Chapter 108: Divine Sword appears

Facing Tang Linyuan's double pillars of fire, Yang Yu was not panicked at all.

This kind of martial technique that makes extreme use of fire power requires the user to have a fire-type sacred body to exert maximum power.

Using this move against ordinary martial artists has a very high lethality.

And on the other hand, other people with similar physiques are also more likely to resolve the power of the martial technique.

Yang Yu possessed the Red Flame Sacred Body and was also a third-tier alchemist, so he saw through the characteristics of this martial technique directly.

Whoosh!

When the pillar of fire attacked, a ferocious smile appeared on Tang Linyuan's face.

Die!

This kid is dead!

He will immediately turn into a scorched corpse!

But suddenly...

Yang Yu waved his hand.

A majestic Xuanqi sprayed out from his body, forming two flame-colored cyclones around him, like two burning black holes.

The cyclones were instantly thrown onto the two pillars of fire.

That irritable and powerful flame giant pillar merged into the cyclones just like that.

The power of the two offset each other, and it didn't cause any destructive effect at all...

"What?"

"Tang Linyuan's Flame Pillar was completely resolved?"

"Yang Yu is also proficient in controlling fire."

"Could it be that he is also some kind of fire-type sacred body?"

"I heard he became Master Liang's disciple and has the Red Flame Sacred Body."

"No wonder, using Flame Pillar on the Red Flame Sacred Body is like pouring water into the sea."

"He was already perfect, and he has the Red Flame Sacred Body, is he not letting people live?"

The crowd exclaimed.

The smile on Tang Linyuan's face, however, froze completely.

His proud martial technique didn't even cause a splash and was resolved just like that?

It was resolved, not blocked!

Resolved meant being completely seen through, losing miserably...

"Impossible, impossible, how could you be the Red Flame Sacred Body?" Tang Linyuan's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, "When I saw you last time, you were clearly just an ordinary fire-affinity physique!"

"There are many things you don't understand."

Yang Yu laughed and pinched a hand seal with one hand.

Then he clapped his palms in the air dozens of times.

Slap, slap, slap!!

Saying dozens of times, it was actually finished in the blink of an eye.

Dozens of Xuanqi condensed into visible fireballs, bombarding out like cannonballs.

Seeing this, the crowd was dumbfounded.

If Yang Yu only showed such strong fire control ability, it could still be understood.

But the key was that he bombarded so many fireballs in an instant, each one without reservation, Xuanqi like it didn't cost money.

Third layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, can consume Xuanqi like this?

Even at the first layer of the King Realm, one would have to calculate carefully, right?

"You motherfucker, are you human?"

Tang Linyuan was shocked when facing the dense flame bombardment.

Such a huge and massive attack, he couldn't dodge it, so he could only condense his defense feather garment with all his might to resist forcibly.

The feather garment was like a light shield, blocking Yang Yu's attack.

But these dozens of violent bombardments superimposed, the defense feather garment was rawly shattered.

"That's it?"

Yang Yu sneered.

He thought that since the other party was three layers higher in cultivation, it would be a hearty battle.

The result was nothing more than this.

This is the confidence brought by the Taixu Divine Art.

Force flying, no technique, all numerical values!

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Tang Linyuan was bombarded into a mess, large pieces of skin and flesh scorched, and his hair looked like it had been ironed.

Fortunately, his resistance to fire was very strong, and he didn't suffer any fatal injuries.

However, he had been famous for a long time, but he was beaten by Yang Yu in front of so many people.

It was just too embarrassing!

"This coffin of yours should be left for your own use." Yang Yu teased.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Tang Linyuan's mentality exploded even more.

When he appeared, he left a coffin, very domineering.

But now he lost all face!

"You forced me!"

Tang Linyuan's eyes were fierce, and he touched the space ring.

Suddenly, a blood-colored long knife appeared in his right hand.

When the long knife appeared, the originally scorching air around became a bit cold.

On the blade, a mist faintly radiated, making people shudder.

The crowd looked closely and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Wait, this knife... is the sect treasure of the Tianxiang Sect, Wanxiang Blood Blade!"

"It really is the Wanxiang Blood Blade, how could it be in his hands?"

"This knife is hidden in the sect's treasure pavilion and wouldn't appear at all."

"Even if Tang Linyuan is favored, he is not qualified to use this knife, let alone having lost his alchemy ability."

"Could it be... stolen? This is the only possibility."

Hearing these discussions, Tang Linyuan's expression became even more ferocious.

This knife was indeed stolen by him.

He stole the sect's treasure, violated a major taboo, and once exposed, he could never return to the sect.

Originally, he didn't want to take it out and wanted to leave himself a way out.

But now, he had no choice!

If he didn't kill Yang Yu, what was the point of considering a way out?

"Yang Yu, being able to die under the Wanxiang Blood Blade, can be considered your blessing."

Tang Linyuan licked his lips, his eyes bloodthirsty.

Since he had already taken out the Wanxiang Blood Blade, he didn't want to consider anything else, he just wanted to enjoy the slaughter!

"Wanxiang Blood Blade? Heh." Yang Yu was still indifferent.

"Dare to look down on me!"

Tang Linyuan's temples bulged, his eyes red, and he slashed at Yang Yu with the knife.

On the Wanxiang Blood Blade, endless Xuanqi was poured into it by him instantly.

The Xuanqi condensed on the knife, and it also turned blood red, radiating a creepy aura.

In an instant, layers of blade energy condensed on the blade, finally condensing into a huge blade energy like a blood curtain, slashing down fiercely.

"Wanxiang Blood Blade, it really lives up to its reputation, too terrifying." Many guests were startled.

Such powerful blade energy shouldn't be something Tang Linyuan could strike.

Treasure is treasure, it can make the user exert extraordinary combat power.

This time, Yang Yu is in danger...

"Heh."

Yang Yu was still in place, just glancing at the incense burner in the hall.

The auspicious time was almost over.

End the battle quickly.

Shhh!

When the blood-colored blade energy crushed down, Yang Yu's figure retreated slightly, and at the same time, with a thought, he took out the Taixu Divine Sword!

When the divine sword appeared, the powerful sword intent that seemed to come from ancient times instantly made the Wanxiang Blood Blade pale in comparison.

On the dark silver sword body, several ancient seals radiated mysterious light...

This was the divine sword resonance that only the Taixu Divine Art could trigger!

Yang Yu pinched a few finger seals with his left and right hands, held the sword in his right hand, and the sword tip tapped lightly at high speed, landing on the blood curtain blade energy that was several zhang long.

——Desolate God Sword Technique, Dipping Water Style!

Immediately, the unstoppable blood curtain sword energy shattered layer by layer, making a strange sound that made people's scalps tingle.

Finally, it turned into countless light and shadow fragments, scattered as chaotic Xuanqi, hidden between heaven and earth...

"This... what sword technique is this?"

"It must be an Earth-tier martial technique!"

"I heard that Family Head Bai once collected an Earth-tier peak martial technique, named Desolate God Sword Technique, it should be this move."

"It seems it was given to Yang Yu, I didn't expect him to practice it so well."

The crowd carefully savored this sword technique of Yang Yu, amazed.

Then someone shouted loudly:

"No, the key point is not the martial technique, but the sword in his hand."

"This sword... I just look at it, and I feel palpitations."

"I'm not afraid of being ashamed to say it, I even instinctively want to submit."

"Look, many low-tier martial artists are sweating coldly."