The Strongest Husband in Ten Thousand Realms

"Om!"

"Om!"

"Om!"

At the entrance of the tomb of the king, one by one young generation disappeared and walked directly into the tomb of the king. Everyone looked cold and stern.

"Biyue, don't participate. Also, remind Haoyue, don't participate."

The Ji family frowned and spoke, and looked at the girl beside him.

"Yes, I know."

Ji Biyue nodded, it was not that she didn't know Yang Yu's combat power, so she wouldn't have enough to do nothing and go to siege Yang Yu.

After Ji Biyue nodded, she also started to go directly to the tomb of the king.

Compared to Yang Yu, she is obviously more interested in the opportunity of the tomb of the king.

"Is it an ancient sacrament? Or a constitution that has never been heard before?"

In the other direction, a young man who did not come from a holy land but had a place also took a step towards the tomb of the king.

And in the tomb of the king at this moment, with the appearance of the gods in the holy places, they all appeared in a huge underground palace.

"No, get out!"

"It's dangerous, what happened to Yang Yu!"

However, just as soon as these people entered the ancient tomb, all their eyes sank, and they used their strongest combat power to defend themselves.

"puff!"

However, the imaginary explosion and Yang Yu's killing did not appear. In the surroundings, it seemed that a few **** were pierced, making sounds like farting.

"You Tianjiao among the holy places, you are really timid."

Yang Yu looked at the team of fifteen people, both men and women, and said with a sneer.

"Are you kidding us?"

In an instant, these Tianjiao from the major sacred places had their eyes sinking, and they looked in the direction of Yang Yu with extremely cold eyes.

"I'm just teasing you, how?"

Yang Yu smiled indifferently, staring at the fifteen people in front of him, not only was there no fear, but there was a cold light in his eyes.

"Do you look down on us?"

The eyes of the few people suddenly became cold, staring at Yang Yu, becoming extremely stunned and cold.

"You are not just a cultivator of the fifth heaven of Taoist Palace, even if you think you are extremely strong, you are only one person after all!"

The male disciple of Wanchu Holy Land frowned, staring at Yang Yu coldly.

"This arrogance is because you think you can stand against us alone. Don't you think you are too self-righteous?"

A woman from Daoyi Holy Land also spoke at this moment, her beautiful eyes were extremely cold.

"You are the first to enter the tomb of the king. You should think about running away and finding a place to hide instead of waiting here and making a trap like this to tease us!"

The young man in Shaking the Holy Land also snorted and looked at Yang Yu with extremely cold eyes.

"You are not at the level of the Saint Child and Saint Woman, so what if you come together? What if you are teased and insulted? What can you do for me?"

Yang Yu sneered, and didn't care about these people in front of him.

Even if some of them stepped into the four-polar secret realm, it was useless. The fifteen people in front of them would definitely not have the strongest vision in ancient times.

Therefore, if they don't have the power to reach a greater level, what can these people make Yang Yu fear?

"You are really arrogant, then let me see if your arrogant capital is enough!"

The male disciple in the Holy Land of Wanchu snorted coldly, and a spear appeared directly in his hand, holding it in his hand, and hitting Yang Yu's direction.

"clang!"

However, the spear of this male disciple from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beginnings swept out, but did not cause Yang Yu the slightest harm.

At this moment, in Yang Yu's right hand, a dark dragon sword emerged.

"clang!"

At this moment, Yang Yu just swung his sword to point out, with incomparably confident and rapid thunder, strands of golden battle energy lingered, directly colliding with the spear.

The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the gun, just like sparks hit the earth, and the tip of the needle was facing the wheat, and the golden fighting spirit collided with the strands of mana.

"Crack!"

"Ding!"

However, just moments after the collision, a very crisp sound of cracking rang.

On the long spear in the hands of the male disciple of Saint Son of Wanchu, the entire spear head shattered directly, and it was impacted by Yang Yu's Great Wild Dragon Sword, and as cracks emerged, it broke directly.

"Impossible, this spear is a psychic weapon in the demon emperor's tomb. It is inherently powerful, how can it break apart!"

The face of the male disciple in the Holy Land of Wanchu changed in shock, and he quickly stepped back, his face turned pale.

"Do you think you ran away?"

However, Yang Yu stared at the disciple of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Beginnings, and a cold murderous intent flashed across his eyes, and a sharp murderous intent emerged.

"Boom!"

Under Yang Yu’s feet, his right leg slammed on the floor of the ancient tomb, and Yang Yu’s body quickly came to the disciples of Wanchu Holy Land like a golden lightning, leaving behind a series of golden Afterimage.

"puff!"

Swinging the sword of the Great Wilderness Dragon, Yang Yu shot a **** light directly in front of him, and it fell to the ground.

"Puff!"

Then, a muffled sound rang, and on the ground of the ancient tomb, a skull began to roll.

"The Son of the Beginning is just a waste. How can you, a waste who can't even compete with me, compete with me?"

Yang Yu's expression was indifferent, and the Great Wild Dragon Sword he had seen was trembling, and the strands of golden war energy on it seemed to be burning, burning all the blood on it.

At this moment, the other fourteen people who watched Yang Yu behead the youth in the Holy Land of Beginning were silent, and they all looked at Yang Yu with solemn expressions.

Among them, the young man in the Holy Land of Shaking Light exclaimed at this moment, with a shocking and fiery voice exclaimed: "Dragon pattern black gold, you actually have dragon pattern black gold, and you have cast such a powerful dragon pattern. Black gold sword!"

"It seems... really a sword made of black gold with dragon patterns!"

"If such a black gold sword with a dragon pattern is given to a great emperor, I am afraid that after branding the Dao and Dharma of the great emperor's life, it can directly transform into an emperor sword!"

The woman in the Holy Land said, her voice was extremely shocking and fiery.

"Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that hunting a little devil would still have such a harvest!"

The eyes of everyone in Shaking Light Holy Land, Dao Yi Holy Land, Dayan Holy Land became fiery, staring at the wild dragon sword in Yang Yu's hand, and the corners of their mouths were filled with excited smiles!

After all, such a weapon, no matter what realm they will reach, it is definitely the most powerful weapon!

Because this is a magic sword built by the emperor's exclusive property, and it is definitely a treasure that anyone will be tempted and hopeful!

"Thousands should not, absolutely shouldn't, you have to stay and face us, and you will expose such a divine sword. Now, you will definitely die!"

The remaining fourteen holy land Tianjiao stared at Yang Yu, their expressions shrouded in murderous intent, and their tone was harsh!

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