This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 847 Three Breaths Are Enough
Gong Ziyu's attitude is very firm.

He moved his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he stood on the qualifying stage, opposite Wang Lu, "It only takes three breaths to win you."

Wang Lu clenched his fists.

This son-in-law is so arrogant!
His martial arts are very ruthless. He kills gods when he sees God, kills Buddha when he sees Buddha. Even the outer disciples in front of them don't dare to care so much. After a decisive battle, is it so big?

"Oh, this son is finished."

"Young master Yuxiu is not weak, but his martial arts don't seem to be comparable to this Wang Lu. It's a pity."

"What's going on in your head, is it mushy? Wang Lu is a demon who cuts off people's hands and feet without eyes. He's used to seeing it. He fights in the qualifying stage. If he doesn't, he goes straight to the final stage and kills people! "

Everyone shook their heads.

The battle of life and death begins.

"Suffer to death!"

Wang Lu shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand pulled out an extremely sharp sword flower, the sword energy shot in all directions, and stabbed towards Gong Ziyu's heart.

Young Master Yu suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

He had already seen this move. Wang Lu's aura was very strong, but in fact, it happened to be the ninth level of Nascent Soul's cultivation.

This cultivation base is indeed very powerful to be able to make the top ten, but in fact, there are also many people who are capable of fighting, but they were killed by Wang Lu's momentum first, so in the next battle, they lost the victory. Heart, when timid, will lose to him.

Since he is a fellow cultivator, he is even less worried. Now he is at the peak of the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and he is only a suitable situation to be able to upgrade and crush Wang Lu. It is simply a simple matter!

Gong Ziyu raised the sword in his hand and blocked it lightly.

Dang!

"One breath."

Wang Lu's expression suddenly changed.

Seeing Young Master Yu who was unscathed, even with only one hand, simply supported his attack, Wang Lu immediately realized that he underestimated the enemy!

At this moment, he realized that this Young Master Yu is not a weak person at all, but a very strong expert, also in the ninth level of Nascent Soul, but his ninth level seems to be stronger than his own breath, not at all. Lose to yourself!
No, he couldn't be taken away by a newcomer so easily as the top ten outer disciples.

All those who stand in front of him will die!

Wang Lu turned his hand behind his back and secretly took out a silver needle.

He is not an upright person, and once he can't face it, he will immediately use other methods.This silver needle is one of his hidden weapons. It is full of snake venom. As long as it is wiped, it will definitely die!

"Between two breaths."

At the same time as Wang Lu shot, Young Master Yu let out a low laugh, the sword in his hand changed position and stabbed towards Wang Lu's heart!

This knife was enough to kill Wang Lu!

"Pfft-"

The sound of the sword piercing into the flesh sounded, Wang Lu's eyes widened, and before he could even let out the poisonous needle in his hand, he collapsed on the stage with a bang.

Under the decisive stage, there was an uproar.

"Wang Lu is dead? Oh my god!"

"Young Master Yu is too scary!"

"Young Master Yu's cultivation level is definitely above that of Wang Lu. Could it be that he has already broken through the ninth level of Nascent Soul Stage?"

"Outer sect disciples are ranked seventh, eighth, and ninth, and they are all at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul. Do you think that if Young Master Yu fights against these three, who will have a better chance of winning?"

(End of this chapter)