"Rakshasa Girl, the daughter of the Night Luo of the South Temple, you can't be wrong, I won't forget this skeleton mask until I die" A young man trembled, looking at the skeleton mask deadly, his eyes full of horror.
"No wonder Yan Qing will fight with her, Yan Rongrong, a genius who worships Sword Peak back then, is known as the next successor of Sword Worship, but she died in the hands of the Rakshasa Girl in a challenge, and Yan Qing's hair was also white that night" "And Yan Rongrong is Yan Qing's own sister" Someone spoke out about the grudge between the two.
When everyone heard this, they were moved.
"The revenge of killing my sister, this battle is inevitable" Hundreds of people stood outside the edge, watching this thrilling fierce battle, this kind of battle was tantamount to a real battle of the top masters of the Seven Grades Peak, a battle of life and death.
"Now is the high, but also the life and death" The white hair was fluttering, Yan Qing carried the heavy sword Xuantian, and his anger was soaring, and his voice was low and terrifying.
This is an undying battle, and Yan Qing wants to be ashamed of his sister and avenge her at the same time "I could kill your sister back then, and I can kill you today" The Rakshasa Woman's voice was calm, as if she had long been numb to this kind of fighting.
Yang Rui hid in the void, his expression was cold, his hands were clenched into fists, and when he heard the daughter of Yeluo in the South Palace, there was a trace of killing intent in his heart.
But at this time, he knew that compared with these two people, he was still some distance away, and at the moment, he was definitely not the opponent of these two people.
"Is this the real genius of the underworld" Yang Rui groaned in his heart, clenched his hands into fists, did not stay any longer, and immediately left.
At night, the fierce battle between Rakshasa and Yan Qing also had a result, both of them were seriously injured, regardless of victory or defeat, and ended with the departure of Rogue.
Yang Rui absorbed the spirit stone and cultivated in the hidden stone cave.
Around the wee hours of the morning, the prohibition he had set up outside a radius of twenty zhang from the stone cave was touched and awakened from his cultivation.
In the dark pupils, a touch of frost swept by, and Yang Rui hid into the darkness.
"Leng Yan, come out, don't hide anymore" A sneer came from outside the stone cave, and a team of about thirty people surrounded the stone cave.
Yang Rui appeared, without a mask, maintaining the identity of Leng Yan, looking at the thirty people in this group with a cold expression.
"It's you" Yang Rui said coldly, there were two familiar faces among the thirty people, one Jiao Qing and the second son of Hanhai, Zhang Bohai.
"Hmph, that's right, it's really you" Jiao Qing sneered, his killing intent was incomparable, he was seriously injured by Yang Rui in the battle that day, and he lost face.
"Why didn't I kill you that day, I want to come to death today" The cold breath slowly swept through at this time.
"Hmph, you thought you had that chance today" Zhang Bohai sneered, and beside him stood a sturdy young man in a long shirt with a rough face.
"Today is your death" A middle-aged man walked out behind Jiao Qing, who was a seven-rank master.
"You think that you can kill me with two Qipin, it seems that you are underestimating me" There was a trace of disdain on his cold face.
As soon as the words fell, his expression suddenly changed.
"The strength of your cold words, two seven-rank is naturally not enough" Another familiar voice came from not far away.
"He Lingqiu."
Yang Rui's eyes sank.
"It's not just him, it's me" Another playful voice sounded, and a figure gradually appeared in Yang Rui's sight.
Yang Wutao As soon as he saw Yang Rui, there was a trace of resentment in Yang Wutao's eyes.
In the blink of an eye, there were eight seven-rank masters gathered outside the stone cave, and there were several young masters who were comparable to seven-rank.
"Tonight, look where you run" Yang Wutao and He Lingqiu sneered.
"The revenge of the broken arm will be returned to you today" Yang Wuhao's face was hideous and murderous.
I've always been cautious, but I didn't expect to be discovered.
The expression was very ugly, two old men at the peak of the seventh grade cut off his back road, and eight seventh-grade masters surrounded him, and there was no way to escape.
"Whew" Forcibly suppress the uneasiness in my heart, and keep thinking in my head.
Hard shock, obviously impossible, can only find a way to get out In the four fields, the yin wind passed through the gap, and in the calm and silent, the fallen leaves were scattered all over the sky, and eight strong killing intent shrouded Yang Rui at this moment.
"Heh, what kind of young talent is still claimed, and he will only bully more and less."
Yang Rui sneered, the corners of his mouth raised, full of sarcasm and disdain.
However, in the face of his taunts, the rest of them just laughed.
"I really want to fight with you, but time is limited, I don't want to waste it on ants like you" He Lingqiu shook his right hand, and a faint green suddenly surged in his eyes. airplanes In an instant, Yang Rui's figure moved, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao, preemptively, pointing directly at Yang Wuhao.
"I still want to do this trick" Yang Wutao drank coldly, thundered and blocked Yang Wuhao behind him, the sneak attack failed, and a low roar resounded from Yang Rui's throat, and the dragon roar shook the sky.
The thunder was raging, the sea of fire was all over the sky, roaring, and the terrifying breath swept wantonly at this moment, making the pupils of He Lingqiu and the others shrink suddenly.
A punch of Tai Chi slammed down, without the slightest hand, you are unkind, I am unjust "If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price" rumble Under the punch, it was earth-shattering, Yang Wutao only felt that his hand was about to explode, and the tearing ground was exploded by a punch, and even his whole body was shattered by this punch.
"Poof" A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining a piece red, and the whole kite flew upside down like a broken string ten feet away.
"Brother" Yang Wuhao's expression changed suddenly, and everyone couldn't believe that at the moment in front of him, he repelled Yang Wutao with one blow and seriously injured him, which can only be described as terrible.
He Lingqiu and the others looked at the scene in front of them, and couldn't help but gasp: "Let's go up together and take him down" Seven people went from killing to killing at the same time, and seven terrifying fluctuations rushed at this moment.
With the stroke of both hands, a Taiji gossip surrounds, forming a Taiji diagram defense, and the thunder dragon is entrenched, reinforcing the defense.
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Sonorous Seven seven-rank masters smashed down with seven violent fists, and there was a trace of cracking in the "Click" Tai Chi gossip, and Canglong let out a painful groan.
"Poof" With a sweet mouth, a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of Yang Rui's mouth. airplanes In a flash, the Yunluo sword swept out, the blade of the sword slashed, the edge was exposed, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi slashed at Zhang Minhan in front of him.
Knort Click Zhang Minhan's proud defense was actually shattered by a sword in the midst of devastation, and if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a supreme treasure armor, he would have been seriously injured by this sword.
"What a strong sword aura" He had palpitations and hairs on his back. bang He Lingqiu took the opportunity and slapped it down with one palm, Yang Rui couldn't take into account defense when attacking, this palm directly smashed his weak defense, and shocked his heart. burst Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Don't kill him, keep him alive" Yang Wutao shouted.
"You don't need to live, just kill him, just hook his soul out" An old man shouted angrily, raised his palm and slapped it towards Yang Rui again, the huge palm print, carrying a terrifying wave wind, the strength of the seven-rank peak powerhouse was undoubtedly displayed.
"Huh."
Bloody smiled, a spear was suddenly held in his hand, "If you want to kill me, it's not so easy" The hoarse voice contained endless killing intent, the tip of the gun swung, and he turned around with the gun in his right hand, and suddenly picked it up: