Chapter 452 Forced to Kill Yuanying

A little cold voice. Everyone who returned to Shanzong in the hall was in a trance. It was not until the echo gradually fell that they regained their wakefulness. They all looked at Yue Yu with disbelief and surprise.

Ning Qiankun, who sat high on the steps, also flashed slightly.

After carefully looking at Kuang Yunhua, who was being delayed by Zhan Xue with thousands of snow swords, he looked at Yue Yu at the bottom of the steps with a gloomy face: "Do you know, who are you talking to?" At the moment when the voice fell, the strong horizontal soul pressure that broke out from Ning Qiankun, like a mountain, filled the hall. Yue Yu's expression moved slightly. He looked at Ning Qiankun indifferently. This man's soul power is only inferior to Nongyi Mountain among the people he has seen. It's just far from the latter, which makes him almost breathless, like being in the deep sea, out of breathless pressure. Facing Nongyi Mountain, he will only feel powerless. However, the person in front of him is not irresistible. More vaguely, it gives him a sense of external strength and work.

Shaking his head secretly, Yue Yu lowered his eyelids again, and his expression was still indifferent.

"I said kneel down! Didn't you hear that?"

Ning Qiankun's pupils shrank, and his chest fluctuated sharply. Looking at Yue Yu's eyes, it was murderous. And the soul power overflowing in the hall is also gradually violent.

Yue Yu was cold, and the sword formula in his hand was slightly introduced. The wind tooth sword drew a sad and beautiful arc of light. He swept to a seriously injured Fushan Jindan monk beside him. With a gentle turn around the neck, the whole head of this person has been cut off! Then there was another hanging. The golden elixir was completely smashed.

Seeing this, Chen Dong's face suddenly changed. He was stepping forward to stop him, but he was firmly forced by the sight of several Yuanying elders on both sides, and he could only stop helplessly,

Yue Yu took his sword back, but he never looked at the fallen Jindan monk and held his hand behind him. Look directly at Ning Qiankun.

"Are you willing to kneel down?"

The whole hall was suddenly filled with a breathless tension. Everyone's eyes were focused on Yue Yu. They were both shocked and angry, but more afraid. I only feel that although the cultivation of this young man is far less than that of Ning Qiankun in the hall, this Xuan is far more terrible than the elders of these sects.

Ning Qiankun was silent for a while, and there was no expression on his face. It's just that the armrest on the right side of the seat was smashed by him, which made a crisp sound in the hall. At the same time, Ning Qiankun's eyes were angry, and his eyes became ferocious: "A vertical man, An dares to say such a wild word! Do you know that within three breaths, it's easy for me to take your life! I, the people of Fushan Sect, can be killed but not humiliated!"

Yue Yu's lips were slightly raised, and the innate Xuanbing qi extracted from his body was the true qi of fire. It was transformed and condensed in time, and an ice flame was shot out, directly hitting another Fushan Jindan disciple. The Yuanying monk beside him subconsciously wanted to help, but when he had just sacrificed the magic weapon, the man had been beaten into a piece of ice dust. And it's just here and there. A flying sword with a purple dragon pattern on the body of the sword, broke out of the air without warning. The tip of the sword pointed to the Elder Yuanying, who had just took action. In a hidden place, the other two Yuanying were also firmly suppressed.

Yue Yu seemed to be unaware of this. He looked at Ning Qiankun's eyes, but there was a little more curiosity and inquiry.

"Every delay of ten breaths. I'll kill you alone in Fushan! You kneel. Or don't kneel down?"

The ups and downs between Ning Qiankun's chest are becoming more and more violent. Reluctantly suppressing the anger in his chest, he glanced at the people in the hall again. Then he was horrified. I saw that the vast majority of these eyes looking at him were either pleading or showing hatred. And the rest of it is simply dead.

He was angry and eager, and he felt a little more complicated and extremely annoyed. These disciples didn't know what was good or bad. He hated that this person was unpredictable, and he also hated his bad luck. The originally calm face was also twisted in waves.

However, after a moment, Ning Qiankun sighed, walked down the steps step by step, walked in front of Li Yueyu, and knelt down.

Yue Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked down at the bottom with an unusually calm expression, as if he had not realized at all. What was kneeling in front of him was the head of the famous side, the strongest who once crossed the northern wilderness.

He just scraped his own right hand and then led it again, control the wind tooth sword, and hovered in front of Ning Qiankun's neck.

"Please ask the patriarch of Fushan to apologize himself!"

Ning Qiankun's expression changed again, and his eyes stared at Yue Yu like a wolf. After a long time. The fierce light gradually faded, and said in a cold voice, "Vertical, I don't know if this is your intention to teach!" But in my opinion, you, Guanglingzong. It's better not to force people too much! Do you really bully me, Ning Qiankun, don't you dare to fight to the death?

