The fifth day at sea.

Yang Yu knew that the cargo ship was very slow. If the blood clan and angels really wanted to chase him, they would definitely be able to catch up. However, this is the fifth day, and they will enter the Chinese waters in three days. As long as they are not stupid, they will never attack in the Chinese waters.

The sun is about to set, and the fifth day is about to pass.

"Here you come." Feng Guangmo smiled, "The lineup is still very strong, I can finally move my muscles and bones well, so don't let me down."

Yang Yu looked into the distance sky.

The front is a twelve-winged angel and a purple-gold-winged blood clan, followed by four ten-winged angels and four blood clan dukes, a total of ten people. Compared with the Chinese warriors, it is roughly equivalent to two semi-saints and eight late-level warriors of the god-level.

"I will also take action this time." Gu Luo's sword was crossed. He could not wait. Since he came out of the Martial God Cave Heaven, his cultivation level had reached the middle stage of the God level, and even approached the peak. The rapid progress made people sigh. His master Lin Yun did not leave the Martial God Cave Heaven as he wished, but he gave Gu Luo the sword scriptures he had summarized throughout his life.

Let’s look at Yi Shuihan again. Although this guy is only at the peak of the early stage of the god level, he has a very strong personality. He just joined the Haotian Sect and immediately found Dugu Qiu to defeat. Although he ended with a crushing defeat, the strength of this guy is still unknown. That big sword makes him absolutely no worse than Hua Tiangong.

The four of them combined have a good combat power, but there are obviously more enemies, and there are only Feng Guangmo and half-saints on their side. As expected, Yang Yu will fight against the archangel of the Holy See or the great duke of the blood clan.

"Can't wait any longer, wait until they arrive in front of the freighter. The aftermath of the battle can overturn the freighter." Yang Yu took out the Haotian Sword, "Go together. Brother Feng will deal with the blood clan, I will deal with the twelve-winged angel, Gu Luo and Yi Shuihan will stop the others."

Gu Luo and Yi Shuihan would not have any objection. Their cultivation is limited, and they are barely able to deal with the four ten-winged angels and four blood clan dukes, or they have no chance of winning at all. However, Feng Guangmo is very strong and can definitely help the two, and as long as they can divide 10% of their strength, it is absolutely no problem to stop the four ten-winged angels and four blood clan dukes.

Yang Yu's wings of wind and thunder spread out, and he flew towards the twelve-winged angel.

In the Holy See, the twelve-winged angels are also called great angels. If the angel's wings increase again, they can be called gods after the 14-winged angels. However, the angel god with the 14-winged angel god is just a servant of the Lord of Light. The legendary Lord of Light has sixteen wings. Similarly, among the blood clan, the duke with purple and gold wings is called the great duke. Further evolution is made. When the wings of the blood clan turn red and gold, it is the prince of the blood clan. As for the prince, it is rumored that the ancestor of the blood clan with dark gold wings is the ancestor of the blood clan with dark gold wings.

Feng Guangmo flashed and stopped the blood clan's grand duke. He frowned. He seemed to be thinking about something, and then looked at Gu Luo and Yi Shuihan. These two guys were also curious.

"Why is the great duke of the blood clan so much like a bat?" Feng Guangmo said. This was something he couldn't understand. "Did you evolve from bats? It's really strange."

When he heard Feng Guangmo's words, Belk's face looked ugly. He was the eldest duke of the blood clan. What he hated the most was that someone discriminated against the appearance of the blood clan. The guy in front of him kept calling the blood clan a bat, which was really unforgivable. He wanted to suck Feng Guangmo's blood. The same was true for the four blood clan dukes behind Belk. They all looked at Feng Guangmo with murderous intent.

Yang Yu felt it was very interesting. He looked at the twelve-winged angel in front of him: "This angel, isn't the Holy See incompatible with the blood clan? Why are you joining hands now?"

Loves looked at Yang Yu: "Light and darkness are permanent enemies, but when they have common interests, what does it matter if they join forces? Only when we join forces can we not be afraid of Chinese warriors and subvert the world."

Yang Yu pondered for a moment. He still agreed with this sentence. There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. More than 70 years ago, the blood clan and the Holy See could join forces. Why can't it be? Everything is just a manipulation of interests.

Belk had already taken action. He didn't want to say another word to Feng Guangmo. This sinner who insulted the blood clan would let him die. Feng Guangmo was not a talkative person at all. He slowly condensed in his hand and a sickle-like weapon appeared.

"That's..." Yang Yu felt the strong soul power on Feng Guangmo's weapon. "This is definitely a soul weapon, and it is condensed purely with the power of soul. How dare Feng Guangmo do this? He is such a madman!"

