The Strongest Husband in Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 327 Slaying the Holy Son [Four]

Yang Yu took a step and went straight to the platform behind the forty-five stairs.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Jin followed, also stepped onto the high platform, standing behind Yang Yu.

On the other side, the speed of the Holy Maiden of the Purple House is also not slow. She stepped onto the high platform almost at the same time as Yang Yu, but the Holy Son of the Purple House turned pale at this moment. Although his strength is not weak, he is somewhat Dipped in the light of the Holy Maiden of the Purple House.

Because, it seems that the saints who have just acquired the Immortal Stage seem to be conscious, and the coercion against the Primordial God is obviously much weaker for the team of the two people, the Lady of the Purple House and the Holy Son of the Purple House.

"Buzz!"

And just after Yang Yu, the Saintess of Yaochi, the Saintess of Zifu and other seven people climbed to the high platform, and then on the stairs transformed by the saint's Xiantai, a shock of dazzling brilliance directly shone brightly, and the sage who was still walking on the stairs at the moment shone brightly. People are all covered.

"Um!"

The Saintess of Zifu and the Saintess of Yaochi both turned their heads and looked at the stairs that the Saint Xiantai turned into behind them.

"What happened?"

Yang Yu also looked at Saint Xiantai with a somewhat surprised expression, his eyes flashing.

"boom!"

In the next second, the stairs below seemed to roar, and then all the pressure and brilliance disappeared, making the entire stairs return to a calm appearance.

As for the Holy Son of Yaoguang, Dayan, and the others who were still climbing the stairs above Saint Immortal Stage, they all disappeared above the stairs and returned to the bottom of the stairs.

"what's the situation?"

The Holy Son of Yaoguang and the others frowned and looked at the saint Sendai in front of him.

Why were they all swept down suddenly when they were fine just now?

"continue."

Aside, the Holy Son of Wanchu frowned and said, swept it down when it was swept down, and then stepped on it again.

The problem now is that four more people have already boarded the high platform. I am afraid that when they board again, I am afraid that the opportunity has already been obtained by the Holy Maiden of Zifu, Yang Yu and others.

"boom!"

However, just when the son of Zi Wanchu and the saint of Wanchu wanted to board the saint's Sendai again, a terrifying coercion surged out above the saint's Sendai, as if it knocked Hua Yunfei into the air. The two from the first holy land were also blasted out and suffered heavy losses.

"Limited quota?" On the high platform, Yang Yu looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi with a surprised expression on his face.

"It seems that in this ancient tomb of the saint, it is very likely that inheritance is left, and the limited number of places may only require two people, one man and one woman."

The Saintess of Yaochi's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at the Saintess of Zifu and Zifu Saints on the side.

It is indeed a bit special for these two people to come in, because the Holy Maiden of Zifu stepped into this place with Yang Yu almost at the same time.

If it weren't for this, she and Yang Yu might be the only people who stepped into the tomb now.

"Hmph, the inheritance of this place is obviously going to be passed on to my Purple Palace Holy Land. Your coming in is too coincidental. I think you two should retire!"

The Zifu Holy Son's face looked better. Hearing the words of the Yaochi Saintess, the Zifu Saint Son, who was originally unhappy with Yang Yu, immediately spoke with a very indifferent tone.

"Hehe, there's nothing wrong with this sentence, but I think the people who should leave should be you, right?"

Yang Yu smiled slightly, looked at the Zifu Saint Son and Zifu Saintess and said.

"Hmph, this place is obviously close to my Yaochi Holy Land, what is the need for you to stay, the inheritance can't be yours!"

The Holy Son of Zifu snorted coldly, stared at Yang Yu, and spoke indifferently.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't retreat, that's fine. Anyway, I just didn't like you, so I'll kill you, and then go and see what this saint's inheritance is!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, his eyes locked on the Zifu Holy Son, and the blood of the battle began to boil in his body, and strands of dazzling Shen Xi seemed to begin to shine in Yang Yu's body.

"Hmph, Yuanshen's strength is useless in the secret realm of the four poles. If you want to kill me, you don't have such strength!"

The Holy Son of Zifu snorted coldly, and then directly sacrificed a small cauldron, in which the purple energy spewed and was very powerful.

"Yang Yu, I still don't know what the chance is here. There's no need to be an enemy now, right?"

The Holy Maiden of the Purple House opened her mouth, her expression was very flat, as if she had merged into the heaven and earth, and there was not much change in her expression.

"The Holy Maiden of Zifu, there is no need to say so much. It's useless for you to plead for your son of Zifu."

Yang Yu spoke indifferently, and then stepped out directly, and swept directly in the direction of the Zifu Holy Son.

"Hmph, a nameless rat who is not even a holy son dares to be so arrogant, let's see how I cut you today and avenge Hongshang!"

The Holy Son of Zifu snorted coldly, and then directly held the purple cauldron in his right hand, wisps of purple energy emerged in it, and terrifying power began to emerge!

"God of War Four Elephants - White Tiger!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and on his arms, dazzling demon patterns appeared directly, and these demon patterns were like fierce white tigers, roaring around Yang Yu's arms.

The demon emperor Sixiangjin, the white tiger kills, has powerful destructive power and offensive power. At this moment, it has been transformed by Yang Yu, and it has become the secret technique of the body of the god of war. After the four elephants of the god of war, this kind of main killing power Nature is getting stronger!

"Hmph, the younger generation of Xiaoxiao will let you see the power of the supreme secret technique of my Purple Palace Holy Land today!"

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

The Holy Son of Zifu drank coldly, looked at Yang Yu indifferently, took out a small purple cauldron with his right hand, shot it out with his palm at the same time, and slammed into Yang Yu's direction.

"Roar!"

However, Yang Yu's eyes were cold, and wisps of cold light were flickering, and Yang Yu even sent a punch at this moment, his entire right arm was like a white tiger with golden stripes, his body jumped, and a pair of sharp claws shot directly. To the purple cauldron.

"clang!"

A roar sounded, and Yang Yu's fist mark hit the purple cauldron. Almost instantly, the purple cauldron that was supposed to be surging with purple energy instantly became dim and flew to the extreme distance!

"God of War Four Elephants - Suzaku!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and bright flames swirled around his left hand, all covering Yang Yu's palm.

"boom?"

Yang Yu's body suddenly stepped out, and he kicked his right foot, and the terrifying power directly crushed the defense of the Zifu Holy Son!

"Pfft!"

And Yang Yu's left hand was also suddenly pointed at this, and the fiery flames of the Vermillion Bird shot out, like a sword, directly piercing the eyebrows of the Zifu Holy Son.

"No...no...impossible..."

The Holy Son of Zifu raised his hand, stained with bright red blood from the center of his eyebrows, and his body shuddered.

However, it became weaker and weaker, and finally ended with the son of Zifu falling to the ground.

A holy son died in Yang Yu's hands like this, but only three moves!

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