I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

She soon understood.

"Hey" Chen Yu smiled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It's my fault to use standard weapons against a few of them. It's rude."

I saw his right palm stretched out flat, holding a three-meter-long giant sword out of thin air.

The sword adjusted its shape in an instant and became a horse-killing sword that fit his hand.

"I didn't prepare a weapon specially, just use the replacement mecha saber."

"Yanluo Jingdian."

At the same time, Chen Yu's own spiritual pressure quickly climbed to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Star Picker Han Luoying, who had always looked calm and chatted with her water friends, suddenly changed her expression.

Shouted loudly: "Danger! Get out of the way!"

And her senior brothers felt that Chen Yu was injured and were eager to expand the victory, so they took advantage of his illness to kill him.

They all rushed towards the deep pit where Chen Yu fell.

The fortune teller was startled when he heard the fifth junior sister's warning.

Forcibly stopping the thrust, he instead slashed the enemy with his sword energy through the air.

Useless.

Chen Yu didn't even swing the sword. He dispersed the sword energy with a wave of his left hand.

The divine operator's gray-brown and dark red pupils shrank suddenly.

'unarmed? How can it be! '

Chen Yu's smile was a bit cold.

"The Art of Ten Thousand Swords."

Yanluo Jingdian simulated the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, and his moves were far more swift and ruthless than Xiaoyaozi himself.

It was almost impossible to see the forward movement of the spell, and thousands of spiritual swords condensed out of thin air over the valley.

These spiritual swords flashed with cold light and formed an array in the sky in the blink of an eye, like a bright starry sky.

Then, these spiritual swords were like a meteor shower, blasting towards the besieging three people with destructive power.

They drew dazzling tracks in the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, covering the entire valley in a shower of stars.

In the blink of an eye, the valley was shattered into pieces as if it had suffered an apocalyptic disaster.

The originally steep mountains were flattened by the bombardment of the spiritual sword, and boulders and dust were thrown high into the sky, and then fell heavily again.

Such a fierce attack was coming, catching Shensuanzi, Xiaoyaozi and Feihuazi by surprise.

Although they each possess powerful magic weapons and unique skills, their hastily deployed defenses quickly collapsed in the face of Wan Jian Jue, which was several times more powerful than the original version.

The three of them were about to use their body to evade, when they suddenly discovered that the rain of swords actually contained the power of the stars that restricted their movements?

"What the hell-"

The short exclamation was not finished before it was submerged in the full-screen AOE.

Even if they only had a glimpse of what was going on with the help of the illusion, the shaking of the earth and the deafening sound were still like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every monk who was watching, making them fascinated and excited.

The battle between the bosses at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage is so terrifying!

Everyone held their breath and stared at the billowing smoke.

After a long time, the dust settled.

Xiaoyaozi and Feihuazi fell among the rocks, in extremely miserable conditions.

Their clothes were dyed red with blood, and even the city-burning spears and Ningbi swords they relied on to fight could not be grasped, and they were scattered around casually.

The reason why Silk Blood Gou survived was entirely because of the beautiful figure standing in front of them.

Picking stars, Han Luoying.

At the critical moment, she finally took action and blocked the fatal blow for the two brothers.

As for the divine fortune teller...

Han Luoying knew that he had life-saving tools, so she didn't need to worry about them.

Keeping this evil-minded senior here will only affect the subsequent one-on-one decisive battle.

As a result, the fortune teller was killed and returned to the spring to wait for resurrection.

Chen Yu and Han Luoying looked at each other from a distance.

Han Luoying tilted her head and said, "Let my fourth and sixth brothers go. I will be your opponent."

Chen Yu grinned, "Now, let's discuss it. We must have a discussion attitude. What are the benefits of doing this?"

Han Luoying smiled slightly.

She was originally as cold and cold as the goddess above the nine heavens, but this smile was like the first bloom of a peony, captivating the country and the city.

"Your companion said that as long as I promise to let you deal with it after the defeat, you will definitely agree to my request."

"Grass! (a plant)"

Chen Yu turned around and glared at Lin Yueru.

defamation! My daughter slandered me!

The barrage was full of joy.

"Sure enough, Brother Lin knows how to use cannons."

"Every pig knows it. Someone who can be called Cannon Sanren will be a good thing."

"Brother, what you are saying is wrong. Why shouldn't we, a side sect, have a day off with the girl? Why isn't it a good thing?"

Another big boss Jie Jie smiled strangely: "Yes, this little friend killed the gang of thieves in Shushan and made rivers of blood flow. He has the same demeanor as I did back then!"

A malicious person glanced at this person's ID verification and was shocked to death on the spot.

"Fuck! Blood Demon Ancestor?"

As a result, another big boss emerged.

"Blood Demon?! You were the scourge of me all those years ago, and yet you're not dead yet?"

Blood Demon: "Old ghost Zeng from Kunlun! How can I be willing to die if you are not dead? Don't worry, I will send you down to reunite with your wife right now."

Elder Zeng: "It's up to me to reunite you with your damn disciples and grandsons. Let's put an end to this today."

So the two of them went offline at the same time, fearing that they were actually offline.

In just two months, countless monks have found unforgettable true love in the live broadcast room of Chen Yu and his daughter, and they can't wait to compete offline with real people.

And the grade is getting higher and higher. From the original leader of the five provinces, to the present ancestor in the Nascent Soul stage, making an offline appointment... to fight.

Han Luoying asked: "There is something I don't understand very well. Why do you know my sect's Ten Thousand Sword Art?"

Chen Yu curled his lips, "That fourth senior brother of yours is a pervert. He shamelessly followed us under the alias Li Xiaoyao for two months. After two months, I will be able to learn his three-legged cat kung fu even if I am a pig."

"Ah?" Zhao Ling'er was shocked, "Brother Xiaoyao... Li Xiaoyao is actually that Shushan sword cultivator?"

Lin Yueru rolled her eyes, having given up hope in the intelligence of this stupid future stepmother.

"Three-legged cat kung fu, right..." Han Luoying half-smiled, "The winner is king. If you beat me, it won't be too late to belittle Shushan."

She showed her sword.

A long sword that is completely snow-white and exquisitely carved.

"This sword is called White Emperor. The sword body was made by Ou Yezi, the master of the Shenge Workshop, who collected arctic meteorite iron from the North and hammered it for thousands of times. It is three feet and two inches long and weighs nine pounds and seven taels. The soul of the Demon King of the North is sealed in it, you Be careful, even if you are touched, your blood will be frozen."

Chen Yu blurted out: "It's so heavy. Are you sure it's an iron sword? It's not a silver sword, right?"

Han Luoying:? ? ?

"Sorry, the lines are not right. I should say, nice sword."

"It's a good sword." Han Luoying looked as reserved as Ximen Chuixue.

Chen Yu scratched his face.

Do I have to go through this cutscene? It feels so awkward.

He swung his sword across the sword.

"Yanluo Jingdian. It's about 3 meters long, and it weighs... well, I don't know anything about it anyway. It's nothing special, but it can learn skills secretly. You should also be careful, don't steal all your unique skills by me."

Han Luoying smiled, "So that's it. It's your ability to steal it."

I have to say that the sense of ritual is somewhat useful.

Competing with each other, the anticipation for the showdown between the top players naturally builds up.

Chen Yu gave a long laugh, "I'm in a good mood now. I hope you will go all out and not disappoint me."

"Both each other." Han Luoying slowly drew her sword, "There are too few opponents who can make me happy. Please wake up, because..."

Her emerald eyes ignited with a strange look, like a child getting a new toy.

"When I get excited, I won't hold back. I might kill you on the spot."