Chapter 450

"This old man Yan, one day I will crush him to death and avenge my old Xingyi sect master!" Guo Bao looked at Yan Han on the stage and clenched his fists.

Zhao Wendong's eyes also suddenly looked at Yan Han, with the flames of hatred beating in his eyes. He knew that with their Xingyi Sect's current strength, revenge was almost impossible.

This is a tragedy!

"It would be great if real Wuya could kill him." A fantasy suddenly appeared in Zhao Wendong's mind.

The second place on the list of masters who is unknown to kill the masters is also a fairy tale, the possibility is almost zero.

"Brother Ye, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, you should find a place to hide! Or just leave Wujia Town, so as not to be missed by others." Zhao Wendong also advised Ye Tian. They offended the Skyhawk Sect, and indirectly offended the Baji Sect. They were already in danger, and they were helpless even if they wanted to help Ye Tian.

"Hiding? Why do you want to hide?" Ye Tian sneered, "I will fight with real person Tu Wuya, and old man Yan is doomed. Just wait and see the good show!"

Xie Wendong, Guo Bao and Guan Weiwei were completely speechless this time, even disdain was too superfluous, so they just ignored it!

On the battle platform, Yan Han was really angry. He glared angrily, and the cold light he shot was as cold as a blade, and he shouted at Master Wu Ya: "Old Master Wu Ya, you are looking for death! I was just discussing spells with you, and you dare to lay a dead hand on me? Who gave your dog gall?"

"Don't talk about how noble you are. Yesterday you did something to me for no reason, and I just treated him in the same way."

"Dear comrades, you can see clearly, I am not bullying him, but this person is too aggressive! He is so rampant at the beginning of the Profound Realm, how can he grow up?"

"I'm aggressive? You're used to being bullying and domineering, right? You hit me whenever you want, why are you talking so much high-sounding nonsense?"

boom!

Suddenly there was an explosion from the seating platform, and Shen Yunlong threw out a fist, smashing a table to pieces, stood up in a huff, pointed at Master Wu Ya angrily, and said: "Old Daoist Wu Ya, my brother Han is kind If you are looking for you to discuss techniques, you must know the good and the bad! Don’t think that you can do whatever you want because you are a righteous orthodox. This martial arts world is not yet your turn to be rampant."

Master Wu Ya let out a cold snort, and said, "If you refuse to accept it, we will have a contest."

Everyone in the audience was sweating coldly, they never thought that the real Wu Ya would be so courageous and offend people again and again.

Shen Yunlong is fifth on the list of grandmasters, how can he be a good stubble.

He is an old birthday star who hanged himself, he thinks his life is too long!

Who gave him the guts?

Who gave him confidence?

What is he relying on?

...

Countless questions arose in everyone's mind.

"You..., looking for death!" Shen Yunlong wished he could pounce on him and tear Wu Ya into pieces. Although he knew the real person Wu Ya, but it was just a casual acquaintance, far less than his friendship with Yan Han. On this occasion, he naturally had to stand up for the severe cold.

There were also many people in the field who couldn't get used to the real person Wu Ya, and accused him one after another, thinking that he was too aggressive and didn't have the demeanor that a real person should have.

However, Master Wuya didn't care at all, he wanted to show his prestige in this battle, so why should he be afraid of others' accusations.

Prestige is all played out, as long as you are strong enough, all accusations are paper tigers.

This Wu Zong Conference was a blockbuster, which was also Ye Tian's expectation for him!

"Brother Yunlong, don't get angry." Yan Han winked at Shen Yunlong, and then said to Master Wuya: "Old Daoist Wuya, if you want to fight, I will accompany you. On today's battle stage, you and I will To decide the outcome is to decide whether to live or die, how dare you answer me?"

"Why don't you dare! On this battle platform today, between you and me, there must be a person whose blood is splattered nine feet!"

The audience was in an uproar!

Yan Han actually launched a life-and-death battle to Wu Ya, and Wu Ya actually agreed. This has never happened in previous Grandmaster Conferences.

Wu Canghai couldn't do anything to stop it, because the two parties were voluntary, and they just borrowed his family's martial arts platform for use.

"Since you want to die, you can't blame me!" Yan Han thundered, "I have passed down the five thousand-year-old Taoism of the corpse gate, and it is impossible for you to humiliate me. The secret technique will kill you!"

As soon as the words landed, he tossed his long sleeves, and a piece of black cotton rag flew out, spreading out like a torn blanket in the void. Immediately, a stench like a corpse of an animal spread out, the stench was unbearable, straight to the nose, many people in the venue frowned, and some even retched.

He grabbed one side of the rag, shook it up and down, and suddenly the color of the sky and the earth changed, and he saw a yellow liquid rushing out of the shroud, like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, forming a sky-high tsunami, rolling up huge waves, and instantly Sweeping across the vast expanse of the world, it devoured the real Wu Ya.

Although the yellow liquid is somewhat similar to the water of the Yellow River, it is by no means the water of the Yellow River. It smells like corpse liquid. It is extremely cloudy, cold and evil. The billowing dead air fills the air, and countless corpses float, making the whole world desolate.

Where the yellow water passed, the rocks on the battle platform seemed to be corroded by strong acid, white smoke was rising, and it was pitch black, corroding a gully.

"Shroud!" Someone in the field recognized this magic weapon of exorcising corpses, and exclaimed immediately.

"That's right, it's the shroud, the supreme magic weapon of the corpse gate. It is rumored that it was taken from the body of a thousand-year-old corpse. This rolling yellow liquid is the fluid in the corpse pit, also called Huangquan water. It is said that it was taken from the body of thousands of people. The pit is extremely sinister, with the power of ecstasy and bone erosion, and ordinary people may die if they get a drop of it." Someone familiar with the shroud introduced.

