Xia Ya and Tang Wanqing were injured, which made Xia Yu furious.
Within the body, there are twelve thousand small worlds, all outputting their energy crazily at the same time.
The next moment, an extremely bright sun lit up on the ground.
Thunder Sanctuary was directly driven to the extreme by Xia Yu.
Even, in order to expand the scope, Xia Yu weakened the power of heavenly punishment in Thunder Sanctuary, just to include everyone.
Xia Yu's figure disappeared in the strong light.
The next moment, a hand appeared from the void, grabbed a head, clicked it, twisted it off, and disappeared immediately.
That speed was extremely fast.
As a result, Xia Yu's figure seemed to appear in many places at the same time.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen monks from the Yuwen family died in Xia Yu's hands.
The remaining people were stunned when they saw this scene.
However, their bodies cannot move.
Although Xia Yu's Heavenly Punishment Thunder is less powerful, the paralysis effect still exists.
At this moment, the angry Xia Yu seemed to be the god of death, harvesting lives wantonly.
In mid-air, Tang Wanqiang watched quietly without saying a word.
After a long time, he said calmly: "This guy has a lot of trump cards! Why do I feel that these aren't all his trump cards?"
"This bastard boy is hiding very deep!"
Nangong Xue smiled silently and looked at the ground, her eyes full of doting and pride.
call…
Xia Yu took a deep breath. This was the first time that he took action with all his strength without reservation.
He was very satisfied with the power, but the burden on his body was not small.
At this moment, his body, every tiny crack in his body, is healing rapidly.
However, his chest was still straight and straight.
In front of him stood the last dozen saints of the Yuwen family.
At this moment, the faces of these saints had already turned pale.
Looking at Xia Yu, his whole body was shaking.
This angry man is so terrifying.
However, someone who was in the second or third level of the saint realm, in a fit of rage, actually killed dozens of saints from the Yuwen family with one blow.
Moreover, they are not ordinary saints worshiped, but elite saints of their own clan, who are the mainstay of the Yuwen clan.
this…
It's like a dream!
Xia Yu stood quietly and looked at the dozen saints opposite.
Plop!
The saint of the Yuwen family, who was standing at the front, was trembling all over. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Spare my life! I don't want to die! Spare my life!"
The man cried and knelt on the ground, hitting his head hard on the ground.
This blow directly defeated their psychological defense.
At this moment, even working hard has become a joke.
Even if you try your best, it doesn't make any sense.
Some people took the lead, and others also looked very ugly.
Someone just sat down on the ground and said, "Kill if you want!"
More than a dozen saints from the Yuwen family immediately gave up their resistance.
If you want to kill, just kill!
If we are unable to resist, we will not resist.
Xia Yu quietly glanced at the man kneeling on the ground and said slowly: "You don't want to die?"
"Yes, I don't want to die! I really don't want to die!" The man kowtowed repeatedly.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Yuwen Guangyao, and I am the young patriarch of the Yuwen family. Your Majesty, if you spare my life, I am willing to work for you! I am willing to offer all the wealth of the entire Yuwen family!"
"Hey, I didn't realize that you are still a young patriarch." Xia Yu said calmly: "You don't have to die if you want, just kill them all!"
He turned back slowly and glanced at those people.
Those people are uncle in his family. Some people have liked him since childhood, and often hug him.
There is another person who protects him in front of him just in the battle.
Want to kill them?
I really don't want to!
But, if you don't kill them, I will die!
In the heart of Yuwen Guangyao, it is extremely suffering!
No one understands how uncomfortable this suffering is.
Between life and death, there is great horror, he really doesn't want to die.
However, how can he get the closest person around him?
What face will I use to face the ancestors?
"Give you a while to consider, either they die or you die! Don't kill them, you die!"
Xia Yu turned slowly, and did not glance for the dull Yu Wen Guangyao.
As soon as he raised his hand, the three burning sky stoves not far away disappeared quietly.
Three and a half -dead person fell to the ground softly.
The chief of the clan Yu Wenyang, the elder Yu Wenyanghui and the second elder Yu Wenyang Xue, they are Yuwen's family, who is the highest person.
Yu Wenyanghui and Yu Wenyang Xue are all the four heavens of the saints, and Yu Wenyang is the five days of the saints.
However, their realm, because of the limitation of their own talents, although this state has reached this realm, absolutely actual combat effectiveness is a lot worse than Xia Yu.
In other words, it is Xia Yu's genius, and his actual combat effectiveness is already comparable to the sixth heaven of the saints.
The three people were seriously injured by the thunderbolt in the burning of the sky, and they were almost killed.
The words of Yuwen Guangyan were clearly heard by them.
Lying on the ground, Yu Wenyang, who was seriously injured, looked at his son, and his eyes were red.
He said very hard: "Light, you damn! You shame!"
"Dad, I don't want to die!" Yu Wenguang cried.
For a young master who has supported the presence of a young age, at this moment, it is really difficult for him to accept it.
Xia Yu said coldly: "Time is here!"
"Ah ..." Yu Wen Guang shouted and rushed from the ground.
Turning around and rushing towards more than a dozen Yuwen saints who gave up against resistance.
He first rushed to a sage, the uncle who had liked to hug him since he was a child.
The uncle of the family glanced deeply and closed his eyes slowly.
"Remember, let the Yuwen family inherit!" He said softly: "Kill me!"
Yuwen Guangyao was full of blood, trembling, but he couldn't get down.
"Kill me!" The uncle, suddenly yelled.
Yu Wenguang's eyes flushed, tears and snot flowing, but he really couldn't get it.
"In this case, then you have no need to exist."
Xia Yu slowly said that people stepped towards Yuwen Guangyao step by step.
It's not to say that Xia Yu can't kill him instantly.
Instead, he deliberately made it. He wanted to let the people of the Yuwen family. Before temporarily, his spirit was tortured.
To become his enemy, you must have this consciousness.
Looking at Xia Yu's closer figure, Yu Wen's body's body, trembling even more.
"Kill me!"
The sage of the Yuwen family stood up sharply, pulled Yuwen Guangyao's hand, and patted it on his forehead.