Swish.

Yang Yifan moved.

Like the lightning leopard in the jungle, it flew quickly.

Fast!

It's so fast!

The guy who was carrying a long knife was still hesitating which martial art to use, and a black shadow flashed in front of him.

Syllable.

His right hand was caught, and his face changed, "Help... ”

Click.

The sound of bone cracking in fear came, and the guy's right hand was instantly torn, and the white bone pierced the flesh and blood, and warm blood dripped down.

"Ahh ”

The screams were as terrible as those of killing pigs.

Bang.

After a kick to the head, the guy's screams stopped abruptly, the whole person shook a few times, blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, and mouth at the same time, and then he fell to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.

Instant kill!

A mid-stage martial artist of the Yellow Extreme Realm did not have the slightest power to fight back.

"Come on, give it to me. ”

Zhao Hua roared hoarsely, he didn't believe in this evil today, so many people couldn't kill Yang Yifan.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The surrounding Yellow Extreme Realm martial artists all rushed over.

Whew.

The sound of breaking the air came, and in the fierce cold light splash, two long knives took the lead in attacking, one left and one right, slashing towards Yang Yifan.

Swish.

Yang Yifan's face changed slightly, he turned to the side slightly, dodged, and then moved Shuanglong out of the hole with both hands, and directly grabbed the two long knives.

What the?

The faces of the two guys changed sharply, are this guy's hands made of fine iron?

Pedaling.

At this moment, an irresistible huge force surged, and it was too late for the two guys to let go, and their bodies suddenly lost their balance and stumbled towards Yang Yifan.

Boom.

A dull crashing sound sounded, and the heads of the two guys were slapped by Yang Yifan's hand and slammed into each other, and immediately a piece of blood splattered, and the nose directly sunken down.

Knock knock.

As soon as they let go, the two guys fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

"Tiger Roaring Fist. ”

"Chiba palm. ”

"The Sword of the Wind. ”

A few more guys rushed over in unison, broadswords, long swords waving, flashing with a cold cold light.

Boom.

The thunder burst out, and Yang Yifan's whole person was like lightning, instantly opening up a distance and swinging away easily.

So fast and responsive!

The face of the old man of the Xuanji Realm who was protecting Zhao Hua was already solemn to the extreme, he had walked a lot, but he had never seen such a ferocious person as Yang Yifan, it was completely like a fierce beast in the jungle.

"Up. ”

"Kill him for me, Young Master Ben will be rewarded. ”

And Zhao Hua yelled like a madman.

"Wave Breaker. ”

A late-stage martial artist of the Yellow Extreme Realm took advantage of the situation and killed him.

A knife fell, cutting the river and cutting the waves, and the power was amazing.

It's a pity that it fell through.

Yang Yifan's waist twisted, opened sideways, and the big knife almost fell against his clothes, and when he reached the Xiongkou position, the five fingers of his right hand were tightly closed and the palm knife fell.

"Ahh ”

A wail came, and the bone of the guy's right hand was directly broken.

Call.

The broadsword fell.

While.

Yang Yifan's right foot kicked the hilt of the knife.

Whew.

The broadsword spun and flew out, slashing at the neck of the retreating fellow in an instant.

Burst.

The sound of flesh being cut was heard, and warm blood poured out of the guy's neck.

Swish.

After killing that guy, Yang Yifan didn't turn his head back, and the whole person bent forward suddenly.

Call.

A slight sound of breaking the air came, and a long sword as black as ink slashed, and several of Yang Yifan's hairs fell down.

Dodge?

The one who attacked Yang Yifan was also a late-stage martial artist in the Yellow Extreme Realm, he had been trained as a killer since he was a child, and he was the best at hiding himself, and then he had an ordinary opportunity to launch a fatal blow, but Yang Yifan's combat instinct was too strong, and he even dodged it in that situation.

Swish.

Seeing Yang Yifan turn around, this guy's body couldn't help but tremble, and the bloody aura that came to his face made his face instantly pale, and without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and fled.

However, how could his speed be compared to Yang Yifan?

In just one breath, Yang Yifan chased after the guy.

Call.

The guy could only grit his teeth, and the pitch-black long sword in his hand stabbed suddenly, like a poisonous needle stinging out of the tail of the poisonous bee, with a touch of yin and poisonous aura.

"Cracker. ”

The right hand instantly surged with a layer of gold, like a bronze cast.

Syllable.

The longsword broke.

"No... ”

The terrible screams stopped abruptly, and his head was directly slapped with a palm, under Yang Yifan's perverted power, the power of the stele splitting hand was exerted to the extreme, that guy's head was like a ripe watermelon, it exploded in an instant, and the miserable brain was mixed with scarlet blood splashing, falling like raindrops, and the blood on the neck was gushing out like a spring.

Grunt.

The sound of swallowing saliva hard came, not far from Yang Yifan, the two guys who chased after him stopped there, the Adam's apple was constantly agitating, and a face had long lost the slightest blood.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Seeing Yang Yifan turn around, the two guys couldn't help but step back.

At this moment, Yang Yifan was a peerless demon who came out of the bloody hell in their eyes.

That's right, it's the devil!

Otherwise, how could they be so brutal, it only took so long to kill so many of them.

"Damn, shit. ”

Zhao Hua scolded, the swollen face like a pig's head was hideous, he didn't expect Yang Yifan to be really fierce to this extent, killing these Huang Ji Realm subordinates of him was like killing a chicken.

Even, the rest of the frightened people did not dare to step forward again.

Sure enough, it's a pervert!

Looking at the scene in front of her, Qiu Wanxue was also shocked in her heart.

It was too violent, facing more than a dozen late stages of the Yellow Extreme Realm with the strength of the middle stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, and in the middle stage, not only did he not fear and retreat, but he killed so many people in an almost crushing way, and the rest of the people who were scared did not dare to step forward again.

This is a real man!

In comparison, she felt that the geniuses she had seen before seemed too weak.

"Could it be that this kid is a descendant of the War Clan?"

The demon was also muttering in a low voice, and Yang Yifan's performance was completely beyond his expectations.

Although he watched Yang Yifan go through more than four months of life and death, he didn't expect Yang Yifan's progress to be so great, and with all his strength, he actually killed these people without the slightest power to fight back.

You must know that before this, Yang Yifan wanted to solve so many people, and the only way to rely was to use the four killing moves of the spirit snake, the fire dance silver snake.

The beast-like battle instinct, the violent momentum, and the more injured the more crazy the posture, all made the demon involuntarily think of the war clan that had been wiped out.

He was born to fight, and he still fights until the last moment of his life.

That's the Warclan.

They are also known as the madmen.

It seems that I will have to check the details of this kid in the future.

The demon thought, he always felt a little strange.

Pedaling.

At this time, the old man of the Xuanji Realm who was guarding Zhao Hua walked over, "It seems that I can only take action." ”

"Come on. ”

Yang Yifan's eyes had already swelled with a touch of blood, the first time he fought head-on with a Xuanji Realm martial artist, he was looking forward to it, the blood in his body was already completely boiling.