"It's so easy to hang up, it's so boring, I thought I could have more fun." One of the white-robed old men couldn't help but whisper.

"If you forgot what we said about the Lord when we came out before, I don't mind if you can play more!" the remaining white-robed old man snorted coldly.

"What, a little guy in the late stage of the God Realm, can't it be that the two of us can't kill it, if we can't kill it like this, then we don't have to go back." ”

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"Huh?" Just as the other white-robed old man was about to say something, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?" The white-robed old man who had made a move on Zhang Yang before looked at his companion's appearance and was suddenly a little dissatisfied.

"Bang!" Just as the white-robed old man finished speaking, a huge roar suddenly erupted not far away.

Looking at the voice, I saw that the black palm print had turned into a piece of powder at this time, and Zhang Yang was standing in place, although he was a little embarrassed all over his body, but he did not have the slightest injury.

The pair of eyes, with a bit of coldness, stared at the two of them.

"How could it be ......" The white-robed old man couldn't help but be a little shocked when he looked at Zhang Yang's unscathed appearance at this time.

"If you want to kill me just because of that, it seems that you are thinking too simply. A hint of disdain hung on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth.

"Okay, I want to see how strong you are!" The white-robed old man's face flashed with a look of anger, as if Zhang Yang was playing with him for the scene just now.

As a Saint Realm powerhouse, he was actually played with by a small Divine Realm, how could such a thing be endured.

As the white-robed old man's words fell, the next moment, a crescent-shaped weapon suddenly appeared between the palms of the white-robed old man's hands.

As soon as this crescent moon weapon appeared, the entire air seemed to have gradually become solemn, and even the internal strength in the body became slightly sluggish.

In this regard, Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he couldn't help but feel a little frightened in his heart, what is this weapon, it is so weird and terrifying.

"Drink!" the white-robed old man snorted, his body moved, and the next moment, his body instantly appeared in front of Zhang Yang, and the crescent moon weapon in his hand flashed with a cold light, directly at Zhang Yang's neck.

The speed of the white-robed old man was so fast that Zhang Yang didn't even see the figure of the other party, in this regard, Zhang Yang's heart was frightened at the same time, his palm moved, and the devouring spirit was directly held in the palm of his hand.

"Ding!" A crisp voice sounded, and the next moment, Zhang Yang's body flew out directly.

After Zhang Yang's body hit the ground, his right hand grabbed the Devouring Spirit and rubbed it into the ground, kneeling on one knee, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hang a trace of scarlet blood.

And in the body, Zhang Yang is not comfortable, just a blow, Zhang Yang's whole body is still a little trembling until now.

"The Saint Realm powerhouse is really different!" Zhang Yang slowly raised his head, looked at each other with half-squinted eyes, his eyes were a little cold, and he muttered in a low voice.

"The strength is in the realm of the late stage of the God Realm, and after taking my attack hard, there is still nothing to do, which really makes me feel a little surprised, but next, I'm afraid you won't have that good luck!" said the white-robed old man here, and in the next second, his figure disappeared into the air again.

In this regard, Zhang Yang suddenly opened the Divine Eye, but even under the glance of the Divine Eye, Zhang Yang could only vaguely see the afterimage of the other party.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

There was a crisp sound in the air, and sparks were everywhere.

In just a few breaths, the two of them fought no less than hundreds of moves.

"Woo-ra!"

As the sound of this voice sounded, Zhang Yang's body quickly took a few steps back, looking at the deep wound on his shoulder, Zhang Yang's eyes couldn't help but exude a trace of coldness.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang has long been accustomed to such a thing as injury, and every time he is injured, because of the elf bow in his body, he can quickly recover from Zhang Yang's wound every time.

Only this time, Zhang Yang's wound still had no effect even under the recovery of the Devouring Spirit.

In this regard, Zhang Yang's complexion couldn't help but change slightly.

"It's useless, my weapon is not an ordinary weapon, once injured, it will take a long time for the wound to recover, so no matter how strange your body is, it will not work for me at all. The white-robed old man seemed to see through the doubts in Zhang Yang's heart, and said directly to Zhang Yang with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang's heart was shocked, the other party's strength itself is much stronger than him, coupled with the horror of this weapon, if Zhang Yang does not kill it quickly in the next time, once he waits for another guy to shoot together, then at that time, Zhang Yang will have no chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's eyes couldn't help flashing a touch of coldness, staring at the other party like a poisonous snake.

"It seems that I can only kill you quickly!" Zhang Yang said, his body moved, and he attacked directly towards the white-robed old man.

Zhang Yang had always been passive before, but now Zhang Yang took the lead in attacking, which made the white-robed old man stagnate slightly.

Because in his eyes, Zhang Yang is just like an ant, and now the ant dares to provoke him, how can he not be surprised.

Just when the white-robed old man was surprised, Zhang Yang had already come to the other party, grabbed the devouring spirit with both hands, and without any fancy power, he directly attacked the white-robed old man's chest.

Zhang Yang's attack angle was extremely tricky and weird, and the white-robed old man was also shocked in his heart, and subconsciously grabbed the crescent moon weapon in his hand to resist Zhang Yang's sword.

It's just that when the white-robed old man was about to block Zhang Yang's sword, Zhang Yang's palm flipped over, and the devouring spirit actually pulled a sword flower in front of the white-robed old man, and the devouring spirit attacked the white-robed old man again at a strange angle.

Seeing this, the white-robed old man's face suddenly showed a little pale, you know, it is a symbol of being a man, if there is a problem here, then he is not a complete man.

And for Zhang Yang's attack, the old man in the white robe also felt extremely angry.

