The spirit stones shining with blood were exchanged in the air, and Yang Yu naturally got the spirit stones that Yue Wan fully guaranteed, which also meant that the life and death battle between the two had taken effect.
"Grandpa, what should I do, grandpa? What should I do?" Wei Meiling said anxiously in the audience.
"Well, I have no choice. The life and death battle was decided by the boy himself. Whether he can survive or not depends on him." Upon hearing this, Wei Ci could only shake his head and sigh.
Wei Ci's mouth was full of denials, because Wei Ci knew how big the gap was between the Spiritual Skill King and the Spiritual Skill King. Even if Yue Wan was not in a fighting constitution, there was still a 90% chance that Yang Yu would not survive.
"Boy, you've taken some pills too. Can you take my punch?" Yue Wangquan said contemptuously, looking at Yang Yu on the ground.
Yue Wangquan didn't care at all that Yang Yu was taking this medicine. Even if Yang Yu was full of blood, he could still cripple or even kill Yang Yu.
"Come on!" Without any more words, Yang Yu had already prepared to accept the challenge. After all, he was the one who decided to fight the life and death fight. Yue Hua's expectations were also in his hands, and he had no room to retreat.
"Hahaha, okay, then let's die!" The smile on his face faded, and Yue Wanquan began to gather the spiritual power in his fists.
As the King of Spiritual Skills, Yue Wangquan can match the main spirit skill with any strike. Now, Yue Wangquan only accumulated a little bit of power, and the power of his fists has risen to the level of the King of Spiritual Skills.
In ten seconds, the power of Yue Wangquan's fist had risen to the level of a spiritual master. On the ground, Yang Yu was also mobilizing all the available spiritual power in his body.
Within thirty seconds, the power of Yue Wangquan's fist had risen to the level of a spiritual master, and some halo could even be seen around his fist.
Within a minute, the power of Yue Wangquan's fist had barely reached the level of the Spiritual Skill Emperor. Looking at Yang Yu on the ground who had not raised any decent defense for him, Yue Wangquan also stopped gathering spiritual power.
On the ground, Yang Yu had mobilized 70% of his spiritual power. At this moment, the light of Ren Bing's fist on Yang Yu's right fist was the brightest Yang Yu had ever seen.
"It's about to start, it's about to start"
"Why are you so excited? You're not the one to hit me."
"Would you like to guess whether that kid can block this blow?"
"Are you kidding? One hit will kill you!"
"Then I'll bet he can withstand this blow"...
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, and they even forgot that they originally came to see a romantic wedding, but now, it was a bloody life-and-death fight.
"Boy, now I will let you know what will happen if you offend me, Yue Wangquan, ugh!" After gathering his fist strength, Yue Wangquan said what he thought was his last words to Yang Yu.
Originally, Yue Wanquan was in the air, but now he was using his swooping force. From the looks of it, Yang Yu might not be able to withstand it.
"Come on! Ah!" On the ground, Yang Yu was 200% alert, and all the muscles in her body were tense to the extreme.
At this moment, this is Yangyu's best state. After the battle with Yuexiu and the two, Yangyu's defense of the Immortal Physique and the attack of the sub-Conquering Physique have been fully loaded, plus the pill he just took, this is That's all Yang Yu can give.
The King of Spiritual Skills is extremely fast, and it only takes a blink of an eye to go from shouting to fist fighting.
The first second Yue Wangquan's fist hit Yang Yu's fist, Yang Yu's crystal clear Ren Bing glove, which carried half of his hope, was suddenly broken into pieces.
Maybe Yue Fanquan's attack had too much wear on Ren Bing's gloves, and Ren Bing, who turned into fragments, disappeared all of a sudden.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Ren Bing's disappearance meant that Yang Yu was about to face off against the Spiritual Skill Emperor. Although it was just a punch, this punch had already reached the level of the Spiritual Skill Emperor.
During the confrontation, all the spiritual power that Yang Yu mobilized was exhausted by Yue Fanquan's attack before he could hold on for two seconds.
Next, a more cruel scene happened. First, all the clothes on Yang Yu's right arm were shattered, and then Yue Fanquan's spiritual power began to erode Yang Yu.
body of.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!", Yang Yu screamed in pain, but Yang Yu still kept fighting with Yue Fanquan. That was because Yang Yu did not receive all of Yue Fanquan's blow. Down.
Five seconds, just five seconds, Yang Yu finally recovered 80% of his health.
However, Yang Yu is at least the king of spiritual skills! Ren Bing was the vanguard, Lingli was the central defender, and HP was the backup. After consuming so much, Yue Fanquan's punch was almost exhausted by Yang Yu.
In mid-air, as the King of Spiritual Skills, Yue Fanquan naturally knew how to use all the damage from this blow. Seeing that Yang Yu had no ability to resist, Yue Fanquan knocked out all the spiritual power at once. .
"Ah! Ah! Ah!", screams echoed through the sky. These were not Yue Fanquan's screams, but Yang Yu's. Finally, on the shattered earth, Yang Yu still caught Yue Fanquan's screams. The first punch.
But now, Yang Yu's current state is worse than any previous time, not to mention that Yang Yu has suffered a lot of wear and tear.
But this time, Yang Yu's right arm was actually broken by Yue Wangquan. This time, it was not the kind of break that was still hanging on the body, but was directly beaten away.
