang Yu played with the "Red Skull" and replied casually:

"I've written it down."

In the underground palace, there were hundreds of masters from the eight masters, so he naturally did not kill them all, but what was left was even more damn.

Feng Wushuang glanced at Wang Qichu with disgust, a little surprised:

"These days, hundreds of people beat drums and complaining about the wrongdoers, do you actually remember it?"

“Impressed.”

Yu Yang put away the "blood demon".

In front of him, Wang Qichu no longer had his previous demeanor, shaking like a sieve, but gritted his teeth tightly and did not beg for mercy.

As if he felt Yang Yu's gaze, he spoke tremblingly, his voice hoarse:

"You, you beast, you will kill me, kill me, kill me!"

In a high position, for decades, except for his bloody hands at the age of twelve, he had no more dirty work to do in the decades.

Suddenly, I saw this scene like a mountain of corpse, and was almost scared to death.

He was afraid of death, but he knew that the fierce thug in front of him would never show mercy. If he didn't kill himself, he would be afraid that he would have a more cruel ending waiting for him.

"When leaving this underground palace, some people want to kill you, why bother to hurry?"

Yang Yu bounced his fingers, and as the wind circulated, the other four magic weapons fell into his hands.

However, compared with the "blood demon", these four items are not surprising.

The magic weapon is limited by the divine seeds, and not all divine seeds have the ability to attack and protect themselves. The strength of these four pieces is also poor and is significantly damaged.

"you!"

Wang Qichu shivered. Of course he knew who would be waiting for him outside.

"You are so cruel!"

"When it comes to being cruel, Yang is not as good as you, an old pig and dog. He burns people as wax... I really want to dig out your brain stem to see how many maggots are in it!"

Yu Yang's eyes were very cold.

Through the Book of Life and Death, what he could see was much more specific and detailed than any information.

What else he wanted to say, Yang Yu had already knocked him out with a blink of an eye.

Feng Wushuang was very sensitive. He noticed the fluctuations in Yang Yu's heart and couldn't help but shake his head:

"There are countless people like him in this world. If you are angry and killed because of this, you will not need to do anything in your life."

"Or, because, keeping the precepts?"

While talking, she looked at Yang Yu deeply.

Throughout history, the biggest reason why many people have abandoned the precepts is that the masters of the supernatural powers who die because of the precepts are far more powerful than those who fight in the martial arts world.

Keeping precepts is actually nothing to your own rules. It is not easy to maintain your original intention, and this is not a constraint in itself.

However, in a sense, the method of keeping precepts is also a flaw!

Avoid sex, do not indulge in sensuality, and those who abstain from killing should not start killing, and those who abstain from greed should not seek excessive demands...

And this is, in a sense, a flaw!

"Kill one, and you will feel relieved in your heart. If you can't kill it, what if you can't finish it?"

Yang Yu calmed down his qi, blood and mood.

Feng Wushuang's temptation was well aware of it, but he was not willing to talk about such a secret with outsiders. He casually said something and then turned to the rioters outside the city.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Northwest Road is in chaos, and Yan Dongjun is just a nominal leader. He is a powerful army and has two more troops, and they are also coming towards the Northwest Road City.

"If this is the case, Brother Yang will not dare to trap himself in a certain place. Your personality will not be the leader..."

Feng Wushuang shook her head in her heart.

In this world, there are warriors who are eager to be righteous and righteous, and there are righteous ministers who can be counted for three thousand years. How can there be an emperor who hates evil?

She didn't believe that the person in front of her could accomplish great things. So what if she had better martial arts than Zhang Xuanba?

Not suitable, it is not suitable.

"Maybe."

Feng Wushuang was not the first to say so, and I think it would not be the last one, but Yang Yu didn't care.

If you can't do it yourself, how can you determine that others can't do it?

"...but two thugs are nothing to you..."

Seeing that Yang Yu was not in high spirits, Feng Wushuang was not interested in saying anything. After saying a few words, Feng Wushuang raised his hand to say goodbye:

"The Sun Shooting Dao Fruit is hidden in the secret library of the General Altar. If you want to get it hard, Wushuang said goodbye. I hope to see you next time, Brother Yang can break through the 'Heaven Pass'..."

While speaking, the great saint of Liansheng Sect was about to say goodbye, but suddenly remembered something and turned around:

"By the way, I heard that a few days ago, there was a black tide soaring into the sky. It seemed that the old demon was about to come out of seclusion, but no one knew where he was going..."

"The Black Mountain Old Demon."

Yang Yu's eyes were slightly deeper.

He got the second best to kill Polang, and he was only short of the time when he gathered all the money.

Just when to get it...
To be continued...