"A group of shameless miscellaneous people, if you want to fight more and less, first ask you if Huo Ye agrees!"

The fire was also hot, glaring at the warriors who surrounded him, screaming at the male duck's throat, and then opening his mouth and spewing out a series of skull-sized fireballs.

Whoosh.

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

Fireballs burst out in all directions like female scattered flowers.

Boom, boom, boom.

Explosions and explosions continued.

The fire was shining, and the sky was reflected in the fiery red.

Caught off guard, more than a dozen warriors were blown up by the fireball, dodging left and right, and their heads were scattered, so they were not embarrassed.

When the fireballs stopped shooting, more than a dozen warriors regained their positions, their faces and bodies were burned black again, and they all glared at the flames.

They didn't expect that an inconspicuous sparrow would actually have the strength of a second-level demon beast.

"Cheap bird, if you dare to spray fireballs again, believe it or not, I will pluck out your hair and make soup!"

An old martial artist scolded angrily.

"Miscellaneous, you can't even beat my master, and you still want to use me to make soup, it's just a fantasy, after a while you will all go to hell, and the fire master will take your corpse to shabu the meat. ”

Agni sneered.

"Cheap birds, what kind of owner there is, what kind of bird, sure enough, it's a raccoon dog, it's not a good thing. ”

The old martial artist's face turned red and he scolded.

When Ling Ye heard this, he touched his nose, this scolding ability was still something he learned from Agni, how could it be blamed on him.

"So, you're older, your whole family is older. ”

Blazing eyes smiled slyly.

"You're old, your whole family is old, I'm only eighteen years old this year!"

The old martial artist trembled with anger and scolded.

"Eighteen years old looks like this, is it really people anxious for you. ”

Agni shook his head, his eyes full of sympathy.

The other martial artists also looked at the old martial artists with a look of pity, which was indeed too anxious.

Isn't it worrying to grow into a thirty-year-old at the age of eighteen?

"Ahh

The old martial artist was so angry that he smoked, and he held a long sword and killed directly at the flames.

The other dozen or so martial artists saw the old martial artist rushing out, lest he be destroyed by Ling Ye again, and they also used their skills one after another, holding Xuan soldiers and killing Ling Ye.

All of a sudden, the murderous aura was rampant, the sword light was flying, the sword was breaking through the air, and the gun shadow was stabbing violently.

Ling Ye's thin and thin figure was soon drowned in the sea of brilliant and deadly offensives, like a flat boat, as if it would be overturned by the surging waves of the offensive at any time.

"Let this son be arrogant, and it won't take long to be cut to pieces. ”

"The siege of more than a dozen Tongmai Realm Fivefold, even the sevenfold martial artists of Tongmai Realm will not be able to resist it, let alone this waste. ”

"We'll go up and snatch his body later, so we can go to Jiang Long's place to collect the bounty. ”

“~~”

The onlookers looked at Ling Ye, who was besieged, and they started to discuss.

They were not optimistic about Ling Ye, thinking that Ling Ye would die, and they had already prepared to snatch the body after Ling Ye's death.

After all, there is only one bounty, and only those who get the corpse can get the bounty, and the others should not eat meat, and they can't even drink soup.

However, there are not a few people who have this kind of thought, and everyone looks at each other vigilantly.

Nangong Mingyue's eyes were red, her face was hideous, her facial features were distorted and she stared at Ling Ye, and she roared coldly:

"Die, die, I'm happy, whoever dies. ”

But the next scene made everyone's faces dull and their bodies stiffened.

I saw Ling Ye facing an attack like a wave, and he was not afraid, like a flat boat in the waves of the sea, breaking the waves.

He moved, dodging left and right, avoiding the attack that came from the fire, but he couldn't dodge it, so he used his musket to crush the attack.

The offensive was like a tide, but Ling Ye strolled like a leisurely stroll, walking towards a martial artist step by step, the speed was not fast or slow, but it was very rhythmic, giving people an unpredictable blessing

"Is this really weird, don't release long-range attacks such as swords and swords, let's go together, use melee combat to solve him, divide his body, one for each of us, go to Jiang Long to receive the reward!"

A cold martial artist with long narrow eyes let out a loud shout, and then slashed towards Ling Ye with his sword.

When the other martial artists heard this, they nodded one after another, and they did not give up their long-range attacks, and attacked Ling Ye directly.

For a while, more than a dozen figures approached Ling Ye from all directions, blocking all of Ling Ye's retreats.

Their momentum was like a rainbow, and their moves were even more aggressive, not giving Ling Ye room to dodge at all, and they were bound to kill Ling Ye on the spot.

"Since you want my life, don't blame me for going on a killing spree!"

Ling Ye's gaze swept over the attacking martial artist like lightning, his eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and a rich murderous aura spread from his body, making people feel sick.

In a trance, there was an illusion, the ground changed, and here was no longer And, but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, a netherworld hell.

And Ling Ye was the incarnation of the killing Netherworld Shura, a pair of scarlet eyes bursting out with an extremely cold light, and he felt the advent of death at a glance.

As the killing aura continued to increase, a blood-colored battle armor phantom condensed on Ling Ye's body, and if the shadow appeared, a demonic horn grew on the top of his head, like a demon.

