battle master

Chapter 345 Nine Sky Bright Moon!

"is it?"

Regarding these words, Wu Yangyu was noncommittal.

"I originally wanted to teach you some lessons, but now it seems that you want to... court death!"

Suddenly.

Wu Ziling's eyes turned cold.

A lore force, wrapped in unparalleled divine power, violently stirred up.

"boom……"

The opponent shot very quickly.

The speed is even more extraordinary.

Ruo Ruo hadn't given Wu Yangyu a chance to react and catch his breath.

"Stab!"

In the air, the sound of tearing continued to stir, spreading above the sky.

The billowing swirl quickly slapped, forming a sharp claw, with a whistling sound, quickly forming a posture of a hundred meters, and grabbed it fiercely.

"puff……"

Step up.

Wu Ziling's attack has not been reduced by a single bit, he is as fast as a thunderbolt, his body swings like a tyrannosaur, he follows fiercely, and kills Wu Yangyu.

"Shh!"

Facing Wu Ziling's strike, Wu Yangyu didn't dodge or evade it, and he stepped forward boldly, and at the moment when the opponent's powerful claws were about to catch him, in the eyes of everyone watching, he punched out.

"Pong!"

Wu Yangyu's fist slammed heavily on the sharp claws. Under such a powerful force, even the surrounding space couldn't help trembling violently.

"It's actually blocked?"

Seeing this scene, many people were unconsciously shocked.

after all.

Wu Yangyu's realm seems to be no more than the cultivation base of the second level of the great martial artist level. Even if he has the experience of leapfrog fighting, he once defeated such an existence as Wu Tiexing, but Wu Ziling is not such an existence as Wu Tiexing Comparable.

"Sure enough, it's still too young!"

Above this void, Taoist spiritual thoughts intertwined with each other, sending out bursts of exclamation.

"Humph……"

the same moment.

A cold snort also came out from Wu Ziling's mouth.

Immediately visible.

On his body, rounds of divine light bloomed from this, and above his body, a large number of light patterns gathered, clearly turning into a series of crystal brilliance.

"Om..."

At the same time, his arms opened fiercely, and his fingers turned into dragon claws.

"Kakkaka!"

The whole person is like a great roc spreading its wings, under the powerful force, the space is buzzing endlessly.

It can be clearly seen that in the space on both sides, countless cracks are constantly buzzing along with the tearing of the ten fingers.

"Strangled by the wind!"

"boom……"

The arms vibrated violently, and under the tearing, a gust of wind swept across quickly, and the sharp light all over the sky walked within the gust of wind, and began to wrap around Wu Yangyu fiercely.

"This is his killer move!"

"He made up his mind from the very beginning, the claw attack just now was just a feint!"

soon.

More and more people saw through Wu Ziling's plan.

but.

For Wu Yangyu, it was too late.

Between the two, it is clearly close at hand.

Wu Yangyu couldn't dodge at all.

"It's over...die!"

Staring at Wu Yangyu coldly, Wu Ziling's voice resounded through the sky.

"Ha ha……"

Facing Wu Ziling's judgment-like voice, Wu Yangyu sneered.

"Om..."

"Wow!"

In an instant, his figure was flickering and moving like slow and fast.

not only that.

On the hands, countless imprints were opened.

Martial arts...【Youque】!
"what?!"

Following Wu Yangyu's move, many people began to look confused.

Such a short-distance resistance seems to be unable to form a confrontation, no matter in terms of momentum or concentration of strength. What Wu Yangyu is doing now seems to be in vain.

but.

In Wu Ziling's eyes, it was not the case.

opposite.

Wu Yangyu's whole figure seemed to be getting more and more weird, and his whole body gave him a feeling of vomiting blood that was almost impossible to grasp.

"what happened?"

There was a sudden shock in Wu Ziling's eyes.

"roll!"

"Wow!"

Bird chirping exploded.

Two huge sparrow shadows spread out quickly, and at the moment when the other party was about to kill, they seemed to condense out in a slow and fast manner. Not only that, under this kind of condensation, the movements were even faster and slower, intertwined with each other, even Even Wu Ziling couldn't grasp the true content of it.

Hurry up mood!

The fast and slow artistic conception of the Dacheng period!

Since the first battle of the Fengyue Demon Sect, Wu Yangyu has also gained a new grasp of the fast-slow artistic conception, and has completely reached the level of Dacheng stage.

When it is deployed, it seems to be in a hurry, but in every gesture, it contains a lethal force that ordinary people can't imagine.

now.

It is the moment when this artistic conception comes into play.

Especially [You Que] itself is a terrific art.

The sparrow shadow is opening, its wings are like knives.

"boom……"

Blizzard, Sparrow Shadow!
The two powers collided crazily together.

And the bodies of the two, with the burst of energy, instantly merged into it, and the surroundings were blurred at this moment.

"Dengdengdeng..."

After three breaths, a figure staggered and flew out backwards.

"Wu Ziling?!"

