"Why did Wu Yu grow taller?" Qingmang didn't dare to approach Su Yanli and the other disciples in charge of the sect, and stood in the distance with a group of disciples of Wangtian Peak, her little head was squeezing out of the crowd, and when she saw this surprised scene, her little mouth was open, and she could stuff an egg.

She compared, she was originally thin, but now if she stands with Wu Yu, she can only go to his lower abdomen.

"Soon, it will be his turn to fight. I really don't want him to lose. Qingmang watched silently over there, his white face looking a little nervous.

To her, Wu Yu is like an elder brother, in fact, she had an elder brother when she was in the mortal world, because Qingmang entered the immortal gate, so they never met again.

Time passed quickly, and the core disciples of the Condensation Realm who were not far apart had divided the winners and losers, and in a blink of an eye, it was evening, the clouds and mist had dispersed, and there was a gorgeous sunset hanging in the sky, and Douxiantai was like an orange long sword against the backdrop of this sunset light, pointing obliquely at the sky, and the disciples of the Tongtian Sword Sect were ants on this Douxiantai.

"The last battle, Situ Minglang, Wu Yu. After a short period of silence, when they heard Elder Mu Ge's words, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and finally it was the ** of today, almost everyone was waiting for this suspense to be revealed, and the disciples on Douxiantai did not decrease but increased, as if they could clearly feel that their nervous hearts were beating violently.

"Little junior brother, don't embarrass my master. If I were you, on this stage, as long as my life is still there, I will earn back my face. When he set off, Na Mo Shishu suddenly became serious and said to Wu Yu very solemnly.

Obviously, because it was the Supreme Sect Leader who protected Wu Yu a year ago, today it also involves the issue of the face of the Sect.

"Okay!" At this time, it is useless to say more, Wu Yu carried the sharp demon suppression sword, stepped forward, and arrived at the central battlefield in a few steps, and for a while countless eyes focused on him again, after being the prince of Eastern Wu for so many years, he has received countless attention, even in this immortal gate, Wu Yu's heart is calm enough.

Mo Shishu, Su Yanli, and Qingmang looked forward to it.

The disciples of Tongtian looked at each other with suspicion and contempt.

Situ Ming's hateful gaze was cold.

On the high platform, Lan Huayun and the elders were high up, scrutinizing their eyes!

All the eyes are acting on Wu Yu's body, like countless dazzling lights, burning his body, if he is an ordinary person, he is most afraid of this kind of burning, but Wu Yu enjoys it instead, he is King Kong's incorruptible body, and this kind of burning gaze makes his blood boil!

Now the Lingming stone fetus is more condensed, under the sunset, on the skin, you can vaguely see the golden veins, rolling blood, golden bones, and golden crystal points all over the body, shining like stars in the starry sky, in the spirit, a world-famous monkey king, burning in the flames, blood-red cloak flying chaotically, hunting!

"Wu Yu! when you picked up the things I discarded in your crotch that day, do you still remember the shame!" That Situ Minglang finally waited for this opportunity, and his restless and hateful heart was really unbearable, and if there was a thunderbolt flashing on his body, he suddenly appeared in front of Wu Yu's eyes, and the cultivator's mana set off a violent storm between the mountains and rocks.

"Situ Minglang, I slaughtered your two brothers that day, but there was no, do you still remember the grievances of that day?" Wu Yu's words were like thunder on the ground, that Situ Minglang was too tender after all, this kind of pre-war scolding, Wu Yu had already practiced on the battlefield, and as soon as he exited, all the states of mind that Situ Minglang had originally created collapsed, leaving only violent anger.

Rumble!

Situ Minglang was furious, and all the disciples felt his terrifying mana!

"This Wu Yu is so blatant, the supreme apologetic is still here......" Many disciples set off a storm in their hearts, shocked by Wu Yu's courage.

From what they saw, Wu Yu's biggest achievement was defeating Yuhuai Mountain, and Yu Huaishan and Situ Minglang were the difference between heaven and earth. I'm afraid that at this time, everyone is just guessing that Wu Yu will be killed by Situ Minglang within a few breaths.

"Wu Yu, it's dead. ”

"Today, the head of the sect has not arrived, the supreme apologetic is present, and no one can save Wu Yu under the supreme apologetic. ”

Basically, most people have this kind of thought.

At the moment when everyone was restless, Situ Minglang really couldn't bear it, this young demon was in front of Wu Yu's eyes, pinching the magic trick, and suddenly, a magic weapon appeared from him, rushed into the sky, and fell into his hand in a blink of an eye, it was a rigid sword, the bright tenacity was glowing with blue light, and the blue light was born at the moment of collision, and thunder and lightning were born, wrapped around the blade, making a crackling blasting sound, and the power of the irritability made people's scalps tingle.

It can be vaguely seen that at the position of the hilt of the sword, there is a thunder symbol carved, and it is that symbol that absorbs the thunder elements between heaven and earth and transforms it into a sword, and it seems that it is precisely in this way that the magic weapon is formed.

Immortals, in order to use the magic weapon.

