Heaven’s Devourer

For Wu Yu, Kang Ki's death is inevitable.

On the side of swordplay, there is the base behind the Yin Yang sword wheel, plus the two sword cultivation techniques of newborn Yin Yang Yi Qi sword and Avenue Golden sword technology, which makes him a sword master, at least within Tongtian sword sect.

Seventh most important virtuous magic, combined with the four heights of the inner Vajra Buddha, magic, flesh and flesh, and the immortal monkey turns, killing Kang Ki directly, is no longer a miracle, it is an easy thing.

Even if it's only been a month, it's not what it used to be!

This is the gap between genius and ordinary monks!

Unfortunately, it wasn't until the last minute before his death that Kang Ki truly realized the horror of Wu Yi. As for the thousands of disciples of Yongan Di Palace, they are now naturally frightened, a fart urinating. When Wu Yu, his peer, walked into the enclosed Yongan Di Palace, they screamed, cried, trembled back, crowded, stepped on people, a pale face, full of awesome face, without the courage to fight.

Wu Yu came twice and has inflicted a mythical trauma on them!

Now everyone looks at the same age person bathed in the golden magic light, when a man takes the lead, he actually kneels down on his knees brushing, shouting: “Wu Yi, forgive me, don't kill us! ”

“It is Lord Kang, the elders, who are going to take over all of your sword pieces. We are just young disciples. We have not been able to decide anything, and we have not participated in it. Please show mercy and forgive us! ”

At one time, thousands of people fell on their knees in front of Wu Yiu's eyes and wept.

Only before the war between Wu Yu and Kang Kee, their ugly words had long exposed themselves. How can Wu Yu believe that these people are innocent?

They are not strong enough, otherwise by this time, they will be at the foot of the Bibo Mountains.

Looking at this face of fear and hypocrisy, it really is Kang Yuan's disciple, but it is very similar to his appearance. Wu Yuan had to think of Hao Tianshen, which made him realize that the Zhongyuan Daozhong, there are so many such colors!

It is indeed shameful to compare the steel bones of the Tongtian Sword faction.

“Originally prepared, so the technique was reinvigorated, threatening Kang Ki and the thousands of people, so that Kang Qiang had to come back again, but if Kang Qiang came back, I still can't deal with him, I can only delay a little...”

“Nowadays, if you give me Mo Yundo, I'm afraid it also implies me, use a new method. ”

That cloud vine is as hard as steel and magic, and it can stretch 500 feet!

When the disciples of the other party woefully begged for forgiveness, Wu Yun forced them to suddenly take out the 'Mo Yun Vine' from the sack of Sumi, and when the power was instilled, the Mo Yun Vine was insanely long, spreading like a giant black serpent, even growing branches and sharp barbs, like a 500-length iron whip in Wu Yun's hand!

Seeing this Moyundo, which belonged to Kang Ding, the disciples were shocked!

“He's going to use Mo Yundo...”

Before the end of the conversation, Wu Yin's hands rolled over, Mo Yundo rolled like a giant snake, and passed from a panicked disciple, suddenly, like a large net stopped the thousands of people, then tightened directly, Mo Yundo actually between the moments, tied the thousands of disciples together, like a string, thousands of people before and after, wrapped around this Mo Yundo in sequence!

“Ah!”

A time, thousands of people, a shocking scream of despair!

That's because, the more they struggle, the more the moyundo spreads on the vine and the barbed leaves on the branches, the tighter it becomes, the more it gets into its flesh, causing dense numbness wounds on its body, and the entire moyundo stains the blood red for a time.

Horror, cruelty, struggle, despair overhang the heads of thousands of people.

Thousands of people, become prisoners of Wu Yu!

With Mo Yundo, Wu Yu had this idea, this way!

“If I were you, I would calm down and accept my judgment against you. If anyone screams out loud and bothers me, I would send him straight home. ”

Wu Yu's calm voice, in a scream of extraordinary stinging ears, will be the disciple of Zhongyuan Daozheng, scared to death.

“Wu Yu, you must not die well! You are doomed, even if you kidnap us, what's the use! You will die a terrible death, my lord, and you will experience the pain of the world! ”

Of the thousands, one or two were not afraid of dying, and they fought against Wu Yi and shouted wildly.

Wu Yi tightened Mo Yundo, strangled these few directly, that striking picture, made the thousands more trembling, but all listened, even if fear, no one screamed again.

“Come out!”

Wu Yu, like a herd of animals, pulled thousands of the disciples that Jiang Yu wanted to protect out of Yongan Di Palace.

That scene is spectacular!

But nobody knows what Wu Yu really wants to do. What's the point of hijacking a thousand people in this place?

