Chapter 392 Xuantianque Pavilion

Augusto coughed a few times and floated back with an embarrassed look on his face.

He was beaten to the ground by the giant beast demon just now, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

It was Wang Yu's last knife that could solve the giant beast demon.

If he had known that the opponent was so powerful, he would not have acted so hastily at the beginning.

Wang Yu fell down and began to extract the blood power of the giant beast demon.

Now only the blood power above the star spirit level can have a certain devouring value.

This means that there are not many suitable devouring targets for him in the original half-rotation star field.

Considering this, this place where demons are prevalent may allow him to gain a lot while exploring.

Soon, the blood power of the giant beast demon was successfully extracted by him.

Augusto, who was standing aside, suddenly discovered something when he was looking at the body of the giant beast demon.

The sacred spear reappeared in his hand and slashed directly at the head of the giant beast.

Reaching out, a golden object flew out from a piece of brainstem bone and floated above Augusto's palm.

Looking closely, it was a small piece of golden bone, about one finger long, with the original energy of the dragon surging on it, making Augusto look solemn and cautious.

Compared with the other bones of the giant beast demon, this small piece of golden bone was obviously different. It was obviously not originally grown on the body of the giant beast demon.

It was more like an alien object implanted in the body of the giant beast demon.

Coming close to observe this piece of golden bone, Augusto inexplicably felt a sense of fear in his heart.

"What is this?" Augusto frowned and observed.

Just at this moment, a perception suddenly covered from a distance and fell on the golden bone in his hand.

"Huh?!"

Wang Yu, who had just extracted the blood of the giant beast demon, also noticed this external perception and immediately broke away from the state of cultivation.

Looking up, the vision in the distance continued to extend and lengthen, and soon he locked it in one place.

Several figures were approaching him quickly.

"Human!" Wang Yu saw the other person's appearance at a glance, and it was no different from that of a human.

At this time, he also noticed the golden bone in Augusto's hand, and asked, "What is this?"

"I don't know, it's from the giant beast demon, I took it off because I saw it." Augusto shook his head.

Wang Yu vaguely felt that the human race seemed to be coming for the golden bone in Augusto's hand.

"Take this bone and leave here first." Although he saw the human race from other branches in the universe with his own eyes, Wang Yu did not relax his vigilance against the other party just because he was of the same race.

He still had the blood of the giant beast demon that he had just absorbed, which had not yet been swallowed and fused. If a battle broke out at this moment, the blood of the giant beast demon would be at risk of losing control in his body, which would be a bit disadvantageous for him.

The two quickly disappeared from the spot, and in a moment, the figures appeared at their original positions, looking at the corpse of the giant beast demon below, with different expressions.

The team consisted of four men and two women, wearing exquisite blue-white long gowns. The men were handsome and the women had an air of immortality.

They each stepped on a flying sword, with a special high-level energy flowing through it, making them all look extraordinary.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a white jade crown on his head. He was serious and stared at the corpse of the giant beast, the demon, and then looked in the direction where Wang Yu and the others left in the distance.

"Damn it, this resentful unicorn was taken first. What about our mission?" A young man in the team said dissatisfiedly.

"Who are those two? Are they the human race of the Immortal Emperor?"

The rest of the people frowned when they heard the Immortal Emperor mentioned by the young man.

The middle-aged man in the lead stroked the two tufts of mustache on his chin and snorted coldly, "Even if they are from the Immortal Emperor, we have to see what their background is. Follow them!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man made seals with his hands, and the flying sword under his feet burst into a brighter luster.

The sword light pierced the sound barrier, and several people rushed towards Wang Yu and the other two at a very fast speed.

"Here they come!" Augusto immediately noticed the approach of the pursuers and turned around to look.

Wang Yu sighed in his heart. The other party was faster than he had imagined, and did not give them a chance to escape.

His eyes fell on the other party's flying sword.

This was obviously not an ordinary flying sword. The other party was able to increase the speed so much, most likely due to this flying sword.

Wang Yu was looking at the other party, and the other party was also scanning him and Augusto.

The middle-aged man's face was a little more suspicious.

He confirmed that Wang Yu was a human, but Augusto was obviously not.

Even though Wang Yu was a human, he could not observe the other party's origin.

"You are a member of the Immortal Emperor's lineage." The middle-aged man could not observe and chose to ask first.

