Juggernaut Reborn

Of course, there is no need to say more about the power of the dragon arm. Wang Yu used all his strength to slash Han Tu's feet, but with a loud bang, the Taihuang Sword only cut half an inch, barely breaking.

Hantu's Boulder Defense.

Immediately, the giant rock beast roared in pain, and then kicked Wang Yu with his right foot extremely quickly.

A loud bang came, and the giant rock beast kicked Wang Yu in the left arm and kicked Wang Yu away.

At this moment, a lot of cold sweat oozed out of Wang Yu's forehead, his left arm drooped, as if he was kicked by Han Tu...

Wang Yu's body is so strong that it is not only increased by the Imperial Golden Tower, but also has been tempered by heavenly thunder in the valley of Tibetan Sword. Although Wang Yu's body has not reached the level of indestructibility, it is also extremely

Unusually, he is dozens of times higher than a warrior in the same realm, but now he is kicked by Han Tu's supreme golden body and his arm is broken, which scares the little black dragon.

Some people dare not accept the facts in front of them...

"Boss... are you okay?" The little black dragon flew to Wang Yu, staring at Wang Yu's drooping arms with worry.

“It doesn’t look like it’s okay either.”

Wang Yu sighed and used the "Wuji Immortal Art" to his left arm. The broken bones returned to normal in a moment. However, Wang Yu's actions made Han, who had already transformed into a giant stone beast.

Picture, very surprised.

Wang Yu was kicked and cracked his bones by himself. His arms were drooping just now, but now he has returned to normal. This not only reminds Han Tu that Wang Yu was hit by a six-clawed dragon before, and was obviously seriously injured.

But then he stood up again like a ok person.

Originally, Han Tu thought Wang Yu had some kind of top-level holy medicine on his body, but this time, Han Tu looked so real that he could not see Wang Yu swallowing any magic medicine. In a moment, his broken arm was

Restore.

Han Tu was very surprised. It seemed that it was not enough to seriously injure him. I believe that the white-haired boy must have practiced some special martial arts, and he must be killed with one blow, otherwise he might not be able to hurt him.

In fact, Han Tu was thinking too much. Almost all the Taoist power in Wang Yu's body was consumed. If his arm was broken once, he would not be able to recover.

However, Han Tu thinks this way, it may not be a good thing for Wang Yu. At least, the chance of being injured has been reduced a lot. Now Han Tu is only thinking about how to kill Wang Yu with one blow.

In this dark night, the bloody moonlight shines on all directions, and the deserted area of ​​Fengdu City. Facing the moonlight, I saw a huge rock beast dozens of meters tall chasing a man in a ragged state.

In front of him, a black demon pet was also followed.

While escaping from Han Tu's attack range, Wang Yu was frantically restoring his Dao power. Now he can recover as much as he can. With a little more Dao power, he will have more guarantees for his life.

"Boss... don't run away, we can't escape. You can quickly become the supreme golden body and teach that old dog a lesson!"

The little black dragon turned back to look at the Korean map from time to time to judge the speed gap between them and the possibility of escape, but in the end, the little black dragon gave up.

Although the huge rock beast had a huge body, its speed did not decrease at all. How could they escape Han Tu's pursuit?

Wang Yu glanced at the little black dragon. It was easy to say. The supreme golden body was not so easy to practice. Although Wang Yu once transformed into the prototype of the supreme golden body, it was still an empty shell after all, not really.

The supreme golden body.

At that time, Wang Yu was chased by Zi Yan in the Sky Valley, lost consciousness, and changed into a troll. In order to protect Mo Suyi, he was besieged by countless powerful people and transformed into a huge demon. These are the prototypes of the supreme golden body.

But he is not the true supreme golden body, and Wang Yu cannot change as much as he wants to become a troll. Otherwise, he could have fought with Han Tu.

"If I want to condense the supreme golden body...unless, I can forcibly understand the third style of the "Nine Swords Secret Technique"...I have comprehended the third style. When the power of the Great Dao is strong, I can only use the original illusion to transform.

The troll's epiphany condenses my supreme golden body..."

While running wildly, Wang Yu thought to himself.

But this seems easy to say, but if you take action, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky.

First of all, at this critical moment, Wang Yu and others have the hope of condensing the golden body at this critical moment. How could they be like this?

It is easy to understand that everything needs an opportunity, a great opportunity!

With a clang, Wang Yu pulled out the Taihuang Sword, ran with all his strength, and flew a hundred meters away. Then, he immediately came back and looked at Han Tu who was chasing him, and made up his heart.

"Fight!"

Wang Yu gritted his teeth secretly. At this moment, if he didn't fight, he would just be a waste of time. He could not escape Han Tu's supreme golden body. It would be better to fight. If he is lucky, he will successfully understand the third 'Nine Swords Secret Technique'

If you are not lucky, you will have to die here...

