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Chapter 768 Yang Wudi! (2)

 Buzz!

The sound, neither high nor low, overwhelmed the rumbling and vibrating bells, echoing clearly in and around the southern suburbs, and could even be heard in the northwest Daocheng.

"who?!"

As the voice echoed, everyone on and off the sacrificial platform tensed up. Wu Changbai even raised his halberd and put the imperial army on alert.

The Tiantian Sacrifice Platform is a place that attracts everyone's attention, and Yang Yu's every move will affect the spirits of everyone present.

Wow~

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

It was not only Wu Changbai and the Northwest Forbidden Army who were moved, but also the many Northwest troops who maintained order in the southern suburbs.

"really……"

Standing with a sword in hand, Qin Lihu did not go to the rooftop to offer sacrifices, but instead led the troops to garrison with Wu Changbai. When he heard the sound, he immediately raised the flag and called for the new northwest army.

But it is not to deal with possible uninvited guests, but to prepare for possible trampling due to chaos.

"So alert?!"

Somewhere in the southern suburbs, Yan Longxing's eyes narrowed and he looked around. At this moment, the sun was three poles high, which was when the sun was at its hottest.

He glanced at it, but he only felt that there was a pair of golden suns rising on the altar of sacrifice to heaven, scanning slowly, and the light was dazzling.

Jiang Xiazi was shocked, almost thinking that he had been exposed, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, when he heard the sound of laughter coming from the distance.

"I knew that the king of the northwest was a superhuman being, but I didn't expect that in this sea of ​​people, I would be able to catch a glimpse of my hiding place..."

The voice was old and high-pitched, and seemed to be hundreds of miles away when it started. But as the words echoed, the figure had already crossed the crowd.

Arriving at the straight official road maintained by the Northwest Army.

boom!

Strong winds followed everyone, and the biting cold instantly descended on the southern suburbs. In just a moment, all the surrounding soldiers and civilians were forced to retreat.

Only Qin Lihu did not move his sword, but his pupils could not help but shrink when he saw the old man in gray robe approaching in the wind.

"Qiao Shanhu!"

On the sacrifice platform, Taoist Lin's eyes narrowed. The moment he recognized the person, he couldn't help but hold down the sword at his waist.

As the weather changes, in recent years, there are many people who are suspected of being promoted to Martial Saints and achieving the Ten Capitals.

Such as Song Tian Dao, Yi Long, Qi Dao Guang, Guan Qi, Tie Hengliu...

Although these rising stars have very famous names, except for Yang Yu, a weirdo who cannot be normalized, most of the new martial saints are still far behind the older generation.

After all, anyone who can become a Martial Saint must be extremely talented.

For example, the gray-robed old man in front of me, Qiao Shanhu.

It is well known to the public because it ranks sixth on the Splendid List.

In fact, he became famous because when he was about to end his life, he boldly and resolutely came out to challenge the old monster of Montenegro.

With an old body of nearly three decades, he broke through the Martial Saint!

Huhu~

The strong wind howls, and the gray robes hunt.

Drawing everyone's attention.

His ground is like a mountain and his energy is like an evil tiger. Just by standing with his hands behind his back, he forces no one within hundreds of feet to stand firm.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I haven't heard from you for many years. I don't want you to have crossed this threshold. Very good, very good."

Qiao Shanhu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the people at the Temple of Heaven, and paused slightly at Taoist Lin:

"It's a pity that you wasted more than twenty years..."

"Old man!"

Taoist Lin sneered and looked at Yang Prison:

"This man is the Lord of Hanshan Kingdom. He became a Martial Saint more than forty years ago... However, he may not be unable to kill him because of his old age!"

The Ming Dynasty, the Great Li Dynasty, and the Tianlang Dynasty all stand together in the world, but there are also some small countries that survive in the cracks of the Three Kingdoms.

These small countries, the smallest ones only have the land of the Ming Dynasty, and the larger ones only have the land of one or two states. Most of the places where they are located are very barren.

Hanshan Kingdom is one of them.

It is located further north than Tianlang. It is said that from its national border, one can already see the never-night-night Aurora Mountain.

"No need."

Yang Yu raised his hand slightly to stop Lin Daoren. His pale face still had little blood, but his expression was very calm.

He glanced at Qiao Shanhu lightly, and as soon as his gaze passed, everyone between the two people retreated.

Raising an army for a thousand days will yield results right now.

In a short period of time, under the command of Qin Lihu and Wu Changbai, the people around the rooftop sacrifice platform began to evacuate in an orderly manner.

"You're all here, you might as well come out together..."

call!

Before he finished speaking, as the strong wind roared, several more figures came from behind the crowd, standing shoulder to shoulder with Qiao Shanhu.

"Zhuoligetu, Tantai is destroyed."

Yang Yu recognized two of them and looked slightly cold.

At the foot of Qisha Mountain, these two were the ones who surrounded and killed Zhang Xuanba.

