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Chapter 226: Bloody Battle to the End

A strong spiritual power came in, and a terrifying aura rippled throughout his body, and in an instant, countless holes appeared around him.

Like a whirlpool.

The Five Elements Realm is heavy!

"Brother Yong, that's enough!" Ye Qingyun said in a deep voice, feeling that the strong spiritual power was still flowing towards his body, and his brows couldn't help frowning: "It's really enough." ”

"Don't worry, besides, I see you pleasing to the eye, so I'll give you a big gift today!" Zhao Yong said chicly.

The cultivation on his body plummeted, but his movements were getting faster and faster, without the slightest hesitation, as if he was eager to give all his cultivation to Ye Qingyun.

"Brother Yong, that's enough, it's really enough!" Ye Qingyun was already in a hurry, and he could clearly feel that the latter's cultivation was declining rapidly.

Originally, Zhao Yong was a martial artist with the ninefold peak of the Five Elements Realm, but now he has been reduced to the ninefold peak of the Five Elements Realm.

If he continues like this, he will fall below the ninefold.

At this time, Ye Qingyun wanted to resist, but it was useless.

Because once the other party has imposed it, the person who has imposed it cannot resist.

"Brother Yong......"

His eyes were already slightly red, and he knew that the reason why the other party did this was completely for his safety.

A huge amount of spiritual power poured into him.

Gradually, his cultivation skyrocketed again.

Jumped directly from the first level of the Five Elements Realm to the third layer!

At the same time, Zhao Yong's cultivation was directly reduced to the eightfold level of the Five Elements Realm.

"Okay!" Zhao Yong smiled, retracted his right hand, and patted the latter's shoulder, only to find that the young man's eyes were already red.

"Don't be moved, didn't you say, let's compete to see who can kill more demon beasts?" he blinked, without the slightest hint of pain on his face.

That was his cultivation, so he gave it to Ye Qingyun without even blinking his eyes.

"Good. Ye Qingyun said with some trembling, when he came to this world, the person in front of him was the first to bring him strange emotions.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of his brothers who had followed him in his previous life, they had laughed and fought side by side together.

How similar to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Brother Yong, I don't know if I can meet you?" Suddenly, he said something to Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "The reason why I wear this mask is because I can't see people, and I'm afraid that those people will hate me when they see my face!"

"No, it won't. Ye Qingyun shook his head, recalled the previous picture, and said sincerely: "Before you came, these people had already called your name, hoping that you could come and rescue them." Don't you see the adoration and admiration in their eyes?"

When Zhao Yong heard this, he trembled.

"Thank you. He glanced at Ye Qingyun very gratefully.

"When will you two be chattering? Isn't it easy to die together? My children, bite their bodies to pieces!" In the void, Hai Lao actually let Zhao Yong transmit spiritual power to Ye Qingyun, to be honest, he really wished that Zhao Yong would be like this.

Now, Zhao Yong's cultivation is declining, and there can be no suspense about his death.

Zhao Yong and Ye Qingyun glanced at each other, and then, Zhao Yong violently threw away the hideous mask, revealing a face of vicissitudes.

He has a handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes are very deep, like a bottomless abyss, where there seem to be many sad things hidden.

Dressed in armor, heroic and extraordinary, his long black hair fluttering in the wind.

"Let me introduce myself again, my name is Zhao Yong. After saying this, he first showed a warm smile to Ye Qingyun, and then, with his right foot slightly forward, the spear in his hand buzzed, as if to disturb the world.

"Has the competition started?" Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned, chuckled, and his body was covered with blood-red scales again.

The second form of the Bloodthirsty Dragon's Body.

A frenzied killing intent erupted from his body.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and the target they went to was those demon beasts.

They are more monsters than who has killed.

Ye Qingyun used his martial arts, and the long sword in his hand danced wildly in the void, like a roaring beast, stabbing towards a demon beast frantically.

The monster roared, desperately resisting.

But now that Ye Qingyun's cultivation has skyrocketed, how could this demon beast be his opponent?

After a stick of incense, the demon beast continued to bleed from its body, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"Damn!" Seeing this scene, the old man above frowned, and ordered the old man next to him: "Zhao Qiqi, you go and kill this son!"

"Obey!" Zhao Qiqi nodded, and Sen Ran's gaze suddenly looked at the white-clothed young man below.

With a flicker, he appeared in front of the latter.

"Old fellow, you've come just in time. Ye Qingyun licked his lips, his eyes were full of strong battle intent.

Kill!

After such a word appeared in his heart, his whole body moved, and he quickly fought with Zhao Qiqi.

Although Zhao Qiqi said that a doppelganger was destroyed, and his cultivation was also declining, after all, he was higher than Ye Qingyun, and he obviously had the upper hand in the battle.

"Haha, although your cultivation has improved, you are still lower than me, what are you fighting with me?" Zhao Qiqi said with a scornful expression, looking extremely disdainful.

"With a sword. Ye Qingyun said lightly, clenching the broken sword in his hand, and between swings, with an earth-shattering sword aura, the layers of space seemed to be shattered.

In the sunlight, the broken sword shimmered with an icy sheen.

"What! You actually fused with Kenshin?" Zhao Qiqi looked weird, completely unexpecting that the young man in front of him would be a Kenshin martial artist.

At such an age, with such an anti-heaven sword artistic conception, it is rare even in the Eight Desolations Fortress.

Endless sword rays roared, and Ye Qingyun waved his huge wings, as fast as lightning.

The broken sword burst out with a formidable cold light, stirring up bursts of snow-white light.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, moving with him, and the broken sword in Ye Qingyun's hand was already heading towards the old man's head!

Seeing this, Zhao Qiqi snorted coldly, and his face was slightly solemn.

The shot was swift, with terrifying spiritual power, and attacked Ye Qingyun.

On the other side, Zhao Yong was wantonly killing demon beasts, looking like a god blocking and killing a god, and a Buddha blocking and killing a Buddha, and the bright blood was stained on his hair, making him look like he had an indescribable feeling.

"You, you actually killed my twelve demon beasts, you deserve to die!"

At this moment, the old man who had been calm in the void just now finally became angry at this moment, and his anger erupted violently like a volcano.

In his hand, another iron chain appeared, and cold words slowly came out of his mouth.