In a pair of dark pupils of the shadows, the figure of the ancients who saw it attacked again couldn't help expanding.

"Humph!!"

She let out a cold snort from her mouth, without excessive words, and the response to Ah Da Long was still only a doubly vicious and extremely cold sword intent in her hand.

Call.

In the energy Jinmin wind field involved in the roar, the sword in the shadow hand turned into a shocking water, and it was fiercely engulfed towards the former dragon's holy order Lang, she was originally going to assassinate the black hand on the way, but after the dragon had a head-on encounter with the dragon, she already understood in her heart that she was not his opponent, and in terms of strength and strength, she was much worse than the ancients, so now she should make a decision.

If you follow the criteria of her assassination in the continent, when you encounter an enemy who is much stronger than your own strength, the strategy often chooses is to continue to spend the strength of the dragon, drag the dragon to death layer by layer, and fight forever.

The only one who has survived the head-on competition, these veteran assassination blackhands like Shadow, have been a short-term and often familiar and old-fashioned criterion, attached to her many years of hiding in her own family, and the repeated assassination history of the skillful hand, at this time, the more this kind of shortcoming into the embarrassment, but her body and mind have become more and more calm.

Bell, in the space, the fierce spearhead conjured up in the hands of the two people, under the gaze of the surrounding world, collided all the way, snort, in the aura involved in the explosive energy, it was a burst of dazzling firelight.

"Hey!。 Feeling the energy bump coming from the shadow's hand, which was a few times weaker than himself, a sneer appeared on Saint Ling Lang Senran's face again.

"Bang Bang !!"

In the energy space that continued to explode, there was an indifferent voice in the mouth of Shengling Lang, "Beauty, you are not my opponent, if you know what's interesting, stop immediately, if not, don't blame Ben Linglang, don't be polite next!"

However, his words had just ended, but the next moment, in his pair of bumpy and demonic pupils, they were endlessly expanded.

Brush, only in front of him, the spearhead of the long sword in the hand of this black-clothed Jia is like at this moment, it has turned into a sea of light gushing out one after another, in the endless extreme cold, the chill emitted, as if there are thousands of gorgeous flowers blooming.

Each floating flower of ice made a burst of dazzling white light in an instant, and as the shadow also transformed into the figure of the goddess of ice and snow, in the space, the black sword trajectory that fell in her hand, with a coquettish shout, shouted out of her mouth, "Shadow Assassination Technique's Heavy Shadow Kill!"

Whew, as the delicate drink in his mouth fell, immediately in this dragon space, the vast and scattered gorgeous flowers with extremely cold meanings, such as the immortal light condensation ordinary, just a few breaths, manifested the same body as the shadow.

Fiercely within the pair of expanded pupils of the Holy Linglang, like a locust transiting, he collected the shadow sword that manifested in the middle of the world, and wanted to make a thousand energy rays, with a frightened arrogance and bumps, like a river Han empowerment against the front dragon, and the Holy Linglang in the middle, strangled away.

Whew, in the airflow layer where the temperature dropped sharply, the people around him were holding their breath, and they had no premonition before, in the hands of this girl who looked less than the emperor and the saint age, she would release a sharp blow, if they felt that the current girl in black did not have the qualifications that they looked up to, she was definitely in the heart of Shirao, and she had risen more than one grade.

In the middle of the cold airflow, he felt the fierce and cold killing intent in the Spirit Dragon Space, and the smiling face on Saint Linglang's face was also condensed little by little, and a mouthful of cold white smell was spit out of his mouth heavily.

"Boom!。 As soon as his eyes froze, a wave of energy suddenly enveloped in his body, doubling the vicious energy bump that was even more vicious than before.

The people of the world who unified the time and felt this vicious energy flow, all widened their eyes and looked untrustworthy, "The strength of the later stage of the Yushi Bridge!"

No matter what they wanted, they couldn't imagine that at the age of Saint Linglang, they had already reached this point, and if they were compared to the shadow, there was no doubt that the strength of Saint Linglang could be doubled to deter the people.

"Alas, this competition, there is no longer any concern!"