Soon, Wu Yu gave the answer!

His face was silent, reaching out, black-and-white sword formed a sword, let his swordsmanship control, suspended in the sky, Wu Yu easily jumped up, the direction pointed to Tongtian Sword pie, between moments, he didn't even say a word, the sword of the king sword rushed to the sky!

“Wow!”

This thousand disciples suddenly understood Wu Yi's behavior, and even more frightened to lose his soul for a moment.

If not, when he let Wu Yun rush to the sky, the thousands of disciples entwined by Mo Yundo flew. They hung high in the sky. So many disciples actually let Wu Yun hold them, fly to the sky, and fly in the direction of the sword sect. Even if it carried so many people, the speed of Wu Yun's sword flight was not much slower!

That's the difference between flying a sword and riding a crane!

A crane, at most, can bear a few people, but it can't fly.

That Zhongyuan Xianshan also has hundreds of thousands of miscellaneous disciples and some external disciples. Today, they see a shocking scene. Some of them have swords striking the sky and dragged thousands of Zhongyuandao disciples on their hands. Those Zhongyuandao disciples, basically head down, feet up, one rolled in the air, smashed the clouds, fell into seven and eight vegetables, screamed Lian...

Thousands of disciples were stringed together like a giant meat skewer flying through the sky.

“Oh my God! ”

On that day, Wu Yi struck the heart of all the disciples of Zhongyuan Daozhong.

Let them really realize, what, it's called Sword Shu!

……

Three days!

The wind and snow cliffs were pale, the cold sweat brush on the forehead brushed downstream, and the hands of the sword array were under control, trembling a little all the time.

Looking at the other eight, the situation is worse than the wind and snow cliffs. Some of the feet are shaking and can't stand.

In front of them, nearly twenty men in the array of ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords set off a stunning duel! Every master is resisting the Kendo killing machine, desperately rushing up. Now Wu Yu is not here. Once he rushes in two people, or one of Jiang Yu and Jiuxian, or even the tenth heaviest condensation, this 10,000 sword array will completely collapse and disappear. By then, all of the swordsmen will need to fight the three enemies in life and death!

The closer they get to success, the crazier they get, the more desperate they are, and of course, more arrogant, that sound of threat, the shocking of Bibo Mountain, the disciples of the Thousand Swords, probably also know that the end of the day is near, those disciples who swore to die, have long been on the front line, even drew their own magical swords!

Watching the array of swords is like a canoe in the sea. The disciples know that the array of swords has run out of air. This war persists to this day, and it is time to see it.

“Brothers and sisters, do not be stingy with our taboo today!” As the leader of the disciples, he knows better that in this battle it is especially important to inspire their hearts, because they are weak.

“Yes!”

Thousands of people roared, the long sword sparkled with thousands of kinds of light, and the disciples of the swordsman sect had never been so killer and exasperated.

Boom!

The 10,000 sword array on the top of his head was torn open several large gaps, fortunately no one was on top of his head at this time, otherwise they would all rush in.

Beyond the array of swords, the demons spread across the mountains, the changes became the main body, the demons rushed to the sky, they hid in the mountain forest, in the river, is the most horrible place of all the swords.

Instead, they are the disciples of Zhongyuan Daozhong. Although they are arrogant and trekking, they are not afraid!

However, they have been reminded that what is even more frightening is the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea ‘Evil Army’. Don't look at the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea. There are only seven of them, and now there are even six of them. However, it is said that the older ones can summon a large number of ghost grievances through the monastic technique to form an army, not weaker than the demons, and even the most frightening opponents!

Otherwise, the Seven Ghosts of the Red Sea would not be eligible for so many benefits.

Demon army, evil ghost and soul army, Chinese Yuantao disciples, a friction fist to wipe the palms, with red eyes to look at the rich and spiritual Bibo mountains, they yearn for the coming of today, for today, they have been patient too long, for example, for demons, now is their hungriest time!

By contrast, Thong Tian Jian's sword cultivation, although it kills the air, is clearly not enough for tripartite killing!

This quadripartite divine war, two against two, is fine, one against three, the sword faction is almost in a deadlock!

“Teacher, it's useless to persevere any longer. Let's give up, save some strength, and finally fight...” The elder of the wooden song is only the ninth most condensed, is the weakest here, so it can't hold up.

Wood song is right.

The 10,000 sword arrays have been broken into this way. It would be better to start a direct war and save some strength to kill a few more.

He bit his teeth, looked at the sky, and finally he said, "Wait another time. ”

Three days, it has arrived, it can last until now, all because of his commitment to Wu Yu.

He didn't want Wu Yi to see, when he returned, what he saw was Bibo Mountain, blood flowing into the river.