The language he spoke was actually the common ancient language of the ancient human race.

Wang Yu understood what the other party said, and vaguely realized that the other party seemed to be unkind. As for the Immortal Emperor's lineage, he had never heard of it.

"Who are you?" Wang Yu suppressed his restlessness and did not answer the other party immediately, but asked back.

His tone was a little stiff, and he did not show any weakness, pretending to be confident and strong.

He judged that the other party might fall for it.

As expected, the middle-aged man looked impatient, but he seemed to have some reservations.

"From the lineage of Yuanxianzun, an inner disciple of Xuantianque Pavilion."

The middle-aged man introduced himself, and he was also full of confidence. It seems that the identity of this inner disciple of Xuantianque Pavilion is extraordinary.

However, Wang Yu had never heard of this Yuanxianzun and Xuantianque Pavilion before.

"Why did you stop us today?" Wang Yu frowned and asked.

"You haven't introduced yourself yet." The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"Uncle Yang, why bother so much? Take this piece of dragon bone and we will go back to hand in the task." Wu Yangyu, who has a young and handsome face, stood on the flying sword and said impatiently.

The middle-aged man was silent, just staring at Wang Yu, as if he wanted to see through him.

Wang Yu sighed in his heart, it seems that the human race is still the human race after all, and the habit of fighting for profit will not change basically no matter where they are.

"I don't know what dragon bone is." Wang Yu said coldly.

The first contact with other branches of the human race was not so harmonious, and even made him a little disappointed.

Yang Bu Tong's face darkened. He was a little annoyed by Wang Yu's refusal to report his identity and his unwillingness to cooperate.

He represented Xuan Tian Que Pavilion, the upper echelon of the Yuan Xian Zun lineage, and was well-known.

When he went out, few people did not give face to the disciples of Xuan Tian Que Pavilion.

"It seems that you do not take my Xuan Tian Que Pavilion seriously." Yang Bu Tong said in a deep voice.

"I didn't know what Xuan Tian Que Pavilion was before, but seeing your arrogant style of doing things, I think you are bandits from somewhere." Wang Yu curled his lips and said lightly.

"How dare you!" Wu Yangyu couldn't listen anymore. He compared them, the inner disciples of Xuan Tian Que Pavilion, to bandits. He was young and energetic. He had never heard of such things in his daily life.

He stepped lightly, and the flying sword suddenly shot out a sword light, hitting Wang Yu directly.

Although he was not very old, he actually had the strength of the late stage of the super-class star envoy. The number of cosmic forces in his body was probably seventy or eighty.

The sword light was extremely sharp, as if to cut everything.

Augusto, who was standing by, had been watching coldly. After all, this was a fight within the human race, so he did not intervene rashly.

And with his understanding of Wang Yu's strength, he did not need to respond to such an attack threat.

Wang Yu stood silently in place, facing the sword light without dodging or avoiding it, but just casually waved his hand, and the seemingly unstoppable sword light shattered in an instant.

Wu Yangyu's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked.

He did not expect that Wang Yu's seemingly ordinary appearance actually hid such a strong physique.

He did not even see Wang Yu use the power of the universe, just casually waved his hand.

Wu Yangyu was a little unconvinced, and he made a gesture with both hands and drew out the second sword from his waist.

The blade was wide and long, and the sword was as majestic as the sea.

Super Spirit Sword Art · Xuantian Sword!

Realizing that Wang Yu might be a little tricky, Wu Yangyu directly used all his strength this time and used a fatal sword.

This sword technique was named Xuantian, which also explained its status in the sword technique of Xuantian Pavilion.

Only inner disciples can learn this sword technique, and those who have learned it can be called true disciples of Xuantianque Pavilion.

In an instant, Wu Yangyu's sword power changed, and the clouds of energy from all directions gathered on his sword blade.

The haze above his head was instantly dispersed, allowing Wang Yu to see the night sky above the haze for the first time since he came to this land.

A few brighter stars can be vaguely seen dotted in this somewhat unfamiliar darkness.

Wu Yangyu's face flushed, and his blood vessels burst. This time, his sword power has been condensed to the limit.

"Destroy!"

When Wu Yangyu's sword fell, even Augusto, who was at the level of Star Spirit Realm, was a little surprised that the opponent could launch such a powerful attack.

