Hongmeng Heavenly Book

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng calmly looked at Zhao Yu and the others: "Idiots."

The word "idiot".

This caused Zhao Yu, the woman in red robes, and the others to suddenly turn extremely ugly.

"You're asking for it."

"How dare you speak to Senior Brother Zhao Yu like that!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a purple robe next to Zhao Yu threw a punch at Gu Changsheng.

Facing him directly in the face, the latter's eyes flashed with a sinister glint.

Throw a punch directly.

boom.

A terrifying sound suddenly rang out, and the purple-robed youth's expression instantly turned extremely ugly as he let out a scream.

One of his arms shattered instantly, and he let out a painful scream.

"You bastard, how dare you..."

The young man roared angrily.

Gu Changsheng nodded.

Clang.

puff.

In an instant, he summoned the Bone-Corroding Sword.

He unleashed a burst of sword energy, and a dazzling sword light slashed across the opponent's throat, instantly sending the massive head flying out and crashing to the ground.

Zhao Yu and the woman in red robes looked down at the ground.

Rolling its head.

The four of them were ashen-faced and trembling with rage.

His brows were furrowed with anger.

"ah."

"You dare to kill someone?"

Zhao Yu's voice was almost furious, his face contorted in rage, "You..."

"Is he a sword cultivator?"

Suddenly, his expression darkened.

He stared at the cyan longsword in Gu Changsheng's hand.

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

"Could they be disciples of the Xuanjian Sect?"

Among the five major powers in the Eastern Region.

The Xuanjian Sect is skilled in swordsmanship.

A ferocious glint flashed in Gu Changsheng's eyes as he drew his sword and swung it.

Zhao Yu roared angrily, "You're asking for death!"

He summoned his weapon.

Big axe!

Advanced human-level weapon.

"You're dreaming if you think you can kill me!"

"I am destined to be the future overlord of the Eastern Region."

Holding the large axe, he swung it fiercely, directly colliding with Gu Changsheng's Bone-Eating Sword, producing a metallic clang.

Clang.

boom.

Zhao Yu gritted his teeth and took several steps back.

"Grass."

"Shameless! Your sword is at the Xuan rank?"

His brows furrowed as he stared at the Bone-Corroding Sword, his eyes burning with greed.

His weapon was of the high-level human rank, while this guy had never seen such a Xuan-rank weapon before.

The opponent's weapon was far more valuable than his great axe.

"Zhou Jiao, let's join forces and take him down."

"This guy is wielding a Xuan-rank sword."

"He must have had some other stroke of luck."

Zhou Jiao was none other than the woman in the red robe.

Upon hearing this, her pretty face flushed, and her eyes gleamed with greed and shrewdness.

"Senior Brother Zhao Yu, you're right."

"Let's take him down together."

Boom!

Zhou Jiao said angrily.

The four of them exuded a powerful, booming aura, which was even more domineering.

A rather astonishing power was faintly generated.

The strongest individual is at the sixth level of the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

The others were all at the fifth level of the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

Rumble.

A torrent-like surge of air gradually erupted, bringing destruction.

With a shout, Zhao Yu led Zhou Jiao and the others towards Gu Changsheng in an instant.

This guy possesses a Xuan-rank sword; he must have other opportunities in his life.

We must seize it.

Gu Changsheng saw that Zhao Yu and the others still wanted to take the Bone-Eating Sword and the resources on their bodies.

He couldn't help but chuckle.

That's just asking for trouble.

Since you want to die.

They can all just die.

Accompanied by the clanging sound of a sword, his sword energy surged and swept across the battlefield.

The expressions on Zhao Yu's face suddenly changed drastically as Zhao Yu, wielding a large axe, unleashed a surge of violent power.

A loud bang echoed.

Several people crashed directly to the ground.

"asshole."

"I don't believe in that nonsense."

Zhao Yu roared, and terrifying waves of air surged from his body, with gusts of wind raging.

"Special physique?" Gu Changsheng's eyes flashed, and when he saw the other party activating a special aura, his expression immediately turned to surprise and delight.

"Senior Brother Zhao Yu is a Wind Spirit Body."

"That's a high-level spirit."

"You're dead."

"The wind summoned by a high-level spirit is powerful enough to create wind blades that will slice you to death."

Zhou Jiao said with a face full of resentment.

A high-level spirit?

With a hissing sound, as the huge blade rolled, Zhao Yu's face contorted, his eyes filled with resentment.

He possesses a powerful bloodline force hidden within his body.

Holding a large axe.

It instantly headed towards Gu Changsheng.

He vowed to tear this scum to pieces.

The great axe, empowered by the advanced spiritual body, exerted immense power in an instant, causing Gu Changsheng to feel a faint sense of oppression.

However, Gu Changsheng showed no fear whatsoever; instead, a playful smile played on his lips.

The next moment.

Point the sword.

The sword energy surged, much like a raging hurricane.

Boom!

After Zhao Yu's attack reached its peak, it shattered directly. Zhao Yu was so confident that he could tear Gu Changsheng apart, but he did not expect his attack to be so weak.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood and slammed it onto the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

The smiles of Zhou Jiao and the other two suddenly froze.

"How could that be?"

"How can he be so strong?"

"Who exactly is this guy? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Their voices trembled.

Swish.

Gu Changsheng sheathed his sword.

His expression was cold.

His gaze was fixed on Zhao Yu.

The latter looked terrible, as if he had eaten shit.

We've hit a brick wall.

"You can't kill me."

"I am from the Tianlan Sect."

"You'll suffer a terrible death if you kill me."

"My father is also at Tianling Mountain. He is a peak Myriad Manifestations Realm expert. If you dare to kill me, you are dead."

Zhao Yu's face was contorted, his eyes filled with resentment.

Gu Changsheng's expression turned ferocious as he grabbed Zhao Yu with one hand: "Killing you is too easy, but I really like the Wind Spirit Body you possess."

Zhao Yu was terrified, his eyes wide with horror: "What are you going to do?"

Hu Chi.

The Divine and Demonic Creation Technique.

A powerful force instantly enveloped Zhao Yu, whose expression changed drastically. He felt as if the powerful source of his essence within his body was being stripped away in an instant.

It is the physical origin of the Wind Spirit.

"Stop! This is my constitution, do you dare?"

Zhao Yu went mad, he was terrified.

However, no matter how hysterical he became, Gu Changsheng didn't care. Soon, the wind spirit body from Zhao Yu directly entered his body.

It gave his Primordial Chaos Devouring Body a feeling of great comfort.

Thank you.

Gu Changsheng grinned maliciously.

"You, you, you stole my Wind Spirit Body? You're an evil cultivator? You..." Zhao Yu's face was deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror.

Gu Changsheng sneered: "Blame yourself for provoking me."

With a crisp crack, the sound of bones breaking echoed as Gu Changsheng crushed Zhao Yu's throat, leaving only a pair of unwilling eyes.

"Run!" Zhou Jiao and the others were terrified and turned to flee.

However, with a flick of his sword, Gu Changsheng unleashed a series of violent hurricanes, sending heads flying and spraying blood everywhere.

Pairs of eyes were filled with intense resentment and horror.

Gu Changsheng's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty glint: "Can you escape?"

"..."