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Chapter 835: Fighting the Xuanwu Youth(1/2)

There are currently four sons of Xuanwu Immortal Sect.

These four sons of Xuanwu are named after spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Among them, the son of Chun and the son of Qiu are the most popular, and the competition between the two is very fierce.

The four sons of Xuanwu each have their own power. The twenty-four young men of Xuanwu all worshipped them as their backers. Shi Zhonglei is from Qiu's son, and the purple-robed monk Liu Jian is from Chun's son. The two of them are usually very disagreeable.

Shi Zhonglei appeared, and the form of the scene changed instantly.

Liu Jian said with a gloomy face: "Shi Zhonglei, you little dog meddled with rats. Do you better think about how to protect your own acre of three-point land?"

Shi Zhonglei sneered, he looked around and said loudly: "All the disciples of Xia Kingdom listened. It is good for He Zhongting to leave the Xuanwu Hall. But the one who succeeded He Zhongting was Zhu Yu, a young man from the Xuanwu Hall. You can only be Zhu Yu's mountaintop. Those who dare to surrender to other mountaintops will be regarded as the boss!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhu Yu, haven't you shown up yet?"

On the other side of the void, Zhu Yu was wearing a blue robe and his body slowly emerged.

When Liu Jian and the other three saw Zhu Yu, their faces instantly became gloomy.

One of them laughed and said, "Zhuyu, the country of Xia? When did Zhuyu become a native of Xia? Let me tell you, Zhuyu is just a monk from the side sect world. If you think about it, what will happen if you follow a monk from the side sect?

He Zhongting left, our son of spring is willing to absorb you. This is your glory.

I will count one, two or three, you will choose your own choice. If you are willing to follow us, please move closer to us. We will not force you..."

After this person said this, many people in the outer disciple camp were shaken and began to stir up.

Zhu Yu and the others have never heard of it, and Zhu Yu is not from Xia Kingdom, but just a monk from the side world.

As a genius who grew up in the main world, in their eyes, the world of side doors is a place where birds do not shit.

Can Xuanwu Boys come from the side world?

Even if the young man from Xuanwu can be born, I'm afraid this guy won't be able to stay in Xuanwu Hall for long and will be driven away sooner or later.

"I am willing to follow Liu Xianchang!" The outer disciples shouted loudly.

He rose up and was about to move closer to Liu Jian.

A black light flashed through the void.

A scream sounded. The man had just risen up. The next moment, he was cut into two pieces by a black sword light.

"Huang Tong is dead!"

The outer disciples' camp was panicked.

Although Huang Tong is not the strongest in the outer sect, he also has good strength and is a master with great hope of becoming a Void Immortal.

But in one move, he was killed by the Xuanwu boy. It can be imagined that the Xuanwu boy's strength is.

Everyone sees it clearly. The person who takes action is Zhu Yu!

Zhu Yu killed the first outer disciple with one sword, and his voice became cold, saying, "Didn't you hear Shi Xianchang's warning from the people on the mountain in Xia Kingdom? You dare to take the blame. The fate is death!"

On the side of Liu Jian, three Xuanwu boys were furious.

Liu Jian shouted, "Zhu Yu, what are you doing? You actually violated the rules of Xuanwu Hall?"

Zhu Yu said coldly: "You don't need to teach me the rules. The rule of Xuanwu Hall is that the son of Xuanwu cannot kill the outer disciples, but this rule is limited to different hills. I am their master. Killing the traitors of the back of the master is also your turn to teach me the rules?"

Liu Jian was stunned. He didn't expect Zhu Yu to be so eloquent. He wanted to bully Zhu Yu as a newcomer, but now it seems that he can't bully anymore.

However, if you can't get these three thousand peaks from the rules, you'll be tough.

"Zhou Yang, it seems that Zhu Yu doesn't recognize my son of Chun, so give him some memory!"

The son of Xuanwu named Zhou Yang was the yellow-robed monk who just made fun of Zhu Yu.

He smiled gloomyly and looked at Zhu Yu coldly and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhu Yu, it takes strength to occupy the mountain. Do you have the strength to occupy the three thousand peaks of Xia Kingdom?"

Zhu Yu stared at the other party with his eyes on his face, and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, why don't you give it a try?"

