Yang Wen, Zhou Qirong and others exclaimed.

Stand on the spot.

The master of the dignified Empty Saint Realm was actually injured!

This......

How can it be!

Fang Yu stood in place, not moving.

He did his best to restore the aura in his body.

The effect of the Divine Dragon Duel came into play again, and the damaged parts of the body were recovering at a rapid speed.

But it will take time.

This blow can be said to be a big profit.

It's just that......

Fang Yu, like Yang Qiu, had lost their combat effectiveness.

Yang Qiu retreated and couldn't support it anymore.

The dragon sword is like a poisonous snake, constantly sucking his essence blood.

A master of this level has lived for tens of thousands of years, and essence blood is his life!

Yang Qiu's eyes were red.

How many years!

How many years have it been since I was injured!

Now, at last, he tasted pain again!

Yang Qiu couldn't accept it......

This is a disgrace, a great disgrace! How can we gain a foothold in the world of cultivators in the future?

An ant actually bit him down! This is an absolutely unforgivable, unforgivable thing!

"Elder Yang, are you alright?" Yang Wen roared.

He didn't dare to imagine that if the Yang clan lost a great master like Yang Lao, how would they still gain a foothold in the strange new world.

The Yang clan may also go downhill or even become extinct because of this!

The law of the jungle is the eternal truth!

When he shouted this sentence, Yang Wen regretted it...... He regretted what he had just done to his own brother! He regretted his selfishness! He regretted coming here today......

Click......

The energy light cluster in his hand cracked again.

The Holy Spirit is about to burst out of his shell!

Yang Wenqiang endured his grief and said, "Elder Yang! Yang Wu...... He's, he's dead!"

Hear the words.

Although Yang Qiu was a master of the Void Saint level, he couldn't help but tremble when he heard Yang Wen's words.

Things are out of control!

This is something that has never happened before.

As a monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years, it has a strong experience and combat experience......

He knew exactly what to do with the endgame in front of him.

Thankfully, the Holy Spirit is still there.

Until then, it is necessary to preserve a certain amount of strength.

Thereupon.

Yang Qiuqiang endured the pain of the dragon's sword, and slapped it upside down with one palm......

Bang!

The dragon sword is bounced off!

Where did Yang Qiu dare to destroy the Long Yin Sword with all his might? Even if he could destroy the Long Yin Sword, what would he do next? Zhou Qirong, Yao Tianzhao...... All eyes on the Holy Spirit!

The dragon sword fell to the ground, and the blade was stained with blood.

Ordinary can't be ordinary.

Fang Yu glanced at the Dragon Yin Sword indifferently, and did not summon it back. Just let it lie there quietly.

It was quiet for a long time.

Yang Qiucai spoke:

"General Zhou......"

They noticed that Yang Qiu used the word general, which meant to win over.

"Elder Yang. Zhou Qirong gave up.

"Now is your chance to get revenge...... Previously, my Yang family and your Great Zhou royal family have always had a tacit understanding...... At the moment, this son has lost his combat effectiveness. It's up to you to kill him......" Yang Qiu said.

"Huh, I'll come?"

"Not bad...... Rest assured. He received a slap from me, and his heart was shattered, and he was able to support it until now, and I am afraid that he is also relying on a breath. It won't last long!" Yang Qiu said.

Zhou Qirong's gaze fell on Fang Yu's body.

I saw that his face was pale, and there were traces of sweat on his forehead, and there were bloodshot spots on the corners of his mouth...... This shows that Yang Qiu's words are true.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Okay...... Thank you Yang Lao for your help. Today, I will avenge General Zhou Tianshuo of the Great Zhou royal family!"

Swish!

The long knife in his hand appears!

Stomp on your feet!

Rumble!

The body goes straight into the air, and one move jumps and slashes!

Yang Qiu nodded with satisfaction.

Fang Yu has nothing to hide!

"You want to kill Fang Yu...... It's up to me to see if I agree!"

Call!

A snow-white figure finally appeared!

The temperature around me dropped suddenly, as if I had entered a snowy field.

The person who came was none other than Ye Wenjun!

Ye Wenjun directly used Neiyuan to repel Zhou Qirong!

With a bang, both sides retreated!

Far from it!

"Is it you!?" Yang Wen's face was full of surprise.

I almost forgot, there are two more women!

Ye Wenjun stood in front of Fang Yu, his figure was tall, and his eyes were cold-

"Today's battle, let's end here!"

When he finished speaking.

Xu Zhaopei, who was dressed in red, also walked over.

Yang Wen, Yao Tianzhao, and Zhou Qirong all trembled.

This is the person they are afraid of!

Yang Wen hurriedly touched the bow and crossbow artifact on his body......

Oops!

Xu Zhaopei came to Fang Yu's neighborhood with a smile on his face and said, "I really admire you, you dare to make such a bold plan, you are not afraid of being killed by this old monster with one palm?"

Fang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Aren't I not dead?"

"Yes...... Sister Wen Jun is worried to death, if I hadn't pulled it, she would have rushed over a long time ago!"

looked at Ye Wenjun's solid back.

Fang Yu felt inexplicably at ease.

In the past, she protected her and stood in front of her.

Now, it is Ye Wenjun's turn to protect himself.

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for!

Xu Zhaopei turned his head to look at Yang Qiu and the others and said, "What are you looking at...... What are you doing in a daze? Hand over the Holy Spirit!"

Yang Qiu and the others were stunned.

Among the cultivators present, who can deal with Xu Zhaopei?

Who can deal with this ordinary blood?

Fang Yu's plan succeeded!

And it was successful.

Yang Qiu's eyes became extremely cold, as if he was unconvinced!

As a master of the Empty Saint level, he was actually cornered by three ants!

This is a great disgrace.

Yang Qiu slowly got up, tapped his chest a few times, the blood stopped, and said, "General Zhou, right now, only your holy weapon can defeat this female doll with ordinary blood...... If you are willing to sacrifice the spirit of the holy weapon, one day, my Yang clan will definitely compensate you for a superb holy weapon!"

Hear the words.

Zhou Qirong frowned.

Obviously, this is for him to make a move against Xu Zhaopei!

Zhou Qirong knew that this old thing also had a weapon of his own, but he had always refused to use it!

His weapon must be stronger than his own, how could he be sacrificed just to deal with an ordinary person with ordinary blood?

But.

There is no other way right now!

Zhou Qirong hesitated.

Seeing him hesitate......

Yang Qiu turned his head to look at Yao Tianzhao and said, "Yao Tianzhao...... If you have a holy weapon, if you deal with this woman, my promise will also be valid for you!From now on, the Yang clan will be your Yao clan's ally!"

What a big deal.

In order to defeat his opponent, Yang Qiu has done everything he can!

Then.

Xu Zhaopei said coldly: "The old lady's patience is not so much...... Hurry up!"

As he spoke, he pressed forward step by step!

If there is no holy weapon, in front of Xu Zhaopei, they are all ordinary people who are powerless!

Xu Zhaopei walked forward.

Ye Wenjun also walked forward!

Yao Tianzhao bowed and said, "Old Yang...... I, I'm low, I'm really not up to the task!"

He knew very well that sacrificing a holy artifact in exchange for an illusory promise was not worth it!

Yang Qiu glanced at him coldly.

What a pity!

Zhou Qiurong said suddenly: "Old Yang...... Now that you are seriously injured, Yang Wen has no holy weapon, and Yang Wu is dead...... You see, this Holy Spirit should not belong to me! As long as you say a word, I will kill the three of them, not to mention sacrificing the holy weapon, even if it burns the sea of qi, I will not hesitate to do it!"