"Well... Tianshu Holy Land, it's really a bunch of messes!"

This voice is cold indifferent.

"boom!"

While rushing, before everyone could react, a terrifying killing force had already soared into the sky.

"Clang!"

There.

The sword light flowed, as if it could cut off the illusion and move towards the air, a hundred meters long crystal sword energy tore it into pieces.

This sword cut off the vastness, and it seemed to be a river of sword energy, vast and invincible.

Under such an attack, there was no chance for people to react at all. In the meantime, the disciples from the Tianshu Holy Land were torn into two pieces by the sword before they even reacted.

"ah!"

The handsome young man reacted the most in time and wanted to leave when he found something wrong. However, the terrifying power formed in this sword was not something he could imagine. As the sharp flashed, half of his body was cut off directly on the way to escape.

"hiss--!"

Such a scene made the woman in blue in Tianyang Temple unable to help but tense her pretty face and she was very gloomy.

Others may not have known it, but she knew very well that although their group was so embarrassed, part of the reason was that they were poisoned by the Tianshu Holy Land, the young disciples in the Tianshu Holy Land had a monarch-level realm.

However, even such a terrifying cultivation level was instantly killed. What a combat power and how terrifying it was!

"Buzz!"

Along with a bright flash, a figure has stepped out.

The visitor was wearing a black robe, and his long hair slowly danced in the wind. His whole person seemed to be in perfect harmony with the world, and his breath was as light as the wind and clouds lingered in it from time to time.

In his hand, a purple bamboo sword was flashing with a hint of ferociousness and bloodthirsty breath. In a vague way, this bamboo sword seemed like a living thing. Even a glance gave people a sense of horror that their mind was about to fall and be crushed.

now.

If there were disciples of the Pure Land Sect here, they would definitely recognize that this purple bamboo sword was clearly the peerless magic sword and killing blade that they snatched away in the secret realm of God. The one who snatched this thing was not someone else, but Wu Yangyu!

Wu Yangyu's face was covered by a bronze mask at this time. Others could not see his true face at all, only his eyes flashing with cold light.

This was also what he deliberately did.

Now he has reached an extremely high level. Whether it is the understanding of the [Fighting Spirit Art], the control of the power of the prison-suppressing God Body, the Immortal Battle Body, and even the breakthrough of the [Qing Emperor Yuanmu Divine Power], he has reached an extraordinary and even terrifying level.

However, he still didn't want to expose his true identity at this time. With the cover-up, he was more convenient to some extent.

For example, revenge!

Clan War.

This is a contradiction between the human race and the evil race. All human races must abandon each other's hatred and grudges and join the team that kills the evil race.

What a pity.

Wu Yangyu is not so noble.

He knew very well that judging from the current situation, the role played by the Tianshu Holy Land and the others in this ancient battlefield was probably not crucial. On the contrary, these disciples of the Tianshu Holy Land not only did not consider how to kill the evil tribes outside the domain, but instead set their sights on their own tribes.

If you are just this, you should kill it, you should die!

Such an existence and such a manner, and even expecting them to kill the enemy, is probably rare.

"Clang!"

His figure moved slightly and descended to the earth. In his sword in one hand, the killing blade flashing with a strange dark purple light made waves of friction sounds on the ground that made people's scalp numb.

Straws of dark purple light lingered on the tip of the knife, as if the soul-catching Death Blade was coming, with a strong chill constantly coming.

"No... don't kill me, I'm a disciple of Tianshu Holy Land... As a human race, you shouldn't have killed me..."

The disciples of Tianshu Holy Land were monarch-level powerful men. They were filled with blood and energy. Even though their bodies were split into two halves, they did not fall for a while.

If he was given a chance, after some conditioning, he could even revive his body again and merge with each other. Seeing Wu Yangyu slowly walking towards him, his whole body began to tremble.

With panic-eyed eyes and the trembling voice, the whole person was obviously in a semi-collapse state.

"As a human race, you don't kill the evil race, but hurt the same race... You deserve to die!"

Without any hesitation, the killing blade in Wu Yangyu's hand quickly made a sharp sound. As it moved, dark purple light intertwined, and quickly enveloped the young man.

"Senior... they are disciples of Tianshu Holy Land. If they kill them, there will inevitably be trouble!"

The woman in a blue dress couldn't help but show a worried look on her pretty face and shouted anxiously.

Her beautiful eyes flowed, and naturally she also contained endless anger, but at this time she knew more that the Tianshu Holy Land was an ancient sect after all, and there were strong people with the position of the Imperial Dao standing in charge.

