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Chapter 703 Waste! [Three]

"boom!"

"Boom!"

In the inner courtyard, everyone woke up very early on this day. Looking at the three-color thunder clouds gathering in one direction, their eyes were extremely shocked.

Although they didn't know what was going on, they knew that these three-colored thunder clouds were not normal, but a strange phenomenon!

In front of the attic where Yang Yu and the five people lived, everyone looked at Yang Yu, looking at the three-colored thunder clouds above the sky, with a strong shock in their eyes.

The eighth-grade pill was refined by a 19-year-old boy like Yang Yu, and his grade was not weak, which attracted the three-color pill thunder!

"Brother Yang Yu is really..."

Xun'er looked at this scene and really didn't know how to describe her mood. How strong will the 19-year-old eighth-grade alchemist be in the future?

It should be no difficulty to become the number one alchemist in the continent, right?

Moreover, when she looked at Yang Yu now, she could see very directly that Yang Yu had not reached the limit at all. Now that she has refined these two eighth-grade pills, it looks calm.

"Three-colored thunder..."

Yang Yu opened his eyes and looked at the Dan Lei gathering from above the sky, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

This Dan Lei is a good thing, and may be an important resource for Yang Yu to improve his strength in the future.

"Three-colored thunder requires a strong man from Dou Zong to be able to win. Huh, it seems that this thunder is still a big problem."

Yang Yu stood up, then spread his Kunpeng divine wings and soared into the sky, and rushed straight to the three-colored thunder.

"boom!"

The three-colored thunder gathered quickly. When Yang Yu rushed into the sky, a heavenly disaster fell, as if it was a heavenly punishment.

"Sun Fist!"

Yang Yu was not at all panic or afraid, just thunder tribulation. The thunder tribulation that Yang Yu had faced was countless more terrifying and fierce than it, and he didn't care about the fierceness and terror of this heavenly tribulation at all.

"boom!"

Yang Yu's fist marks bombarded, and the power of the sun gathered in the Sun Fist, as if the most terrifying and fierce pressure was between the agitation and the world, and it directly collided with the three-colored thunder.

"boom!"

The power of the sun was raging, turbulent between heaven and earth. In front of Yang Yu and around him, a ray of thunder had been blown away, turning into wisps of thunder and gradually dissipating between heaven and earth.

"swallow!"

However, Yang Yu did not let these three-colored thunders dissipate between heaven and earth. In Yang Yu's hand, a pitch-black long bow appeared, and then, beside Yang Yu, countless thunder began to gather, all pouring into Yang Yu's body. With a wisp of spiritual energy in the world, all of them disappeared into Yang Yu's body.

The black bow in Yang Yu's hand suddenly pulled a full string at this moment, and wisps of thunder filled it, turning into an arrow, containing the violent power of thunder.

"Thunder attribute fighting spirit?"

Looking at Yang Yu, Lin Xiuya and others below were obviously stunned. Seeing Yang Yu's body rushing out of the fighting spirit that gathered into an arrow, his eyes became strange.

Yang Yu became an alchemist. Logically speaking, it should have a dual attribute fighting spirit with fire attributes and wood attributes.

But what is the thunder attribute fighting spirit now? Could it be that Yang Yu's fighting spirit has three attributes?

"boom!"

Before these people could come back to their senses, another thunder thunder fell down within the three-colored thunder above the sky and fell straight towards the alchemy furnace below.

"call out!"

However, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded. On the way the three-color thunder thunder fell, a dazzling thunder arrow streaked across the sky and directly collided into the three-color thunder thunder.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The big explosion appeared again, and countless thunders exploded before the sky. The thunder arrows collided with the three-colored thunder, just like Mars colliding on the earth. The terrifying power of destruction caused layers of fine cracks to emerge in the void of the explosion land.

Below, everyone's eyes widened, three-colored thunder, even if the Dou Zong's powerful people were facing it, they would be in a lot of trouble, let alone Dou Emperors like Yang Yu.

However, Yang Yu has not only destroyed two thunders head-on, but also has the ease of himself. In this case, everyone has to feel terrified.

Although Yang Yu looked just a six-star Douhuang at this moment, his combat power was probably far more than that. Even if he fought, even Douzong might not be Yang Yu's opponent!

The three-colored thunder is terrifying, but it does not cause too much roulette to Yang Yu. Not long after, Yang Yu had already destroyed all the three-colored thunders.

When Yang Yu fell, two eighth-grade pills were completely formed at this moment!

"Eighth grade alchemist!"

Around the surroundings, due to the appearance of the three-colored thunder, almost all the students in the inner courtyard who were practicing in the Burning Heaven Qi Training Tower rushed over at this moment.

There were traffic and crowds of people. Everyone watched Yang Yu put two eighth-grade elixirs into the jade bottle, swallowing a mouthful of saliva to calm the shock in his heart.

Now, they have seen what the real monster is!

Yang Yu is only nineteen years old at most, but such a young man is not only in a state of fighting power, but is already at the level of the Fighting Emperor!

What’s even more terrifying is that Yang Yu is actually an eighth-grade alchemist. You know, the status of an eighth-grade alchemist is sometimes more noble than a strong man in this Dou Qi Continent!

It can be said that if Yang Yu went to Zhongzhou now, he would probably become the center of Fengyun. The real peerless monster will stir up Fengyun and be famous all over the world!

"Although I will refine the thunderstorm pill sooner or later this day, I am very unhappy when I was refined in advance by being provoked by a fifth-grade alchemist like you, who can only be considered a half-baked waste, and I am very unhappy."

Yang Yu put away the Bagua Pill Furnace and two eighth-grade elixirs, and when he looked at Han Xian, his eyes became extremely cold.

"You...you...I...I...I didn't mean it. I'll give fire energy now, eight hundred...no, I'll give one thousand fire energy now, one thousand fire energy, you can let me go!"

Han Xian's face suddenly became extremely frightened. Looking at Yang Yu, his voice trembling.

"Let you go?"

Yang Yu sneered, then rushed directly to Han Xian's body, and slapped his palms on his abdomen.

"puff!"

Han Xian squirted a mouthful of blood from his mouth and his figure flew backwards.

"From now on, be a useless person and experience the taste of despair."

Yang Yu looked at Han Xian, who was flying out with a pale face, and strands of patterns in his palm were dissipating.

"My fighting spirit! My fighting spirit! Damn guy, what did you do? Where is my fighting spirit?!"
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