Strong!

Have to say, this time the confrontation, Yang Ye three people are completely in the downwind.

Four worlds!

These three people and a wild animal are really a day and a land compared with the four realms they met before. You know, before, a strong man of four realms could hardly take on Yang Ye's five pieces of sword domain!

However, Yang Ye's opponent just now took over. Not only did he receive it, but he was shaken.

No water of the four strong!

The corner of Yang Ye's mouth suddenly lifted slightly. At the next moment, he walked slowly towards the man holding the sword.

The strong!

He Yang Ye is in need of such a strong man without water. Only in this way can he have pressure and pressure to release himself. Only in this way can he find his own shortcomings and the advantages of his opponent!

War!

All along, he is eager for a good fight!

It's natural to fight with an'nan-jing.however, we can only stop at it. After all, they can't fight for life and death! But this one is different.

This one in front of us is divided into victory and defeat, as well as life and death!

In the distance, the swordsman looked at Yang Ye with no expression on his face. However, in his hand, there was an unreal long sword.

The strong fight, many times, than the mood, popular point, is the mentality. If the state of mind jumps, the momentum is naturally weak. Yang Ye, with his sword in his hand, went to the death servant with a sword. He had an indescribable confidence and momentum.

However, the death attendant was calm and unaffected by the momentum of Yang Ye!

The strong?

The death attendant of the desolate people, what strong man have not seen? Although the poplar leaf is strong, it is still much worse than the wild emperor of the barren tribe and the strong ones of some eternal countries in those years. Yang Ye wants to pressure each other with momentum, which is obviously impossible.

The Zhu in Yang Ye's hands suddenly disappeared, replaced by the sword ancestor.

This time, he didn't want to kill, but to fight!

Under the gaze of a Leng and Huang Ying, Yang Ye suddenly turns into a sword light and disappears there.

At this time, the knife in the death attendant's hand suddenly moved.

With a knife!

The knife is cold, powerful and fast!

Sword to sword!

Boom!

The space in the field suddenly trembled, and then, the space within hundreds of thousands of Li in the square circle cracked in an instant, just like a huge spider web, which was extremely frightening!

However, soon, the space here suddenly returned to normal, at the same time, an invisible force appeared in this world of life and death! With the emergence of this invisible force, the space of the whole world of life and death has become more solid.

Not far away, Huang Ying looked up at the sky and said, "someone has stepped in to strengthen the space here!"

A cold voice: "the high-level of the desolate people are looking here?"

Huang Ying nods.

Ah Leng's eyes closed slowly. "When I was in the eternal kingdom, my family had recorded the death attendants of this desolate tribe. It is said that you are all death attendants who have experienced many battles. They would rather die in battle than surrender. It was you who stormed into the eternal kingdom, which made countless powerful people in the eternal kingdom scared! Come on, let me see if you are really as strong as the rumor

The voice falls, ah Leng's body gradually illusory!

The next moment, ah Leng suddenly disappeared in the same place. When he reappeared, he was already on the top of the death servant with blood red fists in his hands.

One hand down!

This palm, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth, makes people dare not look directly.

The Chamberlain suddenly raised his head with a blow.

On his fist, it was a bloody red fist!

The whole world trembled violently when the fist and palm collided. However, at this time, ah Leng had disappeared. The next moment, a hand made a seal on the front door of the dead servant...

in this way, a Leng had at least a thousand palms on the dead servant in less than a breath!

And that death servant, although was shocked to the back repeatedly back, but, ah Leng every palm he followed. However, ah Leng's momentum is not weak, but stronger and stronger!

It's real!

Huang Ying took back his eyes, and then looked up at the young man riding the wild beast in front of him. "Come on, let's have a good fight!"

The voice fell, and his body trembled. It turned into a long rainbow and shot towards the young man.

On the other side, Yang Ye fights with the death servant of the sword repair again.

The most fierce battle in the field is Yang Ye and this Dao Xiu's death attendant. Their fighting methods are the most insidious. Each time they make a move, they will leave a bloodstain on each other!

In this way, in a short period of time, Yang Ye and that knife blade repair is already full of scars.

The sword sees blood, the sword enters the skin!

Hongmeng tower.

On the platform, Xiaobai looks at the sky with the calf and Erya and the sword Sutra. Xiaobai's eyes are full of anxiety.

Not far away, it is an Nanjing, and Annan Jing has no expression.After a while, Xiaobai takes a look at an'nan-jing, and then she flies to an'nan-jing and points to the top of her finger. It means that she can take the calf and they go out to help Yang Ye.

At the beginning, she was ready to take the monsters behind her to help Yang Ye, but she was blocked by an Nanjing.

An Nanjing took a look at Xiaobai, and then said, "look at me obediently."

