A large piece of sharp knife light revolved around Fu Changhe's round energy, although the knife technique of Baidi was sharp, but as soon as the knife was swung, the blade was softly pushed aside by an invisible energy around Fu Changhe, and the four clones attacked like a tide, but it was like a dog biting a turtle, and there was no way to bite it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Iga ninja continued to let out a sharp and miserable howl, and under the left and right slaughter of the White Tiger Phantom Tyrant controlled by Shangqi, he suffered heavy casualties, but in just a few breaths, it was already full of corpses, and the viscous plasma coagulated, along the ravines on the ground, became a winding river of scarlet blood.

On the other side, Ishikawa's strength was not as good as Lei Gong's, and the yin and evil aura was completely restrained by Lei Gong's true qi, but in the blink of an eye, hundreds of virgin souls were burned into ashes and dissipated, and the sky-high black evil qi on his body was also half lighter than just now, and he was completely suppressed with a scream.

"Despicable Zhina, we will definitely break you into pieces!" The four clones of the Hundred Lands Elders were full of anxiety, and they screamed at the same time.

They suddenly left Fu Changhe, who had no way to speak, turned around abruptly, and flew towards Lei Gong so quickly that even in Fu Changhe's eyes, he could barely see four faint figures.

"Lei Zun, be careful!!" Fu Changhe's face changed suddenly, he shouted anxiously, and hurriedly flew to catch up.

But the four sword lights that sneaked up from behind Lei Gong had already arrived behind him in an instant, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, and the yin damage was ruthless, bringing up four distorted lights and shadows in the air, going straight to the throat, heart, and lower yin.

"Give me... Go to hell!!! ”

Extremely embarrassed by Lei Gong's suppression, Ishikawa took the opportunity to fight back with a cruel smile, wrapped in a layer of black mist, and his hands were like a pair of huge bird iron claws, flying up and grabbing Lei Gong's heart.

"Despicable little devil!!" Lei Gong roared angrily, the white aura around him seemed to be scorching magma, and he felt the four yin winds behind him, and he couldn't dodge it, so he had to burst out the thick true qi in his body, and a tornado composed of white flames swept around.

The five black shadows of Ishikawa and the two screamed, rushing into the raging flame whirlwind around Lei Gong like moths to a flame, and Yu Lei Gong's burly body slammed together.

There was a loud sound that made people's eardrums tear, and a visible bubble bulged out at the collision of several people's fists and knives, and the loud bang was like thunder, and the rapidly expanding bubble exploded, and the rotating hurricane lifted up large chunks of concrete on the street and rolled them into the sky, and the nearby ground also violently shook up.

The white giant tiger condensed by the ancient warriors of Kunlun roared with claws, and the faint white-gold body easily resisted the tearing blades that rushed in the face, but the ninjas of Iga Ryu were not so lucky, the wind swept in, nearly ninety percent of the ninjas were swept into the sky, and thousands of wind blades attacked from all sides, and they were torn into blood and rain in an instant, and the rain was sprinkled from the sky like "crackling".

With this loud bang, not only the residents near the street, but also the whole of Manhattan and even most of New York were awakened, and the rapid and shrill sirens whistled from all directions.

Ishikawa and the five people of Baidi screamed hysterically, the scorched black body was emitting green smoke, and the body was burned to the point of 'snorting', and it was swept out by the howling hurricane, blood splattered, Lei Gong roared in pain, and several deep and visible bone tragic injuries were scratched out of the front heart and back, especially the scratches on the heart, and a large piece of flesh and blood were torn off alive.

"Die! Die!! Although Ishikawa and the two suffered a lot, Lei Gong was one against two, and the situation was even worse than them, with a cruel laugh, each screaming fiercely, and flying to kill him.

Both sides were defeated, successive battles, and head-on collisions without tricks, so that the three Lei Gong in front of them had already fallen into a situation where they had run out of oil.

At the moment of lightning, a vague afterimage that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye flashed, and Yan Yanhuang flew like a ghost, and did not hesitate to use the ghost shadow and the remnant blood of the team battle, which was the most suitable moment for the ghost shadow to be harvested.

The judgment of the ghostly shadow is based on Yan Yan's will, and everyone present is obviously judged to be Yan Yan's enemy.

Suddenly, a dark aura that made everyone's hearts sin came out, whether it was Shangqi, Lei Gong, Ishikawa, or Baidi, they couldn't help but shiver, and the dangerous breath seemed to be poured down with a bucket of cold water, which made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

The yin wind struck, and nine demon-like black phantoms appeared without warning, rushing up from behind the nine people, and the cold breath seemed to come out of hell, making their souls feel cold.

The ghosts that are heavily divided by ghosts are not controlled by Yan Yan, but even if they only have eighty percent of Yan Yan's attack power, every ghost shadow is like a monster that comes and goes.

Everyone was suddenly shocked, even if they hadn't fought yet, they felt the dark and piercing power contained in the ghost behind them, and they hurriedly turned around to deal with it, the weakest Zhishi Tian Xinxuan, was instantly cut off an arm, and howled bitterly at the throat, Lei Gong and Fu Changhe, who were not lightly injured, were also embarrassed by the ghost's persecution, if it weren't for the quick reaction of the white tiger controlled by Shangqi, both of them instantly became Yan Yan's ghosts under the knife.

Among the four doppelgangers in Baidi, the whole body was scorched black by the flames, and the two clones, one old and one young, who walked heavily, were swept by the nightmarish ghost sword light before they could complete their defensive actions.

