He fell for more than ten meters before he stabilized his steps, and the bluestone under his feet was crushed by his retreating steps.
After taking a few sharp breaths and then steadying himself, Shingo's face turned slightly red. He raised his head and murmured: "Are all of you practitioners so shameless? Sneak attack?"
"This is not a sneak attack, right? We have already started." Chen Yu said with a smile: "And as an elder, shouldn't you be generous enough to let me take a few moves?"
"Okay, good boy, you have brought your despicableness and shamelessness to the extreme. If that's the case, then I won't be polite." Shingo sneered, his body swayed, and instantly turned into a black shadow and attacked Chen Yu.
He clenched his scale-covered right fist, gathered his magic power, and punched Chen Yu.
Chen Yu didn't dare to neglect him. After all, the guy in front of him was a demon cultivator. He punched back, and his vitality intersected with the demonic energy from this guy's fist.
With a buzzing sound, powerful fluctuations shot up into the sky, centered on the two of them, and spread to the surrounding areas.
Crash... The alien purple bamboo that was as hard as steel was cut in half in an instant. Countless purple bamboos were caught in the storm and slowly rotated around the two of them.
After a punch, Chen Yu took a few steps back, put his hands together, and countless bamboos floated to his side, and then attacked the opponent with a sound of breaking through the air.
Puff puff puff, countless purple bamboos whizzed away, Zhenwu Demonic Body was formed, these bamboos could not hurt him at all, and there was a protective demonic energy around him, and the bamboos were bounced away before they could reach him.
Chen Yu grabbed his right hand and found a purple bamboo in his hand. Then he took a step forward and pointed the purple bamboo in his hand forward.
Shingo sneered and struck with a palm.
Chen Yu let go of his hand, and the purple bamboo in his hand flew away. The purple bamboo carried his Yuan Power and hit Shingo's palm.
With a pop, Shingo's palm was actually pierced by the purple bamboo.
He swayed and took a few steps back. A bloody hole appeared on one of his palms.
Zhenwu raised his head and looked at Chen Yu in astonishment. He didn't expect that Chen Yu had such strong strength, which made him feel a little incredible.
"I didn't expect you to be able to hurt me?" Shingo murmured, "I'm sorry, I underestimated my enemy just now."
"I've told you, you haven't been out of the Purple Bamboo Forest for too long, so you really should go out and have a look." Chen Yu said helplessly: "Two Jiazi, the world has undergone earth-shaking changes."
"Haha, I want to thank you for your kindness. I really don't need it." Zhenwu stared at Chen Yu: "Next, I'm going to get serious."
His pierced palm was covered with a layer of black air. As he slowly turned his hand, the black air enveloped his hand. After a while, his injured palm slowly healed.
"Next, I have to be serious." Chen Yu smiled, grabbed his right hand, and Li Chen appeared in his hand.
"I said, unless my body is a magic weapon, it can't hurt me." Zhenwu stared at Chen Yu and smiled.
"In fact, I just pierced your palm with a piece of bamboo." Chen Yu said with a slight smile.
"You can't break the scales on my body." Kunwu shook his head slightly: "The scales on the palms are condensed with magic power, and there is no way to compare them with those on the body."
"As long as you are happy, you can say whatever you want." Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "Besides, do you really think the sword in my hand can't hurt you?"
"The sword in your hand is Li Chen?" Kunwu stared at the sword in Chen Yu's hand and finally felt moved for a moment.
The Seventh Emperor's Soldier Spirit, Li Chen, had long heard about it before he came to the Purple Bamboo Forest. This was no ordinary sword. The sword in Chen Yu's hand had already become spiritual.
"That's right, it is the Seven Emperors Soldier Spirit, Li Chen. The reason why it is called Soldier Spirit is because it has spirituality, so it is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons, it is already a spiritual weapon." Chen Yu said: "You
Do you think this sword in my hand can kill your demonic body?"
Zhenwu said nothing. He stared at Chen Yu, then exhaled a long breath and said: "Okay, this time I underestimated the enemy. This sword can indeed hurt me."
"So are we still fighting?" Chen Yu said with a slight smile: "There is no deep hatred between the two of us, and you are a demon cultivator. If I win by chance, I will not show mercy."
"Are you going to kill me?" Zhenwu stared at Chen Yu and said disdainfully: "No one can take my life except myself."
"Then I'm going to give it a try. I don't want to kill you, I just want to chop off your head." Chen Yu frowned slightly: "I can see that you have innocent people's blood in your hands.
Blood, if I let you go, you will kill more people in the future."
"What a joke. Even the seniors at Yunluju can't do anything about my demonic body. Do you really think you can cut off my head?" Shingo sneered.
"With this Lichen in my hand, I think I can." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "Shall we continue?"
"Don't worry, let me take out my weapon." Shingo smiled, he reached his hand behind his back with difficulty, and then slowly pulled out a bloody blade from his back.
Chen Yu was surprised. This bloody blade was not too long, but it was hidden in his flesh and blood. It was stabbed in his back. As he slowly pulled out the bloody blade from behind,
His entire aura changed slightly.
The bloody blade in his hand seemed to have injected life into him, making him come alive. He stroked the bloody blade in his hand and murmured: "This knife is called Blood Drink."
"It is made of iron from the deep sea, with thirty-six souls locked on it. These souls were condensed from the thirty-six so-called cultivators and righteous men that I killed. After many years of practice, I have become
Demonic soul."
Kunwu's hand slowly touched the blade, and he said with a smile: "These thirty-six demon souls are enough for you to drink a pot."
"Blood drinking..." Chen Yu frowned: "Hide the knife in the body and nourish it with blood. This is the first time I have seen this method. I really have it for you."
"Haha, this is my original creation. This knife of mine has no spirituality, but I have nourished it for two years with my own flesh and blood, and it has been connected with my mind. It has no spirituality, only murderous nature. You are already very good.
You kid, you can actually force me to drink blood, who in this world can do this?"
"Then do I want to feel honored?" Chen Yu glanced at him sideways, then smiled slightly and said: "Anyway, I still want to thank you for giving me such a high evaluation. Let's not talk nonsense and let's get started.