"Thunder Sword!"

When Situ Minglang held the Thunder Guiding Sword with both hands, the thunder wrapped around his body, and in an instant, his long black hair flew up in the lightning flash, full of momentum!

Wu Yu inquired, Situ Minglang not only succeeded in condensing qi within a year of his retreat, but also cultivated the 'Thunder Guarding Technique', and in the same realm, his combat power was quite rebellious.

When Situ Minglang was in the mortal body forging realm, his attributes should be cold ice and water, but Lan Huayun saw that he also had a certain talent for the Thunder Dao Technique, and for cultivators, the early cultivation of the Thunder Dao Technique was more lethal and conducive to fighting, so he let go of what he had learned before and specialized in the 'Thunder Resisting Technique'.

Snort!

Situ Minglang raised his head suddenly, his eyes were already full of thunder, staring at Wu Yu, and without saying a word, he directly killed Wu Yu!

"Piercing Thunder!"

This is Taoism!

One of them pinched the magic trick, held the sword in one hand, and completed the magic on the way, and pointed at the thunder sword, and suddenly there seemed to be endless mana, condensed on the long sword, and the lightning and thunder on the blade increased tenfold, Situ Minglang stabbed towards Wu Yu's heart with domineering power, lightning-like steps, one step at a time, and stabbed towards Wu Yu's heart, if the thunder passed through the heart, it would definitely die.

Situ Minglang's move immediately caused an uproar, judging from this situation, he was already the top of the twelve people with this technique alone, combined with his physical strength.

In comparison, although Wu Yu is tall and squinting, but condensing qi is condensing qi, and the combination of Taoism and magic weapons is already crushing! The disciples of Tongtian could almost expect that this would be a scene of killing with one blow!

"Die!"

With the supreme apologetics in charge, Situ Minglang today can be assured of killing! The thunder sword pierced through the heart, and before the sword arrived, the violent thunder had already exploded a large amount of rubble around it, making the earth burst into flames and scorched black.

At this moment, Qingmang's heart had already risen to his throat, and his face was pale......

Wu Yu's counterattack seemed to be a little weak, he just held the sword with both hands and swept with the sword.

"Jin Yan is in the sky!"

The 'Jin Yan Dragon Slaying Technique', which was not long in hand, was shown in Wu Yu's hands.

While!

There was a deafening loud sound, as if the mountain peak had collapsed, and the iron ball of 10,000 catties had landed from a high altitude, which shook everyone's ears and their minds were blank, at this moment, what they saw was that Wu Yu swept across with a sword, the flames were galloping, and the speed and speed hit the thunder sword, and suddenly burst out with a simply inhumane huge force, sweeping Situ Minglang and the thunder sword out thirty zhang!

Situ Minglang who took off in the sky, the demon sword shining in the sunset, and the young man with golden light flowing all over his body...... Such a picture makes the birds on this Dou Xiantai silent, even if a needle hits the ground, it can be heard clearly.

This silence lasted for a long time, until Situ Minglang staggered to the ground, almost not rolling to the ground.

"Uh......" Situ Minglang raised his head in shock, the most unbearable thing in this is probably himself.

Judging from this confrontation, he, who had a ninety-nine percent chance of winning, actually fell behind, and Wu Yu actually relied on the power of the mortal forging body realm to pull himself away......

Such a scene can really only be described as incredible.

That's right, relying on the blood droplets in the monkey's mane fruit, Wu Yu worked hard day and night, sleeplessly, and finally on this day, he stepped into the ninth level of the mortal fetus forging body realm and reached the level of immortal transformation. Previously, he had the strength of three thousand war horses, but now he has soared directly to more than five thousand war horses, and the strength of his physical body alone is far beyond Situ Minglang.

Therefore, there will be this earth-shattering sword, pumping Situ Minglang and shocking the audience!

Even Lan Huayun's gaze trembled, her eyes changed slightly, maybe at this time she understood why Fengxue Cliff would take care of Wu Yu.

Of course, Wu Yu is not proud, it was Situ Minglang who didn't treat him as an opponent before, but now he has tasted the bitterness, with his temperament, I am afraid that he will enter a state of crazy fighting, from this point of view, the real battle is only at this time!

Sure enough, Situ Minglang bit his lip and bleed, and then erected the thunder sword, stretched out two fingers with his left hand, stuck them on the thunder sword, looked at the sky angrily, stepped on the mysterious steps, and shouted loudly: "The sky is mighty, the immortals are above, rolling the divine thunder, and the sword is coming!"

For a while, the sky was dark, flying sand and stones, it was really a god, there was such a means to manipulate the wind and clouds, Wu Yu looked up in shock, only to see the clouds and mist in the sky, and for a while it turned black, and there was a thunder explosion, and suddenly I saw a bowl of thunder with a thick mouth, which appeared on the clouds, containing the killing machine of death!

"Thunder Divine Technique, I want you to have no bones!"

In the midst of the changing situation, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Situ Minglang's mouth, and the thunder sword had already pointed at Wu Yu.