Blood splattered, and the two bloody heads "gurgled" and rolled to the ground, Yan Yan rushed forward in a hurry, snatching the two famous knives in his hands.

"Thunderstorm: Attack plus 20, strength plus 10, agility plus 5;

A blade made with the power of thunder.

Paralysis: Twenty percent chance to paralyze the opponent during an attack;

Paralyzing Effect: Reduces movement speed and attack speed by 20%.

Value: 2050 gold

"Fight the Dragon's Teeth: Attack plus 20, Strength plus 10, Agility plus 5;

A blade made from the breath of a dragon.

Dragon's Breath: Has a 20% chance to scorch the opponent with Dragon's Breath during an attack;

Dragon's Breath Scorch: Deducts 10 health per second for 15 seconds.

Value: 2050 gold

Great stuff!!

The cold voice of the system sounded, Yan Yan's eyes lit up, and he unceremoniously stuffed the two famous knives into the storage space of the system and took them for himself.

The four of them were one, all of them were the incarnations of a hundred lands, and the remaining men and women howled miserably in unison, showing fear on their faces, and they didn't dare to be entangled in the black ghosts, so they hurriedly turned into two ghosts and fled quickly.

The two clones of Baidi castrated extremely quickly, but Yan Yan's ghost shadow was faster, stepping on a strange pace, quickly approaching the two of them like a ghost, and the thin sword light swung out again, aiming at the necks of the two and slashing over.

Hurriedly turned around to block, his face turned pale with distraction, and he howled hysterically in his throat, "Ishikawa, save me!" ”

It's just that the evil spirit is damaged, and the evil qi is exhausted, and at this moment, he is also tired of dealing with the treacherous and rapid attack of Yan Yan's ghost, and his self-protection is still insufficient, where is there still leisure to save him.

Although Baidu escaped quickly, Yan Yan was unhurried, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer of arrogance, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Two thin knife lights, one black and one white, collided together, and in the unbelievable gaze of the emaciated woman who was separated from a hundred places, the empty ghost in front of her suddenly turned from virtual to real, and the swift knife light flashed, and the thin light formed a monster that chose people to devour, roaring and blasting into her body, and the sharp whistling knife qi, like a meat grinder that rotated at great speed, instantly wrestled all the structures in her body into meat puree.

"Ninety-nine stitches: attack plus 20, strength plus 5, agility plus 15; ，

The power of resentful spirits and demons is gathered.

Nine Blades: Has a 20% chance to split into nine blades during attacks;

Value: 2050 gold

The third famous knife was in his hand, and Yan Yan's eyebrows and eyes flashed with golden light, and he couldn't wait to shoot towards the last clone.

Feeling a yin wind behind him, the man clone of Baidi was separated, and his gloomy face was suddenly extremely ugly, but this time, without waiting for Yan Yan's sword light to slash on his body, there was no escape, Baidi's facial features were distorted, staring at the two eyeballs, and howling in a hissing voice, "Ghost thing!" Let's die together!! ”

The thin sword light penetrated through his heart, and he was about to pull Yan Yan to the end of the hundred lands with an incomparably happy smile, and he was about to tear open a small black scroll in his hand.

Seeing Yan Yan's unhurried palm wave, a faint poisonous touch in the darkness shot into Baidi's body, even if the poisonous touch was only 0.01 seconds of dizziness, but for Yan Yan, whose agility was close to 90, it was more than enough time.

The stiff Baidi suddenly found that his body was out of control, and the smug smile on the corner of his mouth had not yet dispersed, and as soon as Yan Yan's sword light turned, he cut off the palm of his hand holding the black scroll, and then his eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

"Baga..."Elder Ishikawa dodged in embarrassment under the ghost's swift attack, howling hysterically with anger, but he could only helplessly watch as Yan Yan killed the four clones of the Elder of the Hundred Lands one by one.

A streamer swept across the black sky, and the deafening sound of breaking the air came rapidly from far and near, that is, in a few blinks of an eye, in the halo of the full moon in the sky, Yan Yan could already vaguely see the outline of Iron Man, and at the same time, the aftermath of the battle here attracted the heroes hiding in New York one after another.

There were two seconds left in the ghost, Yan Yan had taken the opportunity to kill Baichuan Wuemon, but the arrival of Iron Man made him quickly change his mind, although he was wearing an artist mask, as long as Stark saw it, he would definitely recognize him immediately.

With his left hand, he grabbed the snow-white Ju Yizheng text, and with his right hand, he took the black scroll with Baichuan's palm into his arms, Yan Yan didn't have time to look at the familiarity of the two things, and in an instant, he started the wind step, and suddenly disappeared from the battlefield without a trace.

Yan Yan appeared suddenly, and his departure was even more strange, it only took eight seconds from beginning to end, but the blow of the ghost shadow was undoubtedly fatal, just like a lurking poisonous snake, once it showed its fangs, it was impressive.

Iron Man roared and flew down from the sky, looking at the corpses piled up on the devastated ruins, an entire block was almost razed to the ground, and suddenly all the weapons came out from under the armor, pointing at the remaining people present and angrily saying, "Put down your weapons, or I will beat you into a sieve." ”

If Shangqi is caught, the matter will inevitably involve Yan Yan, there is no need for Yan Yan to greet him, Sisina who was waiting in the distance chuckled coquettishly, took out Philip's pistol, raised the gun and shot into the sky, and suddenly under the call of the gun, the ninjas who twisted and fell into the waste got up from the ground one by one, and rushed towards everyone fiercely. (To be continued.) )