A smile appeared on Zhuo Yu's face, revealing his incomparable confidence.
Coupled with the powerful aura radiating from his body, everyone could see that his strength had increased a lot at this time.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sword in Zhuo Yu's hand also took shape.
The blade was black and shiny, with bursts of threatening evil aura.
It looked very weird and terrifying.
It wasn't until the black energy in Zhuo Yu's eyes dissipated that Zhuo Yu returned to normal, and the evil energy on the sword in his hand no longer erupted.
At this time, the world returned to its original appearance.
The five peak Xiantian warriors all retreated slowly.
They didn't know whether they should step forward to attack Zhuo Yu, because what happened just now was too magical and completely beyond the scope of their cognition.
Within, all the weapons in their hands were destroyed.
Without good weapons, their strength would be greatly reduced.
"Huh, didn't you just want to kill me?"
Zhuo Yu snorted coldly, his voice full of ridicule.
He held the strange sword in one hand and stepped forward, approaching the five old men.
Long Cang was the strongest person here, and he was the only one to take action at this time.
He hit another Mad Dragon Fist from the air.
Zhuo Yu looked at the huge fist made of energy and shot towards him, and he smiled coldly.
Zhuo Yu opened his mouth slightly, and spit out a stream of golden mist.
Then he roared with a "Zha Zha" sound, melodious and low, echoing between heaven and earth, and the fist made of energy was also shaken by this sound wave.
This is the true sound of the Nine Dragons.
Just shout out two "Zha Zha" sounds, just like the roar of the nine dragons.
It can not only shock people's ears, but also captivate people's hearts.
This is what Zhuo Yu suddenly realized just now.
"Let's work together.
He is less than twenty years old.
If we run away today because we are afraid of him, our lives will be in vain."
Long Cang said loudly.
He walked forward alone, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a pair of abrupt meridians. , arms containing explosive power.
Among the four peak innate people, one is from the Gao family, one is from the Dong family, and the other two are magic warriors.
They all have a cooperative relationship with the Gao family and the Dong family.
At this time, they all communicate with their eyes.
Long Cang had already launched an attack.
The veins on his arms were ferocious bulges.
His fists were clenched.
He jumped out and was in front of Zhuo Yu.
He swung his fists and struck violently.
Zhuo Yu just twisted his body to avoid Long Cang's fists.
Although Long Cang's Mad Dragon Fist was fast, accurate and cruel, Zhuo Yu was faster and could always slightly dodge those skinny but very powerful ones. fist There were even a few times when Long Cang clearly wanted to hit Zhuo Yu, and Zhuo Yu had no room to dodge, but Zhuo Yu's muscles suddenly contracted, and Long Cang's fist was once again at a weak distance from Zhuo Yu's body.
Brushed.
Zhuo Yu kept dodging without fighting back, and the black sword that Long Cang was afraid of was always carried behind Zhuo Yu's back.
This made Long Cang a little confused.
He didn't know that Zhuo Yu had just obtained that powerful energy, and wanted to know what stage he had reached, so he deliberately did not attack Long Cang.
"My current strength should be at the fourth level of innate strength.
After being impacted by that force just now, all my internal strength turned into innate internal strength.
However, there is some black energy in my body, which makes my movements faster and my strength more powerful.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Zhuo Yu looked inside at the situation inside his body.
In the meridians in his body, there is a trace of black mysterious power running through his body, allowing him to control his body at will, making quick dodges, jumps, and runs.
Zhuo Yu doesn't know what the black power is.
Such a power, actually has such a powerful power After a while, Zhuo Yu stopped entangled with Long Cang.
He swung his sword like lightning.
The cold black long sword suddenly emitted a trace of black air and struck Long Cang's neck.
Long Cang had always been wary of Zhuo Yu's attack.
At this time, he transferred his inner strength to his palm and quickly slapped the black sword body with a "choking" sound.
The black sword was slapped away, and Zhuo Yu took two steps back. , moved forward again, swung his sword to attack Long Cang After a few swings of swords, Zhuo Yu couldn't do anything to Long Cang.
At this time, he had to admire these people who had reached the peak of their innate cultivation.
Although his strength had greatly increased, he still couldn't defeat them with his own strength.
The four old men who had been watching the battle all moved out one after another at this time.
They were originally worried about how powerful Zhuo Yu was, but now they saw that although Zhuo Yu's strength has improved a lot and can compete with Long Cang, but If the four of them go up again, Zhuo Yu will definitely not be able to defeat them.
Seeing the four old men running towards him in the distance, Zhuo Yu didn't feel worried at all and still calmly fought with Long Cang.
The four old men were very fast.
As soon as they came up, they punched Zhuo Yu from four directions, but what frightened them happened.
Their fists hit Zhuo Yu's body, just like hitting the air.
A handful of it sank directly into Zhuo Yu's body, and Zhuo Yu's body did not become translucent.
What surprised them most was that wherever Zhuo Yu was hit, there was a trace of cold black air.
When the four old men wanted to withdraw their fists, they found that they could not pull them out at all.
It was as if they were tightly sucked by Zhuo Yu's body.
They were sweating profusely.
Such a weird thing, they survived.
This is the first time that I have encountered him when I am over a hundred years old.
Long Cang was also watching blankly.
When he saw the strange smile on the corner of Zhuo Yu's mouth, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.
