"It turned out to be you, hehe, the sun is really bright today, and the sky has opened its eyes. Lang Yu turned around, and the blood bead flicked and landed on the jade plate. Flip it over and put it away.

"You're looking for death!" The man in black stopped, stood seven or eight feet away opposite Lang Yu, his hand shook, and the knife turned twice in the palm of his hand.

Killers, you don't need a reason to shoot, whoever takes something that shouldn't be taken is the target. The moment the spirit weapon was about to come out, the butcher's gaze moved from Lang Yu's hand to his face.

"Ahh also recognized, a person who had been buried in his heart for nearly ten years.

It seems that the two of them are no strangers, and they are very impressed with each other.

Langyu pushed his nose. "Go left, so you ran here. ”

"You are indeed the young master of the ancient clan. ”

Ten years, for a teenager, it was a sea change. But for these two people, it was just a glance that recognized each other from the bones.

In Lang Yu's mind, another blood flower appeared, a delicate figure among the flowers, a weak hand, and a pair of nostalgic eyes.

A knife, a rush of blood, a young man in black.

Go left, if I don't kill you, I have no right to stand in this world, and if you don't die, it's hard to prove my way. Green jade, high in the sky, you can see the sky and open your eyes.

Gongsun Miao, Lang Yu can spare it, but if you go left, it won't work, even if someone gives up half of the Apocalypse.

Ten years ago, in Jingyang Town, Yixiu killed Fan, who the woman who died was and what she looked like, Zuo Xing has long been unable to remember. But a genius boy failed miserably at the hands of a mortal, it was a great shame, but he remembered it in his heart.

entered the road quickly, but was defeated by the fast hand, and this hatred is like a stalk in the throat. If it weren't for this thorn, he would have been able to enter the Dream Dao Cliff a long time ago, and he should have been the existence of the youngest Venerable a year ago, so how could he forget the blue-robed figure, especially the punch after punch of chasing life, and even the blow of the lore. It's as if I've already died once.

In ten years, I have lost count of the number of times that figure has awakened me from my dreams. Therefore, this person must be eliminated and completely erased from memory, otherwise he will not enter the Tao, but enter the demon.

Today I have this capital, a godsend. A pair of people who don't share the sky sighed in unison.

"Come out of the sword, since you have arrived on Shura Island, you are qualified to be my opponent. Zuo Xing's cold words, without a trace of yin and yang. Back then, you failed to cultivate, but today I take your Great Perfection by entering the third order at the beginning, which is the cycle of the Heavenly Dao.

The left line is not just talking cruel words, and the name of the butcher is not blown out, it is killed. Ten years, step by step to the present, there is no opponent in the same level, and there is not even a live mouth to release. The wind system combat skill, which is also a cross-level challenge, has not yet been exerted at the fighter level, and a negligence almost died in the hands of Lang Yu, which is the most conspicuous black spot in his life.

Turn over your hand and draw your knife. Ever since he first saw this uninhibited guy in the clan comparison of the ancient clan, Lang Yu knew that this was by no means a character to be messed with.

The dog that bites does not bark, and the knife that kills is silent. can chase the desperate existence of the honorable person, and the combat power is no longer on par with himself. is also a master of speed, he doesn't dare to be careless, the demon body is not invincible, and the other party's hand seems to be a spiritual weapon.

In Lang Yu's slightly narrowed eyes, the left line gradually blurred, as if there were several ghosts, and it was difficult to lock on with his divine sense.

I haven't seen you for ten years, and I don't know how you've grown. The knife in his hand raised his finger to the sky, and a dragon groaned, a blue light, and the actinic flying dragon. The golden armor of the Great Perfection dragon body flew with scales, one hovering, and a fist-sized ice bead opened its mouth, flashing and blasting down.

"Bang!" "Bang!" where the left row stands, stone chips are flying, and a cloud of white light is flying.

The person was gone, and an icy killing aura struck him. Lang Yu stepped to the left, leaving an afterimage, and the Blue Flame Knife poked out and picked it up towards the black whirlwind that had become lighter.

"Huh!" The sword qi swept over his ears, and a crescent moon was cut out in front of Lang Yu's eyes, and the black shadow was also at the tip of Lang Yu's knife, as if forced by the knife qi, floating to the side.

The attack is fast, the flash is Xuan, and the left line is still an old trick - cut the throat.

The first shot, just leave, no one thought about winning or losing with this. The two black-clad figures retreated with a ghostly touch. It's all empty knives.

The left line took advantage of the situation and turned around, the head of the knife fell, and the butterfly fluttered like a knife turned into seven, and with the body as the axis, he unfolded a whirlwind slash close to the body, one foot above the ground, erratic, and couldn't see where the feet were, only the knife was rushing. This is a melee combat skill that integrates prevention and killing, although the level is not high, but the left line likes it, and it is easy to use. Facing a high-level existence with a spiritual weapon in his hand and his whole body on guard, he didn't dare to shoot with a flying knife.