If he is killed now, it will inevitably cause trouble to the mysterious person in front of him.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of trouble... A mere stream of Tianshu Holy Land is simply a black sheep, just kill it!"

Wu Yangyu glanced at the woman slightly and naturally saw the woman's concern, but he was not timid about the Tianshu Holy Land.

At this time, he was already strong enough to challenge the Tianshu Holy Land, so what about the emperor? He was not afraid at all.

"kill!"

A faint word swept up, and in an instant, the killing blade had already slashed over without any pause.

"No!"

The young man's mouth was filled with despair, but then, the faint purple sword light had already broken through his defense. In the meantime, an unwilling head flew high.

Such a scene.

It also made the disciples present unable to help but feel an indescribable shock in their hearts.

The Tianshu Holy Land is a sect and has an extraordinary position in the entire ancient battlefield. However, the people in front of you have no timid attitude, which also makes everyone have various curiosity and speculation about Wu Yangyu's identity in their hearts.

When the crisis was lifted, both the woman in green and the disciples of the Qingyao Sect and others who were present felt their bodies weakened, and endless feeling of fatigue and gratitude appeared in their minds.

This time, they were poisoned and could not exert their strength. Otherwise, they would definitely not be so embarrassed, and they would not even have the power to fight back.

"Swish!"

Wu Yangyu's palm moved slightly, and as he raised it, an obscure and ancient power suddenly enveloped him. Everyone felt a lightness in their body, and the influence after the poisoning disappeared.

This is the effect brought after the fifth realm of [Qing Emperor Yuanmu Divine Power].

His power seems simple, but in fact it contains huge life power, nurturing incredible effects. After being integrated into their bodies, it can not only detoxify, but also help them recover from the injuries on their bodies.

"Thank you senior!"

With such strength, such courage and background, although everyone now does not know Wu Yangyu's specific identity, they also know that this is a peerless and powerful figure.

"It's okay, I just entered the ancient battlefield. You guys tell me about the situation here!"

After the crisis was lifted, Wu Yangyu didn't waste time and asked directly at the woman.

"yes!"

The woman nodded and picked up the core content of all things in the ancient battlefield:

"Since the evil clan seal was broken three years ago, most core strong men, whether they are evil clans or human clans, have begun to appear here. It can be said that in other places outside, there are fewer monarch-level human clans and evil clans. All strong men are mainly sects, divide their camps from each other and protect this place..."

Everyone was talking while walking, and Wu Yangyu began to gradually understand the situation here.

The woman, named Pan Yu, is a disciple of the Tianyang Temple. As for the other disciples, there are Qingyao Sect and several other sects. Although this place is an ancient battlefield, it has been fighting continuously for the past three years, but it has many benefits in this place.

after all.

In ancient times, this place was one of the main battlefields. There were countless human races and evil races that fell, and many precious inheritances were left behind.

Even, a year ago, the inheritance of the Great Emperor appeared.

That's exactly that.

So here, on the one hand, the human race resists the evil race, and on the other hand, it is also exploring these inheritances, in order to increase its strength higher and faster.

This time, Pan Yu and others also found a heritage, but they did not expect to meet the people from the Tianshu Holy Land, and this scene from not long ago also appeared.

"Although we are in a state of clan war, the conflicts between human races are still quite large, especially the ancient sects of the Five Emperors, Tianshu Holy Land, Impure Sect and other ancient sects occupy terrifying resources. With their powerful power and strength, they have captured a lot of inheritance in their hands, and even used some small sects as cannon fodder!"

Speaking of this, a trace of unconcealed anger appeared on Pan Yu's pretty face.

"Haha, the Five Emperors Sect, the Impure Sect... It turns out that dogs can't change their shit!"

Hearing these two sects, a faint chill flashed slightly from the corner of Wu Yangyu's mouth, especially in Pan Yu's message, he heard the situation of the Dou Shen Sect at this time.

As more and more ancient sects are born, the situation of the Doushen Sect is not optimistic, and the Five Emperors Sect and other major sects are also in a lot of difficulties with the Doushen Sect.

That's why Wu Yangyu was not angry.

"Senior... You just came here, so don't have too many conflicts. After all, in these three years, these sects have gained so many benefits with their own strength, and even many disciples have reached the level of a half-step emperor!"

Pan Yu looked at Wu Yangyu with a little concern. She clearly saw the unconcealed murderous intent in Wu Yangyu's eyes.

"It's okay! I haven't encountered it yet. If I encounter it... I will kill it!"

Wu Yangyu waved his hand slightly, but the cold murderous intent in his tone did not look like he was joking...
Chapter completed!