Fight Xiao Batian

In the eyes of Yang Jinxi, who was gradually demonized, Xiao Batian was a prey, just a prey that would struggle before dying, but it was just a struggle.

Yang Jinxi stretched out his palm, and his five fingers became claws. The nails were blood-red and growing at a visible rate, like five sharp blades that had just been taken out of a pool of blood, and there were beads of blood dripping from them.

The five fingers collided with Xiao Batian's fists, like the sound of sharp objects scratching on the steel plate, and there were sparks jumping between the gaps.

Xiao Batian retreated with a shocked face, he never thought that his body protection qi would be broken by Yang Jinxi so easily and so quickly, he was sure that if he didn't retreat just now, it would be like a steel nail that would easily and mercilessly pierce his heart.

Xiao Batian, who had escaped the catastrophe, looked down at the five bloody scratches on his chest, and the green color that represented his talent leached outward.

"What kind of monster is this," Xiao Batian said with a mouthful of spit. He himself is also a battle maniac, he never asks this or that in a fight, he is qualified to ask if he wins, and he will be asked if he loses, so in his opinion, if he fights, he fights, and those mothers-in-law will keep the words of his mother-in-law and mother after the fight.

But this time, he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you?" โ€

Maybe it's because his life is threatened by force majeure, Xiao Batian feels that if he doesn't ask, he will most likely be killed by this demonic monster in front of him without even having a chance to ask.

As if he hadn't heard it, Yang Jinxi still didn't say a word with that arrogant and evil smile on his face, waving his terrifying claws and attacking Xiao Batian as if he had no moves.

Xiao Batian kept retreating while parrying, he was sure that this was definitely the first time he had been beaten so powerlessly, even if he had fought with that condensed knife intent before, he had not been so passive.

Passive as if he would sleep here as long as there was negligence, he couldn't find any chance to fight back, Xiao Batian became more and more frightened in his heart and gradually felt scared: "He is not a person at all, more like a machine, a machine that is purely born to fight and to kill."

In Xiao Batian's eyes, Yang Jianxi's moves did not have any superfluous movements, and the moves were fatal, as if they were set, and the speed was so fast that it was like he didn't need to think through his brain, it was pure combat instinct and the muscles' accurate judgment of danger.

This is destined to be a battle that cannot be won or escaped, Xiao Batian is gradually despairing, in fact, from the very beginning, he still has a trace of luck, how to say that he is also a peak gold fighter in his hundred and fifty years, and he will not even have the opportunity to escape after defeat, not to mention judging from the fluctuation of breath, although it is depressing and terrifying, Xiao Batian is sure that it is the strength of a peak gold fighter like himself, and it is absolutely impossible to be a dark gold level fighter.

If it was really dark gold, and the coercion was released, he wouldn't even have a chance to stand up.

But after all, he overestimated his own strength, and also underestimated the horror of Yang Zhenxi's monster.

The world never recognizes your age, only looks at your strength, "What about one hundred and fifty years old, looking at the disgusting smell of blood around him, I'm afraid that even if I give myself another hundred and fifty years, I won't be able to kill many people he killed." Xiao Batian was desperate in his heart.

A looming round of Tai Chi emerged in mid-air on Yang's right, like a mysterious flower blooming, gradually blooming throughout the night.

The yin and yang lock came out from within, with a roar and Xiao Batian's unstoppable momentum, it was a blood-red light in the dark night that snorted towards Xiao Batian, who was retreating in front of him, with an absolutely bloody murderous aura.

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The flower of life bloomed on Xiao Batian's chest, and Yang Jinxi did not reach out to pull the yin and yang lock that was still in mid-air this time, but let Xiao Batian be hung in the air by the yin and yang lock like a marionette, with his feet on the ground and his eyes blank.

This is indeed a corpse. It was as if an invisible ray of white light had purposefully entered Yang Jinxi's body.

Yang Jianxi couldn't help but let out a moan of enjoyment, and walked forward step by step, a pair of bloodthirsty eyes gradually became clear with Yang Jianxi's forward steps, and the bloodshot was faintly seen flashing, and the Taiji diagram that seemed to replace the eyeballs gradually disappeared in Yang Jianxi's eyes, revealing the black and white of a normal person.

Under the silver like water, Yang Jianxi has lost a lot of weight compared to at least, and his face has gradually returned to his original appearance, although this time there is no scary skinny texture like the last time he fought with Foxie, but the bacon-like skin on his face is full of old age spots that belong to the elderly, and it also indicates his disappearing life all the time.

