Chapter 340 Sweep, Mo Yu’s aura
In the imperial capital, in the sky above the Miter family.
As the capital of the Jia Ma Empire, the Imperial Capital is undoubtedly the number one city in the empire, and the people in the Imperial Capital have always been known for being arrogant and looking down on outsiders.
However, the residents of the imperial capital at this time were like country bumpkins, looking at the battle of kings in the sky in shock.
The melee between thirty Dou Wang warriors emitted powerful and majestic Dou Qi fluctuations, roaring in the sky, pulling everyone's attention.
The pairs of colorful fighting wings that kept exchanging figures in the sky blinded everyone's eyes.
Such a magnificent war scene is rare even in the Jiama Empire for a hundred years.
You must know that Dou Wangqiang is already qualified to be among the top ten strong men in the Jiama Empire. This is enough to prove that Dou Wangqiang is powerful and rare.
However, in the war in the sky, every once in a while, a strong fighter will fall on the spot.
"Look, that's Yunfu. Elder Yunfu of Yunlan Sect has died!"
"Xiao Yan, it was Xiao Yan who did it. Elder Yunfu died in Xiao Yan's hands!"
"Including the two fighting kings who died in his hands just now, in just a short moment, there are three strong fighting kings who fell in Xiao Yan's hands."
"I originally thought that Mo Yu was already extremely evil when he was able to defeat three powerful Dou Huang warriors. It seems that Xiao Yan is not inferior at all. The twin dragons of the Xiao family are really terrifying!"
Shocking sounds spread all over the city. In a short period of time, the troops of Yunlan Sect were quickly defeated under the siege of Yuan Mansion.
Even Yun Du, the three powerful Dou Huang warriors, were entangled by Tie Wusumei and Yin Gu Lao, three powerful warriors from the Black Angle Region. It was only a matter of time before they were defeated.
Seeing this scene, all the major forces in the empire were stunned and shocked.
I originally thought that Mo Yu only had powerful Dou Wangs under his command. Although there were many people, their top combat power was slightly insufficient, but who would have thought that there were three powerful Dou Huangs among them.
In just a few years, he had gathered such a huge force under his command. Whether it was his talent or his methods, Mo Yu was truly a genius that was rarely seen in the Jiama Empire for a thousand years.
When the battle broke out in the sky, urgent shouts continued to be heard in the chaotic manor.
"Everyone, hold still. Don't fight them head-on. Crossbowmen, prepare your Qi-breaking arrows again!"
In the manor, looking at the rapidly collapsing defense line, Ya Fei also shouted hurriedly, facing the Yunlan Sect's nearly massive offensive, even if it was.
"Clan leader, there are less than a hundred Qi-breaking arrows left!" After hearing Ya Fei's command, a guard said quickly.
"Use them all for me!" Ya Fei raised her eyebrows and shouted. However, just as the shout fell, it stopped under a silver shadow that flashed down from the sky.
The silver shadow fell to the ground, Mo Yu smiled at Yafei and said: "Sister Yafei, I haven't seen you for three years, and you are getting more and more beautiful."
Looking a little absent-mindedly at the handsome face in front of him that was a little more mature than three years ago, at this moment, it seemed that the constant urgent shouts from around him also disappeared.
Ya Fei's straight nose gradually filled with sadness, her eye circles were also a little red, and a slightly hoarse but particularly beautiful voice came out from her red lips: "You brat, you are willing to come back."
"Thank you for your hard work these past three years."
Looking at the mist in those seductive peach blossom eyes, Mo Yu stepped forward and gently stroked it away, sighing softly.
Taking in the Xiao family, Ya Fei has been under a lot of pressure over the years. If it weren’t for Ebi Lao’s support, I’m afraid she wouldn’t have been able to persevere
Yafei, who originally had some grievances in her heart, disappeared like smoke in this low voice with some apologies, and she smiled with alluring charm.
After comforting Yafei, Mo Yu chuckled and said: "Sister Yafei, thank you. Leave the Yunlan Sect outside to me."
After saying this, without waiting for Ya Fei's reply, she appeared in the middle of the manor in a flash.
"Hey, be careful, there are too many of them." Seeing Mo Yu flying up into the air, Yafei shouted hurriedly.
Mo Yu smiled and nodded, and immediately turned his gaze to the white tide on the periphery, with a cold cruelty flashing in his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, a ball of crimson thunder and virtual white thunder surged into his palm, exuding terrifying power in the void.
"Sister Yafei, let the Miter family retreat. These lines of defense are no longer needed."
Hearing the sound coming from mid-air, Yafei was startled, but immediately without hesitation, she waved her delicate hand, and the Miter tribesmen who were holding the defense line quickly retracted.
