"After turning to refine your body, you will be invincible with the golden body! Fear!"

Li Tong, who had already rushed over to kill Wang Yu in the opportunity, suddenly realized that Wang Yu, who was still slow to move, suddenly started to speed up and exclaimed: "How is that possible!"

"Nothing is impossible. Three-star martial arts, Nine Evil Fist, Nine Evil Fist, Ten Thousands of Ghosts are coming out at once, and thousands of ghosts are conquered! Destroy!" Wang Yu shouted.

"Bang!"

Li Tong, who did not make any defense, was directly hit onto the Dantian by Wang Yu.

"Ah! My cultivation level!" Li Tong, who was directly smashed by Wang Yu's Nine Evil power, was now clearly feeling that his cultivation level and life were leaving his body bit by bit.

"How is it possible? How could you break through my sea of ​​blood!" Li Tong was almost aged and slowly began to grow old from a young man in his forties. If he had no cultivation, he could only watch himself slowly die. This was the case at this time. You must know that under his sea of ​​blood, he could kill the Nascent Soul cultivator above the level. This is what he would be proud of for the rest of his life. It is precisely because of his sea of ​​blood that he has gained the reputation of the Blood Hand Li Tong.

When Wang Yu saw Li Tong who was getting older, to be honest, he didn't expect that Li Tong had no defense at all. The consequences of a cultivator who had no defense were imaginable by his undefeated golden body and the power of the Nine Evils. If Li Tong hadn't been careless and thought he was sure to win, I was afraid that Wang Yu would not have succeeded in one blow.

Then Wang Yu said to Li Tong: "Nothing is impossible. Your blood sea is indeed very strange. Even if you change to a Jindan monk with the same cultivation level as you, I am afraid that he will hate this place. But I tell you that your blood sea is useless to me. I am not only a qi cultivator but also a physical cultivator!"

Li Tong seemed to understand after hearing Wang Yu's words, but it was too late at this time. His cultivation had fallen from the peak of the Golden Pill to the third level of Qi training, and he was already covered in white hair.

"Haha... Cough cough... I, Li Tong, didn't expect that I could actually see the legendary physical practitioner in my lifetime... Cough cough... It's worth it..." Then I closed my eyes forever, and the golden elixir in my body that was about to become infants also shattered...

Mu Hui, who was fighting Han Yiruo on the other side, heard the movement here and turned his head to look at it, but he saw Li Tong, who was already lying on the ground and covered in white hair.

"You were actually distracted during the battle!"

"Six-star martial arts, the fallen gods in the sky, the fallen gods! Slash!"

"Bang!"

Mu Hui was directly stabbed in the shoulder by Han Yiruo with a sword.

"ah!"

Mu Hui felt the severe pain from his shoulders, but now his heart was only covered by Li Tong's miserable appearance just now, so he could not care about the pain.

"Wang Yu, you kill Li Tong!" Mu Hui asked in horror.

After hearing Li Tong's words, Wang Yu immediately said, "The person is right in front of you, can't you see clearly?"

"How is it possible? Li Tong's cultivation is infinitely close to the Nascent Soul! Could it be... Have you already formed a baby?" Mu Hui still couldn't believe that Li Tong, a bloody hand who was much stronger than him, died so miserably.

"Isn't it important to have a baby born? If you don't have the strength of a baby born, you are still a vulnerable waste!" Wang Yu said.

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Mu Hui believed in his inner guess even more. Wang Yu in front of him was definitely a Nascent Soul cultivator!

"Senior, please let me go, okay? I, Mu Hui, swear with my life soul. As long as you let me go, I, Mu Hui, will definitely not be enemies with you in the future!" Mu Hui said.

"You die, you will not become my enemy!" Wang Yu replied to Mu.

Mu Hui felt chill when he heard Wang Yu's words, thinking yes, he would not be an enemy of him even if he died, and the weak would not have any qualifications to make requirements. Then he said, "Okay, then you do it! I, Mu Hui, are not afraid of death, but I just regretted listening to the lies of the City Lord's Mansion! Alas!" Then Mu Hui threw his weapon to the ground and closed his eyes and waited for Wang Yu to end his life, because he didn't want to die as miserably as Li Tong.

Wang Yu was slightly shocked when he saw Mu Hui's appearance. He thought that Mu Hui was still a hero and could take it and let it go. In fact, if Mu Hui resisted, Wang Yu was really not sure to keep Mu Hui. But Wang Yu didn't know that Mu Hui had already regarded Wang Yu as a cultivator of the Nascent Soul level, so he naturally couldn't have the will to fight. After all, not everyone is like Wang Yu, who wants magic weapons and martial arts skills, and he can also refine nine-patterned top-grade elixirs. This is how strong people are respected in the cultivation world!

However, Wang Yu still put the knife on Mu Hui's neck, "Are you really not afraid of death?" Wang Yu asked.

