Chapter 189: Dragon Fighting Tiger

When the flames subsided slightly and the three ghost objects pounced on Wang Yu again with murderous intent, more than ten fire lights sprayed out from the Wind Fire Chant in Wang Yu's hand. The explosion of more than ten fireballs forced these ghost objects to retreat again and again.

Sure enough, things like fierce souls were still restrained by fire spells.

At this time, Wang Yu flipped one hand, took out a "magazine," and calmly changed the Wind Fire Chant with new "ammunition."

The black-robed youth on the giant skeleton in the distance saw this scene, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he waved the crystal bone banner in his hand. Three strands of pitch-black yin gas flew out from it, landing on the three fierce soul ghost objects respectively.

"Puff."

White flames a foot high emerged on the black armor of the three ghost objects.

When another round of fireballs exploded nearby, turning into a sea of fire, the crimson flames touched the white flames on the ghost objects, and immediately made a strange "zi-zi" sound, and the crimson flames were actually blocked outside.

The three ghost objects immediately screamed and rushed through the sea of fire, and green fireballs and rolling yellow sand swept toward Wang Yu.

Wang Yu pinched a spell with one hand, and a layer of crimson light shield appeared on his body. The green fireballs and yellow sand hit it, turning into balls of green flame flowers and rolling yellow mist.

And the ghost object that had grown in size and was covered in bone spurs took the opportunity to rush to the front of the light shield, its sharp ten fingers like ten short blades, grabbing wildly at the light shield.

On the crimson shield wall, after only twelve crimson spirit patterns appeared slightly, it remained motionless.

"Twelve Spirit Pattern Fire Flame Shield."

The black-robed youth on the giant skeleton saw this, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

Just at this moment, Wang Yu inside the light shield suddenly saw the Wind Fire Chant artifact disappear, and instead, a blue-red long saber appeared. His arm moved, and dense saber shadows rolled out, cutting the ghost object that was only inches away into countless pieces.

Then, he tucked the long saber into his waist, pressed one hand on the hilt, and after a saber-drawing technique, his figure "swished" and shot out.

In front of the other two ghost objects not far away, a bright saber light flashed, two ghost heads flew into the sky, and the two headless bodies collapsed and dissipated, turning into rolling black gas.

Wang Yu waved the long saber and looked at the giant skeleton, already pondering in his heart whether to urge the Wind Fire Wheel to kill the opponent with one saber.

It was just that after continuously urging the two eleven or twelve spirit pattern spells of the Fire Flame Shield and the Wind Fire Wheel, his internal magic power was not much left. If one strike didn't succeed, he might fall into a passive situation of insufficient magic power.

At this moment, the black-robed youth chuckled, waved the bone banner in his hand, and the black gas nearby rolled and condensed. The three fierce soul ghost objects that had just been killed appeared again intact, and pounced on Wang Yu without hesitation.

Wang Yu's face sank. He didn't pay attention to these three black-armored ghost objects anymore, letting them attack and grab the crimson light shield on his body. Instead, he carried the long saber, his eyes flashing with crystal light, staring dead at the black-robed youth on the giant skeleton.

Sure enough, the black-robed youth not only resurrected the three fierce souls, but also inserted the banner in his hand onto the giant skeleton's crown. Then he pinched a spell with both hands.

Strands of black gas emerged from the bone banner, and countless ghost wailing sounds came from it. Vaguely, countless ghost shadows were visible in it, circling the black-robed youth crazily, forming a black mist wall.

The black-robed youth gave a loud shout, and rolling black gas rushed into the sky, turning into a giant black hand, like a giant object supporting the sky, grabbing down fiercely at Wang Yu in the light shield opposite.

Before the giant five fingers fell, a terrifying gale whistled and rolled over, making the air around him tremble.

Wang Yu's face changed slightly. This kind of momentum could absolutely not be displayed by the tenth-ranked true disciple of the Black Soul Sect. The opponent absolutely hid his strength. Even the Fire Flame Shield might not be able to block such a terrifying strike.

Thinking of this, the light shield on Wang Yu's body flashed and disappeared. He stepped on the void with one foot, and his figure didn't retreat but advanced, flipping over with a somersault. Under the blurred and distorted series of residual shadows, his figure flashed out from among the three fierce soul ghost objects and under the black giant hand, crossing a distance of six or seven zhang, and arrived above the black-robed youth.

After taking a deep breath in the air, his body suddenly grew a circle larger, the pale golden tiger head appeared on his back, his arms grew thicker again, the blue-red long saber moved, and he slashed down fiercely, and a saber shadow several feet long rolled out.

At the same time, his other arm blurred, his five fingers grew several times larger, and he slapped down. The golden yellow mist wrapped around his arm rolled and condensed, and a pale golden giant handprint phantom left his hand and pressed down with a boom.

The black-robed youth below saw this, his face also changed slightly, but he stepped on the giant skeleton beneath him with one foot, grabbed the bone banner in front of him with the other hand, and waved it fiercely.

With a "puff."

The giant skeleton's crown suddenly shattered, and the black-robed youth fell directly into the ribs of the skeleton's chest with the bone banner. At the same time, the skeleton's two giant bone hands grabbed toward the blue-red saber shadow and the pale golden handprint phantom respectively.

"Bang," "Boom."

Two completely different sounds came. The blue-red saber shadow slashed one giant bone claw into several pieces, but it also collapsed and dissipated itself.

The other giant bone claw, as soon as it touched the giant golden handprint phantom, was shattered section by section.

The black-robed youth below raised the bone banner with one hand and pointed at the top. Rolling black gas rolled out from the banner, turning into a thick air column and hitting the golden handprint phantom fiercely.

The loud roar was continuous.

The golden handprint phantom was topped and couldn't fall. After flashing wildly a few times, it finally disappeared into dots of golden light.

Wang Yu saw this situation in the air, his eyes narrowed, and suddenly he flipped down with another somersault. The blue-red long saber in his hand suddenly disappeared, and instead, he held a fist in one hand and separated his five fingers in the other. Then both arms blurred at the same time.

Sharp screeching sounds erupted in the nearby void, and dense pale golden fist shadows and pale golden handprint phantoms fell down from the sky with a boom.

He actually intended to rely on his powerful body refining technique to forcibly crush the defense below.

The black-robed youth's face changed drastically again. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat a ball of essence blood onto the bone banner in his hand, then threw it high into the sky, turning it into a layer of black light curtain to block the air.

The next moment, dense golden fist shadows blasted onto the light curtain one after another, immediately stirring up golden and black lights.

Even though the black-robed youth pinched spells with both hands continuously, injecting magic power into the black light curtain crazily, the black light curtain still trembled violently, flickering, as if it could shatter at any time.

At this time, the black-robed youth didn't show a look of panic on his face, but stared fiercely at Wang Yu's figure who was still attacking wildly from below.

Just at this moment, a fluctuation in the void behind Wang Yu appeared, and two silver-white hands flashed out, hugging his waist fiercely. ===== CHAPTER 190 =====