The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 1070 Resurrection
"Forget it, I couldn't kill you back then, so I will finish what I didn't finish at the beginning today." Ling Yu said softly, "However, before that, I still have to get rid of you first."

With that said, Ling Yu looked at Yun Ji and the others.

"escape."

Yun Wentian said in a deep voice.

Yun Ji didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked, "What did the Palace Master say?"

Yun Wentian yelled, "Flee!"

After the words fell, he rushed directly to Ling Yu.

At this time, he is no longer the master of the Demon Palace, but a father, a father who tries to protect his daughter.

With a cold temperament like Yunji, she couldn't help being moved at this moment.

"I will avenge you." Yun Ji said with red eyes, and flew away in the same direction as when she came and went without looking back.

"Hallmaster, I will follow you to the death!"

The rest of the Demon Palace followed Yun Wentian's footsteps.

However, they are not not afraid of death, but have faith.

The Lord of the Hall and the Saintess are their beliefs.

For this belief, they can die.

Ling Yu nodded and praised: "You are worthy of being killed by me."

At the same time, he also looked in the direction Yun Ji was leaving, and said softly, "The person I want to kill has never been able to escape."

While speaking, he waved his arms, roaring with sword intent in the void, turned into a long dragon, and chased after him.

"I will never let you succeed!"

Yun Wentian said in a deep voice, the irises in his pupils disappeared, and the pupils spread, like a layer of pitch black ink dyed the eyeballs black, and an indescribable evil aura rose from his body.

His hair danced wildly, his face was ferocious like a demon god, and he took a step forward, his figure skyrocketed, as if a stalwart god was stepping forward.

The void burst, setting off a hurricane.

The sword intent dragon was involved in the hurricane.

But at the next moment, the sword intent dragon rushed out of it, and the hurricane was torn apart.

Yun Wentian vomited blood and flew out, and a group of people behind him caught him.

But what followed was Ling Yu's punch.

boom!
Fist wind exploded.

Yun Wentian's indestructible body of god and demon burst immediately, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

His followers couldn't even resist the fist wind, their bodies were crushed, and blood mist filled the air.

So far, except for the Holy Maiden of the Demon Palace, the Demon Palace is completely destroyed!

As for the Saintess of the Demon Palace, she couldn't escape either.

The sword intent dragon chased after him.

The Saintess of the Demon Palace turned her head suddenly, and saw a pair of fierce dragon eyes, and the sword intent in the dragon eyes was awe-inspiring.

Feeling a coolness flashing over her neck, Yunji lowered her head, blood dripped from her neck, and her vitality was quickly drained.

Gradually, her body softened and she fell from a height.

"Great! This group of damned devils will finally be able to stop being a tyrant!"

Many people cheered, and some looked sullen.

The people in the sword palace died of the palace master, they dared not speak out, and wanted to retreat quietly at this moment.

But how can there be such a good thing in the world?
They offended Ling Yu before, so they must pay the price.

However, Ling Yu didn't seem to intend to make a move, and stood with his hands behind his back, standing where he was, looking calm and watching the show.

Thunder Sword Beast's hair suddenly exploded, looking like a huge hair ball from a distance.

Its eyes were alert, and its throat kept emitting a dull and low growl.

Ling Yu patted it on the back lightly, "Don't be afraid."

The Thunder Sword Beast rubbed Ling Yu's hand meekly, sat down on its hind legs, and straightened its front legs, as expected without any fear.

From the depths of the ravine came a piercing low roar, brutal and terrifying.

One was not too big, but a pair of eyes were scarlet and cold, giving people a bone-chilling beast slowly crawled out of it.

It is scrawny and has not eaten for countless years.

He faltered as if the next step would be to fall to the ground.

However, no one gave the slightest contempt to it because of its weak appearance. Instead, its body tensed up, feeling dignified.

A great sense of crisis loomed.

It moved.

The closest to it is the person in the Sword Palace who is about to retreat quietly.

Its roughly lion-like body was like a flash of lightning, blocking their way in an instant.

Cui Lao, the sword god Cui Wu who was defeated by Ling Yu before, stood up at the same time as the person who had learned "Sword Broken", and made a bold move.

One hit!
The pitch-black sword light shot up into the sky, and the rain of swords filled the sky like a curtain.

The beast opened its mouth, revealing its ferocious and sharp fangs.

There is black light flowing in its mouth, like an abyss.

It actually swallowed the attacks of the two people in one gulp, without any injuries, its aura became stronger, its weak body recovered a bit, and its eyes became more radiant.

Immediately, it let out a low growl, waved its sharp claws, and split the two into pieces in an instant!

The screams sounded, and the Sword Palace had already collapsed because of the loss of its spiritual support. At this moment, it was like a bank destroyed by a torrent.

The methods of this ferocious monster are too bloody!

The people in the Sword Palace fled in all directions, but they were caught up by the terrifying beast in the blink of an eye, swallowed into its stomach, and turned into rich energy to nourish its body.

The beast's aura became more and more terrifying, and his body functions were about to return to their previous peak levels.

Shu Mei and the others all hid behind Ling Yu under Ling Yu's instruction, and their scalps exploded as they watched the appalling scene.

"Roar!"

About to recover almost, the fierce beast raised its head to the sky and roared, with fierce power permeating the air.

Its cold eyes fell on Ling Yu and the others, and it hiccupped unsatisfactorily.

"It's full?" Someone showed joy, "Does this mean that it won't attack us?"

Ling Yu said: "You think too much."

Ling Yu and the others are food in its eyes, and it can preserve food.

It ran wildly like wind and thunder, leaving behind sandstorms, and quickly rushed to Ling Yu.

Ling Yu raised his hand and pressed it, and a terrifying coercion descended.

The beast's body trembled violently, and its body was pressed hard to the ground, unable to move.

The earth crumbled and earth and rocks flew.

A deep pit appeared, which has great visual impact.

Fear appeared in the scarlet pupils of the beast, not because of Ling Yu's method, but because of a sense of familiarity.

It didn't know that Ling Yu was the one who suppressed it at the beginning, it only knew that the existence of the attack was extremely terrifying, and its power was unparalleled, making it desperate.

When Ling Yu shot out of the sky, he was not seen by it. He only left a trace of breath, but left a brand in his heart that he will never forget.

At this moment, the murderous creature looked at Ling Yu in awe and suspicion.

"Kill him, I will give you enough strength."

Suddenly, a deep and hoarse voice sounded in its mind, mysterious and mysterious, ancient and obscure.

The vicious beast trembled, and the fear and surprise in its eyes disappeared, but it became numb, and it just stared at Ling Yu.

Ling Yu's eyes moved slightly, as if he felt something, and looked into the distance.

In the distance, Yun Ji, the dead saint of the Demon Palace, actually moved, opened her beautiful eyes, and slowly stood up.

The veil slipped off, the wound healed, and a beautiful and glamorous face emerged, which was indescribably thrilling.

(End of this chapter)