Everyone was stunned.
"Our lives were saved by Brother Yang, if there really is that day, Qing Shui will not give up" "Thank you."
"Brother Yang, and us" Yang Ziwen squeezed forward and looked at Yang Rui with admiration on his face.
Hearing this, Yang Rui nodded with a smile.
Wei stood aside indifferently and did not speak.
At this moment, even Yang Rui didn't know what kind of face to use to face her.
The crowd went all the way and did not stop.
The hunt in the Phantom Abyss did not stop, and many powerful monks hid in some hidden ancient places.
The hazy mist, dressed in white, the woman's hair was flying, flashing with luster, she was pleasantly independent of the humble peak, and the moment she waved her sword, the sky changed color.
"What a stubborn girl, being able to become the woman of this king is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes, don't toast and don't eat and drink" At her feet were piles of corpses, the woman's face was very pale, there was blood flowing on the three-foot green peak, and behind her, there were many trembling young monks, all of whom had reached the level of the seventh grade Opposite her, a middle-aged man wearing a crown was looking at her with a smile, the corners of his mouth curled with a touch of intriguing.
"Even if I die, don't want me to give in" She raised her eyebrows coldly, and between the cold killing intent, the peerless sword shadow raged towards the front.
This is a powerful existence of a half-step eight-grade, the strength is incomparable, and the weak Shangguan Yiyi is definitely not his opponent.
The cold light shrouded him, and the middle-aged man smiled playfully, and with a wave of his big hand, he resisted all the sword qi.
"What a little girl, I can't hold it anymore" he smiled playfully, pressing towards Shangguan step by step.
"Dead, dead," a young man sighed, not wanting to struggle any longer, he had escaped for so long, but he had not escaped the hunt He stepped domineeringly, and a terrifying aura overwhelmed everyone.
Shangguan Yiyi's expression was indifferent, but at this moment, because of her excessive consumption, she even became a little difficult to swing her sword.
"Stop resisting, suffer less" sneered again and again, and stepped forward, Shangguan Yiyi was about to deal with it with a sword, but his delicate body suddenly trembled, and he was suppressed by an invisible force, and it was difficult to move.
"Don't worry, this king will love you very much."
Just as he was about to approach Shangguan Yiyi's body, a cold light tore through the sky and drilled out of the void crack, and suddenly, his cold hair stood on end.
"Poof" A flying arrow pierced his body, blood stained the sky, and in the crack of the mist-filled void, a figure stepped out, looking indifferent.
The middle-aged man lowered his head and looked at his pierced heart in horror, without even screaming, and then fell into the void and fell into a pool of blood.
The sudden scene made everyone who had just been shrouded in despair suddenly breathe a little bit of vitality.
Shangguan Yiyi was a little stunned, and her body regained her freedom.
The half-step eight-rank master below had fallen to the ground, and his vitality had been cut off.
Everyone stared at the figure walking in the void, and even their breathing stopped at this moment.
"It's a cold word" Suddenly, a voice rang out in the crowd.
It's a surprise, but it's also a shock "I'm not mistaken, just now he killed the existence of half a step eight pins" "After disappearing for more than three months, he actually reappeared and was still alive" Yang Rui stepped over, glanced at the middle-aged man who was out of life, and then glanced at Shangguan Yiyi, his expression was a little complicated.
"Let's go, I'll take you out," Yang Rui rushed to the crowd below.
Suddenly, the crowd was full of cries of surprise.
Shangguan Yiyi looked at Yang Rui complicatedly, and when he gasped, his delicate body trembled, and he almost fell into the void.
She was very weak.
Yang Rui's figure flashed to her side and supported her.
She didn't make a sound, but just broke away from Yang Rui indifferently.
She had a scarlet wound on her back, and her ankle was covered in blood.
A trace of Qi passed, and the wound stopped bleeding.
Her originally clear eyes were bloodshot, and it could be seen that she was very tired, and she may not have slept well these days.
With a sigh in his heart, Yang Rui forcibly carried her on his back.
The latter tried his best to resist, but Yang Rui ignored her at all.
Not silent, but quite domineering.
"I won't be grateful to you for doing that."
"I'm not going to ask you to be grateful."
Carrying her on his back, he stepped forward again, followed by a group of monks.
In front of him, he joined Yu Qingshui and the others, and once again headed towards the way out.
Along the way, there was no trace of Gu Long, Absolute Dust Valley and others.
After a day's journey, they were getting closer and closer to the exit, and some fluctuations could be detected one after another, and there were many powerful monks following behind their ranks.
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For three months, Yang Rui's sudden appearance surprised everyone, and his strength was unimaginable to those strong people.
Born out of thin air, he came back strongly, came all the way, swept everything, just like the white-robed old man three months ago, and cleared all the obstacles in the road ahead.
"The peak of the seventh grade, but he has a combat power comparable to the quasi-eighth grade, this guy is too terrifying" "In the underworld for so many years, among the younger generation, there are only a handful of people in the same realm as him who can have such combat power" When the night fell again, the attack from the terrifying existence in the illusion abyss came again, and the existence of the quasi-eight products was born and came to crusade Yang Rui held the soul in his hand, traversing all directions, looking at the world.
"Since you're here, why hide," he said coldly, staring into the depths of the night.
"It seems that Gu Long's guy is defeated in your hands" A black-robed figure swept out, and beside him, there were many powerful monks, most of whom were at the peak of the seventh grade.
"Now that you know, you dare to send it to the door" Yang Rui said coldly, with awe-inspiring killing intent.
"Today, I'm not here to find fault, since you can defeat Gu Long, then I am naturally not your opponent."
"Then you came, just to come and say this to me" Yang Rui stepped forward indifferently, approaching step by step, under the terrifying coercion, those powerhouses who were also at the peak of the seventh grade all changed their faces.
"Brother Leng, why should you be like this, I think we can be friends."
He chuckled.
"Friend, I don't dare to make friends like you" A shot was swung down, and suddenly, in the darkness, a figure was shaken out.
"Giggles, my little brother's temper is really hot."
The woman is charming, bewitching, outfitted and eye-catching, a little bewitching, the only peculiarity is the eyes, which are a pair of poisonous snake eyes.
The moment she spoke, a strange aroma suddenly hit her face.
Yang Rui hurriedly held his breath, and with a wave of his robe, a wave of majestic aura swept through, and the wind howled at this time, blowing all these aromas back
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