The moment the lightning struck, both Zhuoligetu, who was not far away, and others who were watching from a distance, all saw a blur in front of their eyes and a momentary loss of consciousness.
When he reacted, he saw blood splattered in the sky, and his head with wide-eyed eyes was blown high into the sky by the strong wind.
At this moment, except for Zhuoli Getu who retreated violently, there was deathly silence inside and outside the southern suburbs.
Not to mention the experts who were watching the battle, even Qiao Shanhu, whose body was dead and his soul was flying, had no idea what was going on.
"I am dead……"
On the ruins invisible to ordinary people, the vague Qiao Shanhu was in a trance, staring blankly at his head as he flew up and landed on the ground, falling into deep silence.
One thought surpassed his unwillingness and fear of life and death, and that was...
"How did I die?!"
have no idea!
Not only Qiao Shanhu didn't know, but also Tantai Mie, who was bleeding profusely and was roaring after being beaten by Ying Shen, didn't know either.
Only Zhuo Ligetu, who immediately turned around when he saw that the situation was not good, saw a corner in that moment.
"retreat!"
Under the stunned and angry gazes of Tantai Mi and more people, Zhuoli Getu, who was as tall as a bear and held a giant axe, fled frantically.
Seeing that the situation was not good, he ran away.
The former lord of the Golden Tent showed amazing determination, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
At that moment, he looked around and vaguely saw the scene of Qiao Shanhu being killed.
Under the flash of thunder, the swordsman in royal uniform stepped out casually, using his palm power and true power to deflect the air current.
With a single stroke of his sword, he beheaded Qiao Huhu, whose martial arts skills were even better than his own!
No ability to resist at all!
He didn't even know what method was used to kill Qiao Shanhu, but he knew very well that if the sword was aimed at him, there would be no way to avoid it.
He never imagined that the boy who could only watch the battle from the sidelines a few years ago and was not noticed by him would make such terrible progress.
What made him even more unable to calm down was that the person seemed...
"Isn't he injured?!"
"Zoligetu!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tantai Mie's eyes seemed to be stained red with blood. He roared and was punched high into the sky by Ying Sheng.
Looking past Zhuoligetu's escaping figure, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only roar angrily and try to use his strength to escape.
But at this moment, when he glanced over with his peripheral vision, he saw the thunder light dissipated in the dust. After Yang Yu killed Qiao Shanhu with one sword, he coughed up dirty blood and staggered.
Although it was just a glance from the corner of his eye, how good was his eyesight?
Faintly, he saw the red blood lotus brand that almost tore his skin...
That is the seal of sacrifice, rioting!
"He can't hold it anymore!"
With a thought, Tantai Mie's eyes became extremely fierce. He wanted to take advantage of the force to retreat, but at this moment, he stopped abruptly.
"If we miss today, we will never have the chance to kill him again!"
"He has done his best!"
A roar pierced the sky, and Tantai Mie didn't even have time to see Zhuoligetu's reaction.
He forcefully punched the body, burning blood was activated, and the black mist spread around him, as if the shadow of a giant wolf appeared behind him, and his magical powers were activated.
Bloodthirsty is the second magical power he possesses, obtained from the divine seed he found in Aurora Mountain.
And this magical power is also his biggest trump card.
If an ordinary person is seriously injured, his combat power will be greatly reduced, even a vicious person like Zhang Xuanba will not be an exception.
But under this magical power, the more injured he gets, the more violent he becomes!
boom!
Behind him, the Four Elephants Fist was rising again, but he seemed not to notice that Tantai was destroyed. He didn't care even if blood was flowing everywhere.
In his eyes, there was only Yang Yu standing in the ruins, leaning on a knife, seemingly exhausted.
"Tantai!"
In a few moments, Zhuoli Getu had already escaped ten miles away, and he naturally heard the roar behind him.
only……
"Is he really exhausted?"
Zhuoligetu paused, then suddenly remembered that time.
Zhang Xuanba at the foot of Seven Kills Mountain seemed to have said this, and then...
boom!
A loud noise interrupted Zhuo Ligetu's thoughts. He turned around suddenly and saw a familiar head, sticky blood, and Tantai Mie's unwilling roar among the billowing smoke being blown high into the sky by the wind.
boom!
The cold and violent lightning flashed away, and beneath it was Yang Yu, whose face was getting paler and blood was flowing from his seven orifices.
Holding the knife with both hands, he managed to keep himself from falling. The injury seemed to be extremely serious.
"puff!"
Spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Yang Yu swayed a few times, ignoring Tantai Mi's head that flew up and fell to the ground.
He coughed several times, and his voice caught up with Zhuoligetu:
"He's right, Yang is really exhausted..."
"..."
The moment the faint voice echoed in his ears, Zhuo Ligetu shivered and moved a few minutes faster.
Just a few ups and downs, already dozens of miles away, only a deep and cold voice echoed in the strong wind:
"I underestimated you this time, but next time we meet..."
call!
The cold wind blew through, and the southern suburbs of Nuoda were already dead silent.
