When Yang Wu first arrived in the God Realm, he had a grudge with the Yan School.
He didn't expect to run into people from the God Realm on his way back to Luo Manor City. He even saw one of them in the void. It was the woman who had captured him and given him to Shiliu.
Now that Yang Wu had returned to his original appearance, he was recognized by the other party at a glance.
Yang Wu didn't want to attack them. He had killed many people in the Pill Cauldron Hidden Realm and the Forbidden Land.
He didn't want to kill anyone.
Of course, if they kept bothering him, he wouldn't mind staining the sky with blood.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean others didn't. The people from the Yan School surrounded him.
Chi Jin said coldly, "Do you want to die?"
His body released a powerful golden flame, and the aura of a Demon God swept out in all directions. The Ardent Dragonhawks didn't dare approach.
The Ardent Dragonhawks were much weaker than the Three-legged Golden Crow.
The people from the Yan School flew out of the chariot. The one who saw Yang Wu before reached out a hand to grab Yang Wu.
"Kid, you killed Sister Shiliu and you still want to run? You think you can get away so easily?" Mo Heluo from the Yan School said faintly.
Before the man's palm could land on Yang Wu, Chi Jin opened his mouth and spat out a golden light, which blasted the power of the palm away.
"Master, let me kill them." Chi Jin volunteered.
Some time ago, he and Yang Wu were being hunted down together, and they had been sullen.
Now that he had recovered to his peak condition, he wanted to fight with all his might.
Yang Wu jumped down from Chi Jin's body and said, "Alright, you go."
"Three-legged Golden Crow, aren't you afraid of being punished by your clan for being a mount?" Mo Heluo looked at Chi Jin calmly.
"My business is none of your business." Chi Jin shouted. He spread his wings and charged at the people from the Yan School.
"Ardent Dragonhawks, go." A young man beside Mo Heluo ordered the mounts.
The dozen Ardent Dragonhawks cried out wildly and pounced towards Chi Jin.
The Ardent Dragonhawk's strength was extraordinary, and there were many of them. It should be enough to deal with the Three-legged Golden Crow at the same time.
That was what the people from Yan Gate thought.
Their main target was not the Three-legged Golden Crow, but Yang Wu.
Yang Wu looked at Mo Heluo and smiled calmly. "I'm not looking for trouble with you, but you're always looking for trouble with me. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
"Elder Mo, was he really captured by you? Why is he looking down on you? "The young man beside Mo Heluo asked.
This young man was tall and thin. His face was thin, and his eyes were gentle like a poisonous snake. It made people feel uncomfortable. His body was emitting a powerful aura, and one could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.
Among these people, this young man held the most important position. Other than Mo Heluo, everyone else was behind him.
"A piece of trash who pretends to be a pig to eat a tiger. He might have come from the lower world. I heard that there was a 'Chosen One' in the human world. I wonder if it's him." Mo Heluo replied as he reached out to grab Yang Wu.
Mo Heluo was a high-level Immortal State warrior. His casual grab had an earth-shattering power. Not everyone could escape from it.
When Yang Wu was still at level eleven, he was not afraid of Mo Heluo. Now that he had broken through to the Jade Moon level, his strength had increased by a lot. There was no way he would be afraid of Mo Heluo.
"You know I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing, yet you still dare to provoke me. Let's end this once and for all." Yang Wu said faintly. He raised his fist and attacked.
True Meaning of the Straight Punch.
Bang!
Yang Wu did not hold back. He hit Mo Heluo's hand seal, and a powerful force rushed towards Mo Heluo.
Mo Heluo raised his eyebrows and tried to suppress Yang Wu's punch. But when he came in contact with Yang Wu's palm, he felt a powerful force that forced him back.
The people from Gate of Yan were shocked. They did not expect the young man they could easily crush to be strong enough to force Mo Heluo back.
Mo Heluo was one of the strongest in their group. Didn't that mean this young man had the power to kill them?
"I know why Shiliu died. You've hidden your strength well." Mo Heluo wiped away his anger and said. He adjusted his state and was ready to attack Yang Wu again.
The young man beside Mo Heluo said, "Leave it to me. Let me see how strong he is."
"Young Master Liang, he's not worth your time." Mo Heluo said.
"How can someone who can tame the Three-legged Golden Crow not be worth my time? Once I take him down, the Three-legged Golden Feet will be mine." Liang Yameng replied.
Liang Yameng's status was very high. He was the son of the vice leader of Gate of Yan. He did not have a divine body, but his fighting power was not weaker than one. He was in the early stage of the Ascension Realm. He came to Luo Fu City to fight for Luo Lian.
"Come at me together. Don't waste time." Yang Wu looked at Liang Yameng calmly.
"You're so arrogant. I'll show you how the Gate of Hell opens." Liang Yameng took a deep look at Yang Wu, and a terrifying soul-sucking force fell directly on Yang Wu's Divine Court.
A terrifying scene of hell opened up. Ghosts and ghosts appeared everywhere. It was the Gate of Hell.
