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Chapter 184: The Great Battle

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One night passed.

Early the next morning, the disciples of the four sects in the valley, led by the two true disciples, quietly left the valley and took flight on numerous flying boats, heading toward the location of the spirit herb garden.

But after flying only half the distance, a continuous sound of air being torn apart came from the horizon ahead. Dozens of disciples from the three demonic sects appeared, riding various flying artifacts.

Seeing this, the senior brother Tian in front waved his hand, and the disciples of the four sects behind him spread out in a long snake formation, slowly pressing forward.

The numbers on both sides were roughly equal. Two people flew out from the demonic team and went directly to meet the two senior brothers.

"Kill!"

It was unknown who in the teams said it, but immediately, all kinds of spells and artifacts were unleashed by both sides. Colorful lights intertwined and exploded between them, turning into numerous brilliant, dazzling rays.

Following this, the two sides' flight lights crossed, and they each found their opponents to begin fighting.

Wan Shan, beside Wang Yu, gave a low shout, found a black-soul sect disciple with a thick beard nearby, and with a face full of murderous intent, released a black iron awl artifact and went straight to meet him.

Wang Yu's eyes flashed with crystal light, and he locked onto "Dai Zong" at the first moment.

This person could be considered quite conspicuous among the many demonic disciples. He wore a high crown and a large green robe, and he had released a giant black-red bear that roared incessantly in front of him, slapping away all the artifacts and even spells that came near.

At this moment, Dai Zong's gaze was fixed on Yue Lengshan, who was fighting fiercely with a young woman from the Joyous Palace. He held a green copper bottle in his hand, chanting words, and a strange emerald green halo appeared on his body.

Within a radius of more than ten zhang around Dai Zong, no one dared to approach, as if everyone knew that his poison arts did not distinguish between friend and foe.

Seeing this, Wang Yu flipped one hand, and a blue-red long saber appeared in his hand.

But just at this moment, a ball of white light flew out from the hand of another male disciple wearing Joyous Palace attire nearby, smashing down at him. Inside the white light, there was a faint black and white iron plate resembling a Bagua diagram.

But at this moment, Wang Yu had already taken a deep breath, his body suddenly growing a circle larger. Then, he spat out a white wave of air, and his upper body grew another circle larger, tearing through his clothes. A lifelike tiger head appeared on his back, and at the same time, wisps of golden yellow mist emerged on his arms, vaguely condensing into an exquisite arm guard.

"Boom!"

Wang Yu, having activated his breathing technique, blurred one arm, and amidst a sharp screech, struck out a massive golden yellow fist shadow at the iron plate in the air, instantly blasting it away.

Before that Joyous Palace disciple could be shocked and react, Wang Yu had already tucked the long saber into his waist, pressed one hand on the hilt, and with his eyes flashing with crystal light, his arms grew another circle thicker, and he chanted words.

Blue and red spirit patterns suddenly appeared on his calves, and at the same time, blue and red light clouds rolled up, and a pair of blue and red light wheels appeared on his feet.

With a "swish," Wang Yu suddenly disappeared from where he stood, and a faint "Saber Drawing Technique" echoed in the void.

The next moment, a bright saber light rolled up within the emerald green halo.

Dai Zong reacted with great alarm, but it was already too late.

With two "puffs," the two layers of golden yellow light curtains that lit up on his body were shattered and extinguished by the saber light in the blink of an eye.

The heads of the man and the beast flew into the sky, two columns of blood sprayed out, and the two headless corpses swayed a few times before falling from the air to the ground.

At this time, Wang Yu's figure flashed again in the void behind, but his feet were charred, and a layer of faint green gas appeared on his face.

Poisoned in such a short time. No wonder the two senior brothers were so wary of this Dai Zong?

Wang Yu felt his internal magic power slightly sluggish, and at the same time, there seemed to be some scorching things on the surface of his skin, as if living things wanted to break through his protective "air film" and burrow into his body. He was also slightly shocked in his heart.

But the few people nearby who were watching Wang Yu's strike were all startled.

The four sects of the Great Ming Prefecture were better off; they were just overjoyed at Wang Yu's formidable strength, as he had killed Dai Zong, the poison demon, with one strike.

The people on the demonic sect side, however, were so scared that they retreated one after another. In the blink of an eye, a large area was cleared around Wang Yu's location.

That male Joyous Palace disciple who had just attacked Wang Yu was even more scared out of his wits, and without thinking, he immediately took to the air and flew away.

At this time, Wang Yu raised his hand and took out several talismans, slapping them onto his body one after another. Various spirit lights and spirit liquids for dispelling and purifying appeared one after another. His feet healed as before in the blink of an eye, and the poison on the surface of his body was washed away. The discomfort in his body also returned to normal after circulating his magic power a few times.

At this time, after scanning his surroundings, he took in the situation on the battlefield.

He saw that the two true disciple battles, whether intentional or unintentional, were both in the higher air.

In one place, half was a light blue water curtain and half was rolling black gas.

In the light blue water curtain, thick tentacles emerged from time to time, smashing wildly at the opposite side.

In the black mist, a giant white bone skeleton was vaguely visible, holding two giant bone blades in its hands, while spitting strange white flames from its mouth, also hacking wildly at the tentacles and the light blue water curtain.

In another place, the white-clothed woman unleashed a giant sword box, from which countless dense green sword shadows sprayed out, stabbing and slashing wildly at the opposite side.

Opposite her, the Joyous Palace young woman's figure was already submerged in a large area of pink mist, but from time to time, various beautiful figures with enchanting figures flashed out, and bursts of coquettish, lewd sounds were heard, making men blush and unable to control their fantasies.

As for the other places, although those ordinary disciples were fighting fiercely, with artifacts and spells flying all over the sky, most of them were in a stalemate, unable to determine a winner for a while.

Wang Yu's gaze flashed and landed on the bearded man who was controlling a flying knife, with a layer of green bamboo armor phantom appearing on his body, and was fighting Wan Shan to a standstill.

Something that greatly surprised Wang Yu happened: the bearded man of the Black Soul Sect's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly didn't even want his flying knife artifact, turned around, and fled to the rear.

This scene not only stunned Wang Yu, who was about to make a move.

Wan Shan, as his opponent, was also stunned by it.

Just at this moment, a fluctuation suddenly appeared in the void behind Wang Yu, and a large, furry foot flashed out from the void, kicking toward his back like lightning.

But Wang Yu's figure blurred, and he instantly turned around, his thick arm wrapped in a golden arm guard punched out, hitting the furry foot exactly.

"Boom."

A giant ape stumbled out from the void, stepping on the air and retreating several steps.

Wang Yu's body also "swished" and shot backward for five or six zhang before he stabilized his figure with a somersault, hovering in the air with white gas lingering on his body.

At the same time, on the other side, a slender, oily green sword with a talisman stuck to it also appeared silently beside Yue Lengshan and stabbed over quietly. ===== CHAPTER 185 =====

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