"Use the secret treasure of the Exorcism Gate as soon as you come up. Yan Han is going to be serious. One hit will kill him. Don't give the real Wuya a chance to fight back."

"It's a pity, for most of my life of cultivating the Tao, I exhausted my strength and finally entered the Profound Realm, but I was about to be slaughtered within a few days."

"He deserves to be slaughtered, who made him so arrogant. It's just a real person who has just entered the profound realm, and he can offend severe cold?"

...

Many grandmasters in the field all changed their colors, and were shocked by the power of the shroud. For the vast majority of them, this technique is unsolvable and invincible.

Zhengyi has been dealing with the corpse gate for thousands of years, and they are old enemies. Master Wuya naturally recognizes the secret treasure shroud of the corpse gate, and knows its power.

At this moment, he was calm and fearless, and said: "Xiao Shu, let me see how I can break you!"

What?

small surgery?

The tone is too big, right?

Many people despised the real Wuya for a while.

"You are an old apprentice who likes to brag as much as you do. You really deserve to be a master and apprentice." Guo Bao jokingly said to Ye Tian.

Guan Weiwei burst out laughing, her smile was like a flower.

Ye Tian smiled, noncommittal.

It is the simplest and quickest way to deal with it by sacrificing the dragon pattern Lihuo cauldron, devouring the "Yellow Spring Water" and refining it with Lihuo, but Master Wu Ya did not do this. With the sword in his hand, the Tiangang Wulei mental method is running in his body, and endless mana is poured into the copper coin magic sword.

Zheng!

The Copper Coin Magic Sword blazed brightly, and made a clanging sound like a bell, five colors of brilliance circulated, and countless thunderbolts intertwined, like a peerless killer.

His body is also changing, the radiance is flowing, and the purple lace is wrapped around his body, just like the god of thunder descending into the world, his blood is soaring into the sky, his majestic posture is unfathomable, and it is daunting.

Clang!

When he struck out with a sword, the divine light suddenly appeared, the sword energy surged, and a purple horse with a length of several feet rose across the sky, carrying endless divine power, and slashed down.

"Break it!"

He roared loudly, and the thunder and light intertwined with the sword glow cut through the "Yellow Spring Water" coming from the sky, as if the vast sea was divided into two halves. A flood of water rushed past his body, and he was like the mainstay, unscathed and unshakable. Even if a few drops of "Yellow Spring Water" splashed on his body, it would be blocked by the thunder gang on his body and turn into water mist.

"He actually broke this technique!"

"this……?"

"How can it be?"

...

Many people dropped their jaws in shock. Even Master Shikong and Wu Canghai frowned, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Thunder can break all laws, that's the power of Tiangang, and the five thunder palms of Tiangang may be reborn!" said the discerning person, shocked.

"No wonder Master Wu Ya is so arrogant, it turns out that his reliance is here."

"The Five Thunder Palms of Tiangang is the unique skill of Longhushan's sect. It is extremely difficult to learn. He may not be able to learn it well, and he may only have mastered part of the mind."

...

Shen Yunlong has a majestic body, crossed his arms in front of his chest like a great god, leaned on the back of the chair, and said: "So what if the old Taoist mastered the five thunder palms of Tiangang, my cold brother drove the corpse door five There are thousands of years of orthodox tradition, and there are countless secret methods passed down, and there are ways to deal with it. Today, this old Taoist will undoubtedly die!"

While everyone was discussing, Yan Han made another move. He shook his hand again, and the shroud swept out, and it swelled in the wind. It became tens of times larger in an instant, spreading out like a picture scroll, covering a whole area of ​​the world.

The shroud seemed to be a world of its own, with the river Styx rushing inside, flowers blooming, mountains of corpses, seas of blood,...

boom!

Countless streams of misty death aura descended down, like the water of a nine-curved Yellow River descending from the sky, with overwhelming power, forming a terrifying devouring force, trying to absorb the real Wu Ya.

Under the force of devouring, countless gravels flew up from the battle platform, and before they even reached the shroud, they were crushed and turned into stone powder, which shows how terrifying the shroud is.

"Old Taoist Wuya, may my technique fall into your eyes?" Yan Han sarcastically said.

"It's still Xiao Daoer! In front of me, you are just a primary school student. Let's see how I can break you!"

As soon as Master Wu Ya said this, Yan Han's nose was almost crooked.

There was also an uproar in the arena, but this time there were fewer people who thought Wu Ya was bragging, and more people waited and watched.

Although Master Wuya said it easily, his expression was extremely ugly. Holding the sword in his hand, he shook his palm, and all one hundred and eight Five Emperors copper coins with dao marks were scattered.

He pinched the sword formula with one hand, pointed at the void, and the scattered copper coins and swords flew to the top of his head like an arm, and circled at extreme speed, forming a vortex.

The phagocytic power drawn out by the vortex and the phagocytic power of the shroud offset part of it, and Immortal Wu Ya's whole body lightened instantly.

In that vortex, there are countless streaks of lightning intertwined, turning into a sea of ​​thunder.

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

Yan Han suddenly let out a loud roar, and his complexion changed wildly.

However, it was too late.

"These evil things are harmful to people, let's destroy them!" Master Wu Ya also roared, "Go, destroy them!"

With a shake of his palms, the sea of ​​thunder transformed from the five emperors' copper coins flew towards the shroud at a high speed, and was swallowed like a mud cow entering the sea.

boom!

Amidst the sound of heaven falling apart, the sea of ​​thunder exploded, and the shroud turned into dust.