Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

"furious!"

"Courageous!"

"You look down on us Zhao people too much!"

"Tang Ting taught him to let him know that we Zhao people are not easy to provoke."

...

Wang Yu thought that his most tangible sentence fell into Zhao Ren's ears, and he really looked down upon Zhao Ren's attitude, which made Zhao extremely angry.

As for Tang Ting, the Zhao man who first challenged Wang Yu, both noses were smoking.

"Qin people, don't underestimate our Zhao people, you don't need everyone to play to defeat you, I am enough. Take the move!"

Tang Ting didn't want to say any more, he stepped and dived, and then cut out the sword in his hand and struck Wang Yu.

"Hundred Swordsmanship!"

Tang Ting's sword spirit is fierce, and his moves are endless.

Sword Qi burst out, like raindrops, falling towards Wang Yu, each sword Qi contained the mana of the real Nirvana.

Wang Yu did not use the sword, but the aura of the earth evil realm was revealed.

The blood filled both palms, and the palms shot out like two shields, blocking all the swords.

"Earth Territory!"

"It turns out to be a strong body refining stream. I said how it is possible for a great primordial cultivator to defeat the real Nirvana against the sky. It turned out to be a strong body refining stream in the earth evil realm. It is no wonder."

"His breath is so strong, and when his blood is boiling, he can suppress part of the power of the Yin God."

The Royal Academy of the Kingdom of Zhao is also the academy with the strongest talents in the State of Zhao. The academy only recruits royal family members, or after some merits.

Zhao Wuyou, a disciple of the Royal Academy, cultivated in the late Nirvana period, is among the top ten contemporary disciples.

"Tang Ting is going to lose."

Zhao Wuyou sighed: "A cultivator who specializes in the spirit of the spirit, the **** channel method is acceptable, and the melee ability is not as good as the body refiner. Tang Ting was seized by the Qin people, and he was doomed to lose in the close battle. , This Taoist Fuhu is not easy!"

"Who would have thought that the so-called primordial cultivator was just a concealment on the surface of the opponent. In fact, the opponent is a strong body refiner of the Earth Demon Realm. From the perspective of the realm, the Earth Evil Realm is equivalent to the Nirvana Realm.

"Accept the evil spirit in oneself, the physical supernatural powers have been developed. He defeated Tang Ting, and he has not yet displayed physical supernatural powers!"

"Who is the next one. I have already defeated one. This time I can't lose. I must beat this Fuhu Daoist to the ground to let the world know that I, Zhao, will not lose to Qin."

I thought that King Sejong's Tang Ting had superb swordsmanship. Once he took a shot, he would surely be able to win easily and defeat the Taoist Fuhu.

The Taoists who are familiar with Fuhu hide deeply, and only show the aura of the evil realm during the duel, and they defeated Tang Ting in a close battle.

Everyone's expressions changed and they were uncertain.

...

On the other hand.

Wang Yu retracted his palms, Tang Ting half-kneeled in front of him, his mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, and he was full of spirits before disappearing, and some were just lonely.

"I lost!" Tang Ting lowered his head, not daring to look around, for fear of seeing a mocking look.

Wang Yu glanced at the other people, smiled faintly, and said: "I have said that I want to let you go together, but it is normal for one person to fight against me."

"hateful!"

Wang Yu's words this time sounded like a villain's ambition. With a victory, he underestimated others. This feeling made some pretentious Zhao people very upset.

At this moment, another person came out.

This person is burly and powerful, with strong muscles and a strong breath.

A strong person in the evil realm.

His eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Heihushan Kangji, a practitioner of body refining, since the Taoist Fuhu is also a strong practitioner of body refining, let us compare and see if it is Qin’s strong body refining. It’s my Zhao people’s body-building exercises."

The visitor was impatient, the words fell, and when he stepped on his feet, he slammed into the boy.

The young man did not rush, raised his hands, his palms shone with golden light.

Boom!

The hammer hit the bronze bell with a muffled sound.

Kang Ji's body, like a mountain, also smashed into Wang Yu's palms. In many people's eyes, Kang Ji's body could smash a mountain, and Wang Yu's hands would resist, and people would be knocked off immediately.

In the end, under Wang Yu's palm, Kang Ji stopped, unable to advance.

It was like a drop of water falling into the sea, without seeing the waves, it was so lightly broken.

Kang Ji looked at Wang Yu solemnly, but saw Wang Yu's weird smile.

"Not good!" Kang Ji felt a bad breath on a whim, and wanted to withdraw, how could Wang Yu make him wish.

I saw that Wang Yu's palms were formed into claws, and Kang Ji was firmly fixed by a buckle.

No matter how hard Kang Ji struggled, he couldn't get rid of Wang Yu's hands. At this moment, Wang Yu raised his foot and kicked towards Kang Ji's chest.

bump!

With a muffled sound, Kang Ji's body trembled violently and his face was bitter.

bump!

With two muffled sounds, Kang Ji arched his body, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

bump!

With three muffled noises, Kang Ji vomited blood, his face was pale, and he rolled his eyes, unable to speak a word, and was thrown to the ground by Wang Yu severely, unable to get up.

After being caught by the Qin Fuhu Taoist, Kang Ji, the powerhouse of the Black Tiger Mountain Refining Stream, kicked him three feet and passed out.

If this is a battle on the battlefield, the opponent will definitely take the fourth kick and take Kang Ji's life directly.

Also a master of body refining, the Taoist Fuhu beat Kangji, just like Laozi beats his son, rubbing on the ground, the gap is too big.

"The aura of the early stage of the Earth Demon, but his strength, at least in the middle stage of the Earth."

"The body refiner in the middle stage of the evil spirits is enough to be the real person in the later stage of Nirvana. Whoever is the master to end Wang Yu's road to victory will rectify my name, Zhao."

"Yes, we can't let the Qin people sweep us Zhao people."

Zhao Ren, who was originally eager to teach Wang Yuyue, turned out after seeing Wang Yu's two games with his own eyes.

These people are self-aware and know that they will only embarrass Zhao when they play.

"Let me go!"

Zhao Wuyou looked at the others with timid eyes, and he couldn't bear it. As a royal family kin, he must win honor for Zhao Guo.

"No way."

As soon as Zhao Wuyou got up, he was stopped by the people around him.

Li Xian, also a disciple of the Royal Academy, the son of General Zhao Guo, and after entering the Royal Academy, his status is no lower than that of Zhao Wuyou.

"My son, you are the royal clan, representing the face of Zhao Guo. It is not suitable for you to do it yourself. Let me test him first."

The Li family of Zhao Guo is loyal to Zhao Guo, and so is Li Xian. At this moment, what Li Xian can think of is not how to defeat Wang Yu, but to lengthen the battle time with Wang Yu, so that the son Zhao Wuyou can carefully observe his weaknesses, and when he takes the shot himself, he can take it more easily. Go down to Wang Yu to find the face of Zhao people

surface. "Okay!" Zhao Wuyou nodded, patted Li Xian's shoulder, and said: "Don't embarrass yourself too much, just do your best."