"High! Wonderful! All spirits can be shaken by your arrow formation. You are already at the top of the realm!" Heifumang gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised Moro.
Moro was eyeing Wan Ling, while Wan Lei was driving the sky full of lightning to attack the monks who were attacking the formation.
The Luo Xing Hammer whizzed away like a whirlwind, catching more than a dozen people off guard and running away in shock. Those who ran fast were only hit by lightning and scorched several pieces of their bodies, while those who ran slowly were torn apart and died.
"Bastard! Wan Lei! Moro! You two are seeking death!" Wan Ling was forced to retreat thousands of miles away by the rays of arrows, unable to rescue his men for a while.
Under the thunder and lightning of Wan Lei, the three people were killed instantly, and the others also fled to Wan Ling with injuries of varying severity.
"Old dog! Don't be so arrogant! If I hadn't saved your life until my brother came back to take it personally, I would have chopped off your dog's head and hung it at the city gate!"
As more arrogant words rang out, a man slowly walked out of the city defense formation carrying a nine-foot-long giant ax, facing Wanling from a distance.
Shi Yu looked at the guys who were angrier than himself, and the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he asked Hei Fumang in surprise: "Did Wang Qi go too far? You said he can't defeat Wanling."
Hei Fumang tilted his head and smiled, "If he can't be beaten, isn't it me? If I hadn't gone to find you, Wan Ling would have been beaten away long ago."
In Shi Yu's surprised gaze, Hei Fumang suddenly disappeared, and Wang Qi, who was hanging in front of the formation, also suddenly disappeared.
A black and muscular man suddenly appeared in front of Wan Ling, with a dark and mean smile, grinning at him.
"Witch Emperor! Why are you trying to stop me? Are you going to fight me too?" Wan Ling looked at the black barbarian in front of him and shouted angrily.
"You and I have cherished each other for hundreds of millions of years, but I just advise you not to take the wrong path. Wang Qi has advised you several times. If you don't retreat today, your head will hang at the city gate for thousands of years!"
The Black Witch Emperor showed no mercy in his words, not to mention that this was a fake Wanling, and he had no burden in killing him.
"Haha! Ignorant and arrogant! It's just two clones fused together. What can you do to me?"
Wan Ling was laughing disdainfully, when two giant axes struck through the air, hitting Wan Ling's vest, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the ground.
"My father is here! Get out of here, old dog!"
Wan Ling was furious, and his face gradually became ferocious. He had been attacked several times today, and you can imagine the anger in his heart. He grabbed the giant ax that was about to fly back, and tried to crush it with all his strength with his five fingers.
Shi Yu was very happy, narrowing his eyes and looking at the Black Witch Emperor. My father had arrived, and Ling Xiao and Jian Kaitian must be nearby.
This must have been done deliberately by Hei Fumang. Several clones of the Witch Emperor deliberately gathered everyone together in order to annihilate all the spirits. Although he said that he wanted all the spirits to retreat, in fact, he didn't want to let them go.
Wan Ling lives for a moment longer!
"call!"
Before Wan Ling could crush my father's giant axe, another giant ax that opened the sky struck me head-first. The Black Witch Emperor moved his hands cleanly and without any mercy.
Wan Ling threw out two giant axes in his hands to block the Witch Emperor's attack.
"Witch Emperor! Today you will live and die..."
"boom!"
Before Wan Ling finished speaking, the third giant ax struck Wan Ling's head from behind, making a loud noise.
"How come I, Moro, are missing out on this kind of thing?"
The long bow in Moro's hand was gone, and a giant ax slowly condensed in his hand.
Look at Wan Ling again, run tens of thousands of miles with your head split in two, and then dare to look back angrily.
Shi Yu was so happy that he shook his head and laughed wildly. A group of good ax players gathered together.
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Come on, Wan Ling is really a good target for studying ax skills.
Jian Kaitian and Ling Xiao landed next to Shi Yu, one on the left and the other on the right. They both turned to look at Wan Ling, whose head was half-broken. Jian Kaitian came closer and asked curiously: "How many more clones of the Witch Emperor have you picked up?"
