The worry on his face for the rest of his life had not yet dissipated from his heart, and the scarlet short knife suddenly flashed a touch of blood red, as if it had exhausted all its energy, and disappeared under the dark night sky.

"Boy, you'd better ask for more blessings. Zhao Yongming, who was standing on the side, raised his eyebrows, and said to the restless figure not far away: "With my eldest brother's temperament, if he doesn't make a move, it will be a battle to the death." ”

Seeing the thin young man who turned a deaf ear to his kindness, Zhao Yongming suddenly became angry, and sneered: "If you kneel down to the uncle and beg for mercy now, and drill a few times from under this crotch, and win my pleasure, I can spare your dog's life." ”

"A man of wind and grass, he really dares to speak out. The thin young man turned around, his clear eyes flashed a crimson light in the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, and said coldly: "Don't say that you are just a little Xuan King, even if you have the strength of Xuan Jun now, I swear to crush you to ashes." ”

"Hehe, you kid is really interesting, you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, you're dying to the end, and you're still so strong. Staring at the figure in front of him, who was a little more arrogant than himself, Zhao Yongming pursed his lips and said slowly: "After tonight, I will let you understand what strength is and what is the root of the grass." ”

"Noise. ”

With a cold drink from Yu Sheng, the cyan flame that suddenly burst out from his palm suddenly attached to the black flat long ruler that his hands were clenched. Facing the terrifying waves escaping from afar, shaking in the cold night wind, it has the taste of a comeback.

"Hmph, a little fourth-grade Xuan Master, uncle, I'm afraid you won't make it. Seeing the young man coming straight to him, Zhao Yongming's sleeves stroked, and the aura of the Xuanwang powerhouse all exuded: "Now I will let you know the gap between your ant power and this Xuanwang realm." ”

Yu Sheng struggled to move his steps, staring at Zhao Yongming who was not far away with disdain, waved the black flat ruler in his hand, and smashed it heavily into the swamp-like void in front of him.

"I'm really underestimating you. Zhao Yongming's palm behind his back secretly exerted force, and then he slowly stabilized his body under the huge force, shaking his body, frowning his forehead that couldn't see the shape of his eyebrows: "No matter how you struggle, after tonight, there will be no more shadows of you on this continent." ”

"The green mangs of the Origin Flame slash. ”

Sensing the coercion around him, he was no longer as strong as before, and Yu Sheng jumped up with a difficult step, and the long ruler in his hand fell down, slashing towards the palm prints that appeared in sight.

"This is your strength, right?" Looking at the flat ruler, his palm print was shaking slightly, Zhao Yongming walked a few steps towards the figure in front of him, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "It's really a pity, if your strength is really like this, be prepared for the consciousness of death." ”

"King Xuan's powerhouse is nothing more than that. ”

Shaking off his numb palm, Yu Sheng finally stopped retreating a few feet, staring at the figure in front of him who was eager to kill him, and the corners of his solemn mouth actually raised a curvature: "Hmph, if you really want to put me to death, let yourself survive first." ”

"You're begging me for mercy......"

"Third brother, be careful. ”

Before Zhao Yongming's smug words were finished, a hoarse voice, with the eagerness of the twilight road, suddenly sounded in the empty sky of the valley.

Suddenly, Zhao Yongming, who was full of confidence, was stunned, and the mysterious qi gathered in his palm was still about to be played, and the sudden dangerous aura behind him made his brows that he was about to stretch again, and he re-depressed a little frightened.

"Old thing, you can't find death. ”

Seeing that the old man's wrist flipped over, he condensed a solid short blade and galloped towards the figure in the distance, Zhao Yongchang hurriedly sacrificed his Xuan Qi, wanting to withdraw the red light that seemed to be in a no-man's land, but found that he had lost contact with the short knife like his right-hand man.

"What if the old man hurts him?"

The old man standing in the void waved his hand, a mysterious aura that broke out of his body, with decisive perseverance, after blocking the blow of the black figure behind him, he looked at Zhao Yongchang with a hideous face in front of him and said: "I gave you a chance, it's your Zhao clan who thinks you don't know how to cherish it, and then don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

"Big brother save me. ”

When Zhao Yongchang was panicked, a scream of broken flesh came as promised.

"Third brother, eldest brother is sorry for you. Listening to the muffled sound not far away, Zhao Yongchang slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Zhao Yongming, who was floating under the night sky with only a wisp of soul, full of remorse: "This old thing is strong, plus Leng and my blood shadow that is only in the early stage of the clone, it is really an enemy of him." ”

"Big brother, you have to avenge me. ”

Zhao Yongming, whose body was damaged, shook the transparent outline, looked at the gradually blurred clone behind Zhao Yongchang, and laughed loudly: "I will sacrifice your blood shadow now, and after the matter is completed, I will definitely kill this old thing, so that Aoki Valley will be removed from the world from now on." ”

"Third Brother ......"

In the bleak night sky, Zhao Yongming, who was gradually blurring, turned a deaf ear to the anxious shouts behind him. After jumping out in one step, the senselessness of fighting the fire with a moth merged with the blood shadow sacrificed by Zhao Yongchang.