In Shi Rao's eyes, the victory or defeat of the two worlds is only a matter of time, and in the crowd, there was a slight sigh.

The next moment, above the mid-air, the cold light of thousands of manifestations and groups had already broken through the layers of spatial shielding, and in the Holy Linglang itself, it seemed to have turned into a great river and a big wave of energy aura, and collided fiercely all the way, but unexpectedly, the two of them were condensed, and under the collision of the extreme energy blow, there was no sound at all.

"Well, what's going on!"

"Click!!"

However, just when the world was confused, suddenly, in the middle of the air where the two had collided before, there was a sound of shattering.

"Sneer!!"

Fiercely, there was a large amount of cold and icy aura, which instantly turned into surging white smoke, slowly rising in this dragon space, and finally dissipated in the dust wind.

On the earth cliff of Xialong, in Sima Zongheng's pair of pupils condensed with intense purple light, now, a huge cold block of cold air was refracted out, and a huge crack like a spider's web stretched out on it, and it was full of it in the blink of an eye.

With a loud bang, the one-hit killing move that had previously been released by the Shadow's momentum and condensation was completely shattered at this time under the crushing of the powerful energy aura of the ancients, and immediately within this dragon universe, it was like a scorching rain of light.

"Poof!!"

I saw that within the fragmented dragon's brain, a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out of the shadow's mouth, and its body fell like a paper kite with a broken thread, hurriedly falling towards the earth cliff of the dragon.

"Humph!!"

Seeing this scene, Sheng Linglang snorted coldly in his mouth, and then his body moved, and turned into a flash of lightning, the iron fan in his hand, always swallowing Sen Ran's spearhead, opened and closed, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, towards the shadow above the front dragon in the air, it was about to kill him, and anyone who taught him could see that if he allowed Sheng Linglang's blow to fall on the body of the shadow, the result would be death or life.

On the earth cliff, just when Sima Zongheng was about to get rid of the rescue, suddenly after its death, a fierce energy of vicious arrogance suddenly came out, like a fire and earth that had been silent for ten thousand years.

"What's going on!"

The sudden change caused not only Sima Zongheng, but even the crowd watching the battle around it became in an uproar again.

"Hmm!"

In mid-air, a pair of eyes of Sheng Linglang also narrowed slightly, and a bad feeling surged into his heart.

"Boom !!"

Huo's, a huge brilliant light erupted from several emperors, to the top of the earth cliff, as if chasing the stars and chasing the moon, in the case of the world's overturned time, the two major concepts of space, it was categorically like the light of the world, in the eyes of the world's shock, it slammed into the front of the dragon in mid-air, above the god of Saint Linglang.

"Poof!!"

In mid-air, a mouthful of scarlet blood also spurted out of the mouth of the Holy Linglang, and in the strong wind field that grew and roared, the body of the Holy Linglang turned into a human cannonball, and smashed angrily into the earth forest of the lower dragon, and with a loud bang, it rippled between the dragon universe.

In the space covered by huge smoke and dust, under the sun, Ye Yu looked at the beauty in his arms with a kind face, like a god in mid-air, holding it and slowly descending.

"Hehe!!"

Looking at the girl in her arms, who was still pouting with that upright look until this time, Ye Yu's face also showed a faint smile, but under the involvement of the sun, it looked so cold.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid this work was caused by me again, and I also involved you, are you okay!"

"Uh-huh!!"

Under the sunlight, the smiling face of the young man, the shadow gently leaned his head into his arms, and nodded obediently and said, "It's okay if you're okay, I was afraid before, I can't support you the moment you wake up!"

Hearing this, Ye Yu's heart was stirred with the violent sensation, feeling the trembling delicate body on the beauty in his arms, and the liver fire in Ye Yu's heart had definitely reached the level of the incineration.

"Hehe!!"

Smiling at the beauty in his arms again, Ye Yucai said to her softly, "You are just waiting here obediently for me to come back, you don't need to do anything, you know!"

"Uh-huh!!"

