"Why did Wu Yu grow taller?" Qingmang did not dare to approach Su Yanli and other leaders of the sect. She stood in the distance with a group of disciples from Wangtian Peak. Her little head was squeezed out of the crowd. When she saw this surprised scene, her little mouth was opened and could be stuffed into eggs.

She compared it and was originally thin, but now if she stood with Wu Yu, she would have to reach his lower abdomen.

"It's his turn to fight soon. I really don't want him to lose." Qingmang looked over there silently, his white face looked a little nervous.

To her, Wu Yu was like an older brother. In fact, when she was in the mortal world, she had an older brother. Because Qingmang entered the immortal gate, she never met again.

Time flies very quickly, and the core disciples of the Qi Condensation Realm, who are not far apart, have decided to win and lose. In the blink of an eye, it is evening. The clouds and mist have dissipated, and there is a gorgeous sunset hanging in the sky. The Douxian Platform, against the backdrop of the sunset light, is like an orange long sword, pointing to the sky slant, and the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect are the ants on the Douxian Platform.

"The last battle, Situ Minglang, Wu Yu." After a while, when he heard Elder Mu Ge's words, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Finally, it was the best place today. Almost everyone was waiting for the suspense to be revealed. The disciples on the Douxian Platform increased instead of decreasing, as if they could clearly feel their nervous hearts beating violently.

"My junior brother, don't embarrass my master. If you are on this station, as long as your life is still there, you will earn your face back." When leaving, Mo Shishu suddenly became serious and said to Wu Yu very solemnly.

Obviously, because the head sect was the supreme master who protected Wu Yu a year ago, today it also involves the face issue of the head sect.

"Okay!" It's useless to say more at this time. Wu Yu carried the sharp demon-suppressing sword and stepped forward, and arrived at the central battlefield in a few steps. For a moment, countless eyes were focused on him again. After being the Prince of Eastern Wu for so many years, he had received countless attention. Even in this immortal sect, Wu Yu was calm enough.

Mo Shishu, Su Yanli, Qingmang and their expectant eyes.

The disciples of Tongtian looked suspicious and contemptuously.

Situ Minglang hatred and cold eyes.

On the high platform, Lan Huayun and the elders were above and looked at each other!

All eyes were applied to Wu Yu's body, like countless dazzling lights burning his body. If he were an ordinary person, he was most afraid of such burning, but Wu Yu enjoyed it instead. He was the indestructible body of Vajra, and this burning gaze made his blood boil even more!

Now the Lingming stone fetus is more condensed. Under the sunset, you can vaguely see the golden veins, rolling hot blood, golden bones are emitting flames, and the golden crystal holes are shining like stars in the starry sky. In the spirit, a monkey king burns in the flames, and the blood-red cloak is flying in chaos, making a sound!

"Wu Yu! You still remember shame when you picked up the thing I threw away under your crotch that day!" Situ Minglang finally waited for this opportunity, and his heart was restless and hatred was really unbearable. As if there was thunder flashing on his body, he suddenly appeared in front of Wu Yu. The magic power of the cultivator caused a violent storm between the mountains and rocks.

"Situ Minglang, I killed your two brothers that day, but nothing happened. Do you still remember the aggrieved that day?" Wu Yu's words were as thunder as the ground, and Situ Minglang was too tender after all. Wu Yu had already mastered this kind of pre-war scolding on the battlefield. As soon as he said that all the moods that Situ Minglang had created had collapsed one after another, leaving only the violent anger.

boom!

Situ Minglang was angry, and all the disciples felt his terrifying magic power!

"This Wu Yu is so blatant, the Supreme Protector is still here..." Many disciples were shocked by the hearts of Wu Yu's courage.

As they saw, Wu Yu's biggest record was defeating Yuhuaishan, and Yuhuaishan and Situ Minglang were the difference between heaven and earth. I'm afraid that at this time, everyone was just speculating that Wu Yu would be killed by Situ Minglang within a few breaths.

"Wu Yu, I'm dead."

"Today, the head of the sect has not arrived, and the supreme lords are present. No one can save Wu Yu under the supreme lords."

Most people have this kind of thought.

Just when the crowd was restless, Situ Minglang could not bear it. The young monster was holding the magic trick in front of Wu Yu. Suddenly, a magic weapon appeared from him, rushed into the sky, and fell into his hand in a blink of an eye. It was a hard divine sword. The bright and toughness was filled with blue light. At the moment of collision, the blue light actually gave birth to thunder and lightning, wrapped around the sword blade, making crackling sounds, and the irritating power made people's scalp numb.

You can vaguely see that at the hilt of the sword, there is a thunder symbol carved. It is that symbol that absorbs the thunder elements between heaven and earth and transforms them like a sword. It seems that this is how the magic weapon is formed.

Only immortals can use magic tools.

