"boom!"

A finger pierced the center of Sitianzun’s eyebrows, and after the different fire burned his soul into nothingness, Yang Yu stepped out directly, and the corpse of Sitianzun that was gradually becoming cold turned into a rain of blood and fell directly below. Within the mountains.

"..."

Yang Yu's figure stopped, looking at the surrounding scenery, his eyes flickered slightly, his expression still indifferent.

All the people in the soul hall in the northwest, all the strong and the branch halls, are now destroyed by Yang Yu, none of them remain.

Now these Four Heavenly Sovereigns and the Northwest Palace Lord are the last two, and now they have all been cut.

"ended."

Yang Yu exhaled a suffocating breath, as if he had expelled the depression caused by all the killings in his heart these days.

"ended?"

However, at the moment when Yang Yu's voice fell, in the void, an extremely cold voice sounded again, and then a terrifying air machine locked Yang Yu.

"Battle Saint?"

Yang Yu's face suddenly sank, and he knew exactly what level of power this coercion originated from!

"This hairy boy, I didn't expect it to become a climate, and he was able to overthrow all the arrangements of my soul hall in the northwest. You are amazing!"

In the void, an old figure stepped out, staring at Yang Yu, a ray of murderous intent was permeating.

"The land of the northwest is just the beginning. From the moment I slaughtered the guardian, your soul hall attacked Yunlanzong, the soul hall and the soul race behind this are all destined to become a pile of bones! "

Yang Yu looked at the Dou Sheng in front of him and smiled silently, there was still no fear in his eyes.

"Do you think you still have any hope of living today!"

The old man stared at Yang Yu, his eyes rushing into his mouth.

"Escape? Why do you want to talk about it? I never knew how to write these two escape!"

Yang Yu also smiled indifferently, and then a dark bow appeared directly in his hand.

"Zheng!"

I can pull a full string, and then a flame arrow appeared on it, eight dazzling colors flashing!

"boom!"

In the next second, the arrow shot out, and the void in front of Yang Yu collapsed almost instantly. A terrifying wave of destruction swept across the sky and the earth, and then directly shot at the Soul Palace!

"I don't know what I can, even if you can master the different fire, I am a fighting saint!"

Staring at the arrow shot by Yang Yu, Soul Hall Fighting Saint snorted coldly, and then slammed it with his right hand. There was also a violent force rushing out, and the extremely terrifying power raged down and directly shot at Yang Yu. Different rocket arrows.

"boom!"

In the next second, a terrifying explosion sounded in the void, and the different fires were raging, but they all stopped at the distance of the Soul Temple Fighting Saint, and they were not even close to the Soul Temple Fighting Saint. That palm was suppressed, and Yang Yu's attack was like a broken bamboo without further exertion.

Yang Yu's combat power may be very strong, but facing Dou Sheng, now it is indeed insufficient.

Between Dou Sage and Dou Zun, there was a difference of Dou Zun Nine Ranks and Half Sage.

Even if Yang Yu could reach a greater realm, no matter how strong he was, he would be able to compete with Sanzhuan Dou Zunping.

But now in front of his eyes is a two-star fighting saint, whose combat power is already strong to the extreme!

Dou Sheng, that is the top existence on the Dou Qi Continent, absolute peak combat power.

Unless Yang Yu can step into the peak of Dou Zun, even if he meets Dou Sheng, he will not be an opponent. .

"Little devil, let me bury all the grandchildren in the northwest of the Soul Palace today!"

Soul Palace Dousheng looked at Yang Yu, smiled indifferently, and then took a palm shot again, and the entire void suddenly began to change, as if it were about to collapse.

"boom!"

"Soul Emperor Remnant Palm!"

The Soul Palace Fighter screamed, and then slapped it with a palm, horrifying and fierce palm prints rushed, and the majestic grudge surged in it, and at this moment it was directly bombarding Yang Yu's direction.

"Lunar! Sun!"

Yang Yu snorted, Kunpeng Baoshu was urged to its extreme, and a vast amount of fighting energy gushed out of his body, which turned into the power of the yin and the sun, and gathered in Yang Yu's hands.

Hum!

Yang Yu's hands were swaying in the white, and he drew a Tai Chi picture in front of him. The power of the sun was directly gathered in it, surging crazily.

"boom!"

In the next second, the palm prints of the Soul Palace Fighting Saint bombarded, and the violent power caused the surrounding void to make a burst of creaking sounds, which made people feel sour.

But Yang Yu wasn't in the mood to bother about writing something. He was urging the Tai Chi diagram now, with his hands behind his back, and the power of blood in his body was surging, making violent roars.

"boom!"

In the next second, Yang Yu's figure began to retreat frantically, and a palm print slapped down on the Tai Chi diagram, causing it to tremble violently, as if there was endless violent combat power on it.

Fighting Saint's palm, the power contained in it is low-level horror. Although Yang Yu is now fully urging Kunpeng Baoshu, but now it is confronted, Yang Yu still feels a kind of heavy heart and insufficient pressure!

"boom!"

However, the power of this palm is not endless. Yang Yu frantically swallows the aura between the heavens and the earth, and then fills it into the Taiji diagram. The power of the Taiyin and the Taiyang are circulating, refining each other, forming Yin and Yang. Liang Yi is constantly consuming the power of the soul palace fight.

"System, can the system assist opportunity?"

Yang Yu's figure was receding, but he didn't have the power of life. He looked heavy and started to urge the system.

"Ding! Congratulations to the noble host, you have achieved full marks in this desperate situation, and meet the requirements of the super VIP to obtain system assistance opportunities!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the noble host, your cultivation is improving..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the noble host, your cultivation is improving..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the noble host, your cultivation is improving..."

Soon, with Yang Yu's urging, the system finally responded to Yang Yu, and then, with a series of system prompts, within Yang Yu's body, his realm began to improve rapidly.

"Why keep struggling? You are facing a two-star fighting saint, not a two-star fighting master. No matter how genius you are, it is useless with the evildoer. In front of the fighting saint, no matter how powerful and evil you are, you are destined to be only One result-death!"

Soul Hall Fighting Saint looked at Yang Yu and smiled indifferently, and looked at Yang Yu who had been blown away hundreds of meters with his own palm prints, and smiled coldly!

"is it?"

However, the voice of the Battle of the Soul Palace just fell. On his chest, a pitch-black euphorbia directly penetrated it. In the center of his eyebrows, wisps of flames were beating, and his entire head began to burn. nothingness.

"Three...Three...Three Star Fighting Saint..."

The pupils of Soul Palace Fighting Saint gradually lost their focus, looking at Yang Yu, there was endless shock in his eyes!

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