"Those who are dying, there is no need to say more. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too weak. ”

"I don't want to fight with you for fear of losing and being hurt, it's not good for both sides." Yan He's eyes were gloomy, he knew that the situation was stronger than people, and in the face of the attack of the two Martial King Dacheng monks, if he insisted on fighting with his life, even if he was lucky enough to kill the other party, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

You know, in this dangerous environment, serious injury means death!

I only hope that the other party can carefully consider the consequences and not be too reckless!

Qiyuan said disdainfully: "Your cultivation is just close to the Martial King Dacheng, I really think that if you are a disciple of Xuanzong, you can beat the two of us one by one!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, just use all the hole cards. I don't correspond, we two Martial King Dacheng Monks, and we can't kill a Martial King Xiaocheng Monk! ”

The two of them each used their own skills and attacked the Yan River.

"The Seventh Layer of the Mercy Moon: I Wish People Were Long!"

Faced with two sect disciples whose cultivation was higher than his own, Yan He did not dare to slack off at all!

The true qi in his body was running to the limit, and a disc-like silver moon phantom appeared behind him, and the soft moonlight tightly wrapped Yan He, protecting him tightly.

Bang Bang ......Bang

The attack of the two men was so ferocious that it shook the moonlight barrier and caused countless rifts.

"Broken!"

As an elite disciple within the Sect of Life and Death, although the strength of Qiyuan is far inferior to that of Seven Kills, among the monks of Martial King Dacheng, he can definitely be regarded as a relatively leading existence.

On the wrists of both of his hands, a pair of cold-glowing assassin wrist swords were strapped to each of them.

"Bang!" The wrist sword stabbed hard at the moonlight barrier.

Whoa!

The moonlight barrier was stabbed to pieces, and Yan He, who was in the middle of it, secreted blood from the corners of his mouth.

"Get you on your way!"

Nanahara laughed and stabbed Yan He's head with a sword.

"Get out of here!"

Yan He's eyes opened angrily, and he used his true qi at great speed, and instantly shot several palm prints, all of which slammed into the wrist sword.

Bang!

Sparks flew, and the aftermath of the battle spread in all directions, and a layer of turf was directly lifted off the plain.

At this moment, another sect disciple took the opportunity to go around behind Yan He, and he swept out a kick and kicked Yan He's waist hard.

Burst!

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Yan He's face turned a little pale, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries.

"You're done, die!"

Qiyuan's face was hideous, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body flew at great speed, and at the same time, on the wrist sword, a burst of extremely dead gray light quietly burst out, and the gray light stabbed towards Yan He with a terrifying momentum.

Boom!

At the last moment, there was a stream of fire in the distance, which happened to hit Nanahara's wrist sword.

His right arm was a little numb from the fire, and Nanahara was taken aback, and as soon as the soles of his feet hit the ground, he stepped back and gathered with another companion.

Yan He turned his head and said in surprise: "Senior Brother Mu Xuan." ”

The figure dispersed the flowing fire around him, and fell steadily to the side of Yan He, this person was Mu Xuan, he glanced at the seriously injured Yan He, and couldn't help frowning: "Senior Brother Yan He, you were injured." ”

"It's okay if you're not dead, this injury is nothing." Yan He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mu Xuan appear, at this time, if the two joined forces together, there was no need to be afraid of each other. Moreover, Mu Xuan's strength seemed to have improved again, and he always felt that the fiery aura on his body was much higher than before.

Qiyuan glanced at Mu Xuan, and saw that he was just a martial spirit Xiaocheng cultivator, and couldn't help but smile cruelly: "Since you have to send you to death, then I will send you on the road." ”

"Senior Brother Qiyuan, that kid has a fourth-level spirit sword on his body, let's kill him quickly and take the sword directly."

"And the bag around his waist is full of goods, and there must be a lot of treasure in there."

Nanahara wiped the wrist sword in his hand, "That makes sense, since that's the case, then, new boy, are you ready to die?" ”

Mu Xuan sneered, "I only have one move, if I can take it, I will spare your life." ”

"Bastard!"

"Arrogance!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, give me death!"

Qiyuan and the others showed their murderous intentions, and their true qi ran to the limit, killing towards Mu Xuan.

"Bloody Battle Eight Desolations!"

Stepping forward with his left foot, Mu Xuan punched Qiyuan and the others.

Swish! Swish!

Eight huge blood flames surged in front of the two of them, surrounding them tightly!

In the next moment, eight clusters of blood flames burst at the same time, blasting the plain into a hole tens of meters deep, and in an instant, dirt rose into the sky, and dust was everywhere.

When the dust settled, in the pit, only the two of Qiyuan were left, the wreckage that was torn apart and scattered all over the ground.

"I'm not mistaken! actually killed the two of them in seconds with just one move. Yan He was too excited, and coughed in his mouth, although he knew that Mu Xuan was very powerful, but he didn't expect to be so strong that he could kill two Martial King Dacheng monks in one move.

No, the power of that move just now is too amazing, and there is an artistic conception of burning all the vanity, burning the evil spirit, and burning everything!

Could it be that Senior Brother Mu Xuan had already comprehended the fire, the fire that a fire cultivator dreamed of?

"Senior Brother Mu Xuan, just now, you used the fire?" Yan He hurriedly asked.

Mu Xuan nodded.

"As soon as the fire came out, it was really extraordinary, no wonder it could bombard them with one move......"

Seeing the rumored fire for the first time, Yan He seemed very excited for a while.

"However, if you kill the disciple of the Door of Life and Death, if you let the Seven Kills know, he will definitely seek revenge on you!"

After the joy, Yan He began to worry, the strength of 'Deadpool''s seven kills was not comparable to Qiyuan, if he knew that Mu Xuan had killed his junior brother, he would definitely chase them to the death.

And although Mu Xuan comprehended the fire, he could kill the disciples of the sect under the peak of the Martial King in seconds, and his strength was abnormal, but he was probably not the opponent of the Seven Kills.

Mu Xuan said: "Senior brother, you don't need to worry too much, you must know that on the plain, there is no one else except you and me." Therefore, people like Nanahara will be killed if they are killed. ”

"That's right! Let's get out of here! ”

Yan He didn't want to stay here, for fear that others would see them staying with Nanahara's corpse.

Not long after the two left, a figure came out of the cave on the high mountain in the distance, and he smiled, as if he was brewing some conspiracy.

……

An hour later, in a hidden bush, Yan He slowly forced out a part of the blackened blood stasis, and after a little breathing, his face was obviously a little ruddy. Gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then opened his eyes and said, "Although the injuries on my body have improved a lot, they still can't heal immediately, but my strength has recovered about eighty percent." ”

Mu Xuan said: "It's okay, the Ancient Emperor Ruins have just begun, we can wait for a few days and wait and see what happens!" ”

"This time, if it weren't for Senior Brother Mu Xuan's timely arrival, I'm afraid that Senior Brother would already be in a different place." Thinking of the scene of being besieged and killed before, Yan He still had palpitations.

……