Yan Long's face turned cold when he saw this, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Look for death!"

Between the words, the spiritual pressure that was more powerful than the captain level burst out, and the random whole person disappeared directly in place.

Bang!

A bang sounded, and the figures of Wu Biao and Yan Long appeared at the same time, and a look of surprise appeared in Yan Long's eyes.

As mentioned earlier, strength is different from spiritual pressure, and its intensity cannot be judged by feelings alone.

Only when you really face Wu Biao can you know how terrifying this power is.

"Not enough, not enough!!" Wu Biao shouted with a battle intent on his face.

Yan Long's pupils shrank, and he only felt that the force from the blade was becoming more and more terrifying, but what shocked him even more was that the bloody and tearful wounds on Wu Biao's body before had all healed at some point, and he didn't even see a trace of scarring.

If it weren't for the blood stains on the white coat, he would even wonder if the scene just now was his hallucination!

But Wu Biao didn't give him a chance to figure it out, and his free left hand smashed directly into a fist.

Yan Long's face froze, and then a burst of spiritual pressure flashed, and countless paste-like objects suddenly extended from the blade that blocked Wu Biao's right fist, and if you looked closely, you could see that this was composed of one and one soul!

This paste body was directly separated between Wu Biao and Yan Long, and then condensed into a shield, although it looked like a liquid, but the condensed shield actually blocked Wu Biao's blow!

Bang!

A heavy, belated thud was heard, and cracks were formed from the surface of the shield!

Yan Long's face changed slightly, and he disappeared in an instant, and at the moment he disappeared, the shield directly collapsed into pieces, revealing Wu Biao's extremely excited face!

How can it be?

How could a Wandering Soul Street pariahs without spiritual pressure have such terrifying powers!

The preconceived judgment made Yan Long's face full of disbelief and absurdity, could it be that after a thousand years, even the lowest untouchables in the Corpse Soul Realm could have such a powerful power?

Wu Biao rushed out again, and suddenly attacked Yan Long, the body that was not tall gave people a sense of heaviness of oppressive spirit, which made Yan Long's eyes show condensation!

Yan Long's face changed, and he secretly complained in his heart, if he had known that this person would be so strong, he would not have made any extraneous branches, and when a few of his subordinates dragged him just now, he left with the Nian Bead!

"Friend, this matter is ...... misunderstanding"

Wu Biao didn't wait for him to finish, laughed wildly, sent his wrist directly to his mouth, and bit it down!

"Ten times ......"

The monstrous blood burst out, and he didn't choose to open the hundredfold Guanyin Fist, because he wanted to enjoy this battle, a hundredfold down...... Even if he hadn't tried it, Wu Biao could feel that the person in front of him couldn't take his punch!

"Guanyin Fist!"

A shock appeared in Yan Long's heart, with his current spiritual pressure intensity, under the suppression of the other party's fierce physique, there was actually a feeling of suffocation, and the terrifying blood hidden under this person's red skin made his heart tremble.

Without thinking, he immediately moved up, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, but instead of rushing towards Wu Biao, he directly lifted the Death Girl on the side and galloped back.

Now it is imperative to bring the rosary back to 'Calling Valley' instead of wasting useless time here.

Yan Long thought so, and the speed of the gallop became faster and faster!

However, before he had run ten meters from his side, a blood-colored mist came into his eyes, and then a crimson bald head appeared, and a fierce wind came directly from his chin.

How could it be......

So fast?

A look of disbelief flashed on Yan Long's face, but the movements in his hands were not slow, the long sword directly turned into a soul in the sky, and the huge giant shield condensed, and at the same time retreated!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the giant shield collapsed into countless spirit sons and scattered, and Wu Biao's figure appeared!

A look of horror appeared on Yan Long's face, and he shouted while retreating: "Your Excellency, you and I have no grudges, although my subordinates are offended, but you have also given them the lesson they deserve, why do you still pester me so much!" ”

"Lao Tzu fights, never why!!" Wu Biao laughed, and his figure directly hit up again.

Yan Long's face changed, and with a wave of his palm, a milky white object suddenly grew out from under Wu Biao's feet, fixing his whole person in place.

"Then you will give me death!"

Yan Long's voice full of killing intent came out, and the whole person rushed directly towards Wu Biao, and the spiritual pressure on the long knife in his hand churned, making the air around the long knife distorted!

This slash stopped in an instant, and the terrifying shock was transmitted, and then a terrifying energy storm rippled up with a loud noise.

The smoke and dust swept away with the storm, enveloping the entire battlefield, but fortunately, the nearby residents who were lying on the ground had already spread their legs and ran into the distance as early as the battle site, so they were not affected by anything!

However, looking at the houses that were instantly ravaged by the storm and turned into slag, everyone's faces couldn't help but show a look of wanting to cry without tears.

They still haven't figured out what is going on, but first a madman ran here and punched him, and then the madman got into a fight with another group, and their houses were destroyed, so who did they turn to!

Burst!

With a faint muffled sound, a figure rushed out of the smoke and dust in the sky, it was Yan Long, and the girl of death was protected by him under her armpit, after all, the plan after that still had to be completed by her!

Yan Long landed, but his eyes were still looking at the smoke and dust.

"Killed?"

Normally, under an attack like his own, even the captain of the Thirteenth Team of the Court would never be safe and sound, but now his opponent made him unsure!

"Wha......ha

At this time, a burst of wild laughter that made Yan Long frightened came out, and the blood qi in the sky rushed to the sky, directly dissipating the endless smoke and dust, and then he only felt that his eyes were dark, and a hot palm was directly pressed on his face.

Not good!

Wu Biao's body was burned with hell karmic fire, the injury under that slash recovered instantly, the karmic fire splashed in the palm of his hand dispersed, Wu Biao directly clenched his fist and smashed down, and a dull sound accompanied by Yan Long's scream came out.

"Stop..."

Bang!

"Don't hit ......"

Bang!

Wu Biao didn't give Yan Long a chance to speak, he directly pressed him to the ground, and then his fists turned into fist shadows in the sky, falling towards Yan Long's face without interruption, and the banging sound was endless.

The blood is not stopping!

After smashing frantically for nearly a minute and smashing hundreds of fists, Wu Biao stood up with a bored face and lifted the tenfold state of Guanyin Fist.

And at his feet was Yan Long...... I can't see the original appearance, the face is swollen like a pig's head, blue and purple, and the swollen eyes reveal the despair of a girl after being abused!

However, his heart can be described as extremely sad and angry, if his plan continues, he can destroy the whole world...... But before the plan could be implemented, their group was all killed by an inexplicable bald head!

And even this perverted bald head, why is he the enemy of them...... Be all abroad!!!

How not to make him sad and angry, how not to let him be wronged.

Thinking of the end, Yan Long, the head of the Longtang Temple, who was once one of the great nobles of the Corpse Soul Realm, couldn't help but tilt his head and fainted directly!

Wu Biao rubbed his stomach and said to himself, "I'm hungry again!" ”