The strongest husband in the world

Yao Yuekong looked at Yang Yu with a surprised expression on his face. Doesn't that mean that Yang Yu's God of War body is like an invincible Xiaoqiang who can keep fighting without stopping? !

"Is this the body of the God of War?"

The Wanchu Shengzi and the others frowned. Thinking about it carefully, Yang Yu's God of War Body does have this characteristic.

"Yes."

Yang Yu shrugged and said without explaining anything.

His strength is not because of the body of the God of War, but because of himself, because of his memories of slaughtering all the gods and Buddhas in the prehistoric world!

Eight Forbidden Fields?

The ancient emperor resided in the realm of forbidden gods, so Yang Yu naturally did too!

Today, even if a strong man with the eighth transformation of the dragon came, Yang Yu could still fight with his bare hands, and his combat power was endless.

The body of the God of War is just a shortcut for him to become stronger. The reason why he is really strong is not these.

Therefore, these people can guess whatever they want, and Yang Yu can admit whether he is right or wrong.

"Brother Yang Yu, what do you think of your God of War body compared to the ancient holy body?"

An Miaoyi's eyes are clear and clear, with bright eyes and white teeth, giving her the feeling of being very clean and pure.

"Why do you want to compare it with the ancient Eucharist?"

Yang Yu spoke calmly, not intending to stand shoulder to shoulder.

"Then let me ask the other people present. I wonder if little brother Yang Yu would care?"

An Miaoyi opened her mouth and asked Yang Yu with a smile.

"random."

Yang Yu didn't have much interest, he ate on his own, and his colleagues also screened some things in his system space to prepare for some things to come.

"What do you think, prince?"

An Miaoyi looked at Prince Daxia and asked.

"It's hard to infer, but judging from Brother Yang's current combat power, that ancient holy body may be lost."

Prince Daxia was silent for a moment and then spoke.

"There should be no problem with what the prince said. After all, the ancient sacred body has not stepped into the secret realm of the four poles. Moreover, if there is a real battle, I am afraid that the ancient sacred body in this life will not be the opponent of Brother Yang. After all, physique is just a kind of Talent, some things, more importantly depends on the person."

Yao Yuekong opened his mouth, and what he said was impressive. As far as the current record is concerned, Yang Yu is indeed stronger, and the heads of the descendants of the major holy lands have been beheaded.

"The Ancient Holy Physique is very strong. This is a kind of existence that can be called the Great Emperor of Bangu after the so-called Dacheng. It can suppress the world for 1 years."

Someone spoke again, more optimistic about the ancient holy body.

"What this person said is not wrong. I have never heard of the body of the god of war. Perhaps it is really inferior to the ancient holy body."

The new Daoyi Shengzi spoke, looking at Yang Yu with cold eyes, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Naturally, the Ancient Saint Physique is more powerful. Is this still comparable? The Dacheng Saint Physique is invincible, comparable to the ancient emperor, and absolutely invincible at the same level. Is there any physique that has never been heard of that can be compared?"

The new Zifu Shengzi also made a sarcasm, and was very hostile to Yang Yu.

"You two trash, are you sure you want to provoke me?"

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, then looked directly at the two of them, and said coldly.

"Is what we said wrong? The ancient holy body is also something that you have never heard of, and some shit body can compete with it?"

The two spoke indifferently, without any hesitation.

This is Miaoyu Temple, which is the place of An Miaoyi's banquet.They don't think Yang Yu dares to attack them here.

"If you don't persuade these two dead guys, I can do it myself."

Yang Yu drank a glass of wine and looked in An Miaoyi's direction.

"The two holy sons, Miaoyi can't stop him, wait for our elders from Miaoyu Temple to come, maybe..."

An Miaoyi was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful eyes flickered and she looked in the direction of Daoyi Shengzi and Zifu Shengzi.

"Um!?"

The faces of the two froze for a moment, and then became extremely gloomy.

An Miaoyi's words were very clear. Yang Yu dared to do something here, but An Miaoyi couldn't stop Yang Yu. When the elders arrived, Yang Yu would definitely kill them...

In an instant, the faces of the two became extremely gloomy, they stopped talking, and lowered their heads deeply, cursing in their hearts.

"Why do you have to make fun of yourself like this?"

Yang Yu looked at the Zifu Shengzi and smiled indifferently.

"Brother Yang Yu, that's it. Let's talk about other things. Miaoyi has something here. Can you help Miaoyi take a look."

An Miaoyi took out a bronze tripod, on which there was a mark of a grimace, which seemed to be crying but not crying, smiling but not smiling.

"This is……"

Sure enough, everyone's expressions changed in surprise, and they recognized the artifact.

Moreover, they all looked at Yang Yu in the end, their eyes flickering.

Because, this bronze tripod belonged to a generation of empresses with peerless elegance and amazing talents—the Ruthless Emperor!

As for Yang Yu's inheritance from the Nanling Heavenly Emperor, this Nanling Heavenly Emperor has been proven to be the second ruthless man!

Therefore, when everyone looked at the cauldron, they almost all looked at Yang Yu.

"clang!"

However, just when everyone wanted to ask Yang Yu something, a world-shaking bell rang in the holy city.

"Zishan Wushi bell is ringing!"

"Holy Lord and the others have returned!"

"Fairy An, let's leave first!"

In an instant, all the sages, Prince Daxia and others all left, and no one stayed behind. They were most concerned about this matter.