Tonight, my life and death cannot help but rely on my own comprehension, Wang Yu was the body of the Saint in his previous life, and his sudden enlightenment of the power of the great way and the supreme golden body was also quite experienced and experienced.

At this critical moment, the turbid air in the body floated down, and the potential was forced out. The possibility of successfully composing the third move of the "Nine Swords Secret Technique" is also quite large, and it does not mean that there is no chance.

Wang Yu thought to himself, if he couldn't even get over this hurdle, how could he deal with Qingyuan Sect, how to deal with the Immortal King of Night... so what, facing those extremely powerful people...

Wang Yu's mind moved slightly, and the big monster and the giant python descended from the void. Without even saying a word, Wang Yu rushed towards the giant rock beast.

"Big monster...and big guys...If I can't stand this time, you will go back to the Emperor Golden Tower to continue practicing... When the next Lord of the Golden Tower appears, it will be the time when you see the light of heaven again."

Wang Yu raised his mouth slightly, looked at the figures of the big monster and the giant python, and communicated with the two puppets with divine thoughts.

Feeling Wang Yu's intention, the monster and the giant python were stunned, and a surprised light flowed out of their eyes.

"If... I unfortunately died here today, I will find a way to return you to the Imperial Golden Tower. When you truly become an adult, you will break out and find your race." Wang Yu glanced at him.

The little black dragon beside him said softly.

Hearing this, the little black dragon immediately shook his head: "Boss, how could you die... No, that old dog is, boss, you will definitely be able to condense the supreme golden body!"

The little black dragon's eyes were full of faith. Yes, the little black dragon firmly believed that Wang Yu could definitely condense the supreme golden body and defeat the huge stone beast!

At this moment, a tiny amount of power of the great way suddenly emerged around Wang Yu, and the Taihuang sword in his hand was raised, like a swimming fish.

The void is water, the long sword is like a fish, the fish swim in the water, bringing everything to nature, and all struggles are gone, and the sky and the earth seem to be combined into one.

Pojun!

Wang Yu roared unconsciously, and the Taihuang Sword swung with him, slashing towards the void in the distance.

"Boom Rondon ...!"

This extremely terrifying sword slashed the air and blasted the air with a loud bang.

"roll!"

The giant rock beast roared and waved his hand to force the giant python and the monster to retreat dozens of meters away.

Han Tu looked at Wang Yu and was very surprised. The white-haired boy was crazy. The sword just now was enough to pose a threat to him, but he was exhausted. Why?

Han Tu didn't believe that the sword was really cut off because of Wang Yu's mistake. And looking at his appearance, something seemed wrong. The power of the Dao around him gradually became more abundant. Why is this?

After Wang Yu cut off Pojun, he did not withdraw his sword. Instead, he followed Pojun's trajectory and groped forward bit by bit, exploring the true meaning of the third form of the "Nine Swords Secret Technique".

At this moment, it seemed as if the long river of time had stopped, everything in the sky and under the earth was frozen, and only Wang Yu held the "little fish" in his hand and moved forward quickly in this "sea" that gradually stormed waves...

"The Tibetan Sword Valley was famous all over the world... The secret technique of the Nine Swords is the treasure of the mountain... Why can the secret technique of the Nine Swords be obtained, but what are the nine swords?"

Wang Yu murmured to himself, entering the state of selflessness, and the world became turbid.

"One sword!"

Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from Wang Yu's eyes, and an extremely dazzling light flashed in the dark night.

The light turned into ten thousand feet for a moment, and for a moment, it was dim and dull.

The sword light rushed straight into the sky, and then exploded in the void, shattering the void, like a crisp sound of a mirror shattering, endlessly.

While slashing out the "one sword", the little fish disappeared and the huge waves disappeared.

A turbid world is gradually clear and clear. In front of you is a vast grassland. A mad lion is running on the grassland.

The mad lion was aimless, running from the east to the west, and from the south to the north.

But Wang Yu's spiritual sense kept following the crazy lion. At this moment, Wang Yu wanted to laugh and laugh at the crazy lion for why he ran like this.

But the corners of my mouth were raised, but it became stiff again. Why did I laugh?

What's the difference between myself and this crazy lion... I'm aimless, no distinction between the primary and secondary.

A mad lion is the only one between heaven and earth, without prey or companions. Can it still be called a mad lion?!

Why does the mad lion run?!

"Why run?"

Wang Yu's heart trembled suddenly, and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead in an instant. He suddenly forgot that his original intention of laughing became turbid again in the world.

Han Tu only saw that the power of the great way around Wang Yu was gathering more and more, but suddenly, it all dispersed without leaving any left.

Suddenly, Han Tu seemed to understand something.

"Boy... you actually want to condense the supreme golden body... Hahaha, with your early stage strength of the Taoist rank, you actually want to condense the supreme golden body. You will never be able to condense the real supreme golden body in your life.

,Hahaha!"

Han Tu laughed wildly and looked down, as if he was looking at a sad ant.