A whirlwind, it is not difficult to dodge, if the light is so unthreatening to Langyu. But the murderous aura in it is not everywhere, I don't know when and where, it will inevitably suddenly come out, and the knife will be killed, and it will not be killed.

At the time of three breaths, Lang Yu's seven-star phantom step returned to the original point, and he didn't find a chance on the left. Except for demon beasts, Lang Yu rarely encountered someone who had been fighting with him for more than such a long time. At such a close distance, combat skills are basically useless.

The left side chose this style of play, but he just wanted to fall down and get up. But he chose the wrong opponent, and the demonic Langyu also relied on this trick to start from scratch.

"Hmph, play this, you can't do it yet. Seven steps, Lang Yu didn't make a poem, but caught the little tail on the left. There is more than speed, but not the sense. Several times he was given the opportunity, but he didn't grasp it. Then you don't have to make a move.

The figure flickered, and the foot stepped on the seven-star position, and a phantom shadow quickly faded on the spot, "Boom!" Several knives slashed, splitting the shadow into corpses. An upright black line in the left-hand consciousness jumped to the front of the right, and a spun chased after it.

The black line jumped again, the knife swirled and chased again, Lang Yu smiled, this person from another world is really stupid, he even wondered if he should remind that kid: The knife technique is good, and the body technique is also good, but your head is not good. Chased me around, and it hasn't changed at all, sir, it's regular, do you understand, although I can't lock you, but, your chasing method is too regular. If I don't kill you, God won't agree.

Lang Yu jumped again, but pointed back at the afterimage, a blue bubble was under the hood, and the air suddenly became cold and atomized directly.

"Dayan Xuan Ice Jue", frozen. As soon as the mask was formed, the whirlwind just slipped in. It's like when you're running fast and you're about to hit a wall, and suddenly there's a hole in the wall, and you don't hesitate to step into it.

This foot, the left line is like entering an ice cellar, and the "swish" is cold from the top of the head to the heels, and the speed is immediately reduced. In Lang Yu's eyes, the figure in the knife bush flashed.

Kill! A little with the right foot, the arrow-like reflection returned, and the short knife went straight into the dantian. If such an enemy directly wipes his neck, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Ahh

A half-inch deep and a long knife cut was made under the left rib. Lang Yu went straight under his shoulder socket, and the knife in his hand went up, blocking the backhand knife that was spinning on the left. With a "buzz", the two of them broke apart more than three meters away.

The opportunity came, probably because both of them thought of this, Lang Yu made a wrong step, turned around and shot again, a green light shot out of his left hand, and then a shape-shifting shadow, the blue flame knife slashed straight over.

The knife on the left also shot, and a plate in his right hand, like a white flying saucer, was aimed at Langyu's neck. With such an opportunity, who can care if he is injured or not.

It was too fast, the two of them shot in less than half a second, and at a distance of six or seven meters, Lang Yu seemed to be hitting the knife edge, but as soon as he turned around, the knife head quickly filled with pupils. As soon as he tilted his head, his shoulders arched, and with a "snort", the shoulder mound was flattened, and a layer of bone was scraped off.

But the left line on the opposite side finally had an expression, his eyes were straight, his face was incredible, and the jade-like knife was hugged off his shoulders and back.

"Ding!" "Ah!" screamed, he was a butcher, but today he experienced the feeling of being slaughtered.

An iron ruler, one and a half feet long and two fingers wide, was put on his shoulder by his hand, and he was beaten raw. There was a sound of broken bones in "Titica", the collarbone of the left shoulder was broken, and the iron ruler of a superb treasure was directly broken into three pieces, and the person was immediately half a meter shorter.

Zuoxing's cheeks suddenly puffed up, and he forced a mouthful of blood to spurt out. With the two fingers of his right hand, a cyan wind cone slammed into Langyu's chest. Langyu's second style didn't wait for him to make a move, and the person was blown upside down and flew out.

"Huh" The short knife of the ox ear swirled back, was grabbed in his hand by the left line, turned around, and the green vine that tied his legs was unloaded, and he floated out three zhang away.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spurted out. Retreating a little more, a green bottle appeared in his hand, picked off the cork, two pills entered, and then shook his hand, a puff of green smoke, and eighteen spars were directly refined.

The battle was so fast that it was over in just over five seconds. In close combat, the left side was miserably defeated, looking at Lang Yu from afar, he raised his hand and touched his shoulder. This knife, although there was no blood, was more seriously injured, and one left arm could not be raised, which directly affected the speed.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, he was still defeated, and there was still no joy or sorrow in his eyes on the left, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. It seems that he has killed too many people, and he has broken his life and death.

This kind of person is the most dangerous, and in Langyu's eyes, he is indeed a standard killer. Only that kind of person has only enemies in his eyes, and there is no life and death.