Martial Godly Emperor

He believed that with Fu Wenjian's strength, he would be able to get rid of this brat within ten moves.    

Fu Wenjian was a man with talent, and he had been working hard in his cultivation.    

When he was in the Condensing Element Sect, he had been fostered by the sect. Now that he had joined the Chu Family, although there were always some insignificant people around him who mocked him from time to time, he had also received the attention of the Chu Family, and had been given many resources.    

This had allowed him to break through to the Eighth Level of Fetal Origin Stage in just a few months.    

Therefore, when he arranged to enter the "assassination camp" under General Fuyuan's command, he was very excited.    

Even after that, when he accumulated hundreds of lives in his hands, he still felt that if he could exchange them for cultivation resources, the death of some ants would not be a big deal.    

"If you kill him, after I pamper that little beauty, I will throw her to you to play with."    

Chu Han placed a bounty on Fu Wenjian.    

These words caused Fu Wenjian to turn his eyes to the beautiful woman standing by the lake.    

He was a man who could not leave a woman.    

Even though he knew that Chu Han would only give him that beautiful woman after eating the soup, this was already enough.    

He, Fu Wenjian, had never seen such a breathtakingly beautiful woman before.    

The sword had already been unsheathed. It was cold, just like his mood at this moment.    

"Meng Yu, let me teach you how to use a sword."    

Fu Wenjian took a step forward. It was extremely sharp, and it made everyone present feel that he was very powerful.    

"You taught me how to use a sword? What ability do you have to teach me how to use a sword?"    

Meng Yu sneered.    

He just stood there calmly, facing the overbearing Fu Wenjian without any intention of retreating.    

"Meng Yu, this person isn't like the previous one. You have to be careful."    

Liu Rongfei was still angry, but she still reminded Meng Yu.    

Indeed, from the way Fu Wenjian held the sword, it could be seen that his extremely steady hand and the Qi that seemed to have merged with the sword made people know that this person was extraordinary.    

"Elder Sister Liu, leave quickly." Meng Yu once again told her to escape.    

Liu Rongfei said, "You have to give me an explanation. Why did you want to kill Liu De?! Otherwise, I won't leave."    

Meng Yu smiled bitterly. With a strong enemy in front of him, how could he explain it to her?    

From the moment they met, all sorts of things had happened before they could even greet each other.    

"I am not that idiot who only knows how to flatter."    

Fu Wenjian looked at Meng Yu. His pride made him not think about how Chu Han would react when he heard this.    

"Meng Yu, it is not too late for you to surrender now. As long as you kneel down to me and destroy your Dantian, I, Fu Wenjian, will spare your life for the sake of being your fellow disciple."    

Fu Wenjian's voice was indifferent.    

Within ten moves, he could kill his opponent.    

In the Condensing Element Sect, he had a few people whom he admired. Meng Yu was one of them.    

Now, leaving him alive could be considered as saving the friendship of his fellow disciples.    

"Brothers from the same sect? I don't have such a shameless senior brother!"    

Meng Yu looked at this person and said coldly, "My brothers and sisters dare to live and die with me, and share wealth with me. They are not ingrates who only know how to fight back."    

"And you, Fu Wenjian, are that ingrate! The sect tried its best to nurture you, but in the end, they got your loyalty back? "    

In his eyes, the scene of Jing Jiansheng, Cai Yongshou, and his fellow disciples bravely dying at the blood sacrifice ceremony appeared.    

Fu Wenjian and Ouyang Tushan, on the other hand, gave the sect a heavy blow when they needed them the most.    

"Meng Yu, who do you think you are? How dare you come and teach me a lesson!"    

Fu Wenjian was furious when he heard this.    

Usually, there were people from the "Assassination Camp" who used ingrates to make fun of him. Who would have thought that this brat in front of him would also say the same thing about him.    

"You ignorant fool, I want you to die without a burial ground!"    

Fu Wenjian shouted loudly. He thrust out his sword, causing the sky and earth to change color.    

His sword seemed to be covered in a layer of ice and snow. Cold intent invaded his body, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Meng Yu.    

"Thousand Mile Flying Frost!"    

That graceful bearing was extremely unrestrained.    

With a single sword strike, many snowflakes drifted down, scattering towards Meng Yu.    

Every snowflake contained layers upon layers of sword shadows, fast and extremely fast swords.    

Meng Yu stood there, a Red Flame flashing in his eyes.    

The Giant Iron Sword in his left hand was as heavy as a mountain.    

The Blue Snake Sword in his right hand was incredibly agile.    

In the dark sky, there was a bright moon hanging in the middle!    

"Winter Night!"    

Meng Yu used the self-created Sword-style.    

The whole world turned snow white in an instant.    

There was nothing to worry about in Yamamoto, because of the snow white hair.    

This was an even purer white that covered Fu Wenjian's "thousand miles of flying frost."    

In an instant, Fu Wenjian's aura was suppressed, and he felt a wave of suffocation.    

Unwillingness was written on his stubborn face.    

"Didn't this kid only have the Fifth Level of Fetal Origin Stage Cultivation Level? Why did his aura become so powerful?"    

Chu Han, who was watching the battle, was shocked. This kid's Sword Intent was so strong that it didn't seem like it belonged to a Fetal Origin Stage warrior.    

"Let's see how I'm going to deal with you!"    

Resolution appeared in Fu Wenjian's eyes.    

Bang!    

He bit the tip of his tongue and spat out blood essence onto the sword.    

When the cold sword met hot blood, its aura instantly surged!    

With this strike, it actually suppressed Meng Yu's Winter Night.    

"Die, ant!"    

Fu Wenjian swung his sword and sprinkled it in the dark sky. Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, shining brightly.    

At this moment, he was like a king who controlled the life and death of all living beings in the world. With a single order, blood flowed like a river!    

"Meng Yu, it's dangerous!" Liu Rongfei's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.    

She was the one who wielded the sword, and she could see how Fu Wenjian's sword attack could seize the fortune of the heavens and the earth.    

She had also seen Meng Yu use the sword, but it seemed like that kid hadn't used such a sword yet!    

"Ant?"    

Meng Yu coldly snorted and handed out the Blue Snake Sword in his right hand.    

"First style of the Illusory Sword Spell: Star Dream!"    

One after another, meteors shot towards Fu Wenjian at lightning speed.    

In Fu Wenjian's eyes, they interweaved into a dream-like starry sky.    

The dream-like tip of the sword pierced through many snowflakes, causing these lifeless objects to wither and disappear.    

"Impossible! My sword has been infused with my blood essence and has been activated to its maximum potential. How can it be so vulnerable?"    

Fu Wenjian gritted his teeth.    

The power of looking down on the world just now was completely gone.    

He took a step back.    

On his feet, a series of hallucinatory footwork appeared.    

"You want to escape?"    

Meng Yu sneered.    

"Under my sword, where can you escape to?"    

The dreamy sword light reflected in many people's eyes.    

Right at the moment when Fu Wenjian retreated.    

He seemed to see flowers falling.    

A sword shadow silently flashed out from a small petal, and in an instant, it entered between his eyebrows.    

Chi.    

Fresh blood gushed out, dyeing the dark night red.    

"No, no, I don't believe it...!"    

Fu Wenjian gritted his teeth.    

Yes, he did not believe that his sword would be so weak.    

As his body fell down, he heard the boy's faint voice. "I'll teach you how to use a sword? What a joke! "    

Within ten moves, Meng Yu was defeated?    

Now it seemed so absurd and ridiculous!    

As the wind blew, the world was filled with killing intent.    

Everyone present was shocked.    

This part of the world was as silent as a graveyard.