As if he heard the meaning of flesh pain in the vernacular of the ancients, the face of the shadow was immediately covered with a layer of blood-colored halo, and then under the illumination of the sun, Ye Yu stood up, turned his head and smiled at Sima Zongheng, "I will entrust you to take care of it here!"

I don't know why, when he saw the young man's smiling face that became even colder, Sima Zongheng's heart was also shocked, and at the same time, it also understood that this young man, who usually seems to have always had a harmonious color, when he was involved by outsiders in the reverse scale in his heart, he finally wanted to restore his original personality, and wanted to transform into a ruthless heart of a generation of immortal overlords, even if he wanted to be a salary rival in the mainland, so what.

"Hinder him, and he will rebel!"

Just ask a person who is not even afraid, think that in this mortal world, there is no equipment that can make him afraid.

"Ah!!h

On the earth cliff, a long roar of shock came from Ye Yu's mouth, and the next moment, Ye Yu's figure was already like a god, in the square space, in the fierce roaring wind, it went down, exhaled, and in the aura of energy roaring, a scorching and burning fire came out of Ye Yu's body, as if it was a mighty scene.

Under Ye Yu's body, a big foot wrapped in scorching fire, wearing the vicious, burning energy, suddenly turned into a frightened fire dragon, and stepped fiercely at the figure of the Holy Linglang in the smoke and dust of the dragon.

Whew, in mid-air, the fierce, scorching fire had not yet completely fallen, but in the invisible space of the radius, it was already dyed with a layer of fiery blood-colored halo.

"Crackling!。 "The air was violently burned.

"Ah, don't !!"

In the aura space crushed by the strong energy, the fire dragon light wave that descended, the contemptible dragon Saint Linglang, a pair of pupils that appeared with a terrifying color expanded, and when he felt the surging momentum in the middle, he had always been extremely high, and now, under the huge shadow of the god of death, his energy was also completely dissipated.

At this precarious, critical moment of life and death, suddenly above the sky of the former dragon, there was a loud laugh, "Hahaha, this brother, why should you be unforgiving, hard to force each other, Hong'er is also a member of the Holy Sect, and the ** who was in public like you before has been a very big lesson to him, brother, if you can see the dignity of the old man, don't compete with him trivially!"

The surging sound, like the power of the thunder dragon, exploded and washed in this dragon universe.

Whew, a bump of energy that made people feel palpitations, before Ye Yu's vicious foot fell, it was categorically like a brute dragon, wrapping the Saint Ling Lang trapped by the layers of death, pulling it out in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred meters away.

There was a sound of slamming and exploding, turning into a flushed power of the giant sea of energy, and the contemptible dragon was involved in this forest sea, which was huge, and was covered with smoke and dust.

"Hehe!!"

The old man smiled kindly, under the background of the sun, it seemed to be Yunyun's easy, but when it fell behind, Ye Yu's pair of dark pupils were in an uproar in his heart, because of the encompassing strength before, it would be the taboo power, and from the bumpy arrogance in the middle, if you check it, the current old man who looks inconspicuous is actually a strongman whose strength has reached the level of a high-end forbidden teacher.

"Holy Father, it turns out that the Holy Father is here!"

Just when the old man appeared, the air in the air of Shanglong was now extremely noisy again.

"Holy Father!"

In the wind whistle, looking at the figure of the old man in front of the dragon, Ye Yu's mouth muttered.

: Ask for support,

Martial Arts Emperor Spirit Kills the Forbidden Master Holy Father

"Phew. In the boiling empty sea of Shanglong, the vast Dao figure flashed, and it also struck down like several big birds, and within the roaring forest sea, between breaths, there was a vast Dao figure flashing out.

"Holy Father, it turns out that you are here from the Bai Sue Sect!"

"Oh, what's the matter, all you need to do is speak your language, why do you need to run it yourself!"

The moment they caught a glimpse of the old man's appearance, the world hurried forward to give a salute.

"Huh. Under the involvement of the sun, on the old man's ordinary white face, which was like a baby, he showed a faint smile, and then looked at the surrounding world's humanity, "The great kindness, the holy wind is here, but today is indeed the second time of the door's salary, if I don't come to apologize in person, I'm afraid it will be unfair to the current brother!"