Yang Jianxi walked to Xiao Batian's corpse, because the yin and yang locks on his back were hanging, Yang Jianxi still had to raise his head to see his face. opened his mouth, revealing the bloodshot roots connected to the upper and lower mouths, and made a voice like broken glass: "Damn, I refuse to bow my head when I die, and I want Lao Tzu to raise my head?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hands, like two withered claws, grabbed his head, and didn't see Yang Jianxi have any extra movements, he twisted and pulled and tore off his head, green blood was like a fountain from the broken mouth and couldn't stop spurting out, seeing this, Yang Jianxi grabbed Xiao Batian's hair with one hand, held his head, and flashed the Taiji diagram on the other hand, and made a gesture to cover the fracture, the Taiji diagram rotated wildly on Yang Jianxi's palm like a pumping machine to prevent the blood from coming out, and refined the green that belonged to Xiao Batian's natural talent, leaving a terrifying red in his corpseใ€‚

Yang Jianxi's body gradually became stronger, retreated from emaciation, and his face gradually returned to his previous handsomeness and coldness.

His body regained the faint smell of evil that belonged to him, and there was no sign of life disappearing.

"Cool, this thing is really the Holy Light Continent version of poison, the main thing is that it's not illegal to be addicted to this thing,

Is it illegal to commit murder?"

For a moment, Yang Jianxi's body seemed to tremble uncontrollably, which was a manifestation of extreme pleasure. Sometimes Yang Jinxi thinks that maybe a woman's feeling is just like this, although he hasn't tasted it.

Leaving aside Xiao Batian, who was like a dry corpse, the Yin and Yang Lock also disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the red all over the ground, proving that there had been dead people here.

Looking up at the round of brightness in the air, no matter how you look around, it seems that there is a faint layer of blood mist that makes Yang Jinxi yearn for her heart and body.

Pulled the muscles of his mouth, showed a smile like a smile, shook his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the original ruins with steps, in fact, the distance was not far, Xiao Batian had not parried a few moves in Yang Jinxi's hands at all in the process from battle to death, naturally the battlefield would not be too big, and the battle line would not be too long.

Xiao Batian and Foxy can't be compared, but it may be because Yang Jinxi's strength has increased again. After thinking about it, I felt like this: "The existence of this world, the weak like to regard the indifferent disdain of the strong as a manifestation of their strength." โ€

In front of him, next to the scattered corpses, Xu Mingyue was lying on Chen Dan's body as if she was dead, and the big blood hole in her waist was Yang Jinxi's masterpiece, which was also the reason why he was sure that this stinky woman was not dead.

"Anyway, you're a silver fighter, hey, I know you're not dead, I'll reply if you're not dead, don't fucking pout and lie here looking like you're not dry."

Yang Jinxi kicked Xu Mingyue and said fragrantly.

The position was good, just one foot blocked the big green hole in her waist, and her foot was consciously twisting and rubbing on the flesh.

Xu Mingyue woke up in pain, accompanied by bursts of yelling.

Yang Jianxi also looked at her moaning in pain under her feet with an expressionless face, and was surprised that her heart-wrenching roar didn't wake up Chen Dan, in fact, Yang Jianxi also knew that you couldn't wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep.

Yang Zhenxi didn't bother to care about him, as for Xiao Ritian's cowardice, when his yin and yang lock killed people just now, he was stunned on the ground like Chen Dan, and when he was fighting with Xiao Batian just now, he found that this Xiao Ritian was about to move on the ground, but maybe he didn't expect Yang Jianxi to solve the battle so quickly, so fast that he didn't even have a chance to escape secretly, and now he was being surrounded by the yin and yang lock like a python and hung in the air, looking at the demon-like young man below with a frightened face and exclaiming:" You...... You are...... Be...... You're the one on the bounty notice,

Poplar...... Yang Zhenxi"

Maybe it was because he was scared, or maybe he couldn't believe it, but his voice was loud and harsh.

Yang Jianxi tilted his head and stretched out his little thumb to pick out his ears very forcefully, his backhand was a slap, the air seemed to be controlled by Yang Jianxi, Xiao Ritian screamed, his head seemed to be deflected by an invisible force, and the hot pain on his face frightened him even more. Because this is an operation that his brother Xiao Batian can't do.

He seemed to figure out how a purple-blooded boy with no background and strength could refuse to hide in this well-known wasteland.

Where is this not the strength to come, this is clearly a trap, a trap that Yang Jinxi used to hunt for revenge.

After Xiao Ritian shouted out the three words Yang Jinxi in extreme shock, Xu Mingyue seemed to have heard something that made her unbelievable. The body was as weak and cold as if it had fallen into an abyss, as if the unbearable pain in the lower back from before was no longer there.

"Yang Jianxi, the man behind him is actually Yang Zhenxi, who he is looking for and calling the purple prey.

Xu Mingyue's heart was trembling, she wanted to look up and turn her head to verify that this was not true, but she was extremely afraid that the face she saw when she turned her head was the face that used to be the one that would now make her extremely desperate.

She didn't dare to move, she couldn't move, she was afraid to even breathe.