"Sky Falling Smoke!"

Lang Duanyan retreated explosively, and at the same time, formed hand seals. The purple light around his body crazily rose, and his right pupil that was covered in blood threads, started to change from purple to purple!

"Boom!"

"Sky Falling Smoke!"

With a wave of his hand, a cigarette, that was the size of a refrigerator, fell from the sky, straight towards Duan Qing Yang!

It was obvious that he wanted to pummel him to death with a puff of his cigarette!

"Humph! Although there are some F class superpowers, they are still too weak!"

When Duan Qingyang raised his head and saw the gigantic cigarette butt that had fallen from the sky, he was first stunned for a moment before he let out a disdainful snort. He gently waved his hand and a deep blue light shot out from his hand, striking the gigantic cigarette butt.

"Bam!"

The giant cigarette butts were like eggs touching a rock. They immediately exploded from the impact and turned into purple sparks, dissipating into the air!

At the same time, the Soul Severing Knife rushed forward with unstoppable momentum. Regardless of whether it was the Shield of Blood or the G Class Power Multiplication, once it met the dark blue Soul Severing Knife, it would transform into an eggshell and shatter with a single slash!

"So powerful, is this the difference between two realms?"

After being slashed by the Jasper Blood Shield and Multi-Sizing, Lang Duanyan's face had become extremely pale.

He looked at the Soul Severing Knife that was quickly approaching and felt a strong sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. Adding on the influence the Soul Severing Knife had on his soul, Lang Duanyan could no longer hold on after his double transformed body broke into two halves.

He fell to the ground!

"I'm afraid this cut, will be equally matched with Wang Xiaoyu's Red Demonic Blade!"

Lang Duanyan had already closed his eyes and he felt a deep sense of despair. From the Soul Severing Knife, he could almost see the might of Wang Xiaoyu's one slash that night … That was a overwhelming slash, a slash that no one could defend against. That was a slash that no one could even recognize!

"Dying under this blade, I have no regrets!"

Lang Duanyan lamented powerlessly in his heart. The swift approach of the Soul Severing Knife made him feel that the Longteng Gold Medallion's heart was bound to his soul.

It broke apart in an instant!

"Hahaha …" I never thought that when I was free, I would be at the brink of losing my life. Wang Xiaoyu, I have already done my best! "

The unparalleled proximity of the Soul Severing Knife made him sigh for life in just a thousandth of a second!

"Three meters!"

"Two meters!"

"One meter!"

"Twenty centimeters!"

"Five centimeters!"

Even though Lang Duanyan's eyes were closed, the berserk trembling of his soul allowed him to clearly predict the distance of the Soul Severing Knife!

"One centimeter!"

When he sensed that the Soul Severing Knife was less than a centimeter away from him, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Just as the Soul Severing Knife was a centimeter away from his body, when it was about to cut apart his soul, a sudden low explosion came from in front of him!

Even though this muffled explosion could be heard, it still pulled Lang Duanyan back from the depths of his soul!

"This is?"

Lang Duanyan fiercely opened his right eye. There was no longer the Soul Severing Knife in front of him whose soul was trembling!

His gaze turned to look at Duan Qingyang who was a few meters away, only to see that Duan Qingyang's gaze had turned towards Taoist Huoyan!

"Old Huo, what are you doing? "Why did you interrupt me?"

Duan Qingyang stared at Taoist Huoyan in puzzlement!

He wasn't afraid of Lang Duanyan escaping at all, because in his eyes, Lang Duanyan was already a grasshopper that he could pinch to death anytime.

"What is it? Old Duan, can you only stop me from killing someone and not interrupt you? "

Confronted with Duan Qingyang's puzzlement, the Taoist Huoyan stared at Lang Duanyan while playing with the dark blue ball in his palm!

Obviously, that Soul Severing Knife was interrupted by the Taoist Huoyan using a special method!

"Old Huo, I know I was wrong to stop you, but, you should know about my Soul Severing Knife.

Hearing Taoist Huoyan's reply, Duan Qingyang speechlessly shook his head. Taoist Huoyan must have thought that he wanted to kill Lang Duanyan, which was why he stopped Duan Qingyang!

After all, when Taoist Huoyan wanted to kill Lang Duanyan, he was stopped by Duan Qingyang everywhere. And now that Duan Qingyang had successfully stopped him, he actually wanted to kill Lang Duanyan?

Sure enough, the Taoist Huoyan snorted, and then crushed the dark blue ball in his hand. His gaze turned to Duan Qingyang and said: "Old Duan, I'm not clear about your Soul Severing Knife yet. What do you mean by not killing your soul? Go and try to coax a ghost! "

"You think I don't know? That Soul Severing Knife of yours, to warriors of the same level, is unable to cut off his life, and could only cut down his soul, causing serious damage, but to warriors above grade E, it is hard to say if even his soul can be cut off! "

"At most, you can cut off the soul and life of a low level being. For a small character like Lang Duanyan, even if you conserve half of your power, you would probably be able to kill him!"

Taoist Huoyan spoke one at a time, exposing his true identity, causing Duan Qingyang's face to turn green, then red, he snorted lightly, and said: "Old Huo, what are you trying to do? It's just that my hands were itchy and I couldn't help but want to kill someone, you know, ever since I retreated to the second tier, it's been a long time since I've killed anyone!

"Humph, I thought you were really afraid of this kid's backer, but who would've thought that even after all these years, your killing intent has still not diminished, and you're even more bloodthirsty than I am!"

Taoist Huoyan continued to snort coldly, completely ignoring Lang Duanyan's purplish face, ignoring Duan Qingyang's speechless expression, as he spoke to himself!

"Cough, cough …" Old Huo, I am truly worried about his backer. You know, when I kill people, I have to first investigate the other party's background and judge if he can be killed. As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the master, this is my style of doing things! "

Hearing that, Duan Qingyang anxiously waved his hands and interrupted Taoist Huoyan.

He also knew that he had lost control of himself and almost killed Lang Duanyan with one slash!

"Old Duan, let's not discuss this for now!"

The Taoist Huoyan did not have the patience to listen to what Duan Qingyang had to say. He used his right hand to point at Lang Duanyan from afar, and suddenly, a one meter long blue lightning shot out from his fingertip and entered Lang Duanyan's forehead!

Suddenly, Lang Duanyan's body shook violently, as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes rolled back, twitched a few times, and then fainted!

"Old Huo, what are you doing?"

Seeing Taoist Huoyan's move, Duan Qingyang immediately exclaimed: "Could it be? This is the Thunderclap? "

Taoist Huoyan nodded his head, and said: "Thunderclap is my unique skill, once it enters the target's body, the life and death of the target will be decided by me, I can truly control life and death!"

Saying that, he looked at Duan Qingyang and continued: "Haven't we always wanted to know who Lang Duanyan's backer is?"