Boom.

The sound of explosion came, and a faint blue electric light appeared, and Yang Yifan's speed was more than doubled compared to before.

"The snake is out of the hole. ”

Call.

The fluorescent spear of white bones broke through the air.

While.

The guy in front raised his hand and a sword, and a little spark flew out from the tip of the spear, and the blade of the sword flew out.

"Hmph, but like... ”

Call.

Before he could say such a word, that guy couldn't say it anymore, because, after the first blow, with the blessing of the thunder blast, Yang Yifan rushed over again.

"Spirit snake stings. ”

While.

The moment the tip of the spear touched the long sword, it was a retraction, and Yang Yifan's face did not change in the slightest, and with a little tiptoe, the thunder burst burst out again, and pounced again.

Phew, boom.

And the faces of the other two guys were green, Yang Yifan's speed was too fast, they couldn't keep up at all, the long sword didn't even touch Yang Yifan's clothes, and they could only watch Yang Yifan kill again.

"Spirit snake slash. ”

Rumble.

The power of the Xuan-level martial arts suddenly exploded.

Click.

The guy's teeth in the face of Yang Yifan's onslaught were almost crushed, although he blocked Yang Yifan's attacks several times, but under the impact of Yang Yifan's perverted huge force, his qi and blood were shocked and difficult to calm down.

"Sancai Sword. ”

The most powerful attack of the Sancai Sword Formation exploded.

Swish.

On the long sword in that guy's hand, three rays of yellow, blue and green light appeared, intertwined and transformed, and the fierce aura surged out in an instant, and the fluctuation was not weaker than Yang Yifan's spirit snake slash.

Almost at the same time, the other two guys' faces turned pale as paper, and they gasped for air, obviously, this time, they were also very consumed.

Swish.

And just between the lightning and flint, Yang Yifan's right foot suddenly slammed, and a touch of dirt splashed up, and at this moment of pause, his waist twisted, and the whole person turned around instantly.

Boom.

Thunder burst out.

What the?

The eyes of the two guys immediately widened a little, full of horror, staring directly at Yang Yifan who rushed over and the white bone spear that fell down.

"No... ”

A terrible scream rang out.

Burst.

Warm blood splattered, and the screams came to an abrupt end.

A scarlet line of blood appeared from the guy's forehead, and then quickly spread downward, nose, mouth, chest, stomach, and then, the whole person suddenly split in half, and with a bang, the colorful internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground.

Hacked alive!

This?

The change came too quickly, and the mockery and sneer on the faces of the Li family and the Zhang family's martial artists had not completely dissipated, so they froze on their faces, their eyes widened, and they looked at that scene in disbelief.

Click.

Zhang Jin was about to crush his fists, obviously, the power of the Sancai Sword Formation was very good, allowing the three martial artists in the middle of the Yellow Extreme Realm to resist Yang Yifan's perversion, but he didn't expect that so soon, the Sancai Sword Formation would be broken.

"It's too experienced in combat. ”

And Leng Shan's face is even more dignified, his strength is perverted, his combat experience is rich, plus the bloodiness and madness, these are superimposed, it is destined to be an invincible myth, once Yang Yifan grows up, then who can suppress it?

Rumble.

At this time, the three-talented sword cast by that guy hit the ground with a bang, and the entire ground was blasted out of a big crater, obviously, the power of this three-talent sword was indeed amazing.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful it is, it won't be useful if you can't beat Yang Yifan.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The Sancai Sword Formation has been broken, and the faces of the two guys who are still alive are as white as paper, constantly retreating, without the blessing of the Sword Formation, even if they borrow a hundred dog guts, they will not dare to fight Yang Yifan.

"Waste. ”

And at that moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Bang, bang.

Before the two guys who were retreating could react, a huge force surged behind them, and then their whole body flew up.

"Young Lord, you... ”

Swish.

In the midst of the panic, the two guys were directly pierced by Yang Yifan's white bone spear.

Boom.

But at this moment, the bodies of those two guys suddenly exploded, turning into pieces of flesh and blood in the sky, and the blood mist drifted away, but the strange thing was that these blood mist actually twisted and wound in the air, forming blood-colored chains.

Syllable.

Yang Yifan's body was instantly trapped.

"It's a bit interesting, the secret technique of burning blood, even this blood cloud chain has appeared, it seems that there are people from the Blood Demon Gate in this secret realm, but it is the most simple, and the status of the Blood Demon Gate must not be high. ”

Blood Cloud Chains?

Build chains with human flesh and blood to trap the enemy?

There is no doubt that the Blood Demon Sect in the mouth of the evil demon is definitely a Demon Dao Sect.

Yang Yifan tried, but it was difficult to break free for a while, and besides, this scarlet chain actually made his qi and blood faintly churn, and the operation of spiritual power also showed a trace of sluggishness.

This?

Outside the secret realm, everyone didn't expect that the change would happen again, Zhang Haiyang's sudden attack and the disgusting blood-colored chains made it difficult for many people to react.

When they came back to their senses, Yang Yifan had been trapped by the chains that smelled of blood.

Sure enough, everyone has hole cards!

At this time, many people are sighing.

Swish.

And the moment Yang Yifan was trapped by the blood cloud chain, Zhang Haiyang moved.

The speed was all open, but in a breath, Zhang Haiyang arrived in front of Yang Yifan, and the long knife he was holding in his right hand had already been raised, bringing up a splash of cold light.

"Yang Yifan, suffer death. ”

Swish.

The long knife slashed down, and the air exploded instantly.

However, Zhang Haiyang hesitated a little, because he didn't see panic and fear on Yang Yifan's face, but only a touch of mockery.

Click.

His teeth clenched, and the spiritual power in his whole body frantically poured into the long knife.

At this moment, many martial artists held their breath, could it be that Yang Yifan, who had been going against the sky all the way, was going to die under Zhang Haiyang's knife at this time?

While.

The long knife fell.

Burst.

Warm blood splattered out.