Chapter 0235: The Second Elder of Kurong
Li Long's sword qi slashed at Jiang Ye's body at once. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
His pupils opened, revealing a look of ecstasy, but in an instant, the joy condensed on his face.
I saw that the sword qi penetrated Jiang Ye, and it slammed into the prisoner cart with a "boom", and the entire prisoner cart exploded, and together with the corpses inside, it was split in half!
"What's going on?"
Li Long was shocked, this sword qi obviously hit Jiang Ye's.
"The world of the strong, the weak will never understand!"
Jiang Ye, who was cut but still fine, laughed evilly, and flew into the air, spreading his arms in the air, like a bat, and pounced on Li Long.
"Impossible!"
The big sword in Li Long's hand turned into a piece of sword light, protecting his body.
Jiang Ye just stretched out a hand, slapped it lightly, hit the sword, and with a "bang", knocked Li Long out.
"Ji Ji, it's just an ant in the middle of the True Martial Realm, and he doesn't need to use his martial soul to kill you all. ”
Jiang Ye landed lightly on the ground, jumped up again, and chased Li Long away.
Li Long carried his sword and fled into the caravan, borrowing the dozens of carriages to cover himself.
At this moment, the fifteen men in black had already rushed into the caravan, and the light of the knife burst out, and each time the knife went down, almost a human life was harvested, and the blood stained the red grass.
Yang Qingxuan's brain was hot, so he rushed over without hesitation.
Although he had some unpleasant experiences when he met these warriors, he got along for a few days, and the fresh faces he saw every day fell down one by one, which still made him angry, and he killed the demon sword.
There were also many True Martial Realm powerhouses in the caravan, but the number was far inferior to that of the other party, and the casualties were extremely large.
Jiang Ye chased Li Long, leaped in the horse workshop, and let out a strange laugh of "Jiji", like a cat playing with mice, playing.
Suddenly, Jiang Ye fled to a carriage, stopped suddenly, and turned around to slash with a sword.
The sword qi was domineering and mighty, and it shook out ripples in the air, covering Jiang Ye's whole body.
"It's useless!"
Jiang Ye didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed towards the sword, and the sword shot into his body, all of which penetrated through without any damage.
Li Long's pupils widened, and he roared angrily: "Impossible! Hugh wants to use crooked evil arts, there is a kind of face-to-face competition with me!"
Jiang Ye laughed wildly, "Truly, didn't I come face to face with you?" He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and all those sword patterns were shattered, and his figure flashed and grabbed Li Long's body.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the carriage on his side exploded, and two figures galloped out, each holding his palm.
Both of them were dressed in gray robes, with long hair scattered behind them, and their faces were old.
Between the palms, the fierce shot out of the Dao Qingmang, shuttled through the air, turned into two huge nets, and headed towards Jiang Yeshu.
Jiang Ye's face turned cold, and he said with a cruel smile: "Second Elder Kurong, have you finally made a move?"
A large number of inscriptions appeared on his body, and a death knell was separated from his body, and with the sound of "dang", the sound waves shook on the huge net, disrupting the frequency of Qingmang, and the grid line became trance-like and abnormal.
The old man's face changed, his left hand drew a circle, his figure flashed, flew down, and slapped towards Jiang Ye.
Rong Lao also clenched his fists with both hands, gathered the strength of his fists on his arms and swirled, and shouted: "Li Long, you go and kill the black-clothed guard, leave it to us here!"
Li Long responded: "Yes!" and flew towards the black-clothed guard.
At this time, dozens of corpses had fallen on the ground, all of them were brothers who got along day and night on weekdays, Li Long's eyes were red, and he raised his big sword and slashed angrily.
At the same time, he caught a glimpse of Yang Qingxuan, and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that he was fighting alone against the black-clothed guard, and he didn't fall behind.
Yang Qingxuan also found out that the two elders of Kurong made a move, both of them were strong men in the True Martial Realm, and under the attack like a storm, Jiang Ye was forced back a lot.
At this time, the curtain of the luxurious carriage was lifted again, and Jingjing jumped down from it, watching the battle curiously left and right.
A black-clothed guard killed two warriors in a row, quietly sneaked behind Jingjing, and slashed down with a knife.
Yang Qingxuan had been paying attention to the battle between the second elder of Kurong and Jiang Ye, and suddenly noticed the sneak attack of the black-clothed guard, and as soon as his figure moved, he swept behind Jingjing, raised his hand, and pointed at the back of the black-clothed guard's head.
When the black-clothed guard saw that he was about to succeed, he noticed a chill in the back of his head, and a breath of death surged up, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly put away his knife, and cut back without looking back.
Yang Qingxuan's fingering changed, and he pointed on the back of the knife.
With a "bang", the treasure knife trembled, and the black-clothed guard was in severe pain, and he was a little unstable in his grip.
At this moment, Jingjing Fang realized that someone was sneaking up, and she exclaimed in fright and retreated a few steps.
Little did she know that she had already been shut down from the Ghost Gate.
The black-clothed guard was extremely angry, and seeing that Yang Qingxuan was just a teenager, the sword danced with a sword light, and slashed down.
Yang Qingxuan's one style of wind and clouds, and the second type of heavenly thunder, two moves were stacked, pressing on the opponent's sword light, shaking the force, and suppressing the sword with great domineering.
"Bang!"
The sword qi sword shattered, and the black-clothed guard was taken aback.
Yang Qingxuan faced the shock, rushed to attack, and pointed with his left hand, and "whoosh" broke through the air.
"Bang!"
The man in black was busy blocking the giant knife, and his fingers pressed on the body of the knife, and he actually bent the stainless steel treasure knife down.
Just when the black-clothed man was shocked, Yang Qingxuan slashed at his head with another move of heavenly thunder. The man in black was half frightened to death, and hurriedly held the knife with both hands, shook the sentence finger open, and then slashed at the sword qi.
"Bang!"
The man in black finally couldn't grasp it, and the sword flew away.
Yang Qingxuan stepped forward again, and Wuyang Yaokong rose up and slapped him on the chest, shattering his ribs and viscera.
The man in black spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, fell to the ground, and struggled desperately.
Yang Qingxuan walked over, stepped on his chest, shook away his last bit of struggle, and said coldly: "Who are you, why are you attacking the caravan?"
The man in black's originally angry gaze suddenly became stunned, and said in a daze, "You, you don't know?"
Yang Qingxuan shook his head.
The man in black suddenly felt a little ridiculous, and roared angrily, "You...... You don't even know anything, so you ...... Just hit me?!"
"You're fucking, I'm trampling under my feet, and you're still hard-mouthed!"
Yang Qingxuan stepped hard, and the man in black spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his face was full of anger and resentment, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You are dead! No matter who you are, you are involved in this matter for no reason, and no one will save you anymore, hahaha, you are dead." Even if you kill me, you'll have to die, haha!"
After a few laughs, the man in black died directly, and he still had a smile on his face when he died, as if he saw the end of Yang Qingxuan's killing.
"Neurotic, you can still make a fuss about yourself before you die, it's really hopeless. ”
Yang Qingxuan kicked him a few times and found that he was indeed dead.
(To be continued.) )