Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

boom!

Wang Yu's Liangyi Jianqi, with his yin and yang two auras, is so powerful that it can even kill the monks in the early Zifu realm.

However, when he encountered Qiu Ji in the middle of the Purple Mansion Realm, under Qiu Ji's True Essence palm print, the sword qi of Liang Yi was broken.

The energy of the palm print was only slightly weakened, and it fell on Wang Yu, and then he flew up.

After flying Wang Yu with a palm, Qiu Ji glanced at the tiger demon who was fighting with Song Tianling, and then he flipped out with another palm.

Feeling the power of Qiu Ji's palm, the tiger demon immediately abandoned Song Tianling, the tiger's mouth opened wide, and a large amount of demon energy was sprayed toward the palm print.

As a result, he was just like Wang Yu and was knocked out.

Song Tianling, Bai Qiufeng, and Zhu Gang all looked at Qiu Ji in amazement. The middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm was so powerful. He looked at Qiu Ji with more caution.

What they had to do was not only kill Wang Yu, but also for what Wang Yu held.

The more powerful Qiu Ji became, the less they had the chance to obtain what Wang Yu was holding after they killed Wang Yu.

Qiu Ji glanced at the three of them. He saw all the thoughts of the three of them, but he didn't care about them.

He is a cultivator in the middle of the Purple Mansion Realm, not comparable to these people. Besides, Wang Yu hasn't solved it yet!

Thinking of Wang Yu, Qiu Ji looked at Wang Yu again and gave a soft voice, his eyes full of surprise when he looked at Wang Yu.

I saw that after Wang Yu fell to the ground, he got up from the ground after hearing a breath.

Part of the energy in Qiu Ji's palm was offset by Liang Yi Jian Qi, and the power that fell on Wang Yu was less than 70% of its heyday.

In normal times, Wang Yu would also be seriously injured.

However, after refining these few days, his physique has become much stronger, and his ability to resist attacks has also become much stronger. In the face of blows, his physical body can disperse his strength as much as possible, so as not to concentrate damage.

Qiu Ji, this full of confidence only caused Wang Yu to be slightly injured.

This is still Wang Yu's physical level, only eleven. If it reaches the twelfth level, the defense power will be increased several times, and Qiu Ji's attack just now will kill at most.

Wang Yu got up, his mouth curled up, seeming to mock Qiu Ji.

His heart was much more happy.

Don't look at Qiu Ji who hurt him with a palm just now, causing him to be injured, he runs the body refining tactics, the injury is relieved, the intensity is also increasing, with the help of the enemy's hand, it is not impossible to break through the twelve body refining.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu was even more excited, holding the Azure Dragon Sword. Pointing to Qiu Ji.

"Are you getting old and running out of strength? I still want to see how strong you are, no matter how strong you are!" Wang Yu sneered.

"Fine. Since you are so anxious to find death, I will fulfill you!"

Qiu Ji smiled in anger, looked at Wang Yu with a smile, and slowly raised his right hand, grabbing into the air.

Huhuhu!

He grabbed it casually, and the strong wind gathered in his palm, the cold wind rustled, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Supernatural powers, hurricane blade!"

As Qiu Ji's voice fell, he pushed his palm forward, and the hurricane in his palm turned into thousands of knives and arcs, sweeping towards Wang Yu.

The wind blade pierced the void and blasted out a sonic boom, each of which seemed to tear the air current, and the waves of air billowed.

"Supernatural powers, two rites magic trick!"

Facing Qiu Ji's magical powers, Wang Yu also used magical powers. Behind him, a phantom of Tai Chi patterns appeared, and the two qi of Yin and Yang filled Wang Yu's side.

Qiu Ji's wind blade entered the range of yin and yang, and was suppressed to a certain extent, and its power was weakened a bit.

Although Wang Yu wanted to use Qiu Ji to even break through the physical realm, he had to control a certain amount, just like when Wang Yu asked Wang Hu to exercise him, he let Wang Hu suppress his cultivation.

Avoid damaging his body because of the opponent's cultivation as a strong country, which is not conducive to his physical cultivation.

Too much is not enough, that's it.

Qiu Ji's strength is much higher than Wang Yu, even if the Yin and Yang two qi are suppressed, for his attack, the suppression is only a little bit, and the power is still extraordinary.

Wang Yu did not expect to smash Qiu Ji's attack by relying on yin and yang.

The Azure Dragon Sword in his hand swept across the sword light, splitting all the wind blades that were close to him, but the power of these wind blades was not small. Without breaking a wind blade, Yu Wei would shake Wang Yu back a step or two.

Facing Qiu Ji's royal wind blade, he kept backing away, his face began to flush and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Every time the wind blade impacted, it would shake his body, just once or twice. After countless consecutive impacts, his muscles and internal organs were injured to varying degrees.

The recovery speed of his physical body was obviously not as fast as the injury speed, and some were too late.

"Little shield!"

Feeling strenuous, Wang Yu took out the defensive magic weapon without hesitation, and blocked his defense with all his strength, blocking the excessive strength.

He hides behind the shield.

While running the body training tactics to restore the physical body, while taking a nourishing pill to supplement the loss of the physical body during cultivation. While the wounds on his body continued to appear, it did not hurt the root cause. With the movement of the Body Refining Art, the injury could recover three or four.

The wound was getting worse every moment, but it didn't stop Wang Yu seriously hurting.

"Master Qiu, his shield is a magic weapon, blocking your attack." Seeing Wang Yu took out the shield, Qiu Ji's wind blade could no longer make Wang Yu back, and look at the hurricane in Qiu Ji's palm. It's much smaller, obviously there are not many wind blades, Bai Qiufeng can't help but reminded.

"Brother Bai, don't be impatient, my hurricane is hot, the strongest is the last three, one is stronger than one, and the one that can safely receive all my wind blades is not common even for the middle-term cultivators of the Purple Mansion realm."

Qiu Ji was very confident of his supernatural powers.

Qiu Ji is fighting against Wang Yu here. The remaining three have thought about attacking Wang Yu, but they are stopped by the tiger demon. The tiger demon fights the three of them alone. They are somewhat incapable. After a while, they are already bloodied. .

Looking at the direction of the three of Bai Qiufeng, Qiu Ji was determined to see that they had the advantage.

Looking at Wang Yu, who was struggling to support him, he smiled: "Hurricane's Blade, the Three Blades of Killing Gods, the first blade!"

Whoosh!

The obviously small hurricane ball in his hand condensed into the last three blades. As his voice fell, the smallest wind blade flew towards Wang Yu. The wind blade tore a piece of space, swept the general situation, and hit Wang Yu. On the small shield.

boom!

The shield in Wang Yu's hand was immediately knocked out, and he himself took a dozen steps back, bleeding from the corners of his mouth and his face pale.

This blow made him not light.

"Three Blades of God Killing, Second Blade!"

Without waiting for Wang Yu to breathe, Qiu Ji threw a moderate wind blade at Wang Yu.

Compared with the last time, this time is stronger, so powerful that the other people and tigers who are fighting on one side can smell a fatal sense of crisis. If that wind blade falls on them, it must die.