In his opinion, this kind of sword power has far exceeded the opponent's strength level.

Of course, although it is amazing enough, it has not yet reached the Star Spirit Realm.

Wang Yu flicked his finger, and a powerful energy shot out with a small purple knife energy.

It seemed insignificant, but it directly dispersed the opponent's sword again.

Not only that, the purple sword energy cut through the chaos and arrived in front of Wu Yangyu in an instant.

The purple meaning was reflected in the eyes of this young disciple, with fear of death.

At the critical moment, it was the middle-aged man who led the team who made a timely move.

He also struck out a sword and extinguished the purple sword energy in front of Wu Yangyu.

However, although the young disciple's life was saved, the close collision between the sword energy and the sword energy injured Wu Yangyu who was close at hand.

He covered his face and howled in pain, and fell to the side and was protected by the middle-aged man who led the team, Yang Bu Tong.

Wu Yangyu trembled and put down his hands, revealing a face that was completely unrecognizable.

The handsome look before was gone forever.

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at Wang Yu.

Wang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't like your eyes very much."

He finally gave up the last fantasy, the fantasy of peaceful coexistence with other branches of the human race.

At least the few human races he met for the first time left him with a very unfriendly impression.

The spirit seed in his body was working, and a large amount of purple star power emerged, gathered in his palm, and condensed into a purple knife.

"Do you want help?" Augusto asked at the side.

"No need." Wang Yu said lightly.

The middle-aged man who led the attack just now had already made him see through the other party's strength level.

Although he also had the cultivation of the Star Spirit Realm, he was not as good as him.

As for the other inner disciples, they were only at the super star level, and their strength level was about the same as that of Wu Yangyu. Even if they were outstanding enough, these human geniuses were still too immature for him and could not be considered opponents.

Wang Yu slashed out with his sword again, seemingly ordinary, but it made the middle-aged man feel frightened.

Super Spirit Sword Art · Chaotianque!

The power of the sword that Yang Bu Tong used was far greater than that of Wu Yangyu, but still not as powerful as Wang Yu's sword.

"Retreat quickly!" Yang Bu Tong shouted, and dodged in a hurry, avoiding the residual power of Wang Yu's sword.

Wu Yangyu suddenly had a crazy warning in his heart, and he also wanted to escape.

But a hand had already been clasped at his neck, and he reacted to meet Wang Yu's pair of dark purple eyes.

"No!" Wu Yangyu seemed to have a premonition of his own end, but he could hardly shout a word in panic.

The next moment, Wang Yu exerted force on his hand and crushed the opponent's throat directly. The purple star power penetrated into his body, destroying his organs and bones, and completely killing him.

The opponent had already planted the seeds of resentment towards him in his heart. Wang Yu knew this and would never let go of a potential future enemy.

Even if he was also a human.

Yang Bu Tong only turned his head at this time and felt that Wu Yangyu's life fire had been extinguished. While he was furious, he was more afraid of Wang Yu.

This guy, who was not very good, was thought to be a lone wolf who had never seen the world, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.

He knew that if he continued to fight, he might lose.

But if he retreated like this, if it was reported back, it would not only damage the reputation of Xuantian Que Pavilion, but they would also be punished by Que Pavilion.

If he had known this earlier, he should not have acted so rashly before.

With mixed feelings in his heart, thousands of thoughts surged into his mind. In the end, he decided to save his life. What was the honor and disgrace of Que Pavilion? At the critical moment of life and death, his life was not as important as his life.

There is only one life, if it is gone, everything will be gone.

After returning, I will investigate Wang Yu's background and make other plans.

With a decision in mind, I don't care whether Wu Yangyu lives or dies at this moment, and I send a message to the other disciples.

"Retreat first, return to Que Pavilion!"

His voice spread, and the other disciples were also shocked.

They haven't seen the situation so quickly, and now the leader Yang Bu Tong has said so, which means that even this powerful senior brother can't do anything to the other party.

They are not stupid. Such a powerful enemy, when else should they run away.

They all thought about turning around and leaving.

At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly condensed, and the dim light shone in all directions.

The invisible force surrounded them, and only stars could be seen.

These inner disciples of Xuantian Que Pavilion had a hard time in it. The stars surrounded them, as if they really released the gravity of the celestial body, pulling them, unable to move forward or backward.

Ziwei Xuanfa·Starry Chessboard!