"My good third brother, you really did my brother a great favor this time. ”

Seeing that the illusory and blurred blood shadow in front of him was gradually condensed, and the stiff torso was more agile than in the early stage of his body, Zhao Yongchang, who was in pain, suddenly laughed loudly.

A dark red Xuan Qi burst out, and the face of the blood shadow that could not be seen clearly slowly condensed into familiar facial features, together with the empty eyes, the hatred for the rest of his life and the rickety old man was the same as Zhao Yongming, who was killed by Ye Lao.

With Zhao Yongchang's loud shout, after taking the Xuanhuang Pill, he was promoted to the breath of the Xuanhuang First Grade, and when he refined Zhao Yongming's Divine Soul to give the blood shadow, he once again climbed rapidly towards the terrifying aura of the Xuanhuang Second Grade.

"Congratulations to the lord clone for gaining the divine soul and greatly increasing his cultivation. The black figure behind Ye Lao bowed and said.

"Leng, I'll take care of the rest of the matter. Looking at the blood mist around the doppelganger, he began to turn around and be restrained, and the sadness of Zhao Yongchang's eyebrows began to slowly dissipate, and his red face was full of meaning, staring at the old man with a solemn expression and said: "Mr. Ye, thanks to you for killing the third brother, my early blood shadow and my own cultivation can finally go further." ”

"Hmph, you're such a good big brother. Ye Lao sneered and said: "Using the soul of your own brother to sacrifice the clone, saying that you are a dog thing whose personality is annihilated, and you also tarnished the reputation of the beast." ”

"Joke, the third brother is connected with my own bloodline, and it is only appropriate to use his soul to condense the soul of the blood shadow. Zhao Yongchang's face was hideous, and he suddenly laughed loudly, staring at the old man's figure and said coldly: "At this time, everything is ready, and now only by sending you to Huangquan can I make my Zhao someone's future life pure." ”

"Has the strength of this clone also reached the Xuan Emperor?" staring at Zhao Yongchang's blood-colored figure with a surging aura for a moment, the doubts in Ye Lao's heart became more and more solemn, and after pushing away the rest of his life beside him, the cane in his hand suddenly rose, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring: "Red Flame Flowing Fire." ”

"Blood Shadow, Soul Return. Zhao Yongchang said word by word.

In the dark night, the dark red Xuan Qi turned up and down between Zhao Yongchang's palms.

After a while, the blood shadow clone of the soul condensed picked up the black and red iron fist and struck at the starry cane hovering under the night sky.

For a time, the air was surging.

Under the force of the impact of the red firelight and the black-red figure, the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth rushed in the sky above Aoki Valley, stirring up a noisy and earth-shaking cyclone, and in the flickering starlight, there was a sound of breaking the sky.

"Third brother, how could the eldest brother let you sacrifice in vain. Zhao Yongchang sneered, a trace of fierceness flashed in his unrighteous eyes, and the dark red Xuan Qi turned into a blood-colored long blade in his hand, and his eyes were cracked: "Bloodthirsty Phantom." ”

Looking at Zhao Yongchang, who was waiting for the opportunity, he saw the old man with a rickety figure, who was dragged by the blood-colored figure, hurriedly waved the blood-colored long blade in his hand, and rushed towards Ye Lao with all his might, and the young man who was watching the battle from a distance felt the resentment in his heart rush to the top of his head.

"It's despicable. Yu Sheng shouted: "Qingmang slash." ”

Under the smoke and dust of the night, the thin figure of the young man was unable to move an inch in the aftermath of the Xuanhuang powerhouse.

Yu Sheng's face turned pale as he moved his steps, and when the blue light between his fingers attached to his arm, he suddenly waved the black long ruler that was clenched in his hand, and suddenly rose up, blocking the back of the approaching blood-colored long blade.

"It's really touching, but it's just a mantis arm as a car. ”

Looking at the four-grade Xuanshi who suddenly appeared in front of him, a trace of surprise flashed between Zhao Yongchang's angry eyes, and his admiration didn't have time to be revealed, the cold blood-colored long blade in his hand had already been swung down, and he couldn't help but slash towards the thin young man.

"You're looking for death. ”

Hearing the loud shouts coming from behind him, the old man hurriedly stepped back sideways, avoiding the iron fist that smashed into him, and the cane wrapped in the firelight also hit out in an instant, with the terrifying aura of burning the sky and boiling the sea, and smashed the blood-colored long knife in Zhao Yongchang's hand.

"Old thing, you saved him for a while, but you can't save him for a lifetime. ”

Zhao Yongchang stood with his fists together, slowly pulled open the palms that were clasped together, and the dark red Xuan Qi that suddenly appeared in the palms began to shake rapidly in the space separated by the palms as the distance between the palms increased.

After a while, a burst of light flashed, and several dark red blades, glowing with a soul-stirring cold light, lined up on Zhao Yongchang's chest.

"You shall not live. The old man said coldly.

A ball of fire flashed, and the cane in Ye Lao's hand made a buzzing sound, and the red flame attached to the cane, in the bursts of sound, reflected the thick night, and slowly turned into a delicate crimson color.

"Bloodthirsty Trail. Zhao Yongchang shouted loudly.