Yan Qingjun had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and the magic power in his hand increased again, with a thick mist, like the hand of death, it attacked Liu Moyan's chest, and the five fingers condensed together and turned into a claw knife, Yan Qingjun believed that as long as Liu Moyan hit a claw, he would definitely die, because in this magic power, he was injected with demonic poison.

The action is as fast as the wind, like the moment the smoke rises, Yan Qingjun has already passed through the smoke, just like a sea of fog, and he can shuttle wantonly, the opponent's eyes, claw knives are close, three meters, two meters, one meter, one foot, Yan Qingjun smiled, he has seen the pain and struggle of Liu Moyan's eyes before death, but unfortunately, his injured body has tended to be numb, his movements are slow, and there is no way to hide.

In the immediate future, Yan Qingjun's ears seemed to have heard Liu Moyan's howl before he died, but a hand, a withered hand as thin as a fallen leaf in October, suddenly appeared in the dark night sky, the hand was skinny, but it appeared in time, and as soon as the palm of the hand was spread, it had already blocked the claw knife condensed by the black poison.

With a "snap" sound, the claw knife was shaken open, Yan Qingjun was shocked, he took advantage of the momentum to jump, turned over, and the hand knife was broken, but he still had a fatal reverse leg spin kick, as long as this kick hit Liu Moyan's head, he still couldn't escape the fate of death, but unfortunately, that palm brought out an arm, and the arm was hidden in the wide long sleeves, like an iron rod, pressed down, Yan Qingjun's leg momentum was also resolved.

At this moment, Yan Qingjun was startled and retreated a few meters, looked back, in front of the crumbling Liu Moyan, there was a figure who couldn't see his face clearly, dressed in a black robe, with long hair scattered over his shoulders, gently swaying in the night breeze, he was like a black ghost, and when he appeared, there was no sound.

"Who are you?" Yan Qingjun roared sharply, dispelling the shock and fear in his heart, and he didn't know why the appearance of this figure gave him heavy pressure, he couldn't understand why the Liu family had such a powerful helping hand at such a juncture.

Yan Yinjun was sure that he had never heard of this old man.

The figure slowly took a step forward, reflecting the scattered light and slowly raised his head, this is an old man, I can't tell how old he is, the face of Cangsang seems to have gone through endless years, and he said softly: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is how you are going to die?" ”

The voice in these words was not happy or angry, but Yan Qingjun was shocked, looking at this old man, he shouted inwardly: "Old guy, this is the grudge between my Yan family and the Liu family, you better not do it, otherwise, you will be the enemy of my Demon Palace." ”

The old man was also slightly shocked when he heard this, his deep-set eyes flashed a little blank, and he whispered softly: "Demon Palace? Why is there still a demon palace in the world? ”

Seeing the changes in the old man, Yan Qingjun was a little happy in his heart, feeling that this old man was still afraid of the prestige of the Demon Palace, and took advantage of the situation and shouted: "Of course there is the Demon Palace, my Demon Palace Palace Master Demon Desire King is in Shacheng, if the old man is interested, I can introduce him on his behalf." ”

As long as this old man doesn't deal with the affairs of the Liu family, Yan Qingjun can give it a go and kill the Liu family.

"The demonic desire heart is still alive, I really didn't expect that a hundred-year-old person would be immortal, could it be that in this world, there are people like the old man, this will take a while." The old man said, glanced at Yan Qingjun and said, "What about the demonic desire, as long as the old man is here, who dares to touch my Liu family?" ”

"Say, how do you want to die?" The old man spoke, suddenly screaming angrily, with a heroic and uninhibited pride in his voice, and the thin body as a willow suddenly gushed out a powerful force, which suddenly dragged Yan Qingjun away.

Yan Qingjun's face changed greatly, his body shape was a longitudinal one, he wanted to stay away from this old man, Yan Qingjun was different from Yan Qingdi, if it was Yan Qingdi, he would definitely not retreat at this time, because he was eager to improve his strength to prove himself, and he needed a stronger master to stimulate the improvement of the strength in his body, unlike Yan Qingjun, Yan Qingjun's scheming could make up for the difference in strength.

So the most important thing in his heart is to save his life.

But the old man is as fast as lightning, no, faster than lightning.

The person was like a ghost, in a flash, almost no one saw how he moved, it seemed that he had been standing in front of Yan Qingjun, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a giant hand stretched out in the dark night, and it was not Yan Qingjun's turn to struggle at all, he had already been choked by the neck, this kind of power, not to mention Yan Qingjun, even Emperor Yan Qing, who was fighting against Liu Jingma on one side, was also shocked.

Emperor Yan Qing originally had full confidence that he could kill Liu Jingma, because the tragic death of the children of the Liu family made him lose his mood and his strength could not be exhausted.

Seeing that the eldest brother was controlled, where could he take care of Liu Jingma, his body jumped vertically, and the magic sword in his hand stabbed towards the old man like a poisonous snake, the old man was not in a hurry, his other free hand was raised, and the two fingers flicked slightly, only to hear the sound of "dang", a wisp of energy hit the sword blade, and the condensed will was broken in this blow.

