Heaven’S Devourer
The Art of Lightning Control

“When did Wu Yu grow so high?” Qing Mang did not dare to approach Su Yanli and the other personal disciples of the Sect Leader. He stood with a group of Sky Gazing Mountain disciples several streets away. His small head emerged from the crowd and stared at this shocking scene. Its small mouth is open so wide that you can put an egg in it.

He did a quick comparison. He was already weak, and now, beside Wu Yu, he would only reach his stomach.

“Now it's his turn to fight immediately. I really don't want him to lose. ”Qing Mang watched silently from the sidelines, his pale white face filled with anxiety.

To him, Wu Yu was like an older brother. Actually, he did have a brother in the mortal realm, but since Qing Mang had started the eternal path, he had never met him again.

Time passed, and the extremely suitable core disciples of the Qi Condensation Realm struggled for results one after another. In the blink of an eye it was already night, and the sun gradually retreated. It was a beautiful night, and the Immortal Battle at dusk was like an orange long sword, slanting into the sky. And the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were like ants in this Eternal Battle Stage.

“Last battle, Situ Minglang, Wu Yu.” The crowd had calmed down, but hearing Mu Ge's declaration, the crowd held their breaths. Finally, the main highlight of the day will begin. It was as if everyone had been waiting for this tense moment. The number of disciples in the Immortal Battle Stage had increased rather than decreased. Their anxious heartbeats were clearly reflected.

Before he left, Mo Shishu suddenly turned serious and spoke to Wu Yu seriously. “Young Brother, don't embarrass my master. If I were you, as long as I survived on that stage, then all honor would be saved. ”

Clearly, since the Sect Leader had protected Wu Yu a year before, he was now also seen as part of the reputation of the Sect Leader.

“Understanding!” At this moment, there was no point in saying more. Wu Yu lifted the sharp Devil Banishing Blade and reached the center of the battlefield within a few steps. Instantly, many gazes turned to focus on him again. After all these years as the prince of Dong Wu, he had been standing in the limelight for quite a while. Even here in the immortal sect, Wu Yu was quite calm.

Mo Shishu, Su Yanli, Qing Mang, and the others looked on with anticipation.

From the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there seemed to be doubt and disgust.

Situ Minglang, a cold and hateful gaze.

On the high platform, Lan Huayi and the various elders were watching closely from above!

All gazes were fixed on Wu Yu. It was like boundless pungent light dots that burned his body. Normal people were afraid of this level of heat, but Wu Yu really enjoyed it. He has the Unbeatable Body of Vajra. This level of heat only made his hot blood boil!

And now his Agile Stone Body has been processed. Under the setting sun, one could only see golden veins and roiling blood. His golden bones were glowing, and his entire body was covered in golden crystal meridians. It was like a sky full of stars. And in his mind, the indomitable Monkey King that was burning in flames. A gust of blood red wind howled around him!

“Wu Yu! That day you picked up the trash I left on the ground, do you remember your shame? ”Situ Minglang has been waiting for this opportunity to vent his hatred. That was unbearable. His body crackled with electricity, and he appeared in front of Wu Yu. The spiritual power of his martial cultivators began to prepare a storm in the mountains.

“Situ Minglang, that day, I massacred your two brothers but walked away without anything happening to me. Do you remember how sad you were? ”Wu Yu's words were conveyed calmly. Situ Minglang was too naive. Such pre-battle taunts were nothing new to Wu Yu, who had been training on the battlefield for a long time. As he said so, all the calmness that Situ Minglang had meticulously built up shattered, and only his raging fury remained.

Bang out!

Situ Minglang was boiling, and the disciples could feel his terrifying spiritual power!

“Wu Yu's, he's so brash. And it was with the Sect Protector present .... ”The disciples were surprised by how brave Wu Yu was.

Recalling what they saw, Wu Yu's greatest battle praise defeated Yu Huaishan, and there was a different world between Yu Huaishan and Situ Minglang. At this moment, the crowd suspected that Yu Yu would be cut down by Situ Minglang in a matter of a few breaths.

“Wu Yu cursed.”

“Today, the Sect Leader is not here, and the Sect Protector is here. No one could save Wu Yu under the supervision of the Sect Protector. ”

Actually, most people think this way.

In an instant when the crowd started to live, Situ Minglang was completely unable to contain himself. This young demon stood in front of Wu Yu and recited his mantra. In a trice, an immortal treasure appeared, flew into the clouds and then descended into his hands. It was a hardened spirit sword. Blue light flowed along the edge, sharply glittering. When it clashed, the blue light spewed out thunder and lightning attached to the blade, creating a loud cracking sound, emitting a terrifying power that made one numb.

