The picture of the Hundred War Gods Fighting over Yang Yu's head, rays of purple-gray light spread out, like divine light, exuding the power of chaos.

"Now, tell me, is it that the fighter of your Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, did I use conspiracy to kill, or should I use the Shura sword in my hand to kill one by one?"

Yang Yu spoke, looked at Zhang Ning, spoke in a cold tone, and pointed the Shura knife in his hand at Zhang Ning.

"Bastard! You actually dare to kill my subordinates!"

Zhang Ning was immediately furious, his face became increasingly ugly. He took out a long sword directly from his hand, and countless fighting spirits swept out, and the aura of the fighting spirit realm was extremely terrifying.

"Hmph, your Wild Wolf Mercenary Group used a fake treasure map to harm me, and surrounded me in the Demonic River. How dare you say that I used a conspiracy?"

Yang Yu spoke and looked at Zhang Ning, his eyes becoming extremely cold.

"You are seeking death. If you don't kill you today, it will be difficult to vent my hatred!"

Zhang Ning stared at Yang Yu, shouted angrily, and directly held the sword in his hand and rushed towards Yang Yu. The fighting spirit swept over the sword in his hand, and actually activated the fighting skills.

"Slaying stone!"

Zhang Ning slashed out a sword, with a terrifying power, and the fighting spirit surged like a tsunami.

"A sword that breaks the sky."

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and the extreme power burst out again in his body, sweeping out from Yang Yu's body and the Shura Sword.

The Shura Sword, which fuses the Great Dao Sword Seal, has already had a sharp attack power, just like it fuses the Great Dao.

Now, the extreme of power has poured in again, and its power has suddenly increased again.

"boom!"

With one knife, countless red and golden divine lights swept through the Shura Sword.

Almost instantly, Zhang Ning's body retreated, and the long sword in his hand was cut off in an instant, and the break was so smooth that it was shockingly smooth.

"Zhang Ning, you shouldn't have been fooled. You shouldn't have messed with me. Today, you are the one who will die here!"

Yang Yu spoke, looking at Zhang Ning's steady pace, step by step towards Zhang Ning with an ugly face.

"Damn it, just an eight-star fighter. I, Zhang Ning, are two-star fighter spirits, and I am afraid you won't succeed!"

Zhang Ning snorted coldly, and countless fighting spirits condensed from his hands, filled with a terrifying aura.

"Die,"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. He took the step to break the void and disappeared instantly.

"boom!"

The next second, Zhang Ning looked in front of him and punched him directly, condensing his strongest attack, and trying to rush towards him.

"Die Tian Yi Dao!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, retracting the power of his power, and the destructive power in Yuanli Dharma appeared and rushed directly to the Shura Sword.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void around the Shura Sword, as if it had been torn apart.

This time, Yang Yu directly slashed Zhang Ning's arm with one knife, almost instantly shattering the fighting spirit he condensed.

"puff……"

With a sound of blood, Zhang Ning's right hand was cut off by Yang Yu.

"ah!"

Zhang Ning roared in pain, his body retreated rapidly, and looked at Yang Yu in great horror.

Dou Ling is not an opponent of a fighting master, and his fighting spirit is shattered, so he can't fight against Yang Yu at all.

Indeed, Yang Yu, who possesses three things: Shura Sword, Sanzhantian Holy Body and the Hundred War Gods' Soldiers Catalogue, cannot use common sense to guess in the world where he fights through the sky.

"Stay someone under the knife, Zhang Ning, you can't kill him!"

At this time, a man walked out of the Mercenary Guild. He walked out of a portal. He was a middle-aged man with the strength of a five-star fighting spirit.

"President!"

All the mercenaries looked over and spoke immediately, shouting respectfully.

"Today, he will definitely die. Whoever blocks my way will train him!"

Yang Yu turned around and looked at the president of the Mercenary Guild and spoke coldly. He is now fully fire-powered and is not afraid of a five-star fighting spirit, and at most he can fight for both sides.

"Zhang Ning is one of the three major mercenary groups of my Mercenary Guild. I can't watch him. If you kill him, you'd better stop,"

The president spoke, looked at Yang Yu, and advised him.

"What if I don't?"

Yang Yu spoke and looked at the president, his eyes cold.

"If you insist on killing him, I can only stop him."

The president spoke and said helplessly that their Mercenary Guild must not be missing Zhang Ning, the fighting spirit.

"Oh, your Mercenary Guild is quite lively today."

Just when the sword was tense and the smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder, an old man and a girl came over at the gate of the Mercenary Guild.

"Oh? President Kam actually came out? It's a strange thing."

The old man walked into the Mercenary Guild and saw the president of the Mercenary Guild, and immediately looked surprised.

"Master, here, people are dead."

The girl behind the old man spoke and pointed to the twelve great fighters of the wild wolf mercenary group who fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

He frowned and immediately looked at President Kam.

"Don't worry about what's wrong with me, I'm even more curious. What wind has blown you Mr. Hua and Yuran over?"

President Kam did not answer, but asked Mr. Hua.

And these two are the fourth-grade alchemist Hua from the Alchemist Guild and his apprentice Yuran.

"I? There is nothing special about it, I'm here to find Brother Yang Yu."

Mr. Hua spoke and said to President Kam with a smile.

"Master, he is there."

Yu Ran spoke and pointed to Yang Yu, whose face was cold, like a god of killing.

"Brother Yang Yu, why are you so anxious to leave? You have just finished the alchemist assessment and have not received your clothes and badges yet."

Mr. Hua spoke, hurriedly walked towards Yang Yu, and spoke helplessly.

"What?"

"Alchemist assessment?"

"If Yang Yu won't pass the alchemist assessment after receiving the badge and clothes, wouldn't he?"

The mercenaries around him immediately looked at Yang Yu and Mr. Hua as if they had seen a ghost.

"Old Hua, what did you just say? Yang Yu can get the alchemist robe and badge?"

President Kam's face changed suddenly and he looked at Mr. Hua incredibly.

Zhang Ning's face turned pale in an instant. He thought he could get the protection of President Kam, so he escaped.

"Nonsense, Yang Yu is a genius who can only be one in a thousand years. He is only seven years old and can already refine third-grade elixirs. Now he is a real third-grade pharmacist!"

Mr. Hua spoke, his tone still tremblingly.

"Third-grade alchemist?"

President Kam's scalp suddenly became numb and shocked.

The people around him were speechless. The seven-year-old third-grade alchemist was too cruel.

"Brother Yang Yu, the alchemist robe that I just made for you, and this, the third-grade alchemist badge."

Mr. Hua came to Yang Yu and gave Yang Yu all the badge and robe.

"Thank you."

Yang Yu nodded, put away the alchemist badge, and looked at President Kam again, and said coldly, "I want to kill Zhang Ning, do you want to stop me?"

"No more stopping, no more stopping."

President Kam shook his head quickly and said helplessly.

He can't afford to offend a seven-year-old third-grade alchemist.
Chapter completed!