Just after the words of this self-proclaimed old man of the Holy Wind fell, Shi Rao's eyes were once again cast on Ye Yu of the former dragon.

"Hmm. In the wind, feeling the hostility that came with him before the world, Ye Yu's brows couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

At the same time, after his death, the light and shadow flashed, and the two of them, Shadow and Sima Zongheng, also came to his side, and they were all looking at the world of Qianlong with a look of caution.

In a moment, within the silent forest sea, there was a faint emitting a strong aura, just like the two dragons holding against the centaurs, and a careless word would inspire a fierce group battle.

However, in this dead and silent space, the next moment, beside the Holy Wind, the pair of Holy Linglang, who emitted a poisonous light within their pupils, let out a sharp howl from their mouths, "Kill him for me, whoever helps me kill this son, my Holy Sect owes a piece of affection to whom, quickly, kill that son!"

Sheng Linglang roared at Ye Yu with a distorted face, at this time, he was like a beast that had been hit hard, as if he was trapped by a huge dark shadow, just ask, a person who has never had historical disputes and tribulations, and only understands that he is presumptuous outside by relying on the lineup of the clan, he has been trampled under his feet in public before, how can he swallow this tone, the kind of liver fire in his heart that is extremely distorted and angry, it is not inconceivable.

If the source of Ah Who is not completely removed, I am afraid that in this life, regarding his entry into the cultivation of martial arts, Duyi will become a very restrictive ingredient.

Listening to the continuous roar in the mouth of the Holy Order, the faces of the people present were all stunned, although he was a member of the Holy Sect, but no matter from the perspective of identity and position, he was a little weaker than the Holy Wind on the side.

Who is the Holy Wind, it is just a figure at the patriarchal level within the clan, and he is still a wonderful hand who has reached the level of a high-end taboo teacher, no matter which dragon face he comes from, he is too much more powerful than the Holy Linglang, if the previous words are from the mouth of the Holy Wind, I am afraid that the people in the world today have already killed Ye Yushi, the truth is just a piece of affection promised by the people of the Holy Sect, about them, these characters are undoubtedly a big opportunity, and if they are well controlled, it may not be impossible to make progress。

Looking at the figures of Qianlong's arms and fists, Ye Yushi's eyes became cold in an instant, he was not a soft persimmon that anyone could pinch if he wanted to, if those people in Qianlong really didn't open their eyes, then he wouldn't mind a bloody bath.

Sima Zongheng on the side had long hated it, so he wanted to start with the dragon, and besides, it was not a disciplined instrument, so he was afraid that the work would not be enough.

On the side, on top of the dark long sword in the shadow's hand, there were bumps of pitch-black spearheads, trickling down without making people question, and the next moment, the black sword in her hand would emit an unworldly brilliant light.

"Huh!"

Under the sun, feeling the solemn air brewing in the invisible air, above the corner of Sheng's mouth, Yiran bent a strange arc, and he was bound to understand the problem in his heart, and then his eyes froze, and he slapped his backhand on the mouth of the nearby Shengling Lang who was shouting and screaming.

There was a snap, a loud slap, and the endless expansion was involved in the forest sea in all the silent air, eh, seeing this scene, not only the expression on Ye Yushi's face was stunned, but even the people present became stammered.

Whew.

In the space where the wind was blowing, the Holy Father glanced at it coldly, and the face on the side instantly became like an ordinary Saint Linglang, and said extremely coldly: " You are not good at learning, and you have been humiliated in public like this today, which can be regarded as a lesson for you, in the future, give me back the irritable spirit you carry, as a person of my Holy Sect, you will lose, if you don't even have this courage, you are not worthy of being a person of my Holy Sect, because within the Holy Sect, you will not raise those useless wastes, and besides, if you provoke trouble first, it will be doubly uncomplaining, hum!"

Then, the mouth of the holy wind let out a snort, completely ignoring the fierce hatred in the eyes of the holy Linglang on the side, slowly raised the first, a pair of pupils shining with fierce light, looked at the former dragon Ye Yu Master with a light smile, and said softly: "This brother, today is really insignificant, the deformed teasing of the door man made a few people laugh!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, the ancestors are too serious, the junior Ye Yu, I have seen the ancestors. With that, Ye Yu saluted at the ancients with his fists.

