Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

"Royal Academy, Li Xian, the pioneer of the State of Zhao, ask Fuhu Taoists for advice."

Li Xian stepped forward and looked at Wang Yu with scorching eyes. He tightly held the spear in his hands, revealing the aura of a general on the battlefield.

Refining body flow in the middle of the evil realm, refining air flow in the middle of the Nirvana realm.

Li Xian, son of the great general of the State of Zhao, was also a person who practiced both physical training and physical training. The state of both cultivation methods was not low.

As someone else, seeing this kind of opponent, most of them will be serious.

Wang Yu is not.

He looked at Li Xian, then glanced at Zhao Wuyou, and then turned his gaze to the others.

"Actually, you don't have to shoot one by one. As I said, you can all come together, and I won't say anything even if I lose, so consider it." Wang Yu's tone was still very sincere.

He hopes to use the shortest time to solve trivial chores.

The Zhao people below might not have thought of it. In their opinion, the great event of regaining the face of Zhao is so trivial in Wang Yu's eyes.

In other words, Wang Yu has never seen it before.

However, he didn't know what he said. From Zhao's point of view, it was a humiliation. After winning a few games, he looked down upon Zhao.

Li Xian looked straight at Wang Yu, his chest undulating.

It could be seen that Li Xian had nothing on the surface, but he was indeed very angry in his heart. The anger reached the extreme, and the anger had already burned into his throat.

He roared suddenly, angrily.

He moved his steps forward, his body was like an arrow from the string, swooping towards Wang Yu, holding a gun in both hands, a shot was shot, and the tip of the gun pierced Wang Yu with a golden light.

The golden light on the tip of the gun is extremely sharp, and it seems that it can break everything.

"It deserves to be after the general."

Although Li Xian's strength is not very high in Wang Yu's opinion, I still can't help but praise him. Li Xian's momentum alone is not comparable to ordinary disciples of the same order.

After Li Xian took the shot, although Wang Yu didn't let go of all his breath, he added a sword to his right hand in the air.

"sword!"

"Is Fuhu Taoist a sword master?"

"It's a shame that he defeated so many of us without a sword before."

"It is worthy of being a major general. Before he can get hold of it, he has forced the Taoist Fuhu to use his weapon. The victory of the Taoist Fuhu will end, and the major general will win!"

"Major General must win!"

When Wang Yu made a sword, Zhao's first reaction was frustration and shame, especially those who were defeated by Wang Yu.

They were full of joy thinking that they could win, but they simply lost.

They were defeated when they thought they were defeated, and the gap between the two sides forced them to recognize it, but what they didn't expect was that when they were defeated, they thought that Wang Yu was good at boxing.

Unexpectedly, the opponent is not good at boxing, but feels that boxing is enough to deal with them, and he disdains them.

The second reaction is the strength of the major general.

He let everyone see that Taoist Fuhu uses a sword, and it also shows that Li Xian can treat Taoist Fuhu with his heart. This kind of treatment was not available to those people before.

Many people are full of confidence in Li Xian, and it is absolutely possible for Li Xian to end the victory of Fuhu Taoist.

Cang!

Just when everyone was inexplicably excited, the clanging sound of metal collision sounded.

Wang Yu's long sword and Li Xian's long spear collided, sparks flew everywhere, two breaths impacted, and the exploding air current made people around feel painful.

It seems that this air current is a knife that can cut through their skin.

The crowd retreated, leaving a wider space for the two to avoid accidentally being injured.

"It is worthy of being a general on the battlefield, not comparable to the flowers in those greenhouses."

After the match, Wang Yu once again praised the other party and said: "Although you are good, there is still a big gap between you and me. You can't beat me."

The swords of the two reached together, and the distance between the two was very close, only half a step away.

It's almost face-to-face.

When Wang Yu said this, his voice fell on Li Xian like a needle, and Li Xian raised his eyebrows: "Victory and defeat cannot be known until after the battle."

After speaking, Li Xian took two steps back, pulling the distance between them.

Afterwards, he straightened his waist and shot out his guns. The airtight shadow of the guns enveloped Wang Yu, and the golden light was about to fall towards Wang Yu.

If this is slower, it will be smashed into a sieve.

"You can't hurt me."

Wang Yu chuckled, and the sword in his hand drew arcs, clanging, blocking all the spear lights that stabbed Wang Yu.

The two sides have fought a fierce battle.

It seemed that there was no difference between the winner and the loser. In fact, as time went on, Li Xian's face gradually showed exhaustion. On the contrary, Wang Yu kept smiling and breathing smoothly.

The most important thing is that Wang Yu's body refining aura has not changed, and the refining air has been upgraded from the early stage of the soul to the middle stage of the soul, which also allows people around him to see that Wang Yu has retained strength.

Zhao Wuyou stared at the battlefield unblinkingly. He knew very well that Li Xian had taken Wang Yu's real ability and let the son Zhao Wuyou find a way to defeat Wang Yu.

bump!

After Li Xian consumed too much, the flaws began to appear. Wang Yu seized the opportunity and fell on Li Xian.

puff!

Li Xian vomited blood, but the movements on his hands did not stop, and he still moved against Wang Yu, as if he was not him.

Wang Yu frowned, a little puzzled, but he would not let Li Xian.

brush!

The sword light passed, adding a sword wound to Li Xian.

bump!

With a muffled sound, Wang Yu's palm also fell on Li Xian.

Sword injuries, fist injuries, and pains constantly appeared on Li Xian, and Li Xian was like an unkillable cockroach, enduring the pain and fighting Wang Yu to the end.

Gradually, Wang Yu saw what the other party was thinking, and he also had some admiration for Li Xian.

unfortunately!

"Fail!"

With sharp eyes, Wang Yu found a big flaw in Li Xian, and slammed Li Xian's back with a palm, knocking Li Xian away.

The flying body fell right in front of Zhao Wuyou.

bump!

When he landed on the ground, he lifted up endless dust.

Zhao Wuyou did not evade, greeted him, and held Li Xian, who wanted to get up and fight again. He said, "Major General, you have done enough. Next, leave it to me and you have a rest. "

After Zhao Wuyou said in relief, Li Xian passed out.

Zhao Wuyou sighed and handed Li Xian to his subordinates, Haosheng, who walked towards Wang Yu himself.

The emperor of Zhao Guo has more than a dozen daughters, but he has no son. Those who will inherit the throne in the future can only be selected from the royal family, and Zhao Wuyou is undoubtedly the most popular son.

this moment.

He is not the son of Zhao Guo, but a simple Zhao, who is to win the face of Zhao.

He didn't want Li Xian's painstaking efforts in vain, he was full of passion.

However, his opponent was Wang Yu, a person he was destined to be unable to defeat, or in other words, in the entire continent, Wang Yu was unmatched by practitioners of the same level. He has already developed an invincible general trend.