As the Miter tribe retreated, the white tide suddenly surged in and immediately occupied most of the manor.
"Boom!"
When the Yunlan Sect disciples were frantically occupying the manor, suddenly, there was a roaring sound of electricity.
At the forefront of the white tide, a red thunderbolt suddenly fell from the head of a Yunlan Sect disciple, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person turned into a black corpse, lifeless.
The sudden strangeness made everyone startled. However, while everyone was still stunned, the sound of thunder falling one after another resounded continuously!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In the dim sky, streaks of red and white thunder complement each other and land one after another in the huge manor.
And this thunder is like the scythe of death. Every time it lands, a Yunlan Sect disciple will be hit and immediately turn into a black corpse, without exception.
The disciples of Yunlan Sect poured towards the innermost layer of the manor like a tide. The people behind were unaware of the changes ahead due to their line of sight, so they could only crowd in blindly. However, when the momentum of crowding gradually entered a certain When a limit is reached, the sickle of death will draw quietly.
As more and more Yunlan Sect disciples were struck to death by lightning, a commotion of fear finally spread completely.
In the midst of such a powerful thunder punishment, Yunlan Sect's huge offensive began to collapse, and everyone's faces were filled with the same fear and horror.
When the Yunlan Sect disciples fled from the outermost edge of the manor as if fleeing for their lives, the terrifying thunder punishment gradually disappeared. However, at this moment, the Yunlan Sect disciples had already suffered heavy losses. In the previous horror, At least half of the people were extremely cruel and turned into black corpses on the ground.
As the disciples of Yunlan Sect receded like a tide, the manor was covered with horrible black corpses. If you count them carefully, there were hundreds of them.
The entire manor inside and outside also became deathly silent under such strangeness. In less than ten minutes, half of the Yunlan Sect's disciples turned into corpses.
At this scene, both the Miter clan members, the Yunlan Sect disciples, and the onlookers outside were all as cold as if they were in an abyss
This scene was too terrifying for them. After the silence lasted for a while, the eyes finally turned suddenly to the silver-eyed young man in mid-air.
At this moment, the latter is slowly stretching out his hands. On his palms, two groups of red and white thunderbolts are emitting a terrifying sound of sizzling electricity.
Looking at this situation, it is obvious that the previous terrifying frenzy was caused by him!
The Yunlan Sect disciples who retreated from the manor looked at Mo Yu in mid-air with a look of shock and fear, as if they had seen the thunder god who dominated the world!
In the manor, the members of the Mittel family looked at the hundreds of black corpses on the ground outside the courtyard. They couldn't help but swallowed and looked at each other with horror in their eyes.
The Yunlan Sect disciples who had beaten them so hard that they had little power to fight back just now were like fragile tofu, and most of them were wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Yafei was also shocked by Mo Yu's power and cruelty. Her charming face turned slightly pale, and she looked up in the air, her beautiful eyes staring closely at Mo Yu who had an indifferent expression.
"Cousin Mo Yu, you are becoming more and more powerful now." When Ya Fei was surprised, Xiao Ding, who was pushing a wheelchair, came over at some point, with a trace of satisfaction on his lips, and nodded. .
Hearing this, Ya Fei also came to her senses and was about to speak when a rumble of rapid steps suddenly sounded outside the manor.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he was shocked to see a series of pitch-black figures suddenly swarming around the city. In a moment, they surrounded the Yunlan Sect disciples outside the manor.
"Who are these people?"
Yafei looked at the teams dressed in black and exuding cold-blooded aura in surprise, a flash of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Looking at their clothes, they are somewhat similar to those powerful warriors under cousin Mo Yu in the sky. They should also be his subordinates. It seems that cousin Mo Yu has built a big foundation in these years." Xiao Ding said slightly. After thinking about it, he was surprised.
Hearing this, Ya Fei was also startled, her beautiful eyes scanning over these mysterious teams dressed in black. Although she did not have a fighting spirit, she had developed a good vision after many years of business.
Although Concubine Ya could not see the specific cultivation of these people, in her opinion, they were no weaker than the captain of the guard of her own Miter family.
"Are these hundreds of people all spirit-fighting experts?" Ya Fei lightly covered her red lips and said in surprise.
A strong fighting spirit can occupy almost any place in the Jia Ma Empire and become the king. This was the case with the Mohist family in Yancheng in the past.
However, these one hundred spirit-fighting experts formed a huge team, and perhaps even the royal family did not have such luxury.
"Well, they are not ordinary Dou Ling experts. Most of them are high-level Dou Ling experts or even peak Dou Ling experts. I don't know where cousin Mo Yu recruited so many outstanding subordinates."
After so many years of training, Xiao Ding has also broken through to the realm of fighting spirits, so he can tell the reality of this black-robed team at a glance.
