Chapter 152 Peak Battle Under the Heaven

When Ying Yu heard the words, his face changed several times.

When the wind blows, his black hair flew, his clothes rolled, and a brilliant golden light flashed in his eyes. There was a faint spiritual power flowing on his white body, which was very shocking.

"Do you know I'm looking for light dance?" He said slowly, staring at Meng Yan.

Meng Yan under the black robe sneered a few times: "Look, it's all called light dance. How should the rest of the men in the world be jealous? However, it seems that you also care about her and should be eager to see her. Don't deny that this is what I overheard you say in Tianya Pavilion.

Ying Yu still looked at Meng Yan and said word by word, "Do you really know where the light dance is?"

For the rest of the questions, he doesn't want to care too much, and he doesn't want to ask more questions, as long as he understands where Yun Qingwu is.

Meng Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you fight fairly with me, I will definitely tell you where the ruthless fairy is."

Ying Yu looked at Meng Yan seriously, his eyes flashed a few times, and said, "Okay, I promise you."

As soon as the sound of Yingyu fell, a strong breath immediately rose up, sweeping around like a huge hurricane, bringing up pieces of yellow sand to all directions.

This place is the edge of the barren desert. Even if you do your best, you will not be attacked by the aura conflict left by the strong some time ago.

There were many people around, but they retreated after seeing this scene. Everyone could see that it was a two-person war, and idle people would not be involved at will.

After Meng Yan emitted a terrible breath, Ying Yu also showed a surging momentum without concealment!

Since Meng Yan claimed that only with real strength can he tell the whereabouts of Yun Qingwu, Ying Yu naturally could not use the golden spiritual power in the fairy jade, but had to fight with his own strength.

The two fought against each other, and before they moved, the momentum outside the body had been entangled around each other, colliding with a cluster of sparks.

"These two are so powerful. They are both Taoist cultivation. Their overall strength is much higher than that of ordinary people."

The onlookers are talking a lot, and they all feel a little unbelievable. After all, such a talented and gorgeous person may not be able to see a person for a hundred years.

"Why is this person's dress and the person in the underworld imagine so?" Someone questioned Meng Yan's clothes.

Their clothes are indeed of the same type. Since Meng Yan decided to do it here, he naturally has no intention of hiding his identity and does not mind the exposure of his identity.

"I seem to have seen the young man in white somewhere, and I feel a little familiar."

"It's Yingyu, it's Yu's Yingyu! I have seen him in Milan Forest.

"Yes, it's him. I saw him chasing and killing a strong man with heavenly cultivation in Lanxi Mountains."

The crowd around immediately became noisy and attracted more people from the rest of the place.

Ying Yu's identity surprised many people, because in addition to the Xuanzheng who broke through the sky, his strength is one of the strongest people of the younger generation!

"I'm curious, how did you kill people with heavenly cultivation? Or is it the sudden surge of strength?" Meng Yan said slowly, and the void in front of him was twisted, and a dark red ghost sickle emerged.

Seeing him holding the dark red sickle, his momentum suddenly changed and became more obscure, and his breath became stronger and stronger, making many people outside the same level sweat coldly.

"It's him! Nether Envoy, he is the latest generation of Nether Envoy!" Someone exclaimed that Meng Yan had recognized his identity.

The crowd is getting more and more noisy, and people are constantly joining the group watching the battle.

At this time, when he heard Meng Yan's question, the crowd was noisy and then briefly quieted. Everyone wanted to know how a Taoist man killed a strong man with heavenly cultivation.

Ying Yu looked at Meng Yan and said with a faint smile, "I can kill that guy because he has been seriously injured earlier. And his injury was exactly the result of fighting with your people in the underworld, and I just picked it up.

The crowd was in an uproar again, but this result was also expected by the world. Soon people's discussion focused on the battle between Ying Yu and Meng Yan and kept commenting on it.

Ying Yu's fame was the time he defeated Meng Yan, but many people have never seen it, just heard the news.

This time, he and Meng Yan competed on the edge of this desert, which aroused great enthusiasm on the spot. Many people wanted to see the peak battle under the chasp of heaven.

Some people think that Ying Yu can defeat Meng Yan again. After all, he has won once and should have an advantage.

Some people think that Meng Yan can win. After all, his fame appeared earlier than Ying Yu. What's more, since he dares to fight against Ying Yu, he is naturally full of confidence!

"No more nonsense, let's fight!" Meng Yan shouted coldly, and the dark red sickle in his hand quickly slashed from the bottom up.

A scarlet curved blade broke through the air and cut quickly, and the ground was cut into a smooth and deep gully by the air waves of the curved blade, which was extraordinary as soon as it took action.

Ying Yu also waved his sword and engraved the understanding of the sword of the king of Chu in the purple sword spirit, making it more concise and sharp, and killing the past with the power of the other party.

One red and one purple, two rays of light collided in the mid-air between the two, blooming a fierce light!

"Boom!" Hearing the loud sound, a huge pit appeared in place, with cracks and spots, and the yellow sand and the roaring wind swept in all directions.

When the onlookers saw this, they began to retreat. Previously, they still underestimated the peak battle under the chasm and felt that if they continued to stand still, they might be dragged into the battle later, and it would be safer to stay away.

"Purgatory Death!" Meng Yan shouted softly.

He waved a dark red sickle, and the space in front of him was immediately blurred, and four different figures emerged, all of which were illusions, but they emitted substantial atmosphere and pressure. Unexpectedly, each of them was equivalent to a Taoist practitioner, or an illusion of a person far stronger than ordinary Taoism!

The four figures wear armor and look ferocious.

The left front hand holds a sharp knife, with two horns on the head and a tail, and the body is dark red.

The wings in the front right are huge, holding a trident fork, and their skin is blue.

The three heads and six arms behind the left, holding all kinds of weapons, are dark and foggy.

The right rear is full of fire, with legs and no arms. It is faintly visible that there is a row of eyes on the body, which are currently closed.

Seeing this, Ying Yu immediately displayed the colorful dragon seal, and the seven dragons roared and rushed forward.