Chapter 340 Sweep, Mo Yu’s aura (page 12)

In the imperial capital, in the sky above the Miter family.

As the capital of the Gama Empire, the Imperial Capital is undoubtedly the number one city in the empire, and the people of the Imperial Capital have always been known for being arrogant and looking down on outsiders.

However, the residents of the imperial capital at this time were like country bumpkins, looking at the battle of kings in the sky in shock.

The melee between thirty Dou Wang warriors emitted powerful and majestic Dou Qi fluctuations, roaring in the sky, pulling everyone's attention.

The pairs of colorful fighting wings that kept exchanging figures in the sky blinded everyone's eyes.

Such a magnificent war scene is rare even in the Jiama Empire for a hundred years.

You must know that Dou Wangqiang is already qualified to be among the top ten strong men in the Jiama Empire. This is enough to prove that Dou Wangqiang is powerful and rare.

However, in the war in the sky, every once in a while, a strong fighter would fall on the spot.

"Look, that's Yunfu. Elder Yunfu of Yunlan Sect has died!"

"Xiao Yan, it was Xiao Yan who did it. Elder Yunfu died at the hands of Xiao Yan!"

"Including the two fighting kings who died in his hands just now, in just a short moment, there are three strong fighting kings who fell in Xiao Yan's hands."

"I originally thought that Mo Yu was already extremely evil to be able to defeat three powerful Dou Huang warriors. It seems that Xiao Yan is not inferior at all. The twin dragons of the Xiao family are really terrifying!"

Shocking sounds spread all over the city. In a short period of time, the troops of Yunlan Sect were quickly defeated under the siege of Yuan Mansion.

Even Yun Du, the three powerful Dou Huang warriors, were entangled by Tie Wu Sumei and Yin Gu Lao, three powerful warriors from the Black Angle Region. It was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Seeing this scene, all the major forces in the empire were stunned and shocked.

Originally I thought that Mo Yu only had powerful Dou Wangs under his command. Although there were many people, their top combat power was slightly insufficient, but who would have thought that there were three powerful Dou Huangs among them.

In just a few years, he had gathered such a huge force under his command. Whether it was his talent or his methods, Mo Yu was truly a genius that was rarely seen in the Jiama Empire for a thousand years.

When the battle broke out in the sky, urgent shouts continued to be heard in the chaotic manor.

"Everyone, hold still. Don't fight them head-on. Crossbowmen, prepare your Qi-breaking arrows again!"

In the manor, looking at the rapidly collapsing defense line, Ya Fei also shouted hurriedly, facing the Yunlan Sect's nearly massive offensive, even if it was.

"Clan leader, there are less than a hundred Qi-breaking arrows left!" After hearing Ya Fei's command, a guard said quickly.

"Use them all for me!" Ya Fei raised her eyebrows and shouted. However, just as the shout fell, it stopped under a silver shadow that flashed down from the sky.

The silver shadow fell to the ground, Mo Yu smiled slightly at Yafei and said: "Sister Yafei, I haven't seen you for three years, and you are getting more and more beautiful."

Looking a little absent-mindedly at the handsome face in front of him that was a little more mature than three years ago, at this moment, it seemed that the constant urgent shouts from around him also disappeared.

Ya Fei's straight nose gradually filled with sadness, and her eye circles were also a little red. A slightly hoarse but particularly beautiful voice came out from her red lips: "You are such a stinky brat, why are you willing to come back?"

"Thank you for your hard work these past three years."

Looking at the mist in those seductive peach blossom eyes, Mo Yu stepped forward and gently stroked it away, sighing softly.

Taking in the Xiao family, Yafei has been under a lot of pressure over the years. If it weren't for the support of Ebi, she might not have been able to persevere.

Yafei, who originally had some grievances in her heart, disappeared like smoke in this low voice with some apologies, and she smiled with alluring charm.

After comforting Ya Fei, Mo Yu chuckled and said, "Sister Ya Fei, thank you. Leave the Yun Lan Sect to me."

After saying this, without waiting for Ya Fei's reply, she appeared in the middle of the manor in a flash.

"Hey, be careful, there are too many of them." Seeing Mo Yu flying up into the air, Yafei shouted hurriedly.

Mo Yu smiled and nodded, and immediately turned his gaze to the white tide in the periphery, with a cold cruelty flashing in his eyes.

With a wave of his palm, a ball of crimson thunder and virtual white thunder surged into his palm, exuding terrifying power in the void.

"Sister Yafei, let the Miter family retreat. These lines of defense are no longer needed."

Hearing the sound coming from mid-air, Ya Fei was startled, but immediately without hesitation, she waved her delicate hand, and the Miter tribesmen who were holding on to the defense line quickly retracted.

As the Miter tribe retreated, the white tide suddenly surged in and immediately occupied most of the manor.

"boom!"

When the Yunlan Sect disciples were frantically occupying the manor, suddenly, there was a roaring sound of electricity.

At the forefront of the white tide, a red thunderbolt suddenly fell from the head of a Yunlan Sect disciple, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person turned into a black corpse, lifeless.

The sudden strangeness made everyone startled. However, while everyone was still stunned, the sound of thunder falling one after another resounded continuously!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the dim sky, streaks of red and white thunder complement each other and land one after another in the huge manor.

And this thunder is like the scythe of death. Every time it lands, a Yunlan Sect disciple will be hit and immediately turn into a black corpse, without exception.

The disciples of Yunlan Sect poured towards the innermost layer of the manor like a tide. The people behind were unaware of the changes ahead due to their line of sight, so they could only crowd in blindly. However, when the momentum of crowding gradually entered a certain When a limit is reached, the sickle of death will draw quietly.

As more and more Yunlan Sect disciples were struck to death by lightning, a commotion of fear finally spread completely.

In the midst of such a powerful thunder punishment, Yunlan Sect's huge offensive began to collapse, and everyone's faces were filled with the same fear and horror.

When the Yunlan Sect disciples fled from the outermost edge of the manor as if fleeing for their lives, the terrifying thunder punishment gradually disappeared. However, at this moment, the Yunlan Sect disciples had already suffered heavy losses. In the previous horror, At least half of the people were extremely cruel and turned into black corpses on the ground.

As the disciples of Yunlan Sect receded like a tide, the manor was covered with horrible black corpses. If you count them carefully, there were hundreds of them.

The entire manor inside and outside also became deathly silent under such strangeness. In less than ten minutes, half of the Yunlan Sect's disciples turned into corpses.

At this scene, no matter the Miter clan members, the Yunlan Sect disciples, or the onlookers outside, they all felt chills all over their bodies, as if they were in an abyss.

This scene was too terrifying for them.

After the silence lasted for a while, the eyes finally turned suddenly to the silver-eyed young man in mid-air.

At this moment, the latter is slowly stretching out his hands. On his palms, two groups of red and white thunderbolts are emitting a terrifying sound of sizzling electricity.