"Okay!" Zhou Yang said spontaneously.

After he finished speaking, a golden flying sword was instantly sacrificed, and the sword light slashed towards Zhu Yu like lightning.

"Celestial level sword path?"

Zhu Yu felt a stern.

This is his first time fighting with a young man from Xuanwu. The opponent's swordsmanship is actually the Great Dao Wuhen, which is obviously a heaven-level swordsmanship.

Zhu Yu often has the advantage in swordsmanship with the "Stay of the Sun", but today, facing the opponent's heaven-level swordsmanship, Zhu Yu has no advantage at all.

Zhu Yu's "Lonely Killing" flying sword was sacrificed.

The mental method of "Lotus Moves Nine Heavens" is activated, and the two of them instantly faces dozens of swords in the void.

Zhu Yu found that he was actually weaker in strength.

The young man of Xuanwu is worthy of being a genius among geniuses. Zhou Yang is amazing enough.

When encountering a strong enemy, Zhu Yu did not show weakness. On the contrary, his fighting spirit was completely aroused.

He used a set of "Staying Yang Art" to the extreme.

The black sword light, the settling sun technique used by the black sword not only has the artistic conception of the settling sun as blood, but also has the rustling bleakness.

The two of them rolled in the air, and the gods on the outer gate below were fascinated by the gods on the land.

Xuanwu is a world of geniuses, and Xuanwu boy is a genius among geniuses. Although he is a celestial master, how can the celestial master resist such supernatural powers and swords?

Even the land gods may not be able to block one move.

It is generally impossible to kill people across the realm, but it is simply too easy for the Xuanwu boy.

Even if a group of outer disciples observe this kind of swordsmanship once, it will be of great help to their cultivation.

Soon, the two fought for seventy or eighty moves, and Zhou Yang had the upper hand but could not win.

He smiled, raised his hand, and a ball of green mist rose in his hand.

Zhu Yu was about to fight to the point where suddenly his hair stood up in an instant, and a sense of crisis that he had never experienced before was filled with his heart.

He immediately used his natal magical power "Void Hidden".

The figure disappeared out of thin air.

Just as he disappeared, a light green knife instantly penetrated the void.

The knife passed through Zhu Yu's chest in the fourth space. The avenue inside Zhu Yu's body trembled and almost collapsed.

"ah……"

Zhu Yu groaned, his eyes turned black and he almost fainted.

"This... this is a magic weapon! a magic weapon close to the immortal level!"

"Dog Damn Xuanwu Boy!"

Zhu Yu bit his tongue through with one bite, and in the depths of the void, he suddenly transformed into a huge golden demon.

The surging vitality in the body quickly stopped the injury in the chest.

The damage caused by magic weapons is generally difficult to heal. Even if Zhu Yu approaches the realm of rebirth of blood, his combat power will be greatly damaged.

"I suffered a loss!"

"Haha!" Zhou Yang laughed proudly, "A newcomer dares to fight with me. The previous battle was just to play with you. I couldn't even stop my wind sword. You dare to compete with Brother Liu!"

"roar!"

In the void, the red fish roared loudly.

He punched the Void God and fought with the green knife in the air.

With the physical body's magic weapon, Zhu Yu's huge body slowly emerged.

"The body's magic weapon is resisting. I know you are a god and demon body refining cultivator. But so what? Can you carry my magic weapon? What will you use to resist my flying sword?"

Zhou Yang said coldly.

His golden flying sword sprinkled the sword lights in the sky in the void, covering Zhu Yu's body.

"Three heads and six arms!"

Zhu Yu's huge body instantly rushed out of his two heads and four hands.

Three heads and six hands, guarding all directions.

"So what about magic weapons? I can carry them no matter how good you have magic weapons!" Zhu Yu roared.

His eyes were red, and he had just suffered a magic weapon and his injuries were still heavy.

But at this moment, he could not stand back.

This Zhou Yang is obviously not the strongest in the opponent's camp, and Liu Jian has stronger combat power.

If Zhou Yang couldn't deal with him, he would probably be defeated today.

I lost my three thousand mountain heads, and it was even more difficult to steal the mountain from others. In that case, I couldn't stay in Xuanwu Hall.

war!
To be continued...
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