Emperor Zhenwu ended up personally. He was bound to win this time. Looking at Li Yu's appearance, Emperor Zhenwu sneered.

If Li Yu is killed, no one will mention the so-called serious Taoist again in hundreds of years.

Everyone will only say one thing: There was once a little Taoist priest who led Emperor Zhenwu to do it himself.

The weapon in Emperor Zhenwu's hand was a spear. The last time I saw him, Emperor Zhenwu didn't take it out at all.

With the sound of breaking through the air, the tip of the spear stabbed towards Li Yu's forehead.

Li Yu, who was in shock in the underground palace, reacted very quickly. He used a ladder to move back dozens of steps to avoid this attack.

Soon, Emperor Zhenwu turned around and stabbed him again.

This time, he was wrapped with thunder and lightning, and countless thunder and lightning emerged alternately, forming a slowly rotating array around Emperor Zhenwu.

Yin Mang flashed and charged towards Li Yu.

Deng Yuanjue was grateful to Li Yu for saving him several times and refused to stand idly by. Even though the other party was Emperor Zhenwu, Deng Yuanjue still tightened his grip on the Zen staff and wanted to fly forward.

Suddenly he felt his body sink. It turned out that he was pulled down by Fang La.

"You guys wait here, I'll help him!" Fang La didn't let his men go up to die, but he stepped forward resolutely.

The clothes all over his body were not windy, and they were full of swelling, which was the strong wind formed by the fist.

Fang La glanced at Li Yu in the air, and the two of them understood each other. A water spirit power immediately wrapped around Fang La's wrist, and then he rushed towards Emperor Zhenwu without hesitation.

Crack!

Countless silver lightnings emerged alternately, forming a thunder and lightning array again. Emperor Zhenwu, who was in the array, revealed the strength of the true god.

Seeing these two mortals, and seeing that he not only did not beg for mercy, but dared to come forward, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort, a sound like thunder:

"Dare you!"

Before he finished speaking, a green light erupted from his palm, and countless electric lights pulsed. The silver thunder and lightning around him had condensed together, forming a thunder and lightning array, and the silver light surged wildly, threatening to submerge his figure.

Faced with such a magic circle, Fang La did not hesitate at all, he chose to trust his companions.

Without using any defensive means, Fang La pushed his spiritual power to the extreme and punched the strongest punch.

The moment this punch hit, countless red flames suddenly appeared on Fang La's body, and his whole person instantly turned into a sun.

A dazzling red light spread out, covering a radius of several miles.

Emperor Zhenwu was knocked back by this desperate punch, and he stepped back continuously, looking a little embarrassed.

Fang La had no defense at all and took a direct shot from Emperor Zhenwu, causing his blood to surge and all his meridians to become disordered. Fortunately, Li Yu's water spirit power healed his wounds.

Although Li Yu's treatment was timely, a huge wound was still made on Fang La's arm, revealing the white bones and blood gushing out.

His face was ugly, and he didn't care about treating the wound. Without saying a word, he swayed from side to side and punched again.

The Nine-Yang Divine Kung Fu is the most domineering technique in the world. It is so powerful that Li Yu himself has practiced it. How come he didn't know that he can punch up to three times.

So he himself became nervous. If these three punches could not hurt Emperor Zhenwu, then his side would really be in danger.

This was the first time that he faced a god of this level, and he was unsure of himself. However, sooner or later, there would be a complete war in heaven, so Li Yu had no idea of ​​escaping.

He tried his best to cast the spell, and countless runes lit up, hitting Fang La's body.

Fang La suddenly felt that his spiritual consciousness was as clear as ever. uuReading www.uukanshu.com His whole body was full of spiritual power, and his body movements were ten times faster than before. More importantly, there was no need to consider defense at all.

Li Yu's green vine shield protected him unreservedly, and Fang La suddenly accelerated several times and punched Emperor Zhenwu with his second punch.

The red ball of light formed by the fist wind suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of fire, rolling and shooting forward.

Everyone felt a burst of heat, the firelight reflected the faces of Li Yu and others, and the Gobi Desert seemed to be shrouded in this firelight.

Emperor Zhenwu couldn't stand this time. He kept retreating and finally fell to the ground, his face suddenly turned ashen.

Emperor Zhenwu lowered his head and looked at his chest. Three-thirds of the way to the left of his heart, there was a flesh-moulded wound still bleeding.

He raised his head and looked at Fang La indifferently, without any expression on his face.

Since he became the Zhenwu Great Emperor, he has never been injured, let alone that he would have been beaten to this point by a mortal.

The god's arrogance made it unbearable for him to endure such humiliation. He looked at Fang La and said, "You will die today!"

After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his hands, and dozens of blue auras shot out in all directions at the same time.

There was no longer thunder and lightning on his body, but thick silver arcs wrapped around him, making crackling sounds.

Forced to this point by a mortal, Emperor Zhenwu seemed to have a sinking face, but in fact, his heart was filled with rage.

Seeing this, Li Yu shouted loudly: "Without further delay, attack again quickly!"

Fang La immediately clenched his fists, turned his back to the sky, roared, and the surrounding wind and fire were radiating.

Li Yu desperately began to draw runes, and various buffs hit Fang La's body, helping him get twice the result with half the effort.
Chapter completed!