PFC Chapter 279 Is This All Your Strength?
Chapter 279 Is This All Your Strength?
The two were under the dark clouds, and the clouds and mist curled up above the cliff, and the icy wind blew the sleeves of their clothes.
Yu Yunshen raised his hand, and a soul gun was born, flying behind him, as if it was reflected in the rainy night with a dazzling white rainbow.
Shen Yu's brows were full of excitement mixed with eagerness to move, and one could faintly see the color of hope. The blood sword in his hand was illuminated by the thunder for a moment, and the cold light appeared for a moment, but he remained silent under the gesture of the woman's sword not raising her hand.
Wushang, who was imprisoned by the black vine, licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes seemed to be smiling, and he was not worried about his situation.
Suddenly, the soul gun flashed by, and Yu Yunshen leaped to catch up with the soul gun, tapped lightly on the barrel of the gun, and his whole body, together with the soul gun, galloped towards Shen Yu like an arrow leaving the string.
The big gun came out of his hand, like a boa constrictor unleashed, and rushed straight at his face.
It is impossible for a chakra-level monk to slow down, let alone the holy son of the Jiujue Temple.
Shen Yu subconsciously raised the soul sword in her hand, barely able to block the soul gun, and moved to the side with all her strength, only to release the force, the big gun brushed against her side and flew straight past, making a sound of piercing through the air.
Yu Yunshen leaned forward, the soul power in his hand leaked out, knocking Shen Yu upside down in the air.
Shen Yu flew more than ten meters before stopping, the shield was finally broken, and the rain fell mercilessly on her body, soaking her whole body.
Looking up, there was a clear killing intent in front of him.
Shen Yu jumped up, her footsteps were false, and she just stepped on the soul gun. She nodded slightly, shifted her weight down, stretched her hands to her waist, and grasped the hilt of the sword. With lightning speed, she rushed towards Yu Yun Chop deep.
The sharp sword energy collided with the soul power, and there was a shocking sound immediately. The terrifying air wave, like a storm, swept away from the sky, and the stone walls around the cliff instantly cracked, and huge boulders rolled down.
The rainstorm is getting heavier and heavier, and the Gulei clover is more sacred in the night.
Shen Yu's demonic and fairy-like face seemed to have been completely covered up by the monstrous sword intent, her eyes no longer revealed anything, only the gradually trembling sword body seemed to be replacing the woman's emotions... .
The sword reaches the extreme, and the human sword is one.
A large swath of blood was pressed down from the sky, the sky and the earth became bright red, full of gloom and bloodthirsty everywhere, the ghostly wind wailed, and the killing soared to the sky.
Yu Yunshen couldn't help but flicker of horror in his eyes.
The last time I saw this woman, it was obvious that she hadn't touched the door of the domain, but now it's only been more than a year, has she already understood it?
Shen Yu's sword became brighter and brighter, and in the darkness, the woman's slender figure was outlined by her wet dress.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to take revenge."
The woman's voice was clear and bright, but there was a hint of gloom for no reason.
Countless bloody hands jumped out from the ground, scrambling to wrap around Yu Yunshen, and he could only cut them off continuously.
The ghost hands seem to be endless, echoing the bloody swords all over the sky, thousands of swords blare together.
Wushang's eyes reflected the figure of the woman high above the sky. When the world was sinking, the woman brought her domain to the extreme.
He is a strong opponent... compared to Yu Yunshen...
Wushang glanced at Yu Yunshen who was trapped, and let out a light snort.
I don't know what happened to the master of the Xuancang Palace. In the past few years, even a holy son has not been selected.
But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising that Xuancang Palace chooses the heir.
Whether it is the Three Great Pavilions of the Ten Great Masters or the other eight halls of the Jiujue Palace, they all choose one person to focus on training, and the people they raise are naturally different, and the Xuancang Palace...
If you change people every three days, you have changed two people in the past ten years, and you are kicked out before your seat is hot, how capable can you be?
Wushang didn't struggle, he was bound by the black vines until his body was covered in blood, his eyes were firmly glued to Shen Yu's body, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all.
There are more and more blood swords in the field.
Shen Yu brushed away the black hair sticking to the side of her face, the rain dripped down her cheeks, and her red lips were always hooked with a seemingly invisible arc, alluring and gleaming.
"Is this all your strength?"
Before the words were finished, countless blood swords flew over like broken bamboo.
After three breaths, there was a scream in the blood light.
Yu Yunshen, who was imprisoned by the ghost hand, was covered with blood swords all over his body, only the heart was intact.
Shen Yu stepped in the void.
"You dare not kill me." Yu Yunshen laughed wildly.
However, Shen Yu didn't approach him, and only used her soul power to imprison him, instead she stepped towards the leisurely Wushang.
"Are you going to attack me?" Wushang looked at her amusedly.
Shen Yu reached out to take the black vine away, her face was smiling like a flower, but the words she said were extremely ugly, "That trash is really useless."
She thought that being able to become the Son of God required at least some skill, and it was fine if she didn't comprehend the domain.
Fortunately, the person in front of him seemed to be much stronger than him.
Shen Yu sized up the person opposite him for a moment.
Although the man was in a mess, there was no panic in his eyes, he was as comfortable as watching a play.
He is stronger than Yu Yunshen.
"Yu Yunshen... is indeed a waste."
When he said the last word, Wushang's tone suddenly turned cold, and he appeared in front of Shen Yu in an instant, punching her in the abdomen.
No matter how fast Shen Yu was, she was one level lower than him, and her body flew towards the ground uncontrollably until she fell.
The abdomen seemed to be stabbed by thousands of scorching sharp knives, and a heart-wrenching pain spread all over the body.
The wet hair clung to her forehead indiscriminately, Shen Yu panted a few times, got up staggeringly, raised her hand to wipe off the blood around her mouth, the already bright lips were even more glaring.
Wushang leaned forward and fell in front of her, "Even if he is useless, he is still a member of my Jiujue Palace, you?"
"Ah--"
Shen Yu lowered her head, her hair ornaments had already been scattered, no one knew where, her black hair was all scattered, and was completely wet by the rain.
"It's really touching. I hope he can remember your kindness today."
"but……"
Wushang saw that the blood on the woman's body became more and more intense, and then, the woman disappeared strangely.
"Zheng-"
Shen Yu suddenly appeared from the side.
The soul sword and the double blades sparked lightning.
From the ground to the sky, every time the two figures confront each other, the terrifying strong wind will cause the surrounding space to crack open, and the sharp sound of breaking wind will resound non-stop.
Shen Yu used all the Qiqing Wanxu swordsmanship, coordinated with the domain, and did not lose the wind for a while.
Wanxu Jue, Qiqing Sword Intent, and Wuji Swordsmanship, all of them are enough to be called supreme.
What was different from before was that the swordsmanship that Shen Yu used at this time was full of blood and murderous intent, which perfectly matched her, and was not as clumsy as before.
This is the result of Wuji's practice with her countless times.
This intertwining didn't last long, and a deep voice sounded in the blackness, and immediately a figure in a state of embarrassment flew out backwards, and finally smashed heavily on the mountain wall behind him.
The terrifying strength directly caused the hard mountain wall to be filled with the thick cracks in the arms in an instant.