Destiny Martial God

In the Blue Moon Secret Realm!

The bloodthirsty physique itself has an amplifying effect on combat!

As the number of people killed increases, the red light stimulated by the bloodthirsty physique becomes brighter and brighter.

Moreover, the murderous aura on Wu Zhengjun is also getting thicker and thicker, with a hint of a tendency to materialize.

Seeing this situation, Yu Haoran couldn't help but feel happy.

Because in his previous life, he had won a set of secret methods from a powerful demon, a secret method that could use the murderous aura to improve his strength.

As long as the murderous aura on Wu Zhengjun can eventually be materialized, then he can pass this secret method to Wu Zhengjun, so that he has a means to improve his strength, or a trump card.

As for the true power of the secret method, Yu Haoran is not clear.

Because in his previous life, after killing so many powerful people, the murderous aura on his body did not show a tendency to materialize.

"Damn it!"

Seeing more and more disciples being easily killed by Wu Zhengjun, Zhao Cong's face became more and more ugly.

When less than half of the troops were left at the scene, he could not help but curse.

It was entirely his own doing to use the Blue Moon Secret Realm to set up a killing plan against Yu Haoran.

To succeed in the final layout, two conditions must be met.

The first condition is that Yu Haoran must have treasures that are enough to arouse the greed of countless people.

This condition can be fully met by the storage magic tools that have been collected by the entire Law Enforcement Peak for nearly a thousand years.

The second condition is Yu Haoran's strength.

Yu Haoran's strength must make everyone think that they have a chance to seize the storage magic tools, so that they will choose to take action and fight desperately.

For the second condition, although he did not send people to conduct a special investigation, by comparing with several peerless geniuses with the peak talent and potential of the martial saint in the sect master's line, he finally concluded that Yu Haoran's cultivation level is only at the peak of the third grade of warrior.

Wu Zhengjun, who has slightly inferior talent and potential, will never be able to surpass Yu Haoran in cultivation even if he has a special physique.

It was based on the above two conditions that he finally decided to set up a killing plan against Yu Haoran that he thought was foolproof.

But what about the fact!

Yu Haoran, who had more outstanding talent, potential, comprehension and perseverance, had not yet made a move, and Wu Zhengjun alone could easily slaughter all the people, which meant that his plan had made a serious mistake.

He looked up and found that Wu Zhengjun was extremely excited to slaughter his men, and Yu Haoran and Gongsun Yiming were concentrating on Wu Zhengjun's battle. He began to quietly leave the scene.

As long as he could escape from the scene, he would definitely find the strongest masters of the sect master's department, and then re-formulate a plan against Yu Haoran.

But just as he retreated less than three meters, a green figure instantly appeared behind him.

"Zhao Cong, the battle is not over yet, why are you in such a hurry to leave!" Yu Haoran teased with a playful smile on his face.

"Brother Yu, it's all my fault. I beg you to be magnanimous and let me go. I will definitely remember today's kindness and repay it tenfold or a hundredfold in the future!"

People who are good at using strategies are generally good at speaking, and Zhao Cong is no exception.

With a humble tone and a painful self-blame, facing Zhao Cong's request, most people will definitely be soft-hearted.

But the person Zhao Cong is facing is a person who is better at strategies, more eloquent, and has an extremely sharp vision than him.

So, facing Zhao Cong's request, Yu Haoran just chuckled, and then continued to observe Wu Zhengjun without saying a word.

However, when he saw that Zhao Cong had a hint of the idea of ​​​​moving again, he sneered and threatened.

"If you dare to move again, I will kill you!"

After hearing Yu Haoran's threat, Zhao Cong immediately stood there honestly and accompanied Yu Haoran to watch Wu Zhengjun's massacre performance.

As the killing increased, Wu Zhengjun not only had a thicker and thicker killing aura, but his bloodthirsty physique also accelerated under the stimulation of a large amount of blood.

Through the red light emanating from Wu Zhengjun, Yu Haoran felt that the degree of activation of his bloodthirsty physique was probably more than 70%.

At the same time, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he just vaguely saw an old man wearing a red robe and with a very gentle appearance above Wu Zhengjun's head.

Considering that the tower spirit's divine consciousness was suppressed by the secret realm and could not be checked with divine consciousness, he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and did not ask the tower spirit for confirmation.

With the increase of killing aura and the continuous activation of bloodthirsty physique, Wu Zhengjun not only displayed stronger and stronger martial arts, but also faster and faster.

In less than three minutes, there were only seven of the more than fifty disciples left on the scene!

The remaining seven people not only reached the peak of the ninth grade of warriors, but were also very good at speed and understood the art of joint attack, which allowed them to persist to the end.

With a slight frown, Yu Haoran knew he had to take action!

Because through the battle just now, the seven people had already seen Wu Zhengjun's disadvantage, which was the drag of speed, making it difficult for him to attack the seven people who were really fast.

At the same time, they also began to use speed to harass Wu Zhengjun, not only making his attacks miss and wasting his energy in vain, but also further consuming his physical strength, trying to tire him out alive.

"Go down and rest first!" Yu Haoran appeared beside Wu Zhengjun and ordered forcefully.

"Hmm!" Wu Zhengjun reluctantly glanced at the seven opponents who made it impossible for him to attack with their speed, and retreated to Zhao Cong's side, then looked at him with murderous intent.

At the same time, he also secretly made up his mind to practice step martial arts with all his strength in the next period of time to make up for his disadvantages.

"Hmph!"

Looking at the seven people who used the joint attack technique to further increase their speed, Yu Haoran couldn't help but sneer.

Afterwards, he neither used the Bull Fist nor the Light Wind Palm, but only relied on the Swift Wind Step that entered the peak state of great success, and then combined with the basic boxing technique, with only seven punches, he solved the seven warriors at the peak of the ninth grade.

Looking at Yu Haoran, who killed his men much more easily than Wu Zhengjun, although Zhao Cong had already guessed it, he was still very surprised when he really saw Yu Haoran's methods.

At the same time, he had a feeling in his heart that Zhao Xinyu's opposition to Yu Haoran was not a good thing. It was possible that Zhao Xinyu, Zhao Ji, and even the entire Zhao family might be destroyed by Yu Haoran.

"Do you have any last words?" Yu Haoran asked coldly after returning to Zhao Cong.

"Brother Yu, how about three important pieces of information in exchange for my life?" Faced with Yu Haoran's cold judgment, Zhao Cong was a little scared, but he was not panicked.

Because he had enough confidence to let Yu Haoran give him a way out.