Chapter 143: Killing a Thousand Nights

Wang Lang was a little surprised, how could it be like this, the battle that was originally said to be good, the battle of his Liwei, how could someone follow. Xiao Hei was more sober than Wang Lang, and instantly ran to Wang Lang's side, "Boss, it seems that they are dog-eat-dog-hairy, we just need to wait for them to divide the winner, and then we will say." ”

At this moment, the corpse god phantom behind Qianye and the corpse god he turned into merged into one, and the boundless blood qi pressed the rain end to move, and although the feather blade on the rain end was extremely sharp, it was often offset by the blood qi around the thousand nights, and there was no contribution.

Xiao Hei stood on the ground, watching the fierce exchange of fire between the two in the sky, and shouted happily, "Hit him, why are you so useless, you can't even withstand a wave of attacks." Yes, that's it, the flesh is strong. Why is it so bad, even the feather blade can't withstand it. Xiao Hei's cry attracted disgruntled eyes to stare at him, so that he had to raise his hands and sneer, I just said casually, the two of you continued.

Wang Lang looked at Xiao Hei with a black line, and suddenly Xiao Hei stopped shouting, stuck out his tongue, and made a grimace at him.

At this time, the reaction in Qingyuan City was no less than that of a twelve-magnitude earthquake, and everyone was in a panic, nervously watching the earth-shattering battle outside the city. Many people knelt on the ground and prayed, hoping that the gods in this battle would not blame them.

The fire and battle outside the city inevitably shocked the palace, at this time, Xin Yao knelt in front of the Li family and prayed to the heavens that Wang Lang would return safely, and behind them, from Xing'er Xiaolian, to Zhongshu Wufu, and then to He'er, the people who knelt on the ground, they also had only one wish in their hearts, that is, their young master could be safe.

Han looked at the people praying in the palace, at this moment, there was an indescribable happiness in her heart, even the Xinyu sister and brother were about to pray but she stopped her, in her words, it was none of their business at all.

Li Yuanlang glared at Han with dissatisfaction, after all, he still didn't have the courage to scold her, so he could only sigh helplessly, but at this time, Han raised his head like a victorious cockfight, puffed up his chest and was arrogant.

"Dancing in the sky!" Qianye spat out four words in his mouth, and then, with him as the center, he became an extremely strong suction. Wang Lang felt that his heart suddenly accelerated hundreds of times, and the blood in his veins seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction, trying to escape from his body. They are far away, and their feelings are far less intense than the end of the rain against Qianye.

At this time, this Yu Clan, known as a genius who is difficult to come out of a thousand years, was ignited with blood around him, and the boiling blood instantly reduced his control to the lowest point. And the golden blood on his body penetrated through the skin, oozing out quickly, and in an instant, countless golden blood lines flowed from his body surface, shooting out towards the thousand nights.

Wang Lang, who felt that the blood in his whole body was unstable, was directly a few kilometers away, and his heart was a little calmer. At this time, the blood of that genius of the Feather Clan had been reduced by one-third, and his life was in danger. If it was according to the usual code of conduct, Wang Lang would definitely rush out desperately and rescue Yumo. Now, a voice sounded repeatedly in the bottom of his heart, and the hearts of those who were not of my race must be different, which made him hesitate.

"Ten thousand swords as you like." With the flow of blood, Yumo felt that his life was about to come to an end, and at this time, he didn't care about hiding his strength, and directly launched the biggest attack. In an instant, all the feathers on his four pairs of wings wrapped around his body in a specific way, and the air around him was intercepted, and even the blood he was sucking stopped at this moment, turning into a swam air current.

"Kill." The end of the rain screamed, and the feather blades and air currents that wrapped around it turned into a rolling torrent, pouring down towards the thousand nights. There was no time to resist, and in an instant, Qianye was surrounded by countless wounds, and the phantom of the corpse god behind him dimmed for a while, but at this time, the flow of feather blades was like a galaxy, boundless, swaying out.

Wang Lang, who was standing far away, was extremely surprised in his heart, if he encountered such an enemy, there would be no way at all except to start the fury and use the super attack of the star picker.

In just a few minutes, the torrent that turned into an infinite feather blade stopped, and at this time, Yumo's body fell from the sky completely uncontrollable, and he stood on the ground with a pale face and gasped.

The blood mist around Qianye's body dissipated, revealing a fair-skinned face that could ooze blood, and laughed, "Yumo, it turns out that the Yu Clan is nothing more than this, in vain I gathered hundreds of thousands of walking corpses, I don't want you to be so low." Haha, it seems that the Yu clan is not worthy of awe. ”

Yumo fell to the ground, looking at the thousand nights rising into the air, all kinds of tastes poured into my heart for a while, and finally turned into a bitterness. He never thought that he would lose, or lose to the underworld race that he usually looked down upon, the corpse race.

"Boss, what are we going to do?" Xiao Hei looked at the two people who were separating the winners and losers and said, "Do you want to kill these two people now, I think they are also the last of the strong crossbows." ”

After thinking about it in his heart, Wang Lang felt that it was better to kill Qianye, no matter what, the genius of the Yu clan had finally ensured the peace of Qingyuan City, and Wang Lang always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart after killing him.

Furious, Wang Lang silently thought in his heart, and instantly turned on the fury, and his surroundings instantly became a whirlwind because of the momentum, directly shocking Xiao Hei who wanted to escape. Wang Lang, who exuded a monstrous momentum, directly attracted the attention of the two people in the battle, and Qianye looked at Wang Lang and said slowly to Yumo, "I didn't expect that we were fighting here for life and death, but in the end, it was a human race with hidden strength who gained the benefits of fishermen." ”

"Therefore, the legend of the old man is right, the human race is definitely not a race of the lower three indiscriminate, their hidden strength can shock the heavens and the earth, but they chose to hide." Yumo squinted at Wang Lang, who was oppressed and short of breath, said.

Qianye dodged away when Wang Lang's figure fell, not wanting Wang Lang to follow him like a shadow, and the gluttonous teeth fell immediately. Their corpse clan is not comparable to the blood clan, they can atomize, dodge deadly attacks, and can only gather the strength of their whole body to resist.

In an instant, the power of Qianye's whole body gathered in one, and his whole body exuded an unprecedentedly dense blood aura. With a sword, Qianye fell to the ground, although he was not directly injured, but the burst of blood just now made him lose all his strength, and his eyes looked at Wang Lang indifferently. "You kill me, this piece of heaven and earth has been favored by our corpse clan, and none of you can please me."

Wang Lang didn't talk nonsense, and he passed by with a sword, and the hilt of the gluttonous tooth instantly transmitted a powerful life force, so that Wang Lang instantly held on, and almost sat cross-legged on the ground in order to digest this power.