This was Liang Yameng's terrifying talent. If he was not careful, he could suck away a person's soul. He would not even know how he died.
However, the talent that he thought he had was nothing but chicken ribs to Yang Wu.
"So what if it's the Gate of Hell? Watch me smash it!" Yang Wu replied. His soul power condensed into a Devil Soul Chain and swept out. It ruthlessly lashed in front of the Hell's Gate and smashed it.
The Devil Soul Chain had already been destroyed by Pomegranate. Now, this Devil Soul Chain was completely formed by his soul force.
After breaking through to the Jade Moon Realm, his soul power had become extremely domineering. It had reached the peak of the God Realm. His soul power attack was extremely shocking. It was not something Liang Yameng could compare to.
After Liang Yameng's innate talent was broken, he retreated dozens of meters. His face was pale, and he said in surprise, "Your soul power is so strong. You can actually break my innate talent. You really have some skill."
After saying that, he attacked Yang Wu once again. It was still an attack from his eyes. Two Hell Swords slashed towards Yang Wu.
It was condensed from soul power and was very powerful. In an instant, it reached the front of Yang Wu's Divine Court.
Not only that, but he also rushed at Yang Wu. The divine sword on his back was pulled out. A black sword light appeared in front of Yang Wu in the blink of an eye. The two attacks exploded at the same time. It was impossible to guard against.
If it were a martial artist with a weaker ability to adapt, they would have been cut down by his sword, but in front of Yang Wu, this attack was nothing.
"Kill!" Yang Wu's killing intent soared. His Devil Soul Chain lashed out at the Hell Swords. His true body rushed out like a bull and his fist slammed into Liang Yameng's sword light.
Bang! Bang!
Regardless of whether it was the attack of his Spirit or the profound energy attack of his true body, Yang Wu was not inferior to Liang Yameng's. In fact, he was even stronger and had blown apart all of his attacks.
Without waiting for Liang Jinmeng to recover, Yang Wu used his Wind God's Leg. Like a gust of wind, he rushed at Liang Yameng.
Barbarian Horse Fist.
Barbaric Eagle Fist.
Yang Wu's counterattack was fast. He did not give Liang Yameng any time to react. The tyrannical shadows of his fists rained down on Liang Yameng.
By the time Liang Yameng noticed Yang Wu's attack, it was already too late.
However, his reaction was fast enough. A black Godly Armor formed on his body, protecting him tightly to prevent Yang Wu from seriously injuring him.
He was too naive. Yang Wu's fist broke his divine armor. Every punch landed on his flesh. He spat out blood and was sent flying.
"Protect Young Master Liang," Mo Heluo ordered.
As his voice fell, other living beings attacked Yang Wu.
Yang Wu's long hair danced in the wind. His eyes were like lightning. He shouted, "I'll bury you all together."
Soul Eye Extermination.
Nether Ice Winged Blade.
Yang Wu's talent power was unleashed. Some of the living beings who had not yet reached him were killed on the spot. They did not even know how they died.
At the same time, Yang Wu used his Wind God's Leg. His speed was like a ghost. Once again, he unleashed powerful fists at Liang Jinmeng. He did not give Liang Jinmeng any chance to escape.
Liang Yameng was not an ordinary person. He was the son of the vice sect master. His combat talent was almost comparable to the Divine Body. He roared, "Do you really think I'm easy to bully? I'll kill you! "
The long sword flew out and turned into a black dragon. It combined with his Battle Qi and slashed out an extremely shocking sword.
Black Dragon Overturning the Sky.
The Black Dragon Sword said.
This was Liang Yameng's Sword Dao. He had refined the blood of the black dragon in his body. It combined with his divine sword and unleashed an extremely powerful combat strength. It was comparable to the combat strength of a high-level Immortal State creature.
With his strength, it was not an exaggeration to call him the Martial God.
Unfortunately, the title of Martial God was not something that could be casually given. He had to go through layers of tests.
Boom! Boom!
Yang Wu's overbearing fist force collided with Liang Jinmeng's attack. An earth-shattering sound rang out. Bursts of Xuan Qi splashed in all directions. Soon, a figure was sent flying while vomiting blood.
That person was Liang Jinmeng. His chest had been punched through by Yang Wu's fist.
Just as Yang Wu was about to pursue and kill Liang Yameng, Mo Heluo had already arrived. The scythe in his hand was aimed at Yang Wu's neck. It was like a deadly scythe. No one could stop it.
Yang Wu's body had been tempered thousands of times. It was comparable to a Divine Weapon. He was able to block Mo Heluo's attack with just his arm.
"I'll take one of your arms first." Mo Heluo was certain that Yang Wu's arm would be crippled. His scythe was a mid-level Divine Weapon. Even a top-level Immortal State Warrior would not be able to withstand his full attack.
Clank!
When his scythe landed on Yang Wu's arm, it made a crisp sound. It was as if the scythe had hit an iron spear. It did not cut off Yang Wu's arm.
"What!"
"It's my turn. Kill!"
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