Feeling a hint of chill from the neck, Mu Hui said lightly: "In Xuanming Continent, the strong are respected. If you lose, you lose. There is no need to make unnecessary struggles. Take action!"

After hearing Mu Hui's words, Wang Yu felt a little respect for Mu Hui in front of him, and then put away the Dragon Spirit Sword and said, "Follow me, I will give you freedom in a hundred years."

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Mu Hui opened his eyes and asked Wang Yu, "Don't you kill me?"

"Haha, what's the use of killing you? Will you not come if you kill the people from your city lord's mansion and those who come outside to ask my leader to reward me? So you can continue to live." Wang Yu said.

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Mu Hui did not thank Wang Yu with gratitude, but said, "Although I, Mu Hui, is not a person who is willing to be a slave. If you want to kill me, kill me. Mu Hui has no complaints. All of this is blamed for listening to the lies of the second governor of the City Lord's Mansion!"

After hearing Mu Hui's words, Wang Yu was really interested in Mu Hui. People who saw through life and death like this would chase him for a million spirit stones? Wang Yu was very confused and immediately said, "I asked you to follow me, not to let you be my slave, and I will not force you to do anything. As long as you swear with your original life soul, you can follow me within a hundred years. As for what you do, I don't care about."

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Mu Hui's desire to survive was rekindled. After all, who didn't want to live, and then asked, "Be serious about this?"

"A gentleman's word is as good as a horse!" Wang Yu said.

"Okay, since this is the case, I, Mu Hui, swear with my original life soul, and will be used by Wang Yu within a hundred years. If there is betrayal, thousands of insects will die!" Mu Hui looked at Wang Yu in front of him. Although he looked young, he did not seem to be a traitor, and swearing with my original life soul will be recorded in the way of heaven. If he violated it, the severity of the consequences will not be better than that of Li Tong who just died, and the soul will be directly bombarded by the thunder of heaven, and there will be no chance of reincarnation and cultivation.

Seeing Mu Hui, who was about to swear, Wang Yu smiled and said, "Okay, if you don't dislike me, I'll call you Brother Mu. Brother Mu, now you go out to find the commander of the city lord's mansion."

Mu Hui just heard Wang Yu's words and felt that his face changed drastically the next second, "What, the commander of the City Lord's Mansion, is the seventh-level Nascent Soul cultivation level. What's the difference between me going and dying? Otherwise, you'd better give me a good time now!"

Wang Yu smiled awkwardly when he heard Mu Hui's words. Mu Hui didn't seem to know the relationship between him and the general, and then explained: "Brother Mu is too worried. The general of the general of the lord's mansion is ours."

"What! The general of the city lord's mansion is ours!" Mu Hui couldn't believe it after hearing Wang Yu's words.

"Haha, don't worry, Brother Mu, how could you let you die? Don't worry, just go there. When you see the governor, ask him how he is doing. If you have the chance, bring the elite forces of the City Lord's Mansion here. I'll catch them all, so as not to go out and look for them one by one." Wang Yu explained to Mu Hui.

After hearing Wang Yu's words, Mu Hui could no longer calm down. He thought to himself, is this Wang Yu really a disciple from a certain eight-star sect? Not only did he have such cultivation at a young age, but even Xiong Neng, the seventh-level Nascent Soul, was his person! Then he said, "Subordinate!"

...

After seeing Mu Hui leave the illusion array using the method he taught him, Han Yiruo on the side said, "Yes, Wang Yu, I didn't realize that you are quite good at pretending to bewitch people's hearts!"

Wang Yu looked embarrassed when he heard Han Yiruo's words. After all, this was not what he thought of. It was just that Old Long at the bottom of the cliff suddenly sent a message to Wang Yu, "It's very useful to keep this person. What's going on. I won't explain to you now. You are like this...and then..." Then there was the scene that Han Yiruo just saw.

But I was afraid that Han Yiruo would not believe it, so I immediately said to Han Yiruo: "Let's go, go back first. There will be news about your father's whereabouts soon. Then I will go and save him with you."

Seeing Wang Yu suddenly changed the topic, Han Yiruo was about to say something, but then after hearing Wang Yu's words, he felt warm and thought, I didn't expect that Wang Yu looked stupid and caring, but Han Yiruo also thought of his father and murmured, "Father, where are you..."

...

I had nothing to say all night, and the next day dawn.

"Teacher, now you can tell me why I had to keep Mu Hui's life and conquer him as my own!" Wang Yu asked.

"Haha, don't be anxious, kid. I'll catch this fish." Old Long said with a mysterious back to Wang Yu.

"Teacher, it's not me that you don't have bait, how can you get the fish hooked?" Wang Yu said to look at the fishing rod that Old Long didn't even put the bait.

When Mr. Long heard this, he smiled and said, "Haha, you don't understand this, kid, right? As the saying goes, Jiang Shang fishes, and the wishes take the bait!"

Wang Yu saw Old Long with a persistent face and had to wait behind him, thinking that I wanted to see how you, the old man, took the bait.
Chapter completed!