"In just a few years, you have already developed such martial arts. It is indeed a disaster. I should have killed you and that Zhang Xuanba outside the wall that day!"

Tantai Mie's eyes fluctuated violently for a moment, and a ferocious sneer flashed across his face:

"Fortunately, it's not too late now!"

His voice was cold, but there was a fear that could not be concealed.

too fast!

Not only him, no one could have expected that a junior who was only a grandmaster a few years ago and was now only over thirty years old would be promoted to such a terrifying level in such a short period of time.

Martial arts is different from Shidu. Every step requires a long time of hard work. Even if it is a precious medicine such as Diyuan Dan, the prerequisite for taking it is a great master who has practiced for many years.

As for this junior, it is said that he has only been practicing martial arts for more than twenty years. This is not only terrifying, it is simply terrifying!

"There should not be another Zhang Xuanba in the world."

The speaker was not Zhuoligetu holding a giant axe, but an old man with long hair and a foul smell in the northwest.

His voice was hoarse and sharp, like the sound of sharpening a knife:

"I, Lingnan Wanjiang, you..."

“No need to sign up one by one!”

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yu's eyes had already turned away from the last person.

"you!"

Wan Jiang's slightly dark complexion suddenly turned dark red, and Wan Jiang flew into a rage. Before his shouts could even come out of his mouth, they were blown back by the strong wind.

"Everyone on the left and right is going to die..."

boom!

The altar of sacrifice to heaven trembled violently for a moment, and everything within a radius of several miles was completely empty.

He took a few steps forward and looked down at the five people standing separately on the high platform. They seemed to have secret treasures with them to resist the remaining pages of the Book of Life and Death, and said calmly:

"Who comes first?"

boom!

It was as if the sky was shattering. There was a violent explosion in the sky, and a ray of starlight seemed to pierce the void.

Caught up with the sound falling from the sky:

"They say you are the best archer in the world, but I, Yilong, don't believe it!"

Buzz!

The void is like water, and waves are rising at this moment. They are ripples caused by the air being violently torn apart.

An arrow came from the north, and before they heard the roar of the Qi explosion, a wolf howl that shook the sky and broke through the clouds was already heard in the hearts of everyone.

"Shoot Sirius!"

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he uses all his strength! You don't have to worry about anything, just attack together and kill this beast!"

Tantai Mie let out a long roar and stepped forward. His energy and blood surged like a stormy sea, shaking for ten miles.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, the light of the ax and the roar of the tiger sounded together.

At the moment when the arrow shot through the air, the platform was destroyed, Zhuoli Getu was formed, and Qiaoshan tigers all rose up.

The old man in the shadows of Wanjiang and the northwest also joined hands at the same time, and with a long roar, he activated his magical power:

"Detoxify!"

"All diseases!"



In an instant, it was shocking.

Not to mention ordinary people, sergeants, even Qin Lihu and Wu Changbai couldn't help but change their expressions. Even Wu Longsheng and Cheng Yiyuan had slightly tense expressions.

Killer!

The three great martial saints, two of the Ten Capitals, and one riding on a vulture, suspected of being a sharp archer, attacked at the same time!

Wu Longsheng's breath tightened. He was just watching, and his palms couldn't help but sweat. If he were in the middle of it, he might be killed instantly!

"This is the Martial Saint?"

In the distance, Yan Longxing, who stayed in place as the crowd receded, tightened his fingers slightly, and the long sword behind him couldn't help but clank.

This is clearly not magical power or Taoism, but it seems to have power that is not inferior to magical power or Taoism!

This was something he had never seen before...

"It's really terrifying..."

Jiang Xiazi's breathing was a little rapid.

The three martial saints in front of him are no less than the ten masters of the capital who possess the magical power to kill. This is too terrifying.

Unless the three of them crushed the magic weapon before taking action, he would not be able to resist it at all, fearing that he would be blasted to pieces in the blink of an eye.

"One moment, everyone is watching, claiming the throne, and the next moment, you are about to be killed. There is nothing crueler in the world than this..."

Stretching his five fingers, Yan Longxing looked at him. Before he could finish his sentence, an earth-shattering collision was about to happen in full view of everyone!

"kill!"

The three great martial saints exerted their true strength and blood without any reservation.

There is no carelessness, the shot is a sure kill.

This is not only a helping hand to guard against other people who may be hiding in the dark, but also a fear of the people in front of you!

fear!

Even Zhuo Ligetu, who was silent, was wary before coming here.

This kind of fear also appeared before the siege of Zhao Wang Zhang Xuanba of Xifu. The person in front of him may be immature or not as good as that person back then.

But he killed Nie Longtian first, then Fan Ruyi, and finally killed Liansheng's mother. His performance was terrible, surpassing that of King Zhao of Xifu back then!

Faced with such a person, even if several people work together, they will never dare to look down upon him in the slightest.

"die!"

Tantai Mie was the first to kill.