Shi Yu glared at him and explained the identities of Hei Fumang, Wan Lei and Moruo.
After hearing this, Jian Kaitian was very dissatisfied and pointed at my father and roared: "My father, you have been sneaking all the way. It turns out that you knew something was going on in Yanlan City. Let's put it aside, I will not let you go!"
My father no longer cared to answer Jian Kaitian's questions. He immediately merged with the Black Witch Emperor, and his momentum increased several times again.
The three Shi Yu brothers were so shocked that they gasped in shock. Looking at the posture of the Wu Emperor, it would not be a problem for him to cross the land bridge and reach the inner area with his own true ability.
The three parts merged into one, and the smaller half of the true Witch Emperor appeared in front of everyone. He had bronze skin, a tall physique, a nine-foot-long giant ax in his right hand, and a thick iron rod in his left arm. His whole body was filled with thunder and black energy.
My father's solemn face looked coldly at Wan Ling. He slowly raised the iron rod in his hand and said in a muffled voice: "Wan Ling, give me your head!"
The low words swept through the void like rolling thunder, causing ripples in the space and shaking countless suspended stars and continents.
Jian Kaitian curled his lips and whispered dissatisfied, "This old guy looks really good! Why didn't he turn into that big monkey?"
The Witch Emperor seemed to have heard Jian Kaitian's sarcasm, and with a slight swing of the iron rod in his hand, he crossed a hundred miles and struck him on the shoulder.
When Wan Lei saw the Witch Emperor's lightning surrounding his body, he felt dissatisfied. He snorted and jumped to the side of the Witch Emperor, crackling and flashing brighter light. The thunder hammer in his hand turned into a thunder dragon and hung in the void, roaring angrily at all the spirits.
"Not bad! My grandson!"
The Witch Emperor's words almost made Wan Lei so angry that he suffered internal injuries.
It is true that all human races are descended from the Witch Emperor, but not all are descendants of the Witch Emperor. This sentence made Wan Lei vomit blood in his heart.
Jian Kaitian laughed loudly. He had never been in contact with Hei Fumang, otherwise he would have known that this sentence was said by some unreliable avatar of the Witch Emperor.
Moro fled to the other side of the Witch Emperor and retorted, "Whoever kills all the spirits today is the master. Kneel down and kowtow!"
The Witch Emperor glanced sideways and nodded slightly, "Yes, my..."
Moro didn't listen to Heifumang's nonsense and rushed out with a roar.
All the spirits in the distance had long since recovered, glaring at the three Witch Emperors angrily, a long-tusked knife shining brightly in their hands.
Shi Yu didn't dare to neglect him. They were all here to help him. He couldn't let others beat him to death. He just watched the show. With a flash of his body, he stood beside the Witch Emperor.
Wu Emperor and Wan Lei shouted angrily at the same time: "Go away!"
They all regard this as a battlefield of who is the master, how can they allow others to intervene.
Shi Yu fled to the barrier of the formation, waved out the heads of Tianchu and Siling with a wave of his hand, and hung them in the middle of the north and south gates of Yanlan City.
The two hard shells of the mirage master are hung on the east and west doors.
These are naturally the creations of Shi Yu's imagination, but if these top masters were not really killed, who would dare to hang their heads and remains at the city gate?
Even if it’s fake!
Zhu Yanlan escaped from the snow beads, got into the formation and entered Yanlan City. Yuanlong and the others were watching from across the formation, catching Zhu Yanlan and protecting her behind him.
Mai Heng walked out slowly and stood next to Shi Yu, and his shadow also appeared on the formation wall.
Shi Yu tilted his head and smiled, "This period of hard work has made me tired."
Mai Heng hurriedly saluted, "Young Master is overly praised. With this great city defense formation, I only made a brief appearance."
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With just one hand, Yanlan City can be kept safe, and the first success will come from the shadow of the enemy."
Shi Yu looked at Gai Ying again and said with satisfaction: "Okay! Remember the first achievement!"
