"Whoa—"

The blood was flying, and Yang Yi directly exploded Wen San's right shoulder with a finger, and the flesh and blood on the shoulder rolled back, and the blood flowed like tap water that didn't need money.

Yang Ji was also not happy, he was smashed by the other party's palm, vomiting blood and flying upside down.

"Boy, you!"

Wen San covered his injured arm, his face was gloomy, he didn't expect that Yang Ji, who was already highly poisoned, could still traumatize himself.

"Come on!"

Yang Yu used the Canglongbone Sword as a cane, supported himself to stand up, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes exuded bloodthirsty madness.

"You're looking for death!"

Wen San was furious, his palms were full of blue light, and he was facing Yang Ji is a series of sharp onslaughts.

"Good time!"

Yang Yu scolded angrily, and also rushed towards the other party.

The Canglong Bone Sword, the Six-Vein Divine Finger, and the Wild Fire Seven Star Palm were used alternately, and they bombarded Wen San again and again.

The entire third floor of the Nightless Bar was instantly swept away by the skyrocketing spiritual power.

Wen Yanqing and the three of them were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, looking at the two people in the battle whirlpool, their expressions changed.

Wen San was able to suppress Yang Ji at first, but as time passed minute by minute, Wen San became more and more frightened, and both sides could punch dozens of times every second.

Punching to the flesh, Yang Yi actually gave up any defense, relying on the indestructible golden body to resist the opponent's attack, you slap me, I give you a punch.

When Wen San first saw this scene, he was a little unimpressed, thinking that Yang Jian was asking for his own death, after all, Yang Jie was highly poisonous, how could he fight hard?!

But with a series of bombardments, Wen San also became more and more frightened.

This Yang Wei spits black blood every time he is beaten by himself, but he only persevered with a trace of tenacious will.

"Pain, pleasure, fight again!"

Yang Jian continued to roar and rushed towards Wen San.

Wen San looked at the madness in Yang Wei's eyes, and couldn't help but shudder, and the word "crazy" appeared in his mind.

Would a normal person fight in such a way of injuring himself 800 and injuring 1,000 enemies?!

How bad is this?!

Yang Wei didn't want to die, he Wen San still wanted it, in the face of the golden sword that swung in, Wen San didn't dare to continue to attack, turned the attack into defense, and flashed to the side.

"Humph!"

Yang Wei had already prepared, and when he saw the other party dodging, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time, and swept the thousands of troops towards the opponent again.

"Whoa—"

The sword light slashed, and Wen San's body had an extra sword mark.

“！”

Wen San was in pain, launched another fierce attack, and hit Yang Jie in the chest with one palm, trying to attack and defend, forcing Yang Jie to defend.

"Good time!"

It's a pity that his wishful thinking didn't play any role at all, Yang Yu didn't think about dodging the opponent's attack, the blue light flowed between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and the six veins of the god pointed at the opponent with a blow.

"Bang-"

Wen San's palm wind directly smashed Yang Yu and flew back again, and blood sprayed wildly.

However, Wen San was not happy, his chest was pointed through by the six veins god, and the blood was gurgling, and he looked very embarrassed.

"You ......"

Wen San covered his chest that had been pierced by the six-vein divine fingers, his legs weakened, and he fell to his knees on one knee.

"Ahem—"

Yang Yu stood up again at this time, coughed up two mouthfuls of black blood, without any nonsense, the flames lingered in his palm, and a blow of the Crazy Fire Seven Star Palm smashed towards the other party.

The phantom of the fire dragon rose into the sky and blasted towards Wen San.

Wen San looked at the rushing fire dragon, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly put his hands on his chest.

Rao was like this, still being blasted by the fire dragon and flying upside down against the ground, slamming into the wall, leaving a big hole in the wall.

"Seven Stars of Furious Fire—"

Seeing this, Yang Jian waved his palm again, and another fire dragon rose into the sky.

“……”

Wen San was just about to struggle to crawl out of the pit, when he saw the fire dragon rushing towards him again, his face changed again, and he hurriedly protected his chest with his hands again.

Yang Ji didn't mean to stop there, and slammed the Canglong Bone Sword into the ground, and at the same time, the flames lingered in the palms of both hands, swinging the Seven Star Palms of Wild Fire to the extreme, and one fire dragon after another smashed towards Wen San in the big pit.