On the ground, Yang Yu's left hand was squeezing the wound on his broken arm, his legs were shaking, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, as if Yang Yu would faint in the next second.
"Hahaha, hahaha, I just punched you! Why can't it work? Do you want to admit defeat now?" Yue Fanquan, who was nothing at all, said arrogantly in mid-air.
"Oh! I'm sorry, I forgot. We are in a life-and-death fight, and you have no chance to admit defeat, hahaha." Yue Wangquan pretended to be enlightened for a moment. If he said it was annoying, he had definitely done it now.
In the air, in the auditorium, the angels clenched their fists, and the strong men frowned. Yue Wangquan was too unbeatable, but now, they can only be angry and cannot interfere with this competition.
"Sheep..." In the audience, Wei Meiling held her mouth with one hand. Sheep Yu's look was so miserable, but also so touching. She wiped her tears with one hand. She wanted to go up and help, but now she could only Just take a look.
"Ah! I, I'm not dead yet, I still have one more punch, and you lose with one more punch." On the ground, Yang Yu moved forward with difficulty, and with every step he took, a lot of blood would drip on the ground.
With a flash of green light, Yang Yu triggered the characteristic of immortality again, and now, Yang Yu still has 20% of his health.
In the air, Yue Wangquan also frowned, and now he was somewhat certain that this Yang Yu was the peerless genius back then.
The life and death of this peerless genius had deceived everyone, so now, Yue Wangquan was getting nervous, he didn't want to make any mistakes.
"Yang Yu, stop fighting, Yang Yu!"
"Brother Yangyu, don't fight, we don't want you to die, we don't want you to die -" In the air, Xinyi and Bei'er, who were controlled, once again broke away from Yue Fanquan's control, looking at the unyielding Yangyu on the ground, They could only shout at the top of their lungs.
Yue Wangquan did not interfere with the shouts of Xinyi and the two of them this time, because the life and death battle had been decided, and it was meaningless for the two of them to say anything else.
In fact, there is another reason. He could actually beat Yang Yu to death just now, but he spent a lot of spiritual power to control Yue Hua, Xin Yi, Bei'er, and Yue Yue, which made him barely manage to concentrate one punch. It has only reached the level of the Spiritual Skill Emperor.
But with this punch, he didn't want to give Yang Yu another chance to live.
"Yue, Wang, Quan, please stop, let him go, and I will marry you." Just as Yue Wangquan continued to gather his spiritual power, today, at this time, the bride's voice finally came from here.
The only one who could speak was Yue Hua. Her white and green luxurious dress was finally stained red by her own blood. Just now, she finally broke free from Yue Wanquan's control.
However, it was only control. She did not remove Yue Wanquan's soul-stealing essence. If it had been removed, Yuehua would have taken action against Yue Wanquan long ago.
"What?" He just said these two words, but Yue Fanquan's expression changed in three ways: joy at first, then confusion.
, and finally anger.
Yue Wangquan was happy that the woman he had been pursuing for decades finally agreed to marry him;
What is puzzling is why Yuehua didn’t agree earlier but not later, but now. Could it be because...
Angry, Yue Wanquan understood that Yuehua did not hesitate to harm his body and even agreed to marry him, just for this boy who made him lose face.
So now, Yue Wangquan has firmed up the idea that Yang Yu must be killed.
"Hahaha, hahaha, marry me? Do you agree to marry me? Yuehua, don't forget, you were originally going to marry me today."
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. This is a life and death fight. Even if you don't agree, you will still marry me after I kill him." Yue Fanquan said this at this moment. , has completely regarded Yang Yu as a love rival, and he has also forgotten that he is a spiritual skill king.
"You..." Looking at Yue Wangquan's crazy expression, Yuehua knew that he couldn't persuade him anymore.
"Yang Yu, I, I..., thank you." Looking at Yang Yu on the ground who refused to admit defeat and was still trying to gather strength even with only one arm, Yue Hua shed tears.
At this moment, she had a lot of things to say to Yang Yu, but looking at Xinyi and Yuehua who were looking at them who were even more sad than heartbroken, Yuehua also suppressed her words. In the end, she could only say a useless thank you. .
"Boy, I originally wanted to beat you to a state of suspended animation, but now, I have to make up my mind. If you are alive, Yuehua's heart will not be on me, so I want you to die now", looking at the ground Miserable but unyielding Yang Yu, Yue Wangquan said through gritted teeth.
Maybe this kind of abnormal love will destroy a person! Yue Wanquan may have forgotten that even if he killed Yang Yu, Yue Hua wouldn't like it! Yuehua and the others would most likely accompany Yangyu to death. If they didn't die, it would be to kill Yue Wangquan first.
"It's ridiculous, what is love? Love is knowledge, companionship, and companionship, not your imprisonment. It doesn't matter if you can kill me or not." On the ground, Yang Yu's spirit was shocked, and the blood from the broken part of his right arm was covered with blood. Yang Yu stopped temporarily, and the snow-white Ren Bing fist appeared on Yang Yu's fist again.
But now, Yang Yu can only fight with his left fist.
Yes, this is the reason why Yang Yu persists. Although he still has 20% of his health left, he has the second spiritual skill of not removing the skin shield. In other words, Yang Yu still has quite a hundred percent of his health. .
Another point is that Yang Yu can now use the Blood Bath Penetration Fist again. Yang Yu believes that this punch will definitely be able to resolve many of Yue Fanquan's blows. In that case, he can win.