Yue Yu didn't answer, and the wind tooth sword swirred out. This time, he cut the body of another Fushan spirit virtual world disciple on the left into two parts. Then he looked down indifferently in front of him: "I said, every time you delay ten breaths, I will kill you alone!" If you want to escape, you will be killed all over the door"

Ning Qiankun suddenly had a sad hole, clenched his teeth, and suddenly rolled up Xuanyang Taiji and burst out, and the space around his body. There were black cracks like spider nets, which spread around the hall. There are several spiritual virtual monks nearby who have no time to avoid, and their bodies are instantaneous. It was cut into two pieces by this black crack.

This Ning Qiankun is actually in this mysterious way. The space barrier was forcibly opened.

Yue Yu was not surprised. He took out the dragon sparrow fan from the Xumi ring, poured the real hair of the five elements of the mixed yuan that had just been raised into it crazily, and then brushed forward. Then I saw the mana scattered around Ning Qiankun dissipated in an instant. The space barrier that was about to break apart also returned as usual.

Then, Yue Yu threw out the Jade Emperor Dragon Otter Town and turned into a ten-foot square, under heavy pressure on Ning Qiankun.

Then when he waited for the latter and urgently used the Xuanyang Taiji map to hold it up, the dragon finch fan in Yue Yu's hand gathered again and brushed it again to the bottom of the Yuhuang Dragon Town.

And just after the five-color luminance dissipated, this Xuanyang Taiji map is already shiny and dim, as if it has been out of the control of Ning Qiankun and has become a ownerless thing.

It was not until this time that Ning Qiankun's eyes flashed with a trace of panic: "This is the five-color light! What is the origin of the things in your hand?

Yue Yu didn't pay attention to him. He put away the jade emperor dragon otter town, and then took a picture with magic power to get the Xuanyang Taiji map below. Seeing this action, more than a dozen Fushan Zongyuanying Jindan monks on both sides of the hall changed their faces. After all, there is still sitting still.

After looking at this strange cloth in his hand for a moment, Yue Yu was a little surprised. Then he did not hesitate to put it into his own Xumijie. Then a seal came out on the right, controlled the wind tooth sword, and hovered in front of Ning Qiankun's neck again.

"Please judge yourself!"

Ning Qiankun was stunned, and then he laughed silently. First, it was inaudible. In the end, the sound shocked the four fields. A hundred miles could be heard, and he sighed in a long voice: "I, Ning Qiankun, was a hero, but today I was forced to be killed by a Jindan junior. Hey hey! Is it really retribution? Dear Taoist friends, be careful in the future! I, Fushanzong, have died. Wait for what happened five hundred years ago to be repeated.

The voice was sad and miserable, and Yue Yu knew what he said. It's all for those disciples around Fushan. But he didn't care at all, his eyes were like no waves, and he calmly looked at the last madness of Ning Qiankun,

Until I felt this person's body, the spiritual reaction suddenly became extremely violent. It attracts the spirits of the surrounding heaven and earth, which is also a time of turbulence. Yue Yu shook his head again, and the dragon sparrow fan in his hand brushed out again. A five-color brilliance easily interrupted the process of gathering the spiritual power. Then he extracted the great innate Xuanbing to leave the true qi of the fire, and cut off several magic weapons temporarily sacrificed by Ning Qiankun one by one while the purple sword flew in. A flame of ice turned this person into a piece of ice dust. Then the wind tooth sword folded back again and twisted the half-inch child-like Yuanying into pieces.

After all, this person is a hero. At the last moment, he is ready to detonate Yuan Ying and die with him. Obviously, he does not intend to take care of it again, which gives up the remaining thousands of lives in the sect.

And when the ice red dust fell around, there was another audible silence in the hall. Only what's more, Yunhua hummed from time to time. This person has already become a bloody person, and there is no intact flesh and blood all over his body. The thousands of blood swords have cut more than a thousand pieces of meat from their people. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted on the spot. He can be guided by the Jindan monk, but the qi, blood and essence is still sufficient. Besides, Yunhua has tried to break the golden elixir several times. Unfortunately, in his Dantian, he was locked by silver wire early and could not move at all.

Chen Dong looked stunned and didn't seem to believe it. The strong man of Fushan Sect in front of him was easily killed. When consciousness returned, he sighed and walked in front of Yue Yu again. He leaned over and begged, "Yue Daoyou. Besides, Yunhua can't atone for his sins. However, he is still my Fushan disciple after all, and he asked his Taoist friend to give him a good time!"

Yue Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. After entering the hall, a little anger flashed in his eyes for the first time. However, after all, he still didn't want to attack Chen Dong. He just shook his head gently and said, "I had a respectful word before, but if someone points to my great-grandfather's body, I will smash it into ten thousand pieces!" Although this man did not hurt my ancestors, he was the culprit! If you say ten thousand pieces of corpses, you will never break your promise!"

Chen Dong's breath suffocated, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't really object to Yue Yu's treatment like this. It's just that I can't stand it. If it were somewhere else, the remnants of these floating mountains would be better. But in front of all of them, every knife seems to have been cut on them. C