After several years of training, the injuries he suffered back then were finally healed, and his martial arts had improved even more. At this moment, his aura was not inferior to that of Zhuo Ligetu beside him.

The one who was faster than him was Qiao Shanhu.

The leader of a country named after a mountain tiger was the first to attack amidst the roar of a tiger and a landslide!

boom!

Boom!

The arrows came first and came first. In the scorching light, there seemed to be an ink-colored wolf roaring.

Immediately, the three of them unleashed all their killing moves, and their momentum was so ferocious that the entire altar was shaking violently from a distance of more than ten feet.

It seemed that he was going to be crushed into dregs along with all the people on the altar of heaven.

"Um?!"

At this moment, arrow light filled everything, but Qiao Shanhu's heart suddenly felt cold, but he clearly did not notice any fluctuations in true energy.

Everyone on the Temple of Heaven was the same as before.

etc……

Just like before?!

"not good……"

As soon as a thought flashed across his mind, Qiao Shanhu's complexion changed drastically as he looked at the people in the Northwest Road who were not evading the killing moves.

At this moment, he was still unaware of the danger, but somewhere in the dark, he felt that he was in a huge crisis at this moment.

He wanted to retreat, but where could he find the time?

He could only watch helplessly as he used all his palm power to land on the altar of sacrifice to heaven.

Buzz!

At this moment, in the eyes of Lin Daoren, Yu Jing, Qi Wensheng and others, the void seemed to turn into a lake whose calmness was broken.

After the layers of ripples were superimposed, they actually received palm power, ax light, and knife blades from all directions!

"This this……"

Lin Daoren's face jumped wildly. He could see more clearly than the others. The void seemed to have wrinkles, like a spider web that was dented by flying insects at high speeds.

No, this is not a wrinkle in the void, but...

"Taoism, return it to the other side?!"

Not only Lin Daoren, but also Qiao Shanhu, the three people who made the move suddenly changed their expressions when they realized what they were doing.

It's not like they didn't think that Yang Prison would have a back-up plan. When they launched an attack, they also kept precautions behind them.

But where would you think of going to this place?

Taoism returns to the other side. After the First World War in Dingyang City, it has been spread to all major forces, but it is a secret that the Liansheng Sect does not teach and there is no way to learn it.

And even if Yang Yu learned it, how could he reach such a high level in less than three years?!

"impossible!"

Tantai's eyes were about to burst, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

There was no room for parry, just like when the six great martial saints in Dingyang City coughed up blood and flew backwards, Zhuo Ligetu and the three of them were under everyone's gaze.

At the terrifying speed it came from, it fell back heavily, sending up smoke and dust and smashing a large area of ​​the official road.

Click!

At the same time, the altar of sacrifice to heaven also cracked, and after a shock, it shattered into dust flying all over the sky!

"It's much worse than expected..."

In the sky-like dust, Yang Yu wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but frowned slightly.

The transformation after being promoted to Martial Saint has not ended until this moment.

In the past two years, the upper limit of his destiny has been exceeded again, and two more places have been granted. Naturally, he was not polite and chose two of the many purple entries for his mother's pity.

Returning the other body is naturally one of them.

And just as he expected, not long after his death, he obtained the Taoist practice method from Feng Wushuang.

And in just three years, he has reached the eleventh level of practice!

According to the records of the Liansheng Cult, the fastest person took more than ninety years to practice to the tenth level.

Eleven items, not a single one.

Tongyou, after the second level, showed his prowess as an extremely powerful person.

The only drawback is that this technique imposes too many restrictions. It took him more than a year to apply this technique to the Temple of Heaven.

laugh!

There was a moment of deathly silence in the southern suburbs of Nuoda, but it was immediately broken by the sound of a sword cutting through the air.

In the void, a shadow suddenly appeared, and with lightning speed, it shot out from the front, avoiding Taoist Lin.

In the frightened and angry eyes of everyone, the sword light was like a waterfall, slashing towards Yang Yu's eyebrows, throat, heart, crotch...

"Ning Wuqiu!"

Lin Daoren glared and drew his sword, but in front of him was Yang Yu. In an instant, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't move faster than the killing sword of the world's number one assassin.

But he still got up and stabbed Ning Wuqiu, trying to force him to withdraw his sword.

But at the same time, among the large dust, Tantai Mie and others, who were coughing up blood and seriously injured, had already come out to kill them!

"Ambush..."

Under the cold light, Yang Yu's eyes couldn't help but flash, as if he was stung by the sharp edge and wanted to dodge.

"We can be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

Under the sword light, seeing this scene, a trace of violent joy flashed in Ning Wuqiu's eyes.

But for just a moment, his eyes froze, and he saw a flash of light bursting out from the brows of the person in front of him!

"You think you hid it well?"

Amidst the cold laughter, a horrifying scene happened.

That light, pure and dazzling, actually turned into the shape of a palm in Ning Wuqiu's disbelieving eyes.

Holding the light sword, he slashed hard:

"You said death by a thousand cuts, is that true?!"

Good night……


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