"You're looking for death!"

Sima Yun said angrily, his eyes were hideous, and the anger in his eyes rose, as if he wanted to tear Ye Lingsheng apart.

"Kill me, you can't do it, your father may be able to, remember to bring your father next time. ”

Ye Ling looked at him and said lightly, a smile on the corner of his mouth made Sima Yun's pupils condense.

"Boom!"

A piece of ground cracked, and with a palm, with a terrifying thunder, it pierced through a street and blasted towards Ye Ling, Ye Ling stood indifferently, looking at the punch that came at him, the three knives were already standing in front of him.

"Whew!"

With a knife, the thunder was extinguished, the sword light swept, the void collapsed, and slashed towards Sima Yun, Sima Yun's face changed, and the two old men behind him stepped out, and the aura on their bodies surged, blocking Sima Yun's body.

"Woo-ra!"

The two old men retreated, retreated for dozens of meters, stopped, looked at the three knives, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked shocked.

"How is it possible?" Sima Yuan stood on the side, watching this scene, his expression also changed drastically.

What is the strength of the two old men, he knows best, these are two Venerables, even if they have just stepped into the Daowu realm, this is also Venerable, and they are actually just able to block this sword.

This person is too terrible, he has three knives on his back, only one knife came out, and he seriously injured two Venerables, if there are two more knives, thinking of this, Sima Yun's heart trembled, and he looked at the three knives.

Sandao stood in the middle of a street, holding a knife, and also looked at him, at this glance, Sima Yun seemed to see an overwhelming shadow of the knife, dense, covering the sky and the sun, and wanted to slash at him.

For the first time, he showed a look of fear, and at this moment, he even felt that the person in front of him was even more terrifying than his father, and with the next knife, he could really kill him.

"Young master, let's go!"

The two old men came to Sima Yun in a few steps, looking at the three knives with a solemn look on their faces.

"This person is not an ordinary Venerable, he is invincible, we will block him, you go quickly and tell the lord of the mansion about this. ”

The two old men said, the breath on their bodies surged, so that a piece of space was trembling, as if they were going to fight to the death, Sima Yuan looked at the two old men, his eyes were fixed, he nodded, and took a deep look at Ye Ling, with a touch of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Ye Ling, remember, I will definitely kill you, three days later, before the palace, it will be your death. ”

Sima Yun said, seeing the three knives, his body trembled, as if he was frightened, and turned around and left directly.

In just a moment, in addition to the blood and corpses on the street, only Ye Ling, Sandao, and the two Venerables of Sima Mansion confronted each other.

"Who are you?" said the two old men who looked at Sandao with a solemn face.

Sandao ignored the two of them, his expression was indifferent, he just slowly raised the knife, it was still the first knife, even in the face of the Venerable, he still did not pull out his second knife.

The two old men looked shocked, and took a step back slightly, as if they were afraid and didn't dare to take this knife, but they couldn't help it, and the body of the three knives had disappeared in front of Ye Ling's body.

A figure, like a knife, pierced through the night and swept past the two people on the street, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still.

The two old men looked shocked, staring at the three knives with a look of disbelief, their bodies were staggered, and the blood burst out, and they were directly divided into two, one knife, and two Venerables.

Ye Ling looked at this scene, his expression was also condensed, and he was shocked in his heart, three knives, it turned out that he was so strong.

Not only is the killer at the peak of Tianwu, but ordinary Venerables can't resist his sword, if the three swords come out together, how strong he is, Ye Ling can't even imagine, with such strength, why should he be the Lord of the Ascending Dragon.

Could it be that the Venerable Shenglong is even stronger, at this moment, Ye Ling thought a lot, thought of the Venerable Shenglong, thought of the master of the first floor, thought of the Sansi Mansion, and finally fell on the three swords, shook his head, and looked at the two corpses on the ground, with purple in his eyes.

In the black and white soul world, Ye Ling saw the souls of the two old men, still struggling in their bodies, resisting the land of heaven and earth, as if they didn't want to believe that they were dead.

"Reincarnation. ”

Ye Ling spit out two words, deep in his pupils, a little blood intent rotated, and the reincarnation eye had already appeared.

The two soul bodies looked at Ye Ling, revealing fear, wanting to struggle, and the next moment, a terrifying knife fell, and the two soul bodies were directly smashed, this knife, slashing souls.

The soul overflowed, came out of the body, and directly entered Ye Ling's eyes, only for a moment, the two souls were devoured, and the terrifying aura poured into Ye Ling's body, and Ye Ling's body trembled.

"Bang!"

This aura was too huge, like a surging tide, filling Ye Ling's body at once, directly causing Ye Ling's flesh and blood to collapse, extending out cracks one after another.

Ye Ling's expression changed, and his pupils turned red, as if they were about to burst, the souls of the two Venerables were not at all something that Ye Ling could bear, and forcibly devouring them was tantamount to asking for his own death.

The realm has broken through, Tianwu Wuzhong, but it is useless at all, the aura is overflowing, almost bursting Ye Ling, Ye Ling's whole body is soaked with blood, like a bloody person.

Sandao stood not far away, looking at Ye Ling, looking at Ye Ling's eyes, as if he had lost his mind, his body trembled, his eyes were confused, struggling, and painful, filling his eyes.

"Buzz!"

The knife was trembling, not the first, but his second, trembling as if it were about to be unsheathed.

A drop of blood dripped from Ye Ling's heart, and a door slowly appeared from the depths of Ye Ling's soul, and the bloodline hidden in the depths of Ye Ling appeared, along with the gate of hell.

With Ye Ling's eyes as the center, stripes of purple patterns spread out, covering the entire face, intertwining the whole body, and at this moment, the surging aura suddenly calmed down.

Purple prints were staggered on Ye Ling's body, as if there was a spirit, devouring the aura, this blood vein was stronger, but in a moment, the purple pattern faded, and Ye Ling returned to normal.

Instead, he was weak, as if he had collapsed, his consciousness gradually blurred, and in a trance, he seemed to see a knife pulled out, three knives, and he pulled out his second knife.

Three knives, why did he draw the knife at this time, could it be that some terrible person appeared?

The next moment, he fell into a coma, his body was paralyzed, and he fell to a blood-stained ground.

Sandao walked to his side, holding a knife, a blood-red knife, the knife was contaminated with a strong aura, and there seemed to be crying and complaining faintly, as if it was entangled with countless souls.

He looked at Ye Ling, he was silent for a long time, in addition to indifference, there seemed to be something else in his eyes, looking at the purple marks on Ye Ling's body that had faded a little bit, and raised the knife.

(End of chapter)