"Huh...... What's going on? ”

Just when Jian Han was beaming with pride, he felt that the leg that was sticking to his body suddenly exerted force, and the force was like a thousand equals, and he couldn't breathe.

"Kill ......"

Ye Ning's scream also turned into a monstrous roar, and Jian Han was stunned when he saw Ye Ning's face at this time.

The originally soft and handsome face was as terrifying as it seemed to be distorted, and the clear eyes turned into pitch-black eyes, the murderous aura in the eyes seemed not possessed by people, and the body completely turned into a black suffocating demonic aura.

As soon as the killing word came out, Ye Ning's black qi soared, and he saw that his right leg stuck to Chi Qi's chest was like a thousand jun, and the sword was invincible, and he was kicked out, spitting blood.

The demonic qi is unpredictable, and he was kicked by Ye Ning but he was not on it, but ......

I saw Ye Ning standing speechless, staring at Jian Han coldly.

Jian Han saw that Ye Ning and Fang Cai were like two people, and he had doubts in his heart, and stared at him with vigilance.

"Ah, what the hell is going on? His internal strength has obviously been assimilated by me, and now it is completely like two people, and he has to deal with it carefully......"

At this time, Ye Ning had become a demon, and after becoming a demon, his battle consciousness was several times stronger than Fang Cai.

Ye Ning's demon eyes stared at Jian Han tightly, and in his demon eyes, he could see that Jian Han's palms were blood-red.

Moreover, the pseudo-demonic qi brought by the cultivation of magic skills covers the most, and it is also the most powerful murder weapon.

Ye Ning didn't practice demonic skills, but the demonic qi on the opposite side was suppressed by his own black qi and couldn't raise his head at all, so it was called pseudo-demonic qi.

At the same time, he could also see that the demonic qi of the Sword Cold Path vein traveled through the eight veins of the Strange Path, and Ye Ning could clearly see where the pseudo-demonic qi went.

Seeing Ye Ning looking at him strangely, Jian Han was puzzled in his heart, and he really couldn't figure out what the hell he was doing for a while.

It was only for Ye Ning's strange action that he was stunned, and for a moment the finch was silent, and almost even the air stopped flowing.

The field was surprisingly quiet, terrifyingly quiet and gloomy, filled with a strong murderous aura and a strong smell of blood, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be solemn, and the wind and clouds were discolored.

Jian Han hated the feeling of being seen through, so he couldn't bear it anymore, let out a loud shout, and launched an offensive again.

"Ye Ning, take ......"

I saw that Jian Han's hands flipped over, and countless palms were conjured, forcing towards Ye Ning, which was the first type of mad blood apocalypse in the palm of the five blood soul palms.

The re-recruitment is coming, Ye Ning is still standing, although the demon is terrifying, but the demon's demon heart is even more terrifying, people can predict, but the demon can't predict, no one knows what he is thinking.

Jian Han was suspicious: "Huh? Why is he still not making a move? ”

Jian Han was suspicious, and his palm was close to Ye Ning, and at this moment, Ye Ning's dark eyes moved, and his legs also moved as if echoing his eyes.

I saw that Ye Ning didn't move, and when he moved, it was like a mountain and a sea, and his legs were flying, confusing people's minds, and the momentum of the counterattack was frenzied, even if he was as strong as Jian Han, he was taken aback.

He never imagined that Ye Ning's legs could be faster, the palm shadow was instantly chaotic, the gap was exposed, and the patting was hit one after another, and the mad blood apocalypse collapsed instantly.

After a few moves, Jian Han only felt that the pain in his body did not stop, this pain did not make him angry, but made him excited, the stronger the enemy, the happier he was, for a master, a good opponent is more important than a good friend.

Jian Han roared desperately in pain between the moves, and the demonic power in his body was transported to ninety percent, covering the pseudo-demonic qi all around his body, blocking Ye Ning's attack.

But Ye Ning's black qi is his origin qi, although the quality is not large now, and the quantity is not much, but it is not comparable to the pseudo-demonic qi.

It was worthy of Jian Han, seeing that his pseudo-demonic qi could not be stopped, he actually used a large amount of pseudo-demonic qi to defend himself, and even made the golden bell turn red.

Under the protection of the pseudo-demonic qi, although he was hit, it was no big deal, and Jian Han gently rose backwards and landed on the ground.

"What? It's so fast,......" Jian Han exclaimed.

But at this moment, Ye Ning's pair of magic legs had already come to him.

The weird kick directly hit Jian Han's chin, and Jian Han's whole person was kicked into the air.

But it's not over yet, Ye Ning's speed is like an instantaneous movement, which is unpredictable to the naked eye.

Jian Han in mid-air only felt that the wind was blowing in front of him, and then he felt as if his stomach was penetrated by something, and the strong impact force made Jian Han fall from the sky like a finger flick, and then the whole person slid to the ground, hitting many big trees again and again, and the original convex and concave mountain road was only ground out of a small shallow ditch by Jian Han.

Jian Han finally got up, and the kick just now injured him a lot, and I saw him covering his chest with his hands, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, Jian Han was really bitter and couldn't say it, just because Ye Ning had already killed Jian Han before he could heal his injuries.

Wherever the storm around Ye Ning passed, the grass and trees were destroyed.

Jian Han saw that Ye Ning's offensive was only several times stronger, and he first hit a palm to explore the truth, and the palm strength was about to hit Ye Ning, but now he didn't have the momentum to dodge, could it be that Ye Ning wanted to take this palm hard?

No, all of a sudden, Ye Ning in front of Jian Han's eyes disappeared, leaving an afterimage.

Behind Jian Han, the wind suddenly rose, Ye Ning actually reached his back, Jian Han's pupils contracted rapidly, and the cold sweat continued.

At this time, he only had one thought, that is, what a terrible person.

I only heard Ye Ning shout in that cold and hoarse voice: "Resolute and resolute......"

It is also the most powerful move in Fengshen's legs, the strength is like thunder, and the legs are as fast as the wind, and it is difficult for anyone to compete with it.

Ye Ning's figure flashed, and he had already come behind Jian Han, his legs drilled into the flaws on Jian Han's body like a sharp diamond, and he spun out sharply in a vigorous manner.

Jian Han's flaw was behind him, and his legs were coming from behind him with a tornado, but the sound was a little strange.

The purpose of the vigorous and resolute action is to enter the thunder with the fastest speed and strength, and the vigorous and resolute action is even more successful, Ye Ning vowed to blast the sword cold in one leg and die of brain violence.

Jian Han protected his brain with one hand at this critical moment, and only then did he save his head, but he was also kicked out by Ye Ning's strong leg.

Jian Han finally managed to get up, and the last leg obviously affected him a lot, but he had profound magic skills so he didn't suffer any injuries.

But how could he move? The strongest move of the wind god's legs, the sword can still move after the cold.

It turned out that when Ye Ning cast a resolute move, Jian Han also moved, he drew out his heavy sword, and then held the sword behind him with his backhand and used the sword body to resist Ye Ning's fast legs, and the strange sound was also made by the collision of legs and swords.

At this time, the sword cold was even more demonic than just now, and the pseudo-demonic qi covering his body was even stronger than just now, and the black heavy sword in his hand was constantly exuding red pseudo-demonic qi.

The entire foot of Zhongnan Mountain was covered by this pseudo-demonic qi and demonic qi, and the two of them looked at each other, only the sound of breathing sounded, and there was a dead silence in the field.