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Above the sky, Dongfang Yu, the eighth Yanjun's disciple, looked at Hong Ling, the tenth disciple in front of him. His heart was shaking. He didn't expect that under the joint efforts of his side, he was killed by the matchless sons one after another. What's more, he is now facing the danger of being killed in town.

"Hongling, the tenth apostle, you can't..." The Eastern Emperor just opened his mouth and caught a sword shadow from the corner of his eye. He only had time to put the long bow in front of him and tried to stop the sword. In an instant, his consciousness was flooded with intense pain.

Hiss! The voice of flesh and blood sounded, and immediately there was a head with blood flying rapidly. In a trance, Dongfang Yu's severed head can still be seen, and the broken long bow in his hand is constantly collapsing. At this time, the tenth apostle, who was indifferent, suddenly locked his pupils. In an instant, the whole body of the eighth apostle, together with the magic tools in his hands, broke into pieces.

"You're still left!" Hong Ling raised her head and looked at the huge Yan Fu pen.

At this time, the artifact of transforming Taoism is constantly ringing and shaking. Under the drag of the chain, it writes one after another abstruse Memorial. As the treasure of the eighth Yanluo palace, the power of this object is absolutely obvious to all. But in front of the tenth apostle, it didn't seem to be enough.

"To this day, do you still want to struggle in vain?" Hong Ling sneered and flung the sleeves.

Hum! The remaining eight swords trembled slightly and burst out in an instant. They took up the violent power and went down to Yan Fu's pen. Such a powerful momentum makes the giant brush of the heaven's divine tool level constantly lament.

Bang bang bang! Countless sacrificial rites were broken. So that there is a strong blood between heaven and earth. At this time, they did not even make effective resistance, but were directly crushed. As for the Yan Fu pen, which wrote them, it was cutting by countless swords.

Countless sparks appeared on the ink green jade brush, and then quickly extinguished. When all the law fluctuations on the sword gradually subsided, the huge Yan Fu pen and the chain that locked his pen body completely turned into nothingness. From the beginning to the end, it failed to effectively resist the attack of matchless sons.

"How could it be, this tenth apostle, how could it be so strong?" Zhao Yuesheng looked at Hong Ling in disbelief, his body trembled slightly. It is a great irony that her brother and two other apostles were killed by the lowest one.

Moreover, even the Yan Fu pen from the eighth Hall of hell could not compete with the tenth apostle. The young man in white who was brought back by Su Yanjun, how could he be so terrible. What's more shocking is that he killed so many Huadao realms, but his power has not yet been proved. What kind of situation has he reached and whether he has stepped out of the level of the realm of Huadao.

"What a terrible fellow, this tenth apostle, seems to have surpassed you, the sixth apostle, Lord Mulan Xiang!" At this time, shangguanyou's mouth is bleeding, and the huge sword in his hand is also constantly cracking. Obviously, even if he attacked Mulan Xiang as the fifth apostle, he could not compete with her.

"Since he has surpassed me, doesn't it mean that he has already surpassed your Lord shangguanyou?" Mulan Xiang smiles and is obviously excited.

The stronger the tenth apostle Hong Ling was, the more exciting it was for her. With the help of such a strong man, she is more confident of finding her sister. As long as I can find my sister and let her die, it's OK.

Boom! Suddenly there was a violent roar between heaven and earth, which made the void vibrate constantly. Blue read embarrassed figure at this time from the void heavy fall, a face of decadent color. He had tried his best, but still could not compete with the ninth apostle Zhao Yuesheng. Obviously, the power of the Apostle is far from being able to smooth it out with the power of arousing blood.

"Damn it, Apostle 10 can kill many places in succession, but I can't even beat this little ninth. Is it true that my blue reading is so frustrated? " Blue read murmur, just embarrassed to get up, the corner of the eye has already caught the sharp point that falls rapidly.

Keng! The voice of Jintie jiaoming rings out, but the matchless son of the world reaches out and directly grasps Zhao Yuesheng's magic weapon and stares at her coldly.

LAN Niang just escaped a robbery, and the people have rushed out and dare not stay here again. He looked at Hongling's white palm with awe and awe. The power of this guy is really terrible. It's really abnormal to be able to take a blow from the apostles to activate the artifact.

"Mr. Zhao Yuesheng, it seems that there is not too much hatred between you and me! Why do you want to unite with these guys and kill me? " Hong Ling looked at the girl coldly with her eyes full of killing intention. If not, he would kill Zhao Yuesheng directly.