Thinking that he was not as good as just anyone in the team, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
Shaking his head, the disappointment in his heart slowly faded away, Xiao Ding immediately chuckled and said: "It seems that this time cousin Mo Yu returns to the Jiama Empire, he is indeed well prepared. In this case, Yunlan Sect may be in trouble in the future. It’s completely history!”
Ya Fei nodded in a daze and looked at the black-clad team, where she saw a tall and imposing young man walking out, respectfully asking for instructions from the silver-eyed young man in the sky.
"My subordinate Fu Ao has met the Palace Master. How should he deal with the remnants of the Yunlan Sect?"
As a former member of the Mo Gang in Canaan College, Fu Ao has always been loyal after being subdued by Mo Yu, and later joined the Yuan Mansion.
Although Fu Ao's talent is not as good as Lin Yan and others, after years of continuous training and cultivation of Yuanfu resources, he has reached the peak of fighting spirit, and is only one step away from reaching the level of fighting king.
Relying on his outstanding strength and the trust of Palace Master Mo Yu, Fu Ao is the captain of this spirit fighting team.
After hearing what Fu Ao said, Mo Yu silently took back the two Xuan Lei in his palms, looked at the stunned Yunlan Sect disciples in the audience, frowned, and sneered disdainfully: "Take them all into custody and hand them over to the Miter family. Dispose of it.”
"It's the Palace Master!" Fu Ao nodded respectfully, then waved to the spirit fighting team behind him and said, "Take it away!"
Maybe it was because he was scared by Mo Yu's massacre earlier, or maybe it was because he felt the powerful aura from Fu Ao and others.
These Yun Lan Sect disciples did not put up much resistance this time. Instead, they put down their weapons and allowed the people of Yuan Mansion to be driven away like pigs and dogs.
After the rapid defeat on the battlefield on the ground, the situation in the battlefield in the sky, Yunlan Sect and Mulan Valley was not optimistic.
Originally, due to the number of people, the Douwang and Douhuang warriors from Yunlan Sect and Mulan Valley were at a disadvantage. In addition, Mo Yu's men were all powerful men recruited from the Black Angle Domain, and their fighting style had always been ruthless, cunning and vicious. .
When the two of them were added together, the Yun Lan Sect and the Mulan Valley people could only parry the attack but did not fight back, and the situation suddenly became completely one-sided.
"Pfft!"
The three bodies carried sharp strong winds and fell straight into the city. Finally, they hit the hard streets like cannonballs, forming a conspicuous deep pit in the city.
In the deep pit, Yun Du and the other three lay like corpses, their clothes were in tatters, their faces were pale, and their bodies were lifeless.
As the auras of the three people were annihilated, these three powerful Dou Huang warriors, who had high status in Yunlan Sect and Mulan Valley, showed themselves in an extremely embarrassed manner under the gaze of the whole city. Fallen to death without accident.
On top of the three corpses, the three old Yin Gu men looked at each other in disbelief. After calming down their fighting spirit, they felt relieved.
Even for them, it was not easy to kill three Dou Huang warriors of the same level. They even used many forbidden techniques and left many wounds on their bodies.
However, even after paying such a price, the three old men in Yin Gu did not have any dissatisfaction in their hearts. Instead, they felt a sense of relief.
And the reason why they worked so hard was because they had the stain of escaping during the battle in the Mobei Plain. They were afraid that Mo Yu would still remember this and wanted to atone for his sins now.
Thinking of this, the three people stepped forward, each carrying a corpse, and flew to Mo Yu, saying respectfully: "Master, you have fulfilled your mission!"
Countless eyes stared blankly at the corpses of the three Yun Du people in the sky. At this moment, almost everyone's thoughts came to a standstill.
The Fighting Emperor, this is an existence that countless people dream of and can only look up to. Which of the Fighting Emperors in the Jiama Empire is not an all-powerful existence, and now he is killed like this? Or three?
What surprised them even more was that the other three Dou Huang who killed Yun Du and the other three were bowing respectfully beside the silver-eyed young man like slaves.
His eyes moved slightly again, and he saw that the silver-eyed young man glanced around the corpses of Yun Du and the others, nodded slightly on his indifferent face, and said in a calm tone: "Well done."
There was no surprise, no joy, not even any fluctuation, as if it were as ordinary as eating and drinking.
However, with such a simple sentence, people can clearly see that the faces of the three fighting emperors who killed Yun Du showed a look of joy like a child getting a beloved toy.
Seeing this scene, not to mention ordinary viewers, even top figures in the empire such as Jia Xingtian and Nalan Jie couldn't help but shout in their hearts.
This, where is the pride of a strong warrior? What about face? What about dignity?
(End of chapter)