"Thank you!" Gai Ying hurriedly bowed and thanked him. With these words from Ou Yu, he had a much greater chance of reshaping his body.
"Leave the rest to me."
With a loud roar, Shi Yu took the lead and pounced on the monks who were besieging the formation. They were trapped by all the spirits and had no chance of recovery. Death was their only outcome.
As soon as Shi Yu moved, Jian Kaitian and Ling Xiao both jumped out, one sword and one stick dancing into a whirlwind that enveloped all the realm masters.
Yuanlong and Zhikun, who had already been suffocating in the formation, were not willing to lag behind when the screams started, and rushed into the enemy's formation ahead of a few others.
In the past few years, the guardians mainly relied on the support of the large formation. They were arrogant and hot-tempered, and had long been ridiculed by Wan Ling. Now they had a chance to counterattack, and the four show fists hit the sky with tremendous force, blasting
None of the realm lords can stop him.
"Shi Yu, get out of the way! Let me vent my anger!" Yuan Long felt furious when he saw Shi Yu raise his hand to kill a realm lord.
"That's it! Either run alone or run with your wife, we will just look for someone like the wet nurse! Get out of here!" Jian Kaitian also joined in the scene.
Shi Yu reluctantly stopped. He couldn't help with his own affairs, so he just became a bystander.
"Shi Yu, stand in the middle and sweep the formation!" Chi Chu, who also didn't dare to show his head to delay the two hot-tempered women, gave Shi Yu some advice.
Hundreds of world lords rushed out of the city one after another, watching this shocking battle in horror.
Although Wan Ling blocked outside Yanlan City, he never stopped people from coming in and out. His purpose was only Shi Yu, and he didn't pay attention to other people or things at all.
He attacked the city defense formation three times and five times, shouting every day to capture everyone and force Shi Yu out. However, when Shi Yu did come back, he was beaten to a bloody head by a sneak attack. This was an outcome that no one expected.
Many Realm Lords who had been temporarily living in the city had taken advantage of Wanling's attack on Yanlan City to find some cheap ideas. But when they saw that Shi Yu had brought such strong reinforcements, they all gave up their evil intentions.
The battlefield is stalemate on one side and one-sided on the other.
The stalemate was between the Witch Emperor and the two saints Moro fighting against all spirits, while the one-sided one was Yuanlong Zhikun, who used his female power to quickly destroy the minions of all spirits.
Without Wanling to guard them, those realm masters simply could not withstand the intimidating momentum of Yuan Long and Zhi Kun. Although they could not be killed at the push of their necks, they could not even use 50% of their strength with their hands. They were killed with three punches and two kicks.
It turned into a bloody mist.
Within a few seconds, Jian Kaitian was busy grabbing heads on the battlefield.
Ling Xiao looked around, then got into the formation with a cold face, and went to chat with Cao Xinxin.
The miscellaneous soldiers were quickly eliminated. Shi Yu tore open his body orifices and gave all the treasures to Jian Kaitian. He was so happy that he sat in the void and began to count and store them one by one. All the realm masters in the city were shocked and envious.
Wan Ling saw that his men had turned into flesh and blood in just a moment, and roared in anger. He slashed the air with the long-tusked knife in his hand, and drove away the Witch Emperor and others.
"Witch Emperor! This is too much! I will kill Yanlan City today!"
As soon as Wan Ling said these words, everyone in the city changed their minds. The monks and world leaders who did not want to get involved in the dispute hurriedly fled outside the city. The timid ones did not even dare to watch the excitement and fled in a hurry.
Shi Yu chuckled and pointed at the heads of Tianchu and Si Ling, "Who can you be stronger than this idiot? If it hadn't been for the Witch Emperor and the Two Saints of Moro to stop me, you would have become a rotten person long ago, and you still dare to speak so loudly!"
The Witch Emperor laughed loudly, "That's right! All spirits are blind, and no one in Xuanpan dares to provoke him. He just brought some little bastards to block the door. It's obvious that he is being taken advantage of!