Agni Huo looked at Ling Ye's appearance, his eyes were shocked, and a storm broke off in his heart, he shook his head, and said to himself in disbelief:

"This son still took this step, condensed the killing armor, and gradually transformed into a demon, I only hope that he is determined and can suppress the will to kill, otherwise he will become the most terrifying killing Dao inheritor in the world when he cultivates the Vermilion Bird Divine Body. ”

After saying that, Agni's face showed a look of palpitation.

The way of killing is the first avenue in the world, but it can also be restrained, after all, the way of killing only focuses on killing, and it is much worse in terms of saving life, as long as you kill to madness, kill to madness, it is normal to be surrounded and killed.

But after cultivating the Vermilion Bird Divine Body, Ling Ye was almost indestructible, reborn from the fire, and even the gods and demons couldn't destroy him.

"Killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is a male, and slaughtering nine million is a male among males. ”

"War, war, war! We will never be slaves!"

A voice like a voice from the Nine Shadows sounded, as if it was singing a hymn for Ling Ye.

Blood-colored figures emerged, all of which contained extremely rich ways of killing, and they were all predecessors and ancestors of the way of killing, and finally went to extinction.

Only when the heirs of the new way of killing appear, will they be revealed, and the cultivation will be blessed on the heirs.

However, this needs to be borne by the heirs, otherwise everything will be reduced to nothingness.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A very exhilarating killing intent surged in Ling Ye's heart, like a feeling of happiness and revenge, and the feeling of wanton swaying was not blindly suppressed, but using this power, integrating into this power, and feeling this power.

In this way, it is more rounded without a trace of stagnation.

Shout.

A blood-colored spear pierced the sky, as if time stood still, as if everything was shattered.

A crescent-shaped blood-colored spear turned into a full moon, breaking through the sky, directly passing through the dozen or so warriors who attacked.

Puff puff.

The sound of vomiting blood rang out at the same time, and the blood stained the sky red, poignant and bloody, terrifying and terrifying.

In the eyes of everyone, these warriors seemed to be enchanted, standing in place to kill Ling Ye.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

A terrible scream resounded in the sky, and a scarlet blood line appeared on the waists of more than a dozen warriors, blood splattered out, and their bodies were split into two, and they fell to the ground and bled to death.

Rivers of blood, corpses everywhere, terrifying.

"It's scary!"

"This son is a man or a demon!"

"Run! This is the Demon King!"

“~~”

A series of terrifying voices sounded, and all the eyes that looked at Ling Ye were full of horror, as if they were seeing a ghost.

Ling Ye's cold and scarlet gaze swept over them coincidentally, causing them to tremble in fright.

"Don't be afraid, he is only one person, and if he releases such a powerful move, he must have run out of oil, as long as everyone rushes up, he will definitely be able to dismantle him, and Jiang Long's bounty will be yours at that time." ”

Nangong Mingyue saw that everyone was retreating, and hurriedly instigated, her voice full of temptation.

Nangong Mingyue doesn't care who wins or loses, he only knows that he has become a waste, he just wants to take revenge on others, no matter who it is, he is happy, only these blood can wash away the pain in his heart.

Evil is born to the side of the gall, and wealth touches people's hearts.

In the face of great interests, no one can keep their sanity, especially when they seem to have an absolute advantage, and it is even more impossible to correctly analyze the situation at hand.

Finally, greed overcame fear, and a martial artist of the fivefold realm of the Tongmai realm rushed out.

Soon, one by one, the martial artists followed, and a total of more than thirty martial artists walked towards Ling Ye, like a wall, trying to push Ling Ye flat.

Just as Nangong Mingyue guessed, the move just now was shocking and extremely powerful, killing more than a dozen powerhouses of the Fifth Rank of the Tongmai Realm in an instant, but it also drained all of Ling Ye's true qi.

The current Ling Ye looks powerful, but he is strong on the outside and dry in the middle.

Ling Ye's face was gloomy, so he simply put away the flame spear and fought directly with his physical body.

I saw that his doubles bent slightly, ejecting out like a spring, and went straight towards a warrior.

The speed is so fast, like a cheetah moving at high speed, killing in an instant at a distance of less than a few feet.

Under the martial artist's stunned gaze, Ling Ye slammed his fist into his chamber.

Bang.

There was an explosion.

The warrior's chamber blasted out a hole the size of a bowl, and blood poured out, staining his whole body red in an instant.

"You're so ruthless!"

The martial artist looked at Ling Ye desperately and unwillingly, and finally squeezed out three words, and then fell to the ground and died.

When everyone saw Ling Ye burst out and kill another person, they couldn't help but shudder and stopped one after another.

Although they want to get a reward, they don't want to die, as the so-called dead friends don't die in the poor way.

"Don't be afraid, his true qi is exhausted, and he can only fight with his physical body, and in a few moments, his physical strength will be exhausted, and then we will be able to ravage him wantonly. ”

Nangong Mingyue's seductive voice sounded, although he was surprised that Ling Ye still had such strength, but he didn't care, the more people died, the happier he was.

Before the words fell, Ling Ye moved again, and went straight to the nearest martial artist, like a fierce tiger, furious and swift, directly tearing the martial artist apart.