Chapter 1174: Demonic Hanging

Yang Zhizhuo got up from the ground, looked at Wen Ren silently as if his face had not changed, and said, "Such a master is worth fighting......

Hearing the silence, he didn't give him a chance to talk more at all, and used his internal force to conjure up a scimitar. That scimitar is actually similar to Yang Zhizhuo's wind knife. Yang Zhizhuo's wind knife is invisible. The silent scimitar, like a layer of light and thin smoke, is caged around him, hazy, as if an immortal descended to earth, but in fact, it is ...... It's like an ancient artifact, extremely sharp!

The scimitar spun and cut at Yang Zhizhuo's neck, there was no need to be polite at all, let alone so-called communication. He doesn't like those annoying sounds, and he kills them directly to make him happy.

The speed of the scimitar in Wen Ren's silent hand was too fast, and it was more than a star and a half faster than Tang Buxiu's speed.

Yang Zhizhuo couldn't understand why there was such a big gap when he was obviously alone.

In fact, hearing the silence of people did not give Yang Zhizhuo time to think at all.

The blade has arrived, wrapped around Yang Zhizhuo's body.

Yang Zhizhuo conjured up countless wind knives, chopped them up, and then shot them into silence.

Hearing this, he silently conjured up a second scimitar, held it in his hand, split those wind knives, and slashed straight at the middle of Yang Zhizhuo's forehead.

Yang Zhizhuo and Wenren silently fought a knife, Wenren silently took five steps back, and spit out a mouthful of blood. And Yang Zhizhuo only took three steps back. One step away is already a life-and-death threshold, let alone two steps?!

Tang Jiaren wanted to call Xiu Xiu, but was covered by a thin hand.

The owner of the hand was Zolanda.

He motioned to Tang Jiaren not to speak, like this...... It's going to be a lot safer.

Tang Jiaren understood what Zhuo Landa meant, and swallowed the words that were about to blurt out into his stomach. She wanted to see the battle immediately, but found blood running down Zolanda's other hand.

Tang Jiaren tore off the hand that covered her mouth and pointed at Zhuolanda's bleeding hand.

Zolanda slowly curled the corners of her lips and smiled, but did not reply.

Not far away, Yang Zhizhuo and Wenren fought silently, causing the tomb to shake, and dust fell.

Zhuo Landa took Tang Jiaren's hand and walked towards the door step by step. At every step, he walked very carefully, trying not to make a sound.

After Tang Jiaren took two steps, he stopped and shook his head.

She doesn't go.

In any case, she can't go.

Today, she wants a result. Whether it is life or death, there is always a result.

Everyone here, whether alive or dead, is closely related to her. She left alone, and there was no point in living. Tang Jiaren smiled at Zhuolanda and motioned for him to leave.

Zhuolanda let go of Tang Jiaren's hand and walked towards the door.

Tang Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if she had sent away the ram Diao Diao.

No, Zhuolanda pressed a bulge on the wall, only to hear a boom, a boulder actually fell from the roof of the shed, smashed into the doorway, sealed the entrance, and sealed the ...... Outlet.

The loud noise made the silent eyes of the people who heard it darken, and the whole person looked brutal.

After he and Yang Zhizhuo quickly passed a few moves, both of them tried their best, releasing their internal force into weapons and attacking each other.

If you dodge, you will be defeated. If you don't dodge, you will die.

This is a contest of courage and internal strength, and it is also a blow of life and death.

The silent scimitar spun and broke through Yang Zhizhuo's wind knife, heading straight for his throat.

At the moment when the scimitar entered his throat, Yang Zhizhuo disappeared.

Hearing that the person was silently injured by the wind knife, and his body was injured in many places, he took a step back and stood still.

Yang Zhizhuo quietly appeared behind Tang Buxiu and raised the invisible knife in his hand.

Tang Jiaren saw it and couldn't help shouting: "Be careful of your back!" ”

Hearing this, he waved his hand silently and attacked Yang Zhizhuo's abdomen. Yang Zhizhuo shot and hit Tang Jiaren's eyes! He thinks that Ah Guo is blind, the beauty is also blind, and all women in the world are blind! It's good to be blind.

Zhuo Landa blocked in front of Tang Jiaren, and blood flowed from her two eyes in an instant, staining her face red. However, he did not make any sound.

Tang Jiaren asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong?" You...... What happened to you? ”

Zhuolanda turned her back to Tang Jiaren, felt a mask from her waist, put it back on her face, and then replied, "It's okay." With that, he took two steps forward, touched the pillar, and sat down slowly on the ground against it.

Tang Jiaren was shocked when she saw that Zhuolanda's chin was full of blood, and said, "Your ...... ”

Before the third word could be spoken, it was silently knocked out and landed directly on the ice crystal coffin, knocking the coffin lid open a gap, falling to the ground, hitting the head, and passing out.

Yang Zhizhuo walked towards the silence and mocked: "But that's it." ”

Wenren stood up silently, and the clothes on his body began to agitate, and they exploded in an instant. The black messy lines on his chest began to grow wildly, and they actually drew a picture of ink lotus on his skin. A lotus flower, quietly blooming around his neck. And his eyes, which were already so dark that there was no light, were like ...... The color that sank into hell.

Yang Zhizhuo was shocked, took a step back, and asked, "What is this?" What are you? ”

Hearing the silence of the person, he disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he actually grabbed Yang Zhizhuo's neck! Tighten your fingers.

Yang Zhizhuo's body disappeared in an instant, but he didn't stay invisible. It can be seen that his so-called stealth is just built on an unimaginably strong internal force. The demon is silent, and it seems that it can disappear out of thin air, but in fact, it is because the body is full of incredible power, and it can stretch out angles that ordinary people can't imagine. And when the speed is too fast, no one can see his every move.

The silent disappearance of the hearing people debunked the mysterious reason why Yang Zhizhuo could disappear in an instant.

Wen Ren is silent like a mysterious and extremely offensive shadow, following Yang Zhizhuo, everywhere. Every time he made a move, Yang Zhizhuo was defeated and retreated, and he had to try his best to disappear and dodge.

The time for Yang Zhizhuo to disappear became shorter and shorter, until he ...... Unable to bear the instantaneous translation of his body with internal force, he no longer dodged, but tried his best to kill the silent man.

Hearing the silence, waiting for this opposite opportunity.

So, instead of dodging, it ...... Fight head-on. Because, he also felt that his internal force had become stronger and stronger, and it was so powerful that it was ...... Uncontrollable.

Yang Zhizhuo held two long knives formed by internal force and plunged them directly into Tang Buxiu's chest.

Tang Buxiu turned the scimitar conjured out of the internal force and attacked Yang Zhizhuo's body! He wants him, inch by inch!

With a cracking sound, Tang Jiaren opened his eyes, hurriedly helped the ice crystal coffin to get up, looked at Wen Ren Silent and Yang Zhizhuo, and didn't even care about the blood flowing out of his head and fell on the ice crystal coffin......