"Thunder-guided sword!"

When Situ Minglang held the thunder sword in both hands, the thunder wrapped around him. Suddenly, his long black hair flew up in the flash of thunder, full of momentum!

Wu Yu inquired. Within a year of seclusion, Situ Minglang not only successfully condensed Qi, but also cultivated the 'Thunder Control Technique'. At the same level, his combat power was quite amazing.

When Situ Minglang was in the mortal body-building realm, his attributes were better than that of ice and water. However, Lan Huayun saw that he also had certain talents for Thunder Taoism, and for practitioners, practicing Thunder Taoism in the early stage was more lethal and helpful for fighting, so she let go of what she had learned before and specializes in the 'Thunder Control Technique'.

Hissing!

Situ Minglang suddenly looked up, his eyes were covered with thunder, staring at Wu Yu, and without saying a word, he came directly towards Wu Yu!

"Heart-piercing thunder!"

This is Taoism!

One of them was holding a magic trick, and the other hand held a sword. On the way, the magic trick was completed and pointed on the thunder-guiding sword. Suddenly, there seemed to be endless magic power, condensed on the long sword. The lightning thunder on the sword blade increased tenfold. Situ Minglang used his domineering power and lightning-like steps, and stabbed Wu Yu's heart ten feet in one step. If the thunder passes through his heart, he will definitely die.

Situ Minglang's move immediately caused a noise. Judging from this scene, he was already the top one among the twelve people with this technique and physical strength alone.

In comparison, although Wu Yu is tall and arrogant, condensing Qi means condensing Qi. The combination of Taoist techniques and magical instruments is a crushing force! The disciples of Tongtian could almost imagine that this would be a scene of killing with one blow!

"die!"

With the Supreme Advocate in charge, Situ Minglang is safe to kill people today! The thunder sword came through the heart. Before the sword arrived, the thunder that had gone wild had already exploded with a large amount of gravel around it, causing the earth to burn and burn.

By this moment, Qingmang's heart had already reached his throat and his face had turned pale...

Wu Yu's counterattack seemed a little weak. He just held the sword in both hands and swept across the sword.

"Golden flames are in the sky!"

The 'Golden Flame Dragon Slaying Art' that was not long after being used was shown in Wu Yu's hands.

when!

A loud noise was as if the mountain collapsed and the iron ball of ten thousand kilograms fell from the sky, making everyone's ears buzzing, and their minds were blank. At this moment, what they saw was that Wu Yu swept across the sword, the flames sped, and the thunder-spirited sword was extremely rapid and violently hit the thunder-spirited sword. Suddenly, a huge force burst out, sweeping Situ Minglang and the thunder-spirited sword were swept away thirty feet!

Situ Minglang was flying into the air, the demon-suppressing sword shining under the sunset, and the young man with golden light flowing all over his body... Such a picture made the Douxiantai silent, and it was probably clear that a needle fell to the ground.

This silence lasted for a long time until Situ Minglang staggered to the ground and almost rolled to the ground.

"Uh..." Situ Minglang raised his head in horror. The most unbearable thing here was afraid that it was 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-building realm to pull himself away...

Such a scene can only be described as incredible.

That's right, relying on the blood drops in the monkey-headed fruit, Wu Yu worked hard day and night, and finally stepped into the ninth level of the mortal body-building realm on this day and reached the level of immortal transformation. He had the power of three thousand war horses before, but now he directly soared to more than five thousand war horses. The power of his body alone was far superior to Situ Minglang.

Therefore, this shocking sword was created to kill Situ Minglang and shock the audience!

Even Lan Huayun's gaze trembled, and her eyes changed slightly. Perhaps at this time she understood why Fengxueya took care of Wu Yu.

Of course, Wu Yu was not proud. Situ Minglang did not regard him as an opponent before, but now he has suffered a lot. With his nature, he is afraid that he will enter a state of crazy fighting. From this point of view, the real battle begins at this time!

Sure enough, Situ Minglang bit his lips and bleeded, then raised the Thunder Sword, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, and pressed it on the Thunder Sword, looked at Cangtian with a mysterious step under his feet, shouting loudly: "The power of the sky is vast, all the immortals are on it, the rolling divine thunder, the sword is drawn!"

For a moment, the sky was dim and the sand and stones were flying. It was really a god, so he could control the wind and clouds. Wu Yu looked up in shock and saw that the clouds and mist in the sky turned black for a moment, and there was a thunder blew up. Suddenly, he saw a bowl of thunders as thick as a bowl of thunder suddenly appeared on the clouds, hiding the murderous intent that would be dead!

"The Thunder God Technique wants your corpse to remain!"

As the storm changed, a cold sneer appeared on the corner of Situ Minglang's mouth, and the thunder-striking sword had pointed at Wu Yu.
Chapter completed!