"Hum! You have taken my brother Zhao Yueyin's position as an apostle. This is a big feud. I, Zhao Yuesheng, is his sister, so I have the duty to kill you. As long as you disappear temporarily, Su Yanjun will consider making my brother the tenth apostle! Therefore, between you and me, we can only live forever

Zhao Yuesheng did not hide his intention to kill, or that she was holding the idea of never dying with Hongling. In any case, she had to account for her dead father. Since the tenth Yanjun died in Tianguan, she must give her brother the best life. And the tenth apostle was the most valuable thing she could give."Hum! Kill me for your brother's sake! Zhao Yuesheng, you are really a madman! " Hongling's mind moved, and in an instant, a powerful force of robbery poured out of her palm, shattering the magic tool of Daoism in her hands. He didn't talk nonsense. He turned his body into a flash and had already bent his finger in his throat.

Bang! Zhao Yuesheng's whole person was directly shocked into a blood mist by the powerful finger force, leaving nothing behind. The strength of this ninth apostle was not even as strong as that of the seventh apostle Gongsun ye, because he could not bear Hongling's nirvana. Because of this, she has no room to resist.

Turning around and looking at shangguanyou, the fifth Yanjun's disciple who is fighting with Mulan Xiang rapidly, Hong Ling's eyes are still killing. He didn't even need any hesitation, but he put his hand on the Yan Huang emperor mirror under his feet. In an instant, a thick flame, the metal slurry was grabbed by him and quickly condensed into a hot spear.

"Fifth apostle Shangguan you, you still have such confidence in yourself! Don't you want to run away, sir With a smile and a flash of body, Hong Ling has already joined the battle situation of the two men.

With the spear horizontal, Hongling blocked Mulan Xiang's attack and let him retreat slightly. He looked at shangguanyou, who had awakened his ghost and ghost blood, and swept the flame spear. In an instant, the roaring flame directly burned the void, burning out a flaming gully.

There was no time to think about it. The fifth apostle only had time to cross his huge sword and stopped Hong Ling's attack. He thought that he should be able to compete with the tenth apostle on pure strength after he had awakened his blood, but that was just wishful thinking.

Bang! The body shape is shaken by the powerful force from the giant sword, and shangguanyou's hands are rapidly broken. The bloody muscle tissue is being torn apart. The blazing flame, constantly burning all the scattered pieces, left a bad smell of burning in the void.

Click! The first flame crack floats on the giant sword, which makes shangguanyou's injury worse. He was injured by the shock force of Hong Ling's attack. At this time, Benming Huadao's artifact was severely damaged, and the injury was aggravated a little bit.

"Too weak! It's so weak Hong Ling looked at the tall fifth apostle with some dissatisfaction. His face was a little boring.

"You dare to laugh at me!" Shangguan you looked at the tenth Yanjun's apprentice with anger on his face. His eyes were full of evil spirit. He had been severely injured by Hongling before, but he didn't remember to eat or fight. Now come again, it is a good scar forget the pain, the intention of a snow before shame. Unfortunately, such an idea is too naive.

"What can you do if you laugh at you?" Hong Ling raised her head slightly and put her right hand forward.

Hiss! The blazing flame spear directly fell into shangguanyou's eyebrows and disappeared completely in the head of this man. This made the fifth Yanjun's disciples extremely painful, and could not stop shouting. At this time, he was burning by an unspeakable flame law, and gradually lost its powerful power.

"Hongling, the tenth apostle, I will not let you go! Other Lord Yan will definitely want you to die! You wait. After you get out of hell, we will report what you have done today to you. At that time, even Su Yanjun can't protect you! "

Shangguan you constantly screamed, the body was slowly ablated by the flame. His breath, at this time, is also rapidly disappearing. Obviously, his power of transforming the Taoist realm can not compete with Hongling's flame spear. Even the power of his blood is being incinerated.

"Dying struggle?" Hong Ling sneered, then clapped at the man, "you'd better wait until you get out of hell alive, and then you can speak hard! I'm really not interested in hearing what you say here

Boom! The fifth apostle broke up in an instant, and the whole world was enveloped in flames. When his last bit of robbery completely disappeared, there were only four people left in the whole world. In addition to Hong Ling, Mu Lanxiang and LAN Nian, there is a monk in Ning Dao state who is watching the three men with fear.

"Well, I didn't expect that this guy was clever and didn't dare to run away!" Hong Ling turned her head and looked at the monk Ning Dao. She turned to smile and showed her white teeth.

"How can he run away? With me lannian, he can't escape my perception even with a blink of his eyelids!" LAN Nian curls her lips and seems to have confidence in her own ability.

"Well, the adult of Ning Dao Jing, come on, tell me the real murderer! Who sent you here? "

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