For Wu Yu, Jiang Ji's death in battle was actually inevitable.

In terms of swordsmanship, there is a foundation behind the Yin-Yang Sword Wheel, and the two sword cultivation techniques of the first Yin-Yang Yi Qi Sword and the Great Dao Golden Sword Technique made him become, at least, the swordsman master within the Tongtian Sword Sect.

It is no miracle that the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Realm, plus the four-meter-high inner Vajra Buddha, the magic power and physical body are combined, and the immortal ape transformation to directly kill Jiang Ji is no longer a miracle, it is considered an easy thing.

Even if it has only been one month, it is different from the past!

This is the difference between geniuses and ordinary monks!

Unfortunately, Jiang Ji only realized Wu Yu's terror at the last moment before his death. As for the thousands of disciples of the Yong'an Underground Palace, they were naturally scared and urinated one by one. When Wu Yu, his peer, walked into the closed Yong'an Underground Palace, they screamed, screamed, trembled, retreated, crowded, and stepped on people, and each faced pale, with a sad face, and had no courage to fight.

Wu Yu’s arrival twice has brought them a mythical soul-stricken injury!

Now everyone is looking at this peer who is bathed in the golden magic light. When one of them takes the lead, they kneel down on the ground and shouts: "Wu Yu, spare your life, don't kill us!"

"The one who wants to capture your Tongtian Sword Sect is Sect Master Jiang and the elders. We are just young disciples. We have no choice but to decide anything and have not participated in it. Please be kind and spare us!"

For a moment, thousands of people knelt in front of Wu Yu and cried bitterly.

But before Wu Yu and Jiang Ji fought, their ugly words had long exposed themselves. How could Wu Yu believe that these people are innocent?

Because they were not strong enough, they would have already arrived at the foot of the Bibo Mountains by this time.

Looking at these fearful and hypocritical faces, they were really worthy of being Jiang Xie's disciples, and they were very similar to his hypocritical appearance. Wu Yu couldn't help but think of the Immortal of Haotian. Only then did he realize that there were so many such people in the Zhongyuan Dao Sect!

Compared with the strong and unyielding sword sect, it is indeed shameful.

"I was originally prepared to use the same trick again, threatening Jiang Ji and these thousands of people, forcing Jiang Xie to come back again, but if Jiang Xie comes back, I still can't deal with him, so I can only delay a little time..."

"Now, since Master gave me the Moyun Vine, I'm afraid it's also a hint that I'll use a new method."

The Moyun Vine is as strong as steel and can extend by five hundred feet!

When the other disciples begged for mercy, Wu Yu rushed to them and suddenly took out the "Moyun Vine" from the Sumeru bag. When the magic power was infused, the Moyun Vine suddenly grew wildly, spreading like a black giant snake, and even growing branches and sharp barbs, like a five hundred feet long iron whip in Wu Yu's hand!

When the disciples saw this Moyun Teng, which originally belonged to Jiang Ding, were shocked!

"He wants to use Moyun Vine..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Yu's hand rolled in his hand, and the Moyun Vine rolled like a giant snake, passing by the disciples who were fleeing in a panic. Suddenly, it stopped the thousands of people like a big net, and then tightened it directly. The Moyun Vine actually tied the thousands of disciples together in an instant, like a string, and thousands of people were wrapped around the Moyun Vine in order!

"ah!"

For a moment, thousands of people rang out screams of earth-shaking despair!

That's because the more they struggled, the more the barbs on the branches and leaves of the Moyun Vine would be wrapped tightly, piercing into its flesh and blood, causing dense wounds on its body. For a moment, the entire Moyun Vine would stain the blood red.

Terror, cruelty, struggle, despair, enveloped the heads of thousands of people.

Thousands of people became Wu Yu's prisoners!

With Moyun Teng, Wu Yu had such an idea and such a way!

"If I were you, I would calm down and accept my judgment on you. If anyone screamed loudly and disturbed me, I would send him to the west."

Wu Yu's calm voice was particularly harsh in the screams, and even scared some disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect to incontinence.

"Wu Yu, you must die a good death! Your Tongtian Sword Sect has been destroyed. What's the use of hijacking us? You will die miserably. Our sect leader will let you experience all the pain in the world!"

Among the thousands, there were always one or two people who were not afraid of death who fought against Wu Yu and shouted wildly.

Wu Yu tightened the Moyun Teng and strangled these people to death. The shocking scene made the thousands of people tremble even more, but they were all obedient. No one screamed again even if they were afraid.

"come out!"

Wu Yu pulled out of the Yong'an Underground Palace like a group of animals.

That scene was spectacular!

However, no one knows what Wu Yu wants to do. What is the purpose of hijacking these thousand people here?

Soon, Wu Yu gave the answer!

