Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

clang!

Wang Yu presents Meng Hu's flying sword again.

Meng Hu's flying sword was blocked by Wang Yu, and Wang Yu was also uncomfortable. The vitality and blood of his internal organs rolled over and almost made him spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The strength of the real person in the middle of Nirvana is indeed powerful.

He added a three-talent formation to increase his combat power to the extreme in the early stage of Nirvana. Facing Meng Hu's flying sword, it only blocked some of its power, and a lot of mana impacted his body.

Wang Yu was surprised at Meng Hu's strength, but he did not know that Meng Hu was more shocked than him.

What kind of battle formation is this actually, can a cultivator of the Purple Mansion increase such a great strength, if I can get it, wouldn't it be possible to go to the next level?

Thinking of this, Meng Hu's expression became a bit fiery, he must get this formation.

"Wang Yu, give me this formation, how about if I let you go?" Meng Hu looked at Wang Yu with piercing eyes and said.

Wang Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, and then sneered again and again: "Let me go? I said I want to take your dog's life, why do you need to let it go?"

After speaking, Wang Yu killed him with a sword.

Passive defense is not his style, active attack is king.

Whoosh!

The cold light flickered, a sword came to the west, and the sword energy pierced the sky.

"Well, well, since you don't say it, I will hit you and say it." Meng Hu laughed at Wang Yu's active attack, and Feijian retrieved his hand and raised the sword to greet him.

clang! clang! clang!

Wang Yu and Meng Hu fought each other.

The swords of the two sides kept colliding, sparks splashed, and Nirvana level masters collided, and the space was constantly torn. The violent waves of air could disperse the primordial monk.

The three monsters with yellow eyebrows have little effect on their body protection.

Wang Yu and Meng Hu fought hundreds of times in a dozen breaths. Meng Hu steadily gained the upper hand. Every time they fought, Wang Yu could be hurt by one point.

After several hundred rounds, Wang Yu was already bloodied.

However, there was no panic on Wang Yu's face, instead a smile appeared on his face, making Meng Hu a little puzzled.

"What are you laughing at? Don't you know your situation?" Seeing Wang Yu's smile, Meng Hu was a little annoyed and extremely unhappy.

"My situation?"

Wang Yu smiled deeper, pointed to the ground, and said: "You were outside the big formation just now. Now you have broken into the center, you are dead."

After Wang Yu's reminder, Meng Hu realized that he had been standing in the trio of three monsters unknowingly. It was Wang Yu who planned it when he played against him.

Stepping into the big formation, the communication between Meng Hu's Yin God and heaven and earth was reduced, and all aspects of his body were suppressed.

His breath is from the middle stage of Nirvana to the peak level of the early stage of Nirvana.

From the aura, the gap between him and Wang Yu seems to have narrowed a lot.

This discovery not only didn't make Meng Hu furious, but surprised him a lot, and was even more determined to win the formation.

"Your formation is really exquisite, but it's a pity that your opponent is me." Meng Hu was still confident and swung his sword to Wang Yu.

"A sword goes through the clouds!"

Meng Hu's long sword, with a cold light, rushed towards Wang Yu.

With the blessing of the middle-grade Lingbao, the momentum of Meng Hu's move has returned to the middle stage of Nirvana, unparalleled in strength, and still showing its strength in the big formation.

In the mid-Nirvana eruption, Meng Hu's flying sword looked extremely sharp, as if it could break through all obstacles.

This is also because of Wang Yu's formation.

Otherwise, Meng Hu's move will approach the later stage of Nirvana, and the power will be even more extraordinary.

Even so, Wang Yu felt a great deal of pressure, holding the Azure Dragon Sword tightly, and he moved.

"Sancai add body, Liangyi Jianqi!"

The Sancai chapter increases the strength of Zhenyuan, and the Liangyi chapter turns Zhenyuan into a weapon.

In the formation, Wang Yu's momentum is comparable to that of the early stage of Nirvana, and the power of this sword is also extremely powerful in the same level.

However, his opponent is stronger.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the Azure Dragon Sword in Wang Yu's hand began to burst into cobweb-like cracks.

After all, Wang Yu's Azure Dragon sword was only a magic weapon, and the opponent's sword was a middle-grade spirit treasure, not a level, and the opponent was powerful.

boom!

The sword of Qinglong turned into powder, and the sword in Meng Hu's hand rushed towards Wang Yu unabated.

However, Meng Hu wanted something, he was not ready to kill Wang Yu. As soon as the blade turned, the tip of the sword aimed at Wang Yu's shoulder.

Wang Yumeng then retreated, trying to avoid Meng Hu's sword, but Meng Hu bullied himself and didn't want Wang Yu to escape.

Unable to retreat, Wang Yu turned and moved to the left. Meng Hu's sword changed from a straight stab to a horizontal slash, and the blade slid to Wang Yu's waist.

"Boy, if you want to avoid it, you can't do it." Meng Hu sneered, winning the game.

"Master, be careful!" Huang Mei, Li Mao and Bai Xing widened their eyes and shouted loudly. They couldn't help but put down the flag and rushed to help.

"Don't move, don't destroy the big formation!"

Seeing the actions of the three monsters, Wang Yu yelled hurriedly, stopping the actions of the three monsters.

He turned his gaze to Meng Hu again, and said leisurely: "Since I can't escape, I'll kill you, isn't it all right?"

Seeing Meng Hu approaching, Wang Yu showed a grim smile.

When Meng Hu was about to take down Wang Yu, he saw Wang Yu's expression, and a sense of crisis came to his heart, that fatal sense of crisis.

As a real person in the middle stage of Nirvana, a master of gathering the Yin God, he is very concerned about this kind of telepathy.

Right now, he was about to give up chasing Wang Yu and turn around and retreat. How could Wang Yu make him do what he wanted?

"Want to go? Have you asked me?"

Wang Yu couldn't help but said, taking out Phoenix Xiangyu from the meson bag. When Phoenix Xiangyu appeared, it suddenly became hot.

Meng Hu's sense of crisis has reached its peak.

"No!" Meng Hu roared.

Regardless of Wang Yu, his true essence was injected into the Phoenix Flying Feather, his divine consciousness attached to it, and he aimed at Meng Hu.

"Meng Hu, this is the mighty flying feather of the Phoenix clan. You are proud enough to die under this thing. Go and die!"

Wang Yu gave a soft drink, and Phoenix Xiangyu threw it out.

Xiangyu flew in the air, and a phantom of a phoenix appeared on Xiangyu, drawing a red curve, and rushing towards Meng Hu.

"No!" Meng Hu was unwilling to roar, but couldn't stop Xiang Yu's power at all.

boom!

Xiang Yu hit Meng Hu's body, the flames burned his whole body, and a thick flame swallowed Meng Hu. After a few breaths, it burned to ashes.

Cang! Feijian fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"call!"

When Meng Hu died, Wang Yu let out a sigh of relief.

"the host!"

After returning to their senses from the astonishment, the three monsters with yellow eyebrows dispersed and ran to Wang Yu's side.

Despite the victory, Wang Yu's consumption was so huge that he almost couldn't support it.

The trio of Huang Mei have been urging the exercises to bless Wang Yu, which consumes a lot of money, but this is not a safe place.

The three demons did not dare to stay, and moved on. Just before leaving, Wang Yu put Meng Hu's flying sword into the meson bag, rode on Huang Mei, and left.