Beat the water dogs!

In just a moment's effort, Yang Ji hit more than a dozen fire dragons, and there were one or two six-vein divine fingers in the middle.

In an instant, the flames flew up, bringing up smoke and sand in the sky.

"Ahhh

Wen San could have resisted with his hands, but in the face of Yang Ji's crazy bombardment, he soon couldn't hold on, and a series of miserable howls came from the pit.

Wen Yanqing's faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly looked into the pit, only to see that there were raging flames burning in the pit at this moment, and they couldn't see everything that was happening inside.

Minutes and seconds passed......

I don't know how long it took, but there was no echo from the pit.

Yang Ji shot several Crazy Fire Seven Star Palms in a row, his face turned white again, and with a wow, he spit out a large mouthful of black blood, and hurriedly held the Canglong Bone Sword in one hand, supporting himself from falling.

“！”

Everyone turned around and looked into the pit, only to see that the pit was in a mess at the moment, how could there be half a figure?

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped one after another, at their level, it was impossible for them to be too clean under their hands, and one or two people's lives were rare.

This can be seen from Wen Jiajia's expressionless ability to shoot Yang Ji.

But they have never seen such a crazy killing, they directly bombarded, and even the bones were not left, and the first master of the Wen family, Wen San, was killed!

……

Killing Wen San, Yang Wei turned around slowly, wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "What other hole cards are there, use them!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Wei's body was full of momentum, holding the Canglong Bone Sword in one hand, like an invincible god of war.

Looking at the smile on the corner of Yang Ji's mouth, Wen Yanqing shivered and muttered, "You... How could you be okay? You should be poisonous......"

"Hehe, you're right, I'm indeed poisonous, but guess what, can I kill you before the poison gas attacks your heart?" The smile on the corner of Yang Ji's mouth increased even more.

"......" Wen Yanqing and the three of them all shivered, and their hearts instantly fell to the bottom.

Originally, they carefully laid it out, thinking that they could put Yang Jie to death without fail.

But now, it is they who are wandering in the Ghost Gate, and this killing god will wield a scythe at any time and harvest their lives......

Yang Wei ignored everyone's surprise and fixed his gaze on Shi Xiang's body.

"Wood... Brother Mu Yi, we didn't have any grudges before, right?I was also deceived by these two brothers and sisters before, so I will do something to you......" Shi Xiang saw that the situation was not good, and took half a step back, looking like I was also a victim.

"Really?" Yang Ji smiled.

"That's right, Brother Mu Yi, let me go, I promise that I won't be an enemy of you, whether you sleep or not, Wen Jiajia, it's none of my business......" Shi Xiang hurriedly said.

"Whoa—"

Yang Ji didn't speak, the blue light of the index finger and middle finger of his right hand flowed, and a six-vein god pointed at the center of the other party's eyebrows.

Shi Xiang is not a cultivator, it is impossible not to dodge this finger, only to feel a flower in front of him, a bloody hole was opened in his head, and until he died, this guy's eyes were round, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Originally, Shi Xiang suddenly defected, and Wen Jiajia and Wen Yanqing were both pale.

But the next moment, Shi Xiang's corpse was lying in front of them so coldly, and this scene couldn't help but make the two of them gasp.

Yang Yi still looked calm, he didn't bother to pay attention to Shi Xiang's wall grass, and immediately turned to look at the two brothers and sisters of the Wen family, "What hole cards do you have, use them!"

Wen Yanqing's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back, not daring to look directly at Yang Ji.

On the contrary, Wen Jiajia, who has always given Yang Yi a simple and innocent impression, has a grim smile hanging on the corner of her mouth at this moment, and said: "There is another trump card, that is Xu Mengxue." If you dare to act rashly, I guarantee that Xu Mengxue will die an ugly death! Maybe tomorrow it will be reported on the news that a naked actress's corpse has been found in a garbage heap!"

"......" Yang Ji's face changed slightly, looking at Wen Jiajia's appearance at the moment, he suddenly felt a feeling of cold hair standing on end.

This woman is hiding too deeply, and under the shell of innocence, there is such a dark side hidden.

But at this moment, Yang Yu suddenly laughed, "Is this your last killing move?"

"What do you mean?" Wen Jiajia looked at Yang Ji's contemptuous smile and couldn't help but be stunned.