"What are you doing?
Why am I losing my strength?"
An old man shouted in fright, his face becoming very ugly.
The old man's fist hit Zhuo Yu's back, and the entire fist did not penetrate into Zhuo Yu's back.
He is a demon warrior, and his way of training is extremely cruel.
He seems to have thought of something now.
Sure enough, not only him, but also the other three old men noticed that they all screamed crazily because their physical strength was losing faster and faster.
"Sky Shadow Devouring Dafa" Zhuo Yu groaned, and the four old men suddenly roared sadly, and their muscles gradually shrank, their heartbeats stopped, and the old faces that were originally full of wrinkles became even more...
It was so hideous and terrifying, with no flesh and blood, only a layer of shriveled skin covering it, and its eyes were protruding, which was very scary.
When Long Cang saw this scene, his scalp was numb and the hairs all over his body stood up.
He shouted tremblingly: "You devil, devil."
Thinking of the fight between him and Zhuo Yu just now, his heart trembled again.
The four withered hands fell off from Zhuo Yu's body.
A burst of black energy rose up, and then they all disappeared into Zhuo Yu's body.
Zhuo Yu closed his eyes slightly, took a few deep breaths, and then opened his eyes.
His eyes suddenly flashed.
There was a burst of black light.
Zhuo Yu's eyes lost the whites again and turned into two bottomless black holes.
Long Cang no longer had the courage to fight Zhuo Yu.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
He felt that Zhuo Yu was not a person at all, but like a devil.
Long Cang flew up and flew away quickly, but at this moment, the common light in Zhuo Yu's hand turned into a black light, which shot straight towards Long Cang, instantly penetrating Long Cang's head, and Zhuo Yu's body also turned into became translucent and floated towards Long Cang’s corpse.
Where it landed, the black sword also returned to his hand at this moment.
He leaned down, stretched out a hand, and pressed it on Long Cang's body, and then traces of black energy emerged from his hand. , Long Cang's body gradually shriveled up.
Zhuo Yu performed the "Sky Shadow Swallowing Technique", which was also a secret technique that he had learned just now.
By some mistake, he had awakened the sword in his dantian and at the same time merged the sword into one.
Zhuo Yu only knew that this sword was called "Sky Shadow Sword", and that the "Sky Shadow Swallowing Technique" and the "Shadow Transformation Magical Power" he possessed were closely related to this sword.
After he swallowed other people's power, It was all stored in the spirit beads, and then refined into pure energy for him to absorb.
Such changes made him feel very surprised.
He knew before that this sword was no ordinary thing.
It wasn't until Long Cang's body turned into a skinny body that Zhuo Yu stood up, put the Sky Shadow Sword into his dantian, and walked slowly in one direction.
At this moment, there was a cold sound in the sky.
Voice: "What an evil method.
Compared with you, those demonic people are simply too far apart."
As soon as Zhuo Yu turned around, he saw an old man with childish face and white eyebrows and white beard.
The old man was wearing a white Taoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand.
He looked at Zhuo Yu's expression with disgust.
"Monk" Zhuo Yu shouted in a low voice.
"You are young, but you know a lot," the old man said coldly.
"What do you want to do?"
Zhuo Yu asked in a deep voice.
"Humph, of course you have to get rid of such evil ways," the old man said.
Zhuo Yu's face darkened, he stretched out his right palm, black energy surged, and the Sky Shadow Sword instantly appeared in his hand.
"If you want to kill me, don't blame me for being rude."
Zhuo Yu said coldly.
"Just because you dare to say these things to me, don't think that you know some magic."
The old man said contemptuously, then raised the whisk in his hand, and saw countless white filaments shooting towards Zhuo Yu like countless fine needles , just in the blink of an eye, Zhuo Yu was tied up.
Zhuo Yu was unable to move, he was like a silkworm spinning a cocoon.
What frightened Zhuo Yu was that he couldn't use the magical power of shadow transformation, and his mental power was also imprisoned.
"Yours should be a supernatural power.
It belongs to a kind of feminine energy.
It's useless to attack you with a physical body.
My whisk is a magic weapon with my true essence on it.
Feminine energy like yours uses true essence.
I can attack you, so I can imprison you and you will die."
The old man said lightly, and then took out a long sword with green light from the storage magic weapon.
The monk's sword is also called a flying sword.
If you use the flying sword technique, you can use your spiritual power to control the flying sword and accurately control it from a distance.
Zhuo Yu knew that the old man he met was a powerful person whose strength exceeded his innate ability.
Seeing the flying sword with emerald green light flying towards him, Zhuo Yu was almost in despair.
Today, he could have escaped from death, and also obtained the Shadow Sword, thus acquiring some powerful combat skills, but who knew that he was suddenly killed?
Such a powerful ascetic was born "You hypocritical ascetics, you'd better go back to the mountains."
At this time, a steady and rough voice came, which shocked Zhuo Yu.
This voice was so familiar and made him miss hearing it so much.
He already shed tears when he heard the sound
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
At this moment, the familiar figure appeared in front of him, and the green flying sword was firmly grasped by one of the man's big hands, and the silk thread of the fly whisk was cut off.
The person who came was a burly man nine feet tall, with a dark face and thick eyebrows, and dirty clothes.
This man was Zhuo Yu’s adoptive father Hei Blacksmith: