Mo Cangyu!

Ye Kong's eyes shrank slightly, he was no stranger to this name, when Mo Cangyu personally chased and killed him, he almost died in the Guman Mountain Range, and he didn't expect Mo Cangyu to let him go. [Full text reading]

Wu Qiongxiao had already approached him, and there were other figures of black-clothed people not far away, Ye Kong didn't think much about it, turned around and fled in another direction, and didn't even have time to retract the two floating feather arrows he shot.

If he falls into the encirclement, even if Ye Kong has the ability to reach the sky, he will not be able to escape death, in this case, he must race against time to fight for his own life.

Ye Kong integrated the momentum of the wind into his own body, and his body melted into the heavens and the earth, the speed was extremely fast, like a violent wind, rushing into the distance, rushing out before everyone surrounded him, and the direction deviated a lot from the direction in which Fang Kaixuan and the others left, mainly to lure the enemy away.

The speed displayed by Ye Kong shocked Wu Qiongxiao, and he really couldn't imagine that Ye Kong, who was a fifth-layer military general, could have such a fast speed, which was unimaginable.

When he was a little stunned, Ye Kong had already fled far away, Wu Qiongxiao snorted lightly, his toes connected the dots on the branches, and chased after him quickly like a big bird.

What shocked Wu Qiongxiao was that he had already used all his strength to promote his speed, and he could only be almost the same as Ye Kong, but he couldn't close the distance!

Ye Kong sensed that Wu Qiongxiao was tightly behind him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes. At the beginning, Mo Cangyu couldn't catch up with him, although this Wu Qiongxiao was still a little behind Mo Cangyu, it was not so easy to hunt him down.

Moreover, Ye Kong didn't just want to run away this time, but to find an opportunity to kill Wu Qiongxiao!

A strong man at the first level of the Martial King is worth at least tens of thousands of contribution points, and Ye Kong is reluctant to give up.

The two chased and fled, and after walking for nearly a hundred miles, the other black-clothed people who followed behind had already been thrown away without a trace, Ye Kong's mind moved slightly, and his speed gradually slowed down.

Wu Qiongxiao was originally thinking about whether to continue tracking, but when he saw Ye Kong's speed slowing down, he was immediately overjoyed, and shouted in the back: "Boy, I see where you can run today, with me, you will die today!"

Ye Kong sensed it carefully, feeling that there were no other martial cultivators around, and the speed of his progress came to an abrupt halt, he turned to look at Wu Qiongxiao, held the feather bow on his shoulder in his hand, pulled the bow and arrow, and shot the last floating feather arrow towards Wu Qiongxiao.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp arrow broke through the air, and instantly arrived in front of Wu Qiongxiao, bringing out layers of qi waves.

Wu Qiongxiao didn't expect Ye Kong to dare to fight back, although he was not shocked, he quickly pulled out a shining big knife and slashed down fiercely towards the floating feather arrow.

"Khooth!"

A piercing sonorous sound sounded, and the Floating Feather Arrow was cut down with a knife, and Wu Qiongxiao's forward rush came to an abrupt end.

Just when Wu Qiongxiao thought that Ye Kong would take this opportunity to leave, he saw Ye Kong pull out the Northern Immortal Sword on his waist with a brush, and rushed towards him without retreating, the sword curtain was like water, ethereal and vast.

Wu Qiongxiao didn't know where Ye Kong got the courage to dare to fight with him, but he didn't want to think about it so much, the shining broadsword in his hand was surrounded by a beautiful flame texture, and slashed down according to Ye Kong's Northern Immortal Sword.

With this blow, Wu Qiongxiao used the power of the power of fire, and it was at least a five-layer fire power!

In any case, Wu Qiongxiao is also a powerhouse in the realm of the Martial King, even if Ye Kong's means are superb, and if he wants to compete with Wu Qiongxiao with the Northern Underworld Sword, it is tantamount to shaking the tree.

The long sword in Ye Kong's hand flickered forward and retreated, the speed was extremely fast, grazing Wu Qiongxiao's shining broadsword, and directly hitting Wu Qiongxiao's wrist.

Wu Qiongxiao was shocked in his heart, and the knife changed violently, and he swept towards Ye Kong's neck fiercely.

Wu Qiongxiao is completely a lose-lose style, if Ye Kong does not change his move, although he can stab Wu Qiongxiao's wrist, but the big knife in Wu Qiongxiao's hand can directly hurt his neck, and even endanger his life.

Ye Kong naturally didn't want to fight hard with Wu Qiongxiao, his wrist suddenly forced, and the Northern Darkness Sword in his hand rushed towards Wu Qiongxiao's face like an arrow from the string, and at the same time, his body quickly swept to the side, avoiding Wu Qiongxiao's fierce blow.

Wu Qiongxiao didn't expect Ye Kong to give up the weapon in his hand at all, but this time he was caught off guard. Wu Qiongxiao desperately tilted his head, and only then did he narrowly avoid the strange sword of the Northern Underworld Sword, but he was still cut off by the long sword, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Little brute, now that you have no weapons, I must make you look good!" Wu Qiongxiao swept towards Ye Kong fiercely, his eyes flashed with crazy killing intent, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, and there was a cat-and-mouse banter in his eyes.

Ye Kong looked at Wu Qiongxiao with cold eyes, and responded indifferently: "I've always been good-looking, I don't want you to remind me." ”

Before Ye Kong's words fell, he held the void in his hand, and a demonic fiery red long sword appeared in his hand, making his momentum much stronger, and the sword in his hand was the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword!

"Spirit Weapon?!" Wu Qiongxiao exclaimed in surprise, his gaze completely falling on the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword in Ye Kong's hand, his face was full of fire and ecstasy, but there was no fear of it.

In Wu Qiongxiao's opinion, if you want to exert the full power of the spirit weapon, you need at least a strong person in the realm of the Martial King to be able to do it. Even if Ye Kong had this kind of spiritual weapon in his hand, it would not be useful, at most he could only give him a treasure, Wu Qiongxiao had already classified the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword in Ye Kong's hand as his own item.

"I thought it would be good to get your head today, but I didn't expect you to have a spiritual weapon to give away, so I'm disrespectful!haha!" Wu Qiongxiao laughed wildly, and the shining big knife in his hand brought out a brilliant knife light, faintly forming a flame cage, shrouding Ye Kong.

The essence light in Ye Kong's eyes skyrocketed, and a layer of golden flame texture suddenly appeared on his body, and the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword in his hand brought out a golden sword curtain, and rushed towards Wu Qiongxiao's sword light.

"Whoa!"

A series of shattering sounds sounded, and the shining broadsword in Wu Qiongxiao's hand instantly disintegrated like broken porcelain, and he couldn't even block a move!

Wu Qiongxiao was shocked, and his body exploded, but he underestimated the power of the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword.

The Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword followed Wu Qiongxiao like a shadow, and stabbed directly into Wu Qiongxiao's lower abdomen.

Wu Qiongxiao's figure staggered, with a desperate look on his face, and said bitterly: "I didn't expect you to have a strange fire in heaven and earth...... Ah......h

Wu Qiongxiao screamed miserably halfway through his words, and saw Wu Qiongxiao's body shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the essence of his whole body converged towards the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword, and a layer of demonic blood-colored brilliance appeared on the Xuanhuo Spirit Devouring Sword. Martial arts through the ages

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Chapter 457 of the text reverses the Martial King