On the other end, Taoist Lin also captured the two unarmed Ten Capital Lords.
Suffering from the backlash of magical powers, these two top ten capital masters could hardly resist, and they fell faster than Tantai was destroyed.
It was just a matter of time before and after a cup of tea. Three of the four great martial saints who came to attack were already dead and one escaped!
Three martial saints fell before our eyes!
Seeing this scene, not to mention Qin Lihu and other great masters, even Jiang Xiazi and Yan Longxing, who were watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
This was not an evenly matched fight at all, but more like a premeditated massacre!
The four great martial saints, the two great ten masters, and a master archer with great archery skills, seven of them joined forces, three faced each other, one ambushed, two used magical powers to fight against the enemy from a distance, and one used archery to contain the enemy from a high place!
In such a killing situation, they asked themselves, if they didn't have weapons, they would never be able to survive.
What is even more frightening is that the one who killed three of the four great martial saints and injured one was already seriously injured and dying before the battle!
But the most unacceptable thing to him was the two Ten Capital Lords who knelt down as soon as they made a move...
'It's really a disgrace to the ten capitals...'
Jiang Xiazi's thoughts also turned to the same idea, even if he had known that the Ten Capital Lords who did not have magical powers to kill might not be as good as the Martial Saint.
But such a hasty defeat was still unacceptable to the two people who were both Ten Capital Masters...
"No. 1 in the world..."
Wu Longsheng, who stopped at a distance and did not step forward, couldn't help but murmur. Looking at the seriously injured figure standing with a knife, he was shocked in his heart and felt unbelievable.
He rejected the book 'The Foundation of Immortality', but he didn't think that Yang Yu, who had the seal of sacrifice on his body, could escape this disaster.
What made him unbelievable was not only that Yang Yu had defeated the siege of seven people, but also...
"Compared to that day, his martial arts has actually improved tremendously?!"
Shock.
He was not the only one who couldn't understand. Cheng Yiyuan, who was not far away from him, also unknowingly pulled off his beard.
"Invincible, invincible..."
Cheng Yiyuan's expression was momentarily dazed.
He did not come here by invitation. He was deeply involved with the Northwest Zhang family and was not on the invitation list.
This time, I didn’t want to watch the fun.
After all, a courtyard with a figure who is expected to be at the top of martial arts is enough to make anyone's heart flutter.
But he didn't expect that under the extreme disadvantage of having the Sacrifice Seal on his body, he could actually fight back?!
Huhu~
Above the southern suburbs, the cold wind was even stronger. It was the air flow that was discharged by the aftermath of the fight between several people and then reversed.
Looking at the dissipated gunpowder smoke and blood stains, the masters from various states and states all fell silent.
For a moment, he even lost the courage to retreat and release the eagle.
That’s the Martial Saint!
Three Martial Saints!
Except for the past four hundred years, in any era in ancient times, he was a strong man who could rule the roost!
At this moment, he died so easily...
"Dead, all dead!"
"Zhuoligetu, you..."
"Hate it! Hate it!"
"Failed, defeated!"
What is more exciting than everyone else are the three lonely souls that are invisible to ordinary people, floating in the wind above the ruins.
They looked at each other, bitter, unwilling but shocked.
Experts with their status naturally know what ghosts do at night and day before the heaven changes.
But how could he have expected that he would become one of them...
"This wind is so cold..."
The three lonely souls were all very weak, especially Qiao Shanhu and Tantai Mi, whose souls were somewhat blurred after being affected by the lightning.
Ning Wuqiu wasn't much better. His soul was more condensed, but his death was too painful. He roared in the wind for a long time, and then looked at the ruins with resentment:
"Yang Yu, Yang Yu!"
"How dare you call me by my first name?!"
Suddenly, a thunderous reprimand came from the void.
A black mist surged out, sweeping up the three people who had not yet had time to adapt to the soul body like a wave.
In the mist, the ghost baby's purple face showed entanglement and greed, and his saliva kept dripping:
“It smells so good!”
…
"call!"
His mouth and nose were filled with the smell of blood, which was the smell of the Seal of Sacrifice eroding himself further. This was a more serious injury than he expected.
Just by activating the thunderous changes twice, he already had a terrifying illusion that he would be shattered into pieces.
Logically speaking, even a martial saint's body would not be able to withstand such an injury, but Yang Yu breathed out a breath of turbid air and managed to keep his energy and blood from falling.
Tantai Mie was not wrong, he did use up all his strength for a moment, and he did have the power to strike again.
And all this lies in his second destiny of having to pity his birth mother.
[The seventh root-fixing method: Take a line between life and death, the root-fixing method does not scatter, it can accommodate all kinds of trauma, and it is a method to prolong life]
Liansheng Laomu is worthy of being the first person in Taoism in the past three thousand years. She has practiced the twelve Taoisms to great perfection, and they are all top-notch.
Not to mention returning to the other body, this seventh method of concentration is also extremely powerful.
