"Kill!" The poisonous wolf roared.

"Die!" The lean man shouted.

Attacking in embarrassment, he quickly killed Ye Fan and Ning Rongrong, and the speed was so fast that there were phantoms everywhere.

In the face of the embarrassed attack, Ye Fan wanted to laugh very much, what a ridiculous self-confidence, he dared to use force in front of the Heavenly Dao Mother, and I have to say that this is a kind of fearless courage of those who don't know.

The flame of the candle dares to compete with the sun and the moon!

"Hehe, beam-jumping clown!" Ye Fan moved, and Ye Fan raised his arm.

In an instant, the entire dark night turned into day, and a huge thunderbolt as thick as a bucket burst down from the sky, turning into a flying sword the size of a hundred meters, slashing at the two fearless fireflies.

Suddenly, blood flew and he was embarrassed! The ground was scorched black by the thunder, and a deep ditch rolled thunder snakes crackled, wandering from the center to all sides, and disappeared into the distance of the forest in white light.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......!" The lean man and the poisonous wolf had been separated from their embarrassment, and they were in agony, rolling on the ground like pins pricked by Mama Rong, wailing from time to time.

They would never have thought that a thunderbolt would fall from the sky and slash at them, and they would never have thought that the reason why the two of them were alive and wailing in pain was just that Ye Fan was unwilling to let them die easily!

Death, in an instant, isn't it too cheap for them!

"You, you, you ......" Ning Rongrong, who was hiding behind Ye Fan, stammered her tongue, she looked at the young man standing in front of her in surprise, and the arrogant two people fell down in a blink of an eye, wailing that they couldn't take care of themselves.

This made Ning Rongrong secretly shocked in her heart: This young man is so demonic! If Grandpa Sword wants to clean up the young man in front of him, how many moves will he have to use?

If she was an enemy with him, she would be able to make a few moves in his hands, but this idea quickly made her abandon it, she must be an auxiliary soul master, not a combat soul master; How strong Liang is his strength, she who assists the soul master is still the fragrant bun in this world.

"You haven't answered me yet, how are you going to let me die?" Ye Fan walked up to the lean man and the poisonous wolf who were wailing incessantly, looked at them condescendingly, and asked.

"I ......" The poisonous wolf raised his head weakly, looked at the tall boy, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which was scared of saliva.

"Right hand?" Ye Fanyun asked lightly.

"Ah......hh You cut off my right hand! The poisonous wolf let out an even more painful wail, and he rolled on the ground, covering his right hand, which had been separated.

"Still left-handed?" Ye Fan continued to ask indifferently.

The poisonous wolf and the lean man on the ground looked at the young man who was looking down on them, glanced at each other, and used the move of injuring the enemy by injuring one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, the soul exploded, stimulated the body's life and death potential, squeezed the strength, and tried to escape for his life.

"Run!"

"Run? Which foot are you going to run on, is it your right leg? ”

"Ahhh

"Or the left leg?"

"You're not human!"

"That's right, I'm not human, I'm the god of this world!"

……

5 minutes after the wolf left and screamed.

Two silver streamers shuttled through the soul beast forest, flying towards a certain place on the earth.

"Whoosh ......"

I saw a man wearing a wide white robe, and the silk belt hanging from his waist was hunting.

His complexion is cold, his eyes contain a sharpness, and his white face reveals the vicissitudes of life.

But this person's hair is silvery-white, and it is more accurate to say that he has a childish face!

What's even more peculiar is that this person is from the sky, but under his feet is stepping on a wide silver-white long sword, which is brilliant and gorgeous.

descended to the ground, but this flying sword came to the man in white, and seemed to have a spiritual following.

"Are you late?" The man in white frowned, looking at the blood stains on the ground, he couldn't help but exude a powerful momentum.

Suddenly, the environment of the entire Soul Beast Forest became much quieter, and even the most long-sighted sound of cicadas disappeared from the momentum.

"Swordsman, wait for my old bone, you know that my speed is not as fast as yours, and I deliberately fly so fast!" At the same time, shouts were heard in the sky in the distance. The same gray light fell to the ground, but it was a thin old man in a linen robe.

"Bone old monster, it's you who fly slowly, and blame me for not waiting for you. If you hadn't dragged me to drink a few glasses, Rong Rong might have left our reaction range, if Rong Rong had an accident, I would have asked you. The man in white said coldly.

"How is it, Rong Rong is okay." The old man in the linen robe walked slowly from behind, and asked with the thick smell of wine spraying in his mouth.

"There was no smell of Rong Rong at the scene, only two corpses." The man in white had already finished observing the surroundings, looking at the corpse lying on the ground with severed hands and feet, and turned his head to the bone old monster and said.

"Corpses?"

When the old man in the linen robe heard the word corpse, his original slow footsteps couldn't help but speed up, the drunkenness on his cheeks disappeared instantly, and his eyes swept around coldly.

Finally, next to a big tree full of holes, I saw two human stick corpses that had lost their breath for a long time.

"Looking at the two of them, they should be mercenaries wandering the soul beast forest near Soto City?" Because the old man in the hemp robe didn't find any trace of Ning Rongrong, he said upset.

"Except for the corpses, and the faint smell of blood in the air; But there is still a trace of terrifying, domineering and powerful sword qi, but the sword qi is mighty and full of haoran qi, and the person who comes must not be a young person. The man in white moved, his eyes showed surprise, and a sense of war arose.

The silver-white sword hanging in the air behind him seemed to feel the master's heart.

The slender sword body continued to tremble, and a clear sound came out of it, "buzzing".

"Sword man, how strong is the sword intent that even you praised!"

The old man in the hemp robe is not the sword heart of a person who naturally does not know how to practice swords, and the kind of same kind of encounter confirms each other's madness of swordsmanship.

But he understands that the old friend in white will never be targetless.

He himself is the pinnacle master of the world, the elder of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, one of the three sects, his soul power is cultivated as high as level ninety-six, and he is called Sword Douluo, known as the Douluo with the strongest attack power.

The man in white felt the residual sword intent in the air, and his body trembled slightly.

Forcibly holding back the surging emotions provoked by the mighty sword intent of the behemoth, the man in white regained his cold appearance and said:

"Well, the priority. Let's find Rong Rong first. As the successor of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, nothing can go wrong. The old man in white said solemnly with a long sword on his back.

"Well, the only fortunate thing is that the person who took Rong Rong away is not a treacherous person, and he tastes sword qi like a person!"

……

(End of chapter)