"Hahaha, okay, the old man is the holy wind of the ranking teacher in the Holy Domain, the Holy Sect, this time it is specially for the vision of the manifestation in the universe before, I am afraid that such a joke will be made, and I hope that the brothers will understand!"

Before Ye Yu had time to do anything, the holy wind paused for a moment, and said: "Judging from the way Brother Long's progress, if the old man is not bad as expected, I'm afraid that Brother Long's line of business is an indicator... It's the Sanctuary!"

Hearing this, Ye Yu pondered for a while, and then he slapped at him and said, "The ancestors are high-eyed, yes, the juniors just want to go to that holy area to do a few jobs!"

"Hahaha, okay. The Holy Wind laughed loudly, and said again, "Where is the life where you don't meet again, when Brother Long arrives in the Holy Realm one day, if you don't mind, you can maybe come to my Holy Sect to have a visit, and it may not have the effect that you don't expect, brother!"

"Oh. Ye Yuxia decomposed in response, and just when he wanted to ask again, he saw Sheng Feng stretch out his palm, grabbing the placket of Sheng Linglang's clothes, the light and shadow flashed, and the next moment the figure of Liangrao had already dissipated in the eyes of the world

Looking at the figures of the two of them, Ye Yu's pair of dark eyes flashed with fierce light from time to time, and he muttered something in his mouth with an unexpected effect.

The people in the world who had been delayed by Qianlong all glanced at each other, and they clearly did not expect that the Anglican Church Yunyun's arbitrary style would not be the current young man, who would be a young and strong man who came out of those hidden world sects, if not, how could it be possible for the fathers and elders of the Holy Sect to treat them with such courtesy.

"This young man is usually very rare. Thinking like this, the bumpy light in the eyes of the world condensed, and they had to retreat at full speed.

At this time.

"Huh. Under the sun behind, a sneer appeared on Ye Yu's face, "Isn't it very cool ahead, but I want to leave today!"

The words fell, brushed, Ye Yu's posture moved violently, thunderbolt, a surge of rich energy bumps out of his body, condensed in the space, turned into a brilliant halo bridge, straight towards a big man in the front dragon crowd, and bombarded away.

There was a loud bang.

In the huge sea of smoke and dust trapped in the forest, in mid-air, the big man spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and his strong body was like a paper kite with a broken thread, and he hurriedly smashed down on the ancient tree of Houlong, boom, and there was another loud noise, along with the scream in the mouth of the big man, it was washed away in this dragon universe.

In a vague scene, when I fixed my eyes, I saw that the dry heat of the former dragon had dissipated and clean.

In the surging forest, Ye Yu glanced at the former dragon who lay in the smoke and dust and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and then turned around and said goodbye to Sima Zongheng and Shadow slowly.

In the times, the teachers have never had excessive language, and now, everything is in plain sight, with the lingering warm current in the heart, the figure of Shi Rao instantly dissipated between this forest and sea.

However, at this time, within the sanctuary.

Above the mid-air of the Holy Sect, brushing, the light and shadow flashed, and the Holy Wind of the Divine Man, which was like an ordinary god returning from the wind, in the middle of the breeze, was already within the compound of the Holy Sect, and he threw it away, and immediately the Holy Linglang in his hand who was grabbed by him crossed an arc in mid-air and fell heavily to the side.

"You're going to stay here and give me a good check-up, huh. With that, the Holy Wind gave him a cold look, and as soon as his body moved, he dissipated.

Looking at the figure of the Holy Wind dissipating, the Fire of Resentment suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Holy Order, "If my Holy Light doesn't extinguish you, what other faces will be mixed in this Holy Domain, you can wait for me!!Hmph..."The Holy Light also let out a heavy snort in his mouth, and then lowered his head.

"Old, old..."In the depths of the Holy Sect's long pavilion, Huo's loud shout of the Holy Wind was heard.