At the moment of Ning Wuqiu's death, he used the secluded tunnel to peer into the surrounding areas. After seeing no sign of the expected visitor, he used this Taoist technique.
This Taoist technique not only withstood the Seal of Sacrifice, but also withstood the backlash of two powerful Heavenly Thunder Transformations, and even ignored Qiao Shanhu's powerful palm power.
"It's a pity that we can only postpone it, but can't completely eliminate the injury. Fortunately, the Zhuoli Getu is exactly as I expected..."
Looking at Zhuo Ligetu's retreating back, Yang Yu's tense breath calmed down just now.
This scene did not surprise him.
Zhuo Ligetu and others all carry a type of secret treasure on their bodies to prevent him from repaying life for a life. At the same time, they also isolate the aura to a certain extent so that he cannot lock the location of several people.
It's a pity that there is nothing to hide under Tongyou, and the secret treasures of several people have not been able to resist the book of life and death prompted by Tongyou.
Let him see the biggest flaw among them.
Zolliger diagram.
This former lord of the Golden Tent Royal Court was born in the Eight Heavenly Wolf tribes and was a noble noble of Tianhuang. He was even favored by the old demon from Black Mountain and was promoted to the rank of Martial Saint. He served as the lord of the Golden Tent Royal Court for decades.
Needless to say, he is talented, and his martial arts is also very domineering, with shadows of the old demon's 'Three Yin Demon-Slaying Sword'.
It's a pity that after years of being pampered and pampered, he is a little less decisive than the others. Even Tantai Mie, who took the Tiger Wolf Pill and was promoted to Martial Saint, is more decisive than others.
Therefore, Yang Yu killed Tantai Mi with his second sword.
"Two more times of activating the Heavenly Thunder Transformation and the Seventh Root-fixing Technique will not be able to sustain my injuries. My flesh and blood will immediately crumble into mud..."
When Yang Yu looked away, someone had already rushed in ahead of Wu Changbai and others, raising their swords to protect them.
"Bullying the few with the many is really like a rat!"
He squeezed the hilt of the sword and made a crackling sound. Taoist Yu was filled with righteous indignation, his face turned red, and he looked determined to humiliate his minister to death.
"..."
"..."
Seeing this scene, both those who understood him and those who didn't understood him fell silent.
"This old guy..."
Wu Changbai's eyes were filled with contempt.
He respected most of the great masters in the world, but he really looked down on this old guy.
"Mr. Yu has gone to hunt down that Yilong. You go and help him."
Without concealing his fatigue and weakness, Yang Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes and gave a faint order.
"yes!"
Taoist Yu responded solemnly, turned around and left.
When the war started, he was the farthest away, but he happened to see the magic archer falling from the sky...
"No wonder you started decorating the altar to offer sacrifices to heaven a long time ago. No wonder you didn't recall Wang Muzhi..."
Taoist Lin couldn't hide his shock as he casually threw Wan Jiang like a dead dog to Qin Lihu, but he couldn't help but feel a little vigilant in his heart.
This kid is not as reckless as he thought. It seems that he has already laid a trap waiting for this group of people...
"There is something unusual happening outside the Great Wall. He won't come back on his own..."
After just saying one sentence, blood flowed out of the corner of Yang Yu's mouth again, and his condition was much worse than before.
"Your injury is so serious, do you still have some strength left?"
Mr. Lin didn't know what to say.
Yang Yu's injuries at this moment are more serious than those he suffered thirty years ago when he visited Dayan Mountain at night.
Yet he still dared to fight against the Martial Saint...
"There are still some left, but it's a pity that the old demon didn't come in person..."
Glancing at the two Lords of the Ten Capitals who looked like dead dogs on the ground, he felt a familiar aura on Wanjiang.
Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu, this old guy has a nest on his body...
"That Zhuoligetu..."
Lin Daoren shook his sword slightly.
"Qi Daoguang has been waiting in the direction he went for a long time. It's not that easy to leave..."
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and slightly adjusting his clothes, Yang Yu stepped onto the king's chariot and returned to the city surrounded by a group of shocked soldiers and civilians.
Today is not only the day of becoming king,
It’s also his wedding day!
Good night, everyone... I recommend a book called "Invincible in the Age of Resurrection of Gods and Ghosts". When the Dragon Dynasty was at its peak, the strange era of resurgence of gods and ghosts quietly came.
The ghost is immortal, a quasi-causal weapon, wandering around the world, looking for its own puzzle piece.
Bai Yan is invincible in martial arts and has become a legend in the world, but he hides his identity in the Tang family.
The Tang family has a fierce and lovely tigress maid, a crazy and beautiful eldest lady who is like a person in a painting, and a brainless second lady who is a reckless husband.
But the world outside has begun to undergo earth-shaking changes.
The age of warriors has passed, and the age of strangers has arrived.
The imperial court, Buddhism and Taoism, Jianghu, academy, aristocratic families, foreign races and other forces have all begun to reorganize.
Nouns such as butcher, scholar, prisoner, yamen servant, doctor, chamberlain, time demon, baixi, ghost and so on have also been given new meanings.