A faint lightning symbol could be created in the sword hilt. It was that symbol that absorbed the lightning essence from the world and channeled it into the sword. That is what makes it an eternal treasure.

Only an immortal could use an immortal treasure.

“Through Rods Blade!”

When Situ Minglang held the Lightning Blade with both hands, electricity flowed throughout his body. In an instant, his black hair flew wildly. He looks so awesome!

Wu Yu had heard that in the year Situ Minglang had secluded himself, he had not only managed to condense his qi, but had also developed the Art of Lightning Control. Against those of the same level, his fighting prowess was somewhat blasphemous.

Hmh! Hmh!

Situ Minglang suddenly raised his head. His eyes were covered with electricity. He looked at Wu Yu and attacked wordlessly!

“Petir Heartpiercer!”

This is a dao technique!

Situ Minglang read out his chant while holding his sword in one hand. Halfway through, he finished chanting the spell, knocking on his Lightning Rod Blade. At that moment, it seemed like he had boundless spiritual power, which was manifested on the longsword. The electricity on the blade is 10-fold amplified. Situ Minglang used his dominant power to charge forward with lightning-fast footwork. Each step covered 100 feet, and he lunged straight into Wu Yu's heart. If he was struck by lightning, he would die.

Situ Minglang's move immediately stirred up a commotion. In the overall picture, this dao technique combined with his physical strength to lift him to first place among the 12.

In comparison, even though Wu Yu was taller and looked down on him, people who had condensed their qi could control qi! Dao techniques and immortal treasures combined into a sure relic over a person who could not! The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect could basically predict that this was a definite killing!

“Mati!”

With the Sect Protector sitting nearby, Situ Minglang could kill freely from the punishment today! The lightning sword came for his heart. Before the sword arrived, the lightning had already exploded a large amount of debris along the way, causing the ground to burn and blacken.

At this moment, Qing Mang's heart was already in her throat and her face was pale …

Counters Wu Yu looked easy. He simply raised his sword in both hands and swept out.

“Menjuk Golden Inferno!”

The Golden Dragon Slaughtering Art of Inferno he had mastered had recently been used.

It stinks!

The sound was deafening, as if an avalanche had occurred, or a 5,000 kg metal ball had fallen to the ground from a height. It roared everyone's eardrums and tapped the senses from their brains. At that moment, all they could see was Wu Yu's sword sweeping out, trailing the embers. An incomparably aggressive punch landed on Lightning Rod Blade and immediately exploded with inhuman strength. Situ Minglang and the Lightning Protection were sent flying over 300 feet!

Situ Minglang flew. Under the sunset rays, the «Blade Banishing Blade» shone, and the young man shone with a golden light from all over his body. Even a pin drop can be heard clearly.

The silence continued, until Situ Minglang landed on the floor. He barely managed to run the recovery list.

“Nngh ....” Situ Minglang raised his head. The most able to endure this was, in fact, himself.

From these exchanges, the favored person with a 99% chance of winning actually gets worse. Wu Yu actually used the power of his own Body Refining Realm to send him flying ……

Such a scene was too unexpected.

It was true that a drop of blood from the Monkey Head Fruit had helped Wu Yu train day and night without sleep or rest to this day. He had entered the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm and was at the Immortal Transformation level. If he already had 3,000 war powers before, now he had over 5,000 war powers. Just in terms of physical strength alone, he was far above Situ Minglang.

That was why he had such a powerful attack that it could make Situ Minglang fly and shock everyone!

Even Lan Huayi's gaze wavered for a moment, and the look in her eyes began to change. Or maybe now he was starting to understand why Feng Xueya took Wu Yu under her wings.

Of course, Wu Yu was not arrogant. Previously, Situ Minglang had not treated him as an opponent. And now that he felt pain, he would enter a berserk state, given his personality. Therefore, the real battle was just about to begin!

As expected, Situ Minglang was being inflamed and he spat out a mouthful of blood, then he raised his Lightning Rod Blade. His left hand extended two fingers, which touched the Lightning Blade. He raised his angry eyes to the sky and made an incredible footwork. He shouted, “The power of the heavens is unlimited, and the eternal reigns all. Lightning and thunder, come here to my sword! ”

Instantly, the sky darkened and debris flew away. Only an immortal could have the power to welcome wind and rain like this. Wu Yu raised his head in surprise. He could see that the clouds had already turned pitch-black, and thunder boomed. And then he saw a rough lightning snake creeping through the clouds. It had the highest killing intent!

“The Art of Lightning Control will leave you even without a corpse!”

As the weather changed, Situ Minglang's mouth curled up with a cold smile. The Thunder Bar had already pointed towards Wu Yu.