"You are looking for death!" The white-robed old man's words fell, and the power of the Holy Realm in his body suddenly gushed out, and one after another terrifying powers pressed directly down on Zhang Yang's whole body.

Under this terrifying force, Zhang Yang's body was also pressed to creak, but Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, and a ghostly evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the evil smile on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, the white-robed old man was shocked, and he didn't know what tricks Zhang Yang wanted to play.

It's just that when he secretly raised his precautions, Zhang Yang muttered softly in his mouth: "The law of space!"

As Zhang Yang's words just fell, the white-robed old man's body suddenly stagnated slightly, although the strength difference between the two was very large, even Zhang Yang's use of law power was not of much use.

But now that the other party is close to Zhang Yang, even if the power of this law can only delay the other party for a moment, this is enough for Zhang Yang.

Feeling a sudden stagnation from his body, the white-robed old man's face suddenly became a little pale, and his eyes couldn't help but show a little horror.

Although he knew that Zhang Yang had the power of the law, he didn't expect Zhang Yang to use the power of the law at this time.

"Click!" A slight voice sounded, and the snow-white cheeks of the white-robed old man became even paler, and a cold sweat broke out on his head.

"That's this time!" Seeing that the other party subconsciously wanted to grope under him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, grabbed the devouring spirit in his hand, waved his arm, and slashed at the white-robed old man as fast as he could.

"Be careful!" The white-robed old man not far away never imagined that the strength of a late stage of the Divine Realm would now be able to hurt his companions.

It's just that even with his reminder at this time, it's a little late.

The devouring spirit in Zhang Yang's hand flashed with a cold light, and it was directly slashed at the head of the white-robed old man, and at this moment, the white-robed old man also reacted, knowing that it would definitely be too late to dodge at this time.

Thinking of this, the white-robed old man endured the severe pain under his body, and transferred all the strength in his body to his neck.

In an instant, there was a golden light flashing on the neck of the white-robed old man, and there seemed to be some golden scales under this golden light.

In this regard, Zhang Yang was just stunned for a moment, and the devouring spirit in his hand still didn't stop and cut it down directly.

"Poof!" A slight voice sounded, and the head of the white-robed old man was directly cut off by Zhang Yang, and for a while, a stream of Dawson's white blood shot directly out of the white-robed old man's neck.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yang's eyes also narrowed slightly.

"White blood and golden scales!" In the bottom of his heart, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be shocked.

Who is the other party and why is it so strange, although Zhang Yang is very puzzled in his heart at this time, but Zhang Yang also knows that he has only killed one of them now, and there is another Saint Realm master.

In this battle just now, it almost cost Zhang Yang seven layers of strength, and now Zhang Yang's internal strength is not much left, and Zhang Yang was injured before, and now facing another white-robed old man, it can be said that Zhang Yang has no chance of winning at all.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang took a deep breath, his heart moved, and a drop of water of life appeared in Zhang Yang's palm, and then was directly swallowed by Zhang Yang into his lower abdomen.

"Water of Life! You really still have the Water of Life!" the remaining white-robed old man's eyes were full of coldness, staring at Zhang Yang.

Regarding the death of his companion, the white-robed old man was only shocked for a moment before he came back to his senses.

"Does it matter to you whether I have or not the water of life?" Zhang Yang's eyes were a little disdainful.

"What is the relationship between you and the elf clan?" The remaining white-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was full of cold killing intent.

Looking at the other party's expression, Zhang Yang is not stupid, obviously this guy should have nothing to do with the elf clan, and even have a grudge, but Zhang Yang doesn't care about this at all.

Anyway, these two guys came to kill him, and since they wanted to kill him, Zhang Yang would not let each other go easily.

"Well, well, I think you'll be able to say anything when I drain your soul out. After the white-robed old man finished speaking, he took a deep look at Zhang Yang, and with a movement of his palm, a net emitting white light fell directly at Zhang Yang.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang's expression changed slightly, this net didn't seem to have changed much, it seemed to be the same as an ordinary net, but Zhang Yang was in it, but he faintly felt that in this net, it seemed that he had no way to escape, unless he broke the net.

"I want to see how you pulled my soul out!" Zhang Yang finished speaking, his feet lightly touched the ground, and the whole person suddenly flew into the air, grabbed the devouring spirit with both hands, and slashed directly towards this net.

"Snort!" Under the constant attack of Zhang Yang, there were also slight sounds in this net.

But after Zhang Yang slashed dozens of knives, only a small gap was revealed in the net.

And the white-robed old man on the side, after watching this scene, finally lost his previous indifference, and between his faces, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"The power of the demons! You are actually a member of the demon race!" the white-robed old man stared at Zhang Yang with his eyes and roared, but his eyes were full of horror.

"Snort!" When the old man in the white robe was talking nonsense, Zhang Yang finally cut the net with a knife, and then broke out of the net, standing in the air, looking at the old man in the white robe.

"This matter doesn't seem to have anything to do with you anymore, because you will definitely die today!" Zhang Yang said coldly.

"Okay, I didn't expect that you would be a member of the Demon Clan, but you said that if I let out this news, then what will your next days look like?" Suddenly, the corner of the white-robed old man's mouth couldn't help but put a smile on his lips, and he looked at Zhang Yang and said softly.

"It's just a pity that you don't have this opportunity, and I'm not a member of the Demon Clan! I hope you can understand this!" Zhang Yang didn't know what grievances these guys had with the Demon Clan, or what they had to do with it, but Zhang Yang knew that since they came to kill him, then he should kill these two people now.

With strength alone, Zhang Yang can't be the opponent of either of the two, even just now, Zhang Yang just used a little bit of his cleverness to kill that guy by luck, but now......