Xiaobai hesitates. At this time, an Nanjing suddenly walks towards her. Xiaobai flies to Erya's shoulder and sits on it obediently.

Not far away, the sword Sutra saw this scene, some funny, this lawless Xiaobai, still have fear!

The sword Scripture naturally understands the meaning of an Nanjing. Yang Ye is now improving herself through fighting. If they do, it is not difficult to kill the dead servant. However, in this way, it is impossible for Yang Ye to improve himself, and in the long run, Yang Ye will eventually stop. In normal combat, Yang Ye has to come by himself, which is also his own request.

Sword Jing walked to Annam Jing side, she looked up at the sky, "that dead servant, very strong."

"It's OK," Annan said quietly

Not bad!

The sword Scripture said with a bitter smile, "miss an, they are not OK. In those days, the waiters of the wasteland were frightening to the strong men of the eternal kingdom. In the war of that year, the Legion composed of these bodyguards, after entering the eternal kingdom, drove straight into it and almost killed the capital of the eternal kingdom. These people are truly experienced in many battles. No, they have experienced countless battles! "

Speaking of this, she looked at an Nanjing and said, "of course, if you meet miss an, they won't get any advantage!"

Body of martial god!

This constitution is not a joke. In terms of combat, ordinary people can't match it. Even Yang Ye is inferior to an'nan'jing in fighting.

In fact, the sword Sutra is very curious. If Yang Ye and an Nanjing fight for life and death, who will win?

Outside Hongmeng tower.

The battle is still going on!

The powerful strength of several people's hand in hand made the surrounding space tremble, but at this time, no matter how many people fight, the space is not broken, not only not broken, not even cracked!

The space here is enough to bear the power of the five strong!

Boom!

At this time, with the sound of a blast, Yang Ye and the death attendant with a knife were separated. After flying hundreds of feet, they fell on the ground, and then rolled back nearly a hundred feet!

Where they fall, blood red!

It's red with blood!

But soon, both of them stood up again, their hands trembling!

At a distance, two people suddenly disappeared.

Boom!

A sudden violent tremor in some space!

Two people fly out again, however, in the moment that Yang Ye flies out, the death attendant holding a knife suddenly holds a long knife in his hands and faces the space in front of him.

Hiss!

This time, the illusory sword directly fell into the space, and the dead servant with the sword stopped in place with the help of the reinforced space! The next moment, he held a long knife in both hands and threw it at the poplar leaves in the distance.

Hiss!

The long knife across the space, the whole space suddenly ripples.

All of a sudden, Yang's body flashed in the distance, and his body was still unreal.

Sword field!

With the appearance of the sword field, the speed of the long sword that had come to him suddenly slowed down. However, the power contained in the sword was still very strong, and there was a tendency to break the territory!

Yang Ye holds the sword in both hands and faces forward with a stab!

Hiss!

Sword, space a surge!

Boom!

As soon as the sword and sword touch, the space in the field is instantly boiling up, just like a big earthquake.

The unreal sword trembled violently and then disappeared. At this time, the sword in Yang Ye's hand suddenly broke away from his own hand. A sword light flashed through the field and stabbed the dead servant holding the sword!

In the distance, the death servant with a knife looked at the sword coldly. When the sword came to him for several feet, he suddenly made a knife with his hand, which was a split.

The light of the knife!

Boom! Boom!

In the air, a series of explosion sound constantly sounded.

After a few minutes, a shadow was thrown out to the rear.

This figure is the death servant with a knife.

A thousand feet away, the death servant with a knife fell to the ground, but soon, he stood up. When he stood up, his face had already lost the calm before, instead of ferocity and ferocity!

The hand of the Deacon holding the knife clasped tightly, and the blood vessels trembled under the skin.

Gradually, the breath of death servant holding a knife is stronger and stronger. After a short period of breath, its breath is several times as much as before!

"Blood secret method!"

At this time, Yang Ye's brain suddenly heard the voice of the wild win, "brother Yang, be careful, this is the blood secret method, they can forcibly improve their own strength, you..."Before Huang Ying's words were finished, the Dao Xiu suddenly disappeared in place. In a flash, a long Dao's Qi flashed in the field.

Come to the limit!

In the distance, Yang Ye's pupil suddenly shrinks, holding the sword in both hands, subconsciously moving forward is the first gear.

Boom!

That Dao Qi directly blew Yang Ye thousands of feet away!

Yang Ye fell on the ground, blood essence in his mouth, in his body, has been completely cracked, blood splashed!

Holding a knife, xiulenglengleng took a look at the poplar leaves in the distance, "weak!"

At this time, the poplar leaf suddenly looked up. In a flash, a strong artistic conception rises from the body of poplar leaf!

Crazy!

Crazy blood!

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