His face was silent, and he stretched out his hand. The black and white Taoist sword formed a sword aura, allowing his sword control to be controlled by it, floating in the air. Wu Yu easily jumped up and pointed to the Tongtian Sword Sect. In an instant, he even rushed to the sky without saying a word!

"Wow!"

These thousands of disciples suddenly understood Wu Yu's actions, and they were so scared that they were even lost.

Sure enough, when Wu Yu rushed into the sky, thousands of disciples entangled by Moyun Vine flew up and hung high in the sky. So many disciples were actually carried by Wu Yu, flying into the sky and flying towards the Tongtian Sword Sect. Even though he carried so many people, Wu Yu's speed of flying with his sword was not much slower!

This is the difference between flying with swords and riding on a crane!

A crane can withstand a few people at most, so it cannot fly.

There were hundreds of thousands of servile disciples and some outer disciples in Zhongyuan Immortal Mountain. Today, they saw a shocking scene. Someone rushed into the sky with his sword. He actually dragged thousands of disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect in his hands. Those disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect basically turned their heads down and their feet up, rolling in the air one by one, breaking through the clouds, falling to the point of being dizzy, screaming in pain...

Thousands of disciples were skewed into a string, just like a huge meat skewer flying through the sky.

"Oh my God!"

That day, Wu Yu hit the hearts of all the disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect.

Let them truly realize what is called a sword cultivator!

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Three days!

Feng Xueya looked pale, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. His hands that controlled the Ten Thousand Sword Formation were trembling for a moment.

Looking at the other eight, the situation is worse than that of Fengxue Cliff. Some of them are already trembling and cannot stand firmly.

In front of them, nearly twenty people were in the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, setting off a shocking duel with Ten Thousand Swords! Every master was resisting the murderous intent of the sword and rushing up desperately. Now Wu Yu is not there. Once two people rushed in, or one of Jiang Xie and the Nine Immortals, or even one of them in the tenth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, the Ten Thousand Sword Formation will completely collapse and die. At that time, everyone in the Tongtian Sword Sect will need to fight the three enemies in a life-and-death battle!

The closer they were to success, the more crazy and desperate they were, of course, the more arrogant they were. The threats shocked the blue waves and mountains. The disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect probably knew that the end of the world was approaching, and those disciples who were surging blood and fighting to the death had long stood at the forefront and even drew out their magic weapon and sword!

Seeing that the Ten Thousand Sword Formation was as shaking as a small boat in the sea, the disciples knew that the Ten Thousand Sword Formation had been exhausted, and the war had been persisted until now, and it was time to see the truth.

"Brothers and sisters, today, please don't be stingy with our forbidden Taoist techniques!" As the leader of his disciples, Wantian Yuxue knew even more that it was especially important to inspire their hearts in this battle because they were weak.

"yes!"

Thousands of people roared, and the long sword shone with thousands of lights. The disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect had never had such a murderous moment.

Boom boom boom boom!

The Ten Thousand Sword Formation above the head was torn apart several large gaps. Fortunately, no one was above the head at this time, otherwise they would have rushed in.

Outside the Ten Thousand Sword Formation, the demons all over the mountains and fields have changed into their original bodies, and the demonic energy soars into the sky. They are hiding in the mountains and forests and rivers, which is the most terrifying place of the Tongtian Sword Sect.

On the contrary, although the disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect were all arrogant and domineering, they were not afraid!

However, in fact, they have been reminded that what is even more terrifying is the "Evil Ghost Army" of the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea. Although there are only seven people in the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea, there are even six now, it is said that the older ones can summon a large number of evil ghost souls through ghost cultivation techniques to form a legion, which is not inferior to demons, and is even the most terrifying opponent!

If not, the Seven Ghosts of Chihai are not qualified to have so many benefits.

The army of demons, the army of evil ghosts and the disciples of Zhongyuan Dao Sect were all ready to look at the abundant and abundant blue waves with blood-red eyes. They were eager for the arrival of today. For today, they had endured it for too long. For example, for demons, it is their hunger!

In comparison, although the sword cultivator of Tongtian Sword Sect is so murderous, it is obviously not enough to kill three parties!

In this four-way god battle, two-on-two is OK, one-on-three, the Tongtian Sword Sect is almost in a deadlock!

"Master, it's useless to persevere. It's better to give up, keep some strength, and fight in the end..." Elder Mu Ge only has the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm, which is the weakest here, so he can't hold on anymore.

Mu Ge is right.

The Ten Thousand Sword Formation has been broken like this, it is better to start a war directly, and you can still retain some strength and kill more.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the sky, and finally said, "Wait for another hour."

Three days have arrived, and it is all because of his promise to Wu Yu.

He didn't want Wu Yu to see it. When he returned, he saw blue waves of mountains and blood flowing into rivers.
Chapter completed!