Chapter 772: Shark Clan Sha Wuchen

"I am willing to be a dog of the Dao Sect, no, your dog!" said Sanwei Yaozun.

Sanwei Yaozun's words did not exceed Wu Yi's expectations. He was originally a dog of the water tribe, so what if he became a dog of the Dao Sect? Anyway, for him, the first prerequisite for survival is to be useful, and the rest is meaningless.

"So, how do you plan to be a good dog?" Wu Yi continued to ask with interest.

"I am willing to swear to sweep away those who wear scales and horns." Wearing scales and horns was originally a mockery of the dragon tribe by the Dao Sect since the Middle Ages. Later, this term was expanded to a derogatory term for all demon tribes, which was a taboo for the demon tribe.

Sanwei Yaozun himself is also a demon tribe. Saying this, he is considered to be cut off from the ranks of the demon tribe, but with this stain, he will either be alone or can only be a dog in the future.

Sanwei Yaozun, who said this, seemed to have some sincerity, but such ruthless words really angered the water tribe Dongtian Shangzhen opposite.

A wave of water swept in from the swamp not far away, almost exhausting all the water sources. The peak wave was more than a thousand feet. If it really hit, it would not only affect the small territory of a few hundred miles, but also the Wanli Marshland.

Looking at the thin old man stimulated by the words of the Three Dangerous Demon Lord, Wu Yi smiled faintly, thinking: I finally couldn't help but take action. It's worth it for so long, isn't it just for this moment?

"Sha Wuchen, if you want to fight, I will fight with you in the sky, and the winner will decide the life of this beast!" Waving his sleeves to calm the thousand-mile sea tide, Wu Yi said loudly, his voice was mighty and full of fighting spirit.

Sha Wuchen, whose surname is Sha, has the blood of the big family-the shark family. He is called Wuchen Demon Lord, but for various reasons, he has a bad relationship with his own family. He has always been attached to the royal family and is said to be the first person from the outside. This time, the new land in the southern border can be handed over to him, which is a kind of trust.

Sha Wuchen laughed loudly, with a bit of contempt and disdain in his laughter, and said: "The little baby who has not been weaned, just defeated a few jumping clowns, and dared not know the height of the world. Well, since you are seeking death, don't blame me."

Wu Yi flew to the sky with Sha Wuchen in human form. The three dangerous demons who wanted to take advantage of this chaos to escape were suppressed by the magnificent imperial seal of the male emperor. They completely lost their temper and realized that their life and death were no longer in their control.

He was trapped in this situation, but he still lived tenaciously. The higher the cultivation, the more afraid of death. It was not easy to cultivate to this point. It is better to live than to die.

Not long after, there were two more magnificent auras outside the sky. Because of the barrier of the sky, getting out of this barrier would attract many people's attention. This time, Wu Yi and Sha Wuchen fought, and it was another battle exposed to everyone's eyes.

Seeing that Wu Yi was only a human body, Sha Wuchen said, "Aren't you going to bring your divine body along?"

"They have more important things to do." Wu Yi responded with a smile, but Sha Wuchen felt like he was humiliating him.

"You have to be responsible for your own decisions." Sha Wuchen snorted coldly, and a huge mace appeared in his palm, which was half the size of his body. Without using magical powers, he swung the mace and chopped it down fiercely.

Wu Yi raised his hand to summon a large group of chaotic energy, forming a protective wall to block in front of him. The seemingly thin chaotic energy was like a thousand layers of sandpaper, and it rubbed against Sha Wuchen's mace, making a sharp and piercing sound.

Sha Wuchen's face was ferocious, and he used the power of the cave sky, bursting with momentum, breaking the law with force, and forcibly broke the chaotic protective wall formed by Wu Yi. The huge mace chopped down with a terrifying momentum.

At such a close distance, under such pressure, there was no room for Wu Yi to move. Wu Yi slightly moved his body to avoid the mace hitting his head, and raised his hand to block it.

Sha Wuchen looked at Wu Yi's actions with disdain. He knew how heavy his mace was. If he wanted to take it down by force, he would have to be the reincarnation of an ancient beast.

Even those who were watching the battle secretly at this moment were not optimistic about Wu Yi's move. If he was so bold, it would not only be an arm, but half of Wu Yi's body would be cut off.

People in the Taoist sect practiced the Qi Dao more, and the physical strength was often not as good as that of ordinary monsters as long as it did not affect the Qi Dao practice. Many people saw this situation and determined that the overall situation was determined.

The mace was getting closer and closer, and Wu Yi's palm was still retreating. Sha Wuchen expected the bloody scene, and a touch of cruelty flashed by.

In fact, it was true. When the mace collided with the palm, the flesh and blood of half of Wu Yi's palm turned into ashes, and the white finger bones were clearly visible, which looked extremely creepy.

Even the finger bones were covered with dense cracks, like delicate porcelain, which would break at the touch.

Sha Wuchen's face was distorted, and he gathered three points of strength and pressed down. Perhaps because he was born in the shark tribe, his skin was shiny and his skin was shimmering with a faint oily sheen.

When he was running his magic power, he would ooze out strands of sweat, which mixed with the oily sheen on the skin, and looked like a golden body arhat.

Speaking of which, the oil on the surface of the sharks is an important thing for cultivation, commonly known as shark fat. Applying it on the body surface can lower the temperature of the skin, so that it can persist for a longer time under high-intensity cultivation, and it is also the key to the sharks' ability to exert far more strength than themselves.

The increasing pressure made Wu Yi's body of iron and steel crackle, and almost every bone had cracks. However, it was at this moment that Wu Yi's body surface had five-colored jade light blooming, maintaining the muscles and bones that could collapse at any time.

Sha Wuchen felt a little embarrassed that Wu Yi, a junior, had persisted for so long. He took a breath, made a fist with his free left hand, and swung it hard.

Wu Yi also made a fist, showing no sign of dejection, and swung it out. The wind of the fist spread all over the place, and a sonic boom sounded in the void. At the same time, the huge reaction force brought by the collision of the two fists pushed Wu Yi and Sha Wuchen away.

When the energy dissipated, everyone saw the scene on the field again and couldn't help but be moved. Wu Yi was now covered with bloodstains, and the overflowing energy dispersed the Taoist crown, making his hair disheveled. Only bones were left on both palms, and some of the knuckles were incomplete. It was no longer possible to describe him as miserable.

Being able to persist to this point is already a genius, but that's it. Many bystanders judged the current result in this way, some felt pity, and some were glad.

Of course, more people were indifferent. After all, the victory or defeat of Wu Yi and Sha Wuchen had nothing to do with them.

Unlike the bystanders, Sha Wuchen looked at Wu Yi with more solemnity and calmness.

This is the first time that Sanren's manuscripts have been lost. I don't know the reason myself. Fortunately, it's just one chapter. It's too troublesome to rewrite it. My mentality exploded