The power of soul is the essence of a person's soul. It is not difficult to condense weapons with the power of soul. It is like using true energy to condense weapons. However, fighting with weapons condensed by soul power is very dangerous. It is like a person fighting with his soul and his life is completely exposed.

Becker, as the great duke of the blood clan, was really strong. As soon as he made the air around him, he made the air around him extremely depressed. A passing seabird broke into this momentum and turned into a pile of minced meat. However, Feng Guangmo was not an ordinary person. He waved the soul blade, and the space was twisted layer by layer. As the space fluctuated, he attacked Belk.

"Blood Spear!"

Belk condensed a spear with his blood energy and stabbed Feng Guangmo at an extremely fast speed. Feng Guangmo didn't even look at it. The soul blade slashed directly, and a dark light flashed, and a "puff" sound came from the air, as if something had been ignited.

"broken!"

Feng Guangmo only has one word in his mouth.

With a "bang", the blood spear was broken into two pieces. Belk's face changed slightly, but he ignored the blood spear and grabbed Feng Guangmo with one claw. However, when his hand reached into Feng Guangmo's body, he found that it was just a phantom. Seeing this scene, Belk knew that he had fallen into a trap, and he didn't look behind him. He turned around and had a claw. He did catch something, but it was the soul blade.

"Swish!"

The Soul Blade cut through Belk's palm, and blood flowed down the Soul Blade, and the Soul Blade absorbed Belk's blood, and blood was overflowing in the darkness.

"It's okay." Belk retreated aside. He looked at the palm of his hand. A flat wound was extremely terrifying. However, he was a blood clan. If he waited for a few seconds, the wound would definitely heal. However, half a minute passed and he found something wrong. Not only did the wound on his hand show no sign of healing, but the blood flowed more and more.

"What did you do to me?" Belk was angry. He roared at Feng Guangmo. It was an extremely terrifying method to prevent the wounds of the blood clan from healing.

Feng Guangmo smiled coldly, all of this was as expected by him. He shook his weapon: "This is the soul blade. The wound it caused contains my soul power. I don't want your wound to heal, so it will naturally not heal."

Belk's face changed drastically. It was the first time he heard that such martial arts was really terrifying. It completely made their blood clan's immortal body use its place. As long as Feng Guangmo went back and forth to create a few wounds for him, it would probably make him bleed and die. Looking at Feng Guangmo, Belk really felt something was wrong.

Yang Yu had been confronting Loves for a few minutes. When they saw Feng Guangmo gaining the upper hand, the two of them took action at the same time.

Loves' weapon is a long sword. The name of this sword is the Sword of the Archangel, which is the exclusive sword prepared by the Holy See that Loves uses a sword, Yang Yu smiled. His favorite is the opponent who uses a sword.

"Angel Realm!" Loves looked at Yang Yu coldly, "No matter how powerful you are, in my Angel Realm, all the light is your enemy. I can condense a bunch of lightsabers until you kill you."

"Domain?" Yang Yu was a little surprised. He felt it carefully. This was a field of light. Compared with Chinese warriors, it was almost equivalent to understanding the field of light's artistic conception. He has been comprehending for nearly a year, but he still has not found a way to integrate the artistic conception of light into the sixth realm.

The Angel Domain wrapped Yang Yu in it, feeling warm all over his body, as if he had no power, but then it suddenly changed drastically, and countless lights condensed into a long sword visible to the naked eye. This long sword was exactly the same as the Angel's sword in Loves's hand. Seeing this scene, Yang Yu's Haotian Sword waved: "Sixth Level Domain, Get Up!"

The sixth-level realm is a field formed by the fusion of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and lightning. As soon as it appears, half of the light is instantly dispersed. When Loves saw Yang Yu's realm, he immediately increased his control over the angel realm, and the two realms collided fiercely.

Yang Yu's cultivation is not as good as Luo Fus, but relying on the strength of the sixth-level domain, they could not do anything to each other for a while, and constantly increasing their control over the domain. Yang Yu suddenly discovered a hint of strangeness. When they were fighting against their domain, some light merged into his sixth-level domain.

"This..." Yang Yu was excited, "Light has been integrated into the sixth level field. As long as I find the key, I can immediately turn the sixth level field into the seventh level. It's really God helping me."

Thinking of this, Yang Yu ignored Luo Fus and incorporated all his spiritual consciousness into the domain. He wanted to see what special the power of light integrated into the sixth realm was. He used his spiritual consciousness to tightly lock the light. Yang Yu was suddenly stunned. The light integrated into the sixth realm had completely become a part of his realm.

"No, this is not that my sixth-level realm has merged with light, but that my sixth-level realm is already in the light, and this world is bright from beginning to end, haha!" Yang Yu suddenly laughed, and he finally understood the key. (To be continued...)
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