The flames are blazing, and the heat is unbearable.

A wall of fire stood in front of the black riders, and the hot breath rushed towards them, and their eyes were filled with unbelievable fear.

In just one shot, more than 80 of the more than 100 black riders died in this strange cyan flame, and nearly half of them were broken!

The flames flickered, and then seemed to be exerted by an invisible, powerful force, and the wall of fire was pulled open in either direction, revealing a path that only allowed one person to pass.

Yang Ming, who had changed into a set of clothes, like a Flame King, walked out proudly and came to the group of black riders under the blessing of flames on both sides.

Under the firelight, an angular face came into everyone's eyes, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, lips pursed, and eyes like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a touch of chilling light, which makes people's hearts palpitate!

At this moment, because of the use of the Flame Demon Body, the soul power in Yang Ming's body had almost been exhausted, but he didn't show it, and his eyes scanned the group of black riders like a knife.

"Who the hell are you?"

The enemies he was looking at shrank one after another, and subconsciously took a step back, not daring to look at him at all!

At this moment, a question can't help but arise in their minds:

"What the hell is this a child?"

"Don't say it, do you?" Yang Ming hung his head and gently stroked the lines on the mysterious sword's body, "Then, please all die!" ”

Yang Ming raised his head suddenly, his pupils overflowed with blood-colored pupils, and the eyes of the three-hooked jade writing wheel rotated rapidly, and the killing intent that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly exploded.

Fast!

Fast!

Under the ghost shadow trace, Yang Ming was like a vigorous cheetah, his streamlined body left a black shadow in the eyes of everyone, accompanied by a terrible sword light blooming in the crowd, one by one the good heads were thrown away, and the blood splattered on the neck was like a spring.

Yang Ming stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes were cold.

It's not that he doesn't want to keep killing, it's because he can't.

In front of Yang Ming, a different black rider appeared, dressed no different from the others, except for a black coat draped behind him, and purple hair was combed out from under the black helmet and scattered on the skull-like shawl.

A wave of soul power that was far more powerful than the soul master and the great soul master floated from the man in front of him.

Soul Venerable!

Soul Venerable above level 30!

Three soul rings appeared at the feet of the head of the black water group, two yellow and one purple!

Yellow represents a hundred-year soul ring, and purple represents a thousand-year soul ring!

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, he didn't expect that the people who destroyed the village were actually led by a Soul Venerable, was this an iron heart to kill everyone in the Holy Soul Village?

"Young man." The slightly cold voice of the head of the black water came out through the black mask, "At a young age, your strength can reach this point, I have to say, you are the one with the strongest potential among the people I have ever seen." ”

"It's a pity, that's the end for you, collect money from people, eliminate disasters for others, today, you will die here for me!"

A faint glow flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, and the amount of information implied in this sentence was very large.

"Really?"

Even in the face of a desperate situation, Yang Ming did not give up at all, and stepped forward.

"There are many people who want to take my life, you are not the first, and you are definitely not the last!"

Although the soul power in his body is almost exhausted, most of the skills that Yang Ming is proud of do not need to consume soul power, but consume physical strength, as long as his physical strength is not exhausted, he still has the strength to fight!

Qinglian Sword Song!

In the surprised gaze of the head of the black water group, Yang Ming turned into sword qi, and the five sword lights slashed backwards!

After being surprised, the head of the black water smiled lightly:

"Insect carving skills."

A yellow soul ring suddenly lit up under his feet, and the purple hair draped over his shoulders suddenly lengthened, covering his whole body, and the hair strands were flowing with a metallic color.

The next moment, Yang Ming's invincible sword qi fell on the purple hair, and it was like slashing on hard metal, making a series of clanging and crisp sounds.

A blinding flash of fire flickered, and the purple hair remained intact.

The sword qi was retracted and reincarnated again.

Yang Ming fell behind the head of the Black Water Group, seeing that the other party was not damaged at all, his heart jumped for no reason, and a sense of uneasiness surged over him.

"How could it be ......?"

The hair covering the black armor shortened back and returned to its original appearance, and the head of the black water turned around leisurely, his voice cold without impurities.

"My martial soul is a sword hedgehog, with the soul skills I specially collected, it can be described as a combination of offense and defense, young man, you don't have the slightest chance of winning, just capture it!"

The head of the black water raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and the alarm bell sounded in his mind.

Yang Ming believed that it was instinctively warned, and rolled over without hesitation.

"Whew!"

An invisible sharp feeling like a sword qi brushed past Yang Ming's face, scratching his face, leaving an oblique blood mark on his face, and then fell on the sand and muddy ground, directly piercing a hole with a large finger hole.

Looking at the hole in the ground, Yang Ming was faintly afraid that if he was hit by the other party just now, his head would be pierced.

Wait a minute!

A hole with a big finger hole?

Yang Ming's face sank, his eyes contained thunderous anger, he looked coldly at the head of the black water, and said:

"You, who hurt my grandfather?"

"Huh. You mean that old man doesn't die? Seeing that Yang Ming had escaped by luck, the head of the Black Water Regiment chuckled, "What's the matter, he's not dead yet?" It shouldn't be. It seems that I am still too kind, and I should have pierced his heart with one finger. ”

"Why?" Yang Ming held the hilt of his sword tightly, and his body was filled with a depression like low air pressure, "He is obviously just an ordinary old man, he hasn't done anything bad, what he longs for most in his life is just to see the younger generation of the village can walk out of the Holy Soul Village with a future, why, do you want to treat him like that?" ”

"Why?"

The head of the black water sneered, this time he didn't have a trace of carelessness, and at the same time as the second yellow soul ring under his feet lit up, he raised his hands, and ten fingers were aimed at Yang Ming, and one after another invisible and sharp swords shot out.

"I want him to die, and he'll die for me, it's that simple."

The second soul ring of the head of the black water group is to hunt the cannibal chameleon that Yang Ming had seen once in the soul hunting forest, and obtain the soul skill to change color.

The soul skill changes color, and it can change into the same color as the surrounding environment, which seems to be useless.

But if it is combined with the martial soul sword hedgehog of the head of the black water, the hair growing on any part of the body can be turned into a sharp sword, which is quite sharp.

Although the head of the black water group didn't know that the villain died from talking too much, he didn't open his mouth to expose his soul skills, only said the martial soul, and the attack posture full of confusion, which interfered with Yang Ming's judgment!