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All the sounds of heaven and earth are quiet, and the crowd all hold their breath. On the sky, only the black moon becomes the only one, eternal.

After a few minutes, a scream broke the calm, countless broken arms and limbs fell out of the black moon, bloody and brutal, the sky annihilated, people have been unable to capture the battle situation.

All the gods were so nervous that they clenched their fists and stared at the dark moon!

"Brother Yan!" Jiang Bai Yi stood outside the first city in the world, his fist clenched into the blood, and the blood kept flowing out, but he seemed to feel no pain.

Two people have been together for decades, just like brothers. Who can understand the pain of losing a brother?

In his heart, Jiang Zixu is not his brother, Yan shisan is.

Seeing his brother die in front of his eyes, but he can't do anything about it. This kind of pain is like ants eating heart. What are the scars on his body.

"Ha ha ha ha, you can't hold on after all." Suddenly came the arrogant laughter from the void, and a bloody body stepped out of the black moon. It was the demon wind saint.

He was covered with broken scales and white bones. He was terrified to the extreme, but he escaped the strangulation of the black moon.

Then, another figure shot out of the black moon. It was an ancient crocodile with dragon blood, which was undoubtedly the saint of Aozhan. As for the other four demon saints, they were dead.

Above the sky, the black moon slowly disappeared, a withered body slowly fell to the void, in addition to Yan 13, who else can there be?

Breaking up the spirit of heaven, let his strength sublimate, but also exhausted his everything, let him run out of oil and light.

One man fought the eleven demon saints alone, and killed nine people. This achievement is absolutely brilliant!

"Master Yan!" Yu Linglong and zishang and others roared hard, and their faces were ugly.

In recent years, people have been staying in the first city in the world. They are often on the top of Jiang Bai Yi and Yan shisan. The former king of Yan treated their descendants as if they were their children.

However, now they die in front of them, how can they bear to live.

The world is very cruel. No one knows when their relatives will die. The road of cultivation is endless. Although they have made such plans, they can not accept the result.

If Li Jianli saw it, he would have been crazy. But Li Jianli is his master. Since he was born, he has paid most to himself, not his father, but Yan shisan.

In Li gradually away from the heart, Yan shisan is like a strict teacher and a loving father.

"If you want to kill us with your own strength, you are looking for your own death. Although you have run out of oil and the lamp is dry, you have destroyed the nine demon saints of dragon blood valley. Even if you are dead, I will not let you die easily!" The evil wind Saint cold Sen Sen Sen said, icy cold bone.

After that, he dragged the bloody steps, step by step towards the empty that fell dry body and killed.

"I will not let go of the bones of master Yan. You dragon blood Valley is a group of animals. If I become a saint one day, I will wipe out the dragon blood Valley to avenge today's revenge." The friars of the first city in the world gnash their teeth.

In the distance, the friars of the ice and snow palace and the Pantheon temple were schadenfreude. When Yan shisan died, his deterrent to them was much less.

"If you dare to come to the dragon blood Valley, you will never come back." The evil wind roared furiously, but his hands did not stop.

"Asshole!" Jiang Baiyi was completely angry, and his body flashed. He quickly killed the evil wind saint.

"You can stop me by yourself, unless you break the sky." Ao Zhan looks indifferent and disdains to look at Jiang Bai Yi.

Jiang Bai smiles coldly, and the lightning sculptures suddenly appear on the top of his head. The ghost wind saints and AO Zhan saints in the distance appear, and their faces change. Are these people really afraid of death?

All of a sudden, the lightning sculptures mingled with brilliant light, and the momentum began to climb, which made the demon wind saint and AO Zhan Saint look pale.

The evil wind saint's heart is even more furious, coldly swept Ao Zhan Saint one eye, you're so cheap?

One Yan shisan killed nine people in Longxue Valley, and he also had a hard time escaping from heaven. If Jiang Bai Yi broke the spirit of heaven again, would they still be able to leave alive?

Aozhan saint is also a corner of his mouth. He just wants to motivate Jiang Baiyi. How can he think that Jiang Baiyi can't stand such a challenge.

"Well?" All of a sudden, Aozhan saint's expression trembled, and then began to sneer: "so you really dare not!"

The lightning carving on the top of Jiang Bai's clothes suddenly disappeared, but there was no change in his momentum, but his face became colder and colder.

Just at that moment, his ear suddenly echoed with a voice. It was hearing that sound that he finally resisted breaking the spirit of heaven.

"That's the end of it!" The evil wind Saint also responded and breathed a sigh of relief. His sharp claws suddenly went towards Yan shisan.

But Aozhan saints directly blocked Jiang Baiyi's way and fought fiercely together.

"Kill me dragon blood Valley demon saint, this Saint let your corpse not exist!" The evil wind Saint one roars, the claw Gang instantaneously arrives in front of Yan 13 body.The friars of the first city in the world are all in despair. The king of Yan died for the first city in the world. How can he fall into such a situation!

However, at this time, a crack suddenly opened behind the evil wind saint, and a huge white palm print appeared out of thin air, imprisoning the surrounding void, even the heaven and earth became distorted.

"Boom

He was caught off guard and took his sharp claws back. Even so, it was a step too late, and the white palm print hit the demon wind Saint unbiased.

Half of his body was blown to pieces and turned into blood rain, and his body was directly smashed into the depths of the ground.

The friar of the first city in the world covered his face with his fist, and did not let himself cry out. He looked at the scene with his eyes wide open.

I saw a white streamer flickering out, holding the Yan 13 instantly appeared a few miles away.

It was a figure in white. Looking at Yan shisan, who had a withering look in his arms, he trembled all over, and a murderous spirit burst out from him.

"Yes, it's the Lord. The Lord is back!" In the first city in the world, a monk suddenly exclaimed, his voice trembled, and others showed a shock color.

Is it just a palm, is Ye Chen hit, even the evil wind saint can not resist?

In this way, has Ye Chen broken through to the holy spirit realm?!

Yes, it is Ye Chen who appears. Looking at Yan shisan in his arms, he looks indifferent to the extreme, and pictures flash in his mind. At the moment, the mighty king of Yan has only one breath left, almost all his spirits are gone.

"Ye, ye Chen, finally When you come back Yan shisan opened his mouth, his eyes gradually blurred, as if he was waiting for ye Chen.

Ye Chen shivers all over, and the terrible power of life constantly enters Yan shisan's body. However, it seems to be a bottomless hole without any meaning.

"No, no more." Yan shisan said with difficulty, "I, I promised you, the people are here, the city is here, this time, I have done it!"

The voice just fell, Yan shisan's face appeared old smile, and then the vitality in his body disappeared completely.

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