“The Master!”

In the Shrine of War, several of Xiao Yu's disciples shook and exclaimed in unison.

The battle letter is bombarded, and if the owner of the Biyou Palace shoots again, it will go straight to Xiao Yu!

“Hm!”

Xiao Yu is as stable as Taishan, indifferent, speaking out of a finger, in the past, scattered the letter of the war and then gathered, the previously disappeared figure, reappeared.

If he does not die, the seal of the war will not be destroyed, although it is scattered, but he can still be condensed again.

“I see you can hold it a few times!”The main of the palace rushed to the sky, stepped forward, prompted the ancient character, and once again suppressed the letter to the war.

“Hang!”

Once again, the letter of battle was broken, but the next moment, Xiao Yu quickly condensed out.

The word of war is stamped, and the energy is still in the middle of this world, and he can regroup, no matter how many times it is destroyed, it can be reproduced.

“Is that the real strength of the master?”

"Xiao Yu is also very powerful, in the face of the palace owner with a hand-held funeral device, can also support so long."Moreover, his war print is too powerful, equivalent to another self, and this incarnation, but almost immortal, in order to fight, innately invincible ah!"

In the Taoist shrine, the crowd sent out a burst of wonder, which is both the amazing strength of the main level of the palace, but also the reverberation of Xiao Yu's strong letter of war.

If, as Xiao Yu said, the letter of battle is another he, and he has the same body and strength, then this imprint will not be destroyed, he will be able to continue to shoot for him, and his opponent can't help him at all.

These means are incomparable.

“Hang!”

“Hang!”

“Hang!”

The strength of the main of the Biyou Palace was amazing, and the letter of the battle printed by Xiao Yu was smashed again and again, which I did not know was the first time.

Xiao Yu's words earlier, still in his ears, as long as he can overcome the virtual shadow of the war print, this battle will be his victory, the grievance between the Biyou Palace and Xiao Yu, but also a cancellation.

However, the battle to the present, the letter of the war is almost immortal, no matter how many times he bombards, he can re-unite, it seems that he really can't even win a mark that Xiao Yu condenses!

However, at least a little of the Beiyou Palace Lord feel at ease, that is, although he can not destroy the letter of the war, he can not be his strength now, Xiao Yu can't do him, the same can not win him.

The battle letter and Xiao Yu have the same strength and body, but now they can only be passively beaten, which is the best proof.

Is there a lack of heaven?Are too powerful forces bound?With a funeral, can you break through a level?”Xiao Yu continued to condense the letter of the war, and at the same time, he was thinking about the words of the old messenger of the Shrine.

After the sacrifice of the funeral device, the strength is several times stronger than before, even now Xiao Yu, there is no way to win for a while.

"After all, it has been wasted for five hundred years, if it is not these five hundred years, I am now, just recently entered the kingdom, in the face of the king of the palace, the other side to play under the full force, it is not easy to win."

Then he thought of something, and his eyes were shining.The funeral?

“Oh!”

Suddenly, something flew out of him, but it was a huge ancient figure.

“Hang!”

The lord of the Biyou Palace is using his own burial weapon to frantically bombard the letter of battle that Xiao Yu's constantly condensed.

Suddenly, an ancient figure flew out and flew above the figure of the war print.

“Hmmm!”

At this moment, the whole Taoist shrine seemed to sink a lot, as if something heavy had hit it.

“What is this?”The face of the owner of the palace changed wildly, only because, when this picture flew out, the burial weapon on his body had a feeling of being suppressed.

That feeling, like the courtier saw the emperor, photographed the king's authority, must bow down!

“It’s also a funeral!”I see this, my eyes are shining.

The ancient picture he sacrificed at this moment is the one that he had obtained before in the depths of the red valley of 30,000 miles.

When he got this picture, Xiao Yu felt that the picture was heavy, and even his strong body could only be barely raised.Today, his strength has improved compared with the past, and this picture gives him a feeling, but it is still extremely heavy.

“Is the weight of this picture going to increase with my strength?”In his heart, full of surprise.

At the same moment, the old riders of the sheep outside the light, in the moment of seeing Xiao Yue's sacrifice out of this picture, the old face also changed slightly.

“How could this picture be?“Has this picture fallen into his hands?”The old man's face became gloomy for a while, but all this, Xiao Yu did not notice.

“Hang!”

Gutuga, the bluff power of the war letter printing skyrocketed, as if breaking away a certain shackle and increasing strength.

“Oh!”

This time, the letter printing took the initiative to rush forward and once again came to the main body of the Biyou Palace.

“Break for me, give me a break!”The Lord roared wildly, desperately trying to mobilize the funeral.

However, his burial weapon, after the appearance of the ancient figure, seems to have failed, and no matter how he roused it, he did not react.

“Hmmm!”

One punch!Xiao Yu printed against the enemy with the word of war, without any other means, the way to shoot is simple and direct, just another punch to the owner of the Biyou Palace.

In this boxing, the Lord of Biyou Palace, flew out again, the blood in his mouth sprayed, and the breath of the whole person suddenly faded, falling to the ground, and the air was like a hair.

After falling to the ground, the owner of the palace struggled a few times, but in the end it was too badly injured, and finally, he could not get up again.

“This... the Lord of the Bianyou, has you failed?”

"Xiao Yu, really only by the letter of the war, defeated the lord of a great palace?"

At this moment, all the people, all fell into the fall, up and down the palace, everyone was stunned, and did not return to God for a long time.

“Oh!”With a sigh, the old man riding the sheep came forward and said, "The Lord of the Biyou Palace is defeated, this battle, the Shrine of War wins!"

As the old man announced the results, the people in the palace seemed to have passed God at this time, and the crowd burst out of all kinds of sounds.

“The family?It's me!The Lord was defeated, defeated by Xiao Yu!”

"Xiao Yu, there is a mysterious burial device, the breath is amazing, suppressed the owner of the Biyou Palace!"

"Yes, he did not personally shoot, by virtue of the incarnation condensed by the letter of the war!"

“...”

Those who have returned to God, in the first place, have transmitted these news back to their respective forces, and in a moment, this news has spread to all ten states.

At this time, the people of each palace, whether it was the disciples in the palace or those palace masters, looked at Xiao Yu's eyes, and it became very complicated.

“Is there anyone else to do it?”

When the owner of the palace was carried away from the field, the old man riding the sheep came to the void and looked at the other great spiritual palaces.

Silence.

At this moment, the Lord of the palaces has remained silent and no one has spoken.

The owner of the palace has been used even the funeral, and Xiao Yu?He had not even done it himself, so he defeated the owner of the palace.In each palace, several palaces asked themselves, even if they shoot again, it is difficult to have good results.