Emperor Yan Qing didn't stop, the magic sword drew out six black clouds, the clouds dispersed, forming a sword heart, the old man's face changed again, looking at the six sword hearts, and muttered: "I really didn't expect that there are so many masters in today's world, but it's a pity that your heart is not right, even if you have a sword heart, it is in vain." ”

As the old man spoke, his gesture changed again, and the thin and slender arm became bent, like a soft belt, wrapping the sword around, and it was incredible to think about it, wrapping the sword with the arm, that was hardly something that normal people could do.

Emperor Yan Qing's face changed greatly, and he was about to draw his sword and retreat, but he only felt that a powerful force had entered the sword, and he lost control of the sword in an instant, and then there was a "click" sound in his ears, and the magic sword made of green steel was actually broken.

One foot came over, not slow or slow, but it hit Emperor Yan Qing's chest, the force penetrated into his body, and Emperor Yan Qing was injured.

Such a terrible old man, pinching Emperor Yanqing with one hand, he just lost with a single one.

"Hahaha~one~" Just when the momentum reversed and the Liu family's fighting spirit rose, an arrogant laugh sounded, and then the whole atmosphere was beaten, and several Liu family disciples actually had a sluggish weakness in this laughter, and they were stabbed into the chest with a sword by the demon and did not come back to their senses.

The old man's face finally changed this time, his body moved, and he was about to pinch Yan Qingjun in his hand to death, but he found that an incomparable force was coming towards him, and in that energetic group, a figure was so familiar.

The old man didn't retreat, and the glory of the warrior couldn't allow him to retreat, the two touched, and no one could see the trajectory of the two people's figures, but after a series of "crackling" sounds, the two of them broke up as soon as they touched it, and Yan Qingjun, who was choked by the neck, had already been lifted in his hand by the comer, and the demonic energy mass dispersed, revealing the true body of the comer, which was the demonic desire that came secretly.

The old man exclaimed, "You are the Demon Desire? ”

Just a meeting, just a move, the two already know each other's strength, this kind of power, not to mention a hundred years later, even in the years of prosperity of martial artists, is the strongest of the strong.

So the old man immediately knew the identity of the person who came, although the two had not seen each other a hundred years ago, but as a strong man, some senses were more acute than vision.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the Liu Longtian who was known as the Blood Demon Dragon Slayer a hundred years ago." The demonic desire also revealed the identity of the old man in one bite, but he also had to admit that this old and immortal ancestor of the Liu family seemed to have become extremely powerful.

"A hundred years later, there are still people who can recognize the old man, it seems that we are all the same people, demonic desire, since you can be reborn in a hundred years, you should cherish life, why do you still go against the sky and slaughter the common people?"

Demon Desire smiled again, and said: "Okay, Liu Longtian, don't talk so much nonsense, your Liu family has killed a lot of people in the past hundred years, don't treat yourself as a saint, spotless, okay, a hundred years ago, I practiced the peak of the Demon Realm, but I couldn't break through, and now I can start over, of course I want to pursue the Demon Dao and enter the realm of the superior Heavenly Dao, when the time comes, everything in the world is just a grass and a tree in my eyes, and destroying a few plants and trees is nothing." ”

Liu Longtian asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to fight with me?" ”

Demonic Desire said: "Of course, otherwise what am I doing in Ningcheng, just with you, a few juniors, it is not worth taking the initiative in this palace, pursuing the way of heaven, you need some stepping stones, and ordinary people are not enough for this qualification." ”

Liu Longtian sneered and said, "I will fulfill you and let you know the power of my Liu family's blood angel's ultimate explosion." ”

Until this moment, the people of the Liu family couldn't believe the words of the two, the old man in front of him turned out to be an old man in the ancestral house, and the spiritual position was placed in the middle, it is said that he had already passed away for a hundred years, but he didn't expect him to appear at this time, if he didn't hear him speak, he thought it was a ghost entering the world?

"The current head of the Liu family, Liu Jingma, has seen Taizu."

Liu Longtian glanced back at Liu Jingma and said, "The Liu family has been declining to such a point for a hundred years, you are still embarrassed to call me Taizu, get out of the way, and wait for me to expel these people, and then settle accounts with you." ”

The demonic desire threw Yan Qingjun out of the old distance like garbage, and shouted: "All the demons, quit the compound for me, this old guy is mine, no one is allowed to make a move, Yan Qingjun Emperor Yan Qingjun, if you still want to kill the people of the Liu family, then kill it, in the blood, my fighting spirit will be stronger." ”

Emperor Yan Qing seemed to understand the meaning of the demonic desire, his hand turned and turned, and a cloud of mist came out like an arrow, and a child of the Liu family was caught off guard, he was already pierced through the chest, screamed, and fell to the ground with blood and died.

Demon Lust laughed again, and the laughter was more murderous than just now.

"Liu Longtian, I'm going to do it, be careful, don't let me down too much." Clear