Seeing the figure flying upside down, the expressions of many people couldn't help but change drastically.

"What just happened?"

"How is this possible? Just now, Wu Yangyu has already shown signs of defeat...Why is it that Wu Ziling was knocked out at this time?"

Bursts of exclamations could not help but spread around here.

"Just now... this breath seems to be a kind of artistic conception."

The eyesight of Wu Jimie and his esoteric disciples is naturally unmatched by ordinary disciples.

Just now, Wu Yangyu's body flickered with an extremely awkward feeling. It seemed to be fast, but in fact it was abnormally slow, making people feel an indistinguishable awkward feeling for a moment.

It was precisely because of this feeling that Wu Ziling was unable to make the correct attack angle and timing.

Moreover, it is also restricted.

"This guy... so scary!"

The man with the roar of a tiger stared at Wu Yangyu closely, and said slowly.

"I think it's just luck!"

Among the crowd, many people chose to support Wu Ziling.

"Pong!"

The figure slowly stopped.

Wu Ziling's complexion had become extremely ugly at this moment.

In the eyes, the gloomy brilliance flickered frantically.

Just now, Wu Yangyu was able to dodge the shot that was originally a surefire shot, but he was also counterattacked by the opponent, especially Wu Yangyu's shot just now. It's a coincidence.

Even, in Wu Yangyu's power, there was still a kind of palpitating fluctuation permeating the air, and it even vaguely restrained his inner strength.

"Damn it, what kind of exercises this guy has cultivated, how can his inner strength be so thick."

The voice of talking to himself came from the bottom of Wu Ziling's heart.

but.

Soon, his face also became stable. He is worthy of being the leader of the Wu Claw lineage. Although he suffered a small loss just now, he quickly made adjustments: "Wu Yangyu, I have to say , I really underestimated you..."

Slowly looking at the other side, Wu Ziling's voice clearly carried a touch of indifference.

"It's really shameless to say that it was sent out by Yang Yuming, and it's still shouting here."

In Wu Xian'er's beautiful eyes, she couldn't help revealing a look of disgust, and she yelled angrily.

"No... don't underestimate Wu Ziling, this guy has always been mysterious, and few people in the family know his true strength."

There was a hint of solemnity in Wu Linying's tone, and at this time, although he had taken the elixir, his breath was still a little disordered, and now he came here with injuries.

"boom……"

It was at the moment when his words fell.

Between the heaven and the earth, a huge burst of power suddenly burst out, and while the power was manifesting, from behind the Wuziling, powerful waves of power violently surged out.

This power turned into a solid body and came out together, and there were clearly nine crystal lights that turned into a red moon all over the sky, billowing out of the sky.

Nine red moons!

The blood energy surged, the river toppled the sea, and the nine red moons surged.

Such a situation clearly forms a spectacular scene of a bright moon growing on the sea.

but.

These nine rounds of crimson moons, each of which is formed by the waning moon, is like a waning moon blade, locked on the sky, showing its sharpness!

The waning moon is like a knife!

"That is!?"

Seeing this terrifying and astonishing scene, the faces of the children of the various clans began to change in shock, looking at the nine-round red moon above the void, in amazement.

Even on the faces of those secret disciples, there were some people who showed a trace of fear.

"Finally I couldn't help but cast... Wu Ziling's martial spirit, Nine Heavens Haoyue!"

Wu Jimi groaned in a low voice.

"Well, this guy's martial spirit is indeed terrifying. If he fights against it, it will be very troublesome. This time, Wu Yangyu will really suffer. Even if he has the foundation for leapfrog fighting, there is still a gap. More, and now with the Wuhun of Jiutian Haoyue, the opponent can no longer compete."

Wuhun.

For Wuxiu, that is very important, even the dream of most Wuxiu.

after all.

Martial soul owners are still extremely rare in martial arts.

Even among this ancient clan, there are countless generations of children who can possess Martial Soul.

Once one has a martial soul, no matter in terms of status, or in terms of future prospects and development, it is often much, much stronger than ordinary martial arts.

For example, Wu Yangyu's brother, the fat Wu Linglong, has a martial spirit himself, a sage of the goddess, and because of this, his status has also started to skyrocket, and his cultivation base has also risen all the way because of the help of the martial spirit.

undoubtedly.

Wu Ziling's Nine Heavens Bright Moon Martial Spirit is even more terrifying than Wu Linglong's Martial Spirit!
"Is this the Nine Heavens Haoyue?"

Looking at the nine red moons above the void, Wu Yangyu also groaned slowly.

"Wu Yangyu... Now, I'll give you a chance to kneel there, beg me for mercy, and kneel down to my witch pincers for a day. Today, I can forgive you!"

Staring at Wu Yangyu coldly, Wu Ziling's voice slowly resounded.

"Ha ha……"

Facing Wu Ziling's voice, a slight smile flashed across Wu Yangyu's face: "It seems...he was really underestimated..."

The voice was like a whisper, very soft, but following his voice, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from Wu Yangyu's body...

(End of this chapter)