Chapter 417: Like a Wolf King (Fifth Watch)

"Little brute. ”

The old man's teeth were crushed.

His injuries were actually worse than they looked, especially the broken sword that one of the guys had slashed over, the evil aura had already hurt his soul, and his bluff was just to deter these guys.

It worked very well, but everyone was frightened, desperate, and lost the heart to resist.

But he never dreamed that Yang Yifan was like a madman, not only was he not afraid, but he also rushed towards him.

He felt that Yang Yifan had his head in the water, and called the golden puppet over, did he dare to chase it? Then he would definitely be able to retreat unharmed, and there was no need to risk his life at all.

But now?

rushed over to find death, don't say anything, do you have to be like a leading big brother, and call out the other frightened guys, which makes him feel how can he not hate Yang Yifan in his heart?

At this time, those guys had already stood up and rushed over behind Yang Yifan, their faces were crazy, with a sense of determination, their blood had been ignited by Yang Yifan.

Grass.

The old guy's heart couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, but he suddenly thought of a sentence: a wolf with a flock of sheep is a group of hungry wolves, if a sheep with a pack of wolves, no matter how vicious the wolf is, it will become sheep.

There is no doubt that Yang Yifan at this moment is like the brutal wolf king, bringing a group of frightened sheep into a pack of wolves.

"Little brute, if you want to find death, I will fulfill you. ”

Roaring angrily, with a wave of the long knife in his hand, the knife light flew and hit Yang Yifan directly, he thought in his heart, maybe if he killed Yang Yifan with a knife, the confidence of others would fall again.

There is no back-off.

There is no dodge.

Yang Yifan greeted him so frantically, raised his left hand, and his five fingers suddenly clenched into a fist, and then roared out.

Thirty-six large acupuncture points were lit up, and a five-fold increase erupted.

The violent power directly highlighted the green tendons on the back of his hands, like cyan earthworms, which looked very hideous and terrifying, with towering muscles and sleeves that burst in an instant.

The punch went through, and the air exploded instantly.

The fierce sword qi that came first shattered.

Then there was a pop, and warm blood splattered down.

A sharp pain came from his fist.

The weapons used by the powerhouses of the Sendai Realm are at least the best of the law rank or treasure soldiers, no matter how strong Yang Yifan's flesh and blood are, he can't stop it, and he was directly cut out of a terrifying wound, which is deep in the bones.

But, after all, it's blocked.

This also confirmed Yang Yifan's conjecture, this old guy was seriously injured, otherwise he would never be able to stop it.

No cheating!

Others can see very clearly that Yang Yifan is not coaxing them to die, he himself is really fighting, and he is fighting for that line of life with his life, so what else do they have to hesitate?

"Cloud Chasing Sword. ”

"Sunset Slash. ”

"Xinghe Fist. ”

In an instant, I saw that the sword qi was as vertical and horizontal as a long rainbow, the sword was like a streamer, the fist wind was as violent as a mountain, and the palm strength was sharp like a wind, and all of them were bombarded towards the old guy.

Damn, shit.

Constantly scolding in his heart, the old guy's face was already gloomy as water, and under the serious injury, he also felt a strong threat, so he could only give up the idea of killing Yang Yifan first.

With a little foot, he retreated, and after avoiding the attacks of those few Divine Soul Realm martial artists, the long knife was raised, and it swept directly in a circle, and the violent sword qi spread out like ripples in all directions.

Blocked.

But his whole body was constantly retreating, and every time he took a step, he would leave a deep footprint on the broken ground.

Sure enough, it doesn't work!

Seeing this, all people came with confidence.

Boom.

Yang Yifan, who was carrying the blood shadow gun, stepped forward, his black hair fluttering, looking crazy, his eyes were burning with that high and scorching battle intent, the blood all over his body and the terrifying wound on his right hand did not make him look weak, but made his whole person look even more wild.

"Come again. ”

With a low cheer, the Blood Shadow Spear was raised high, and the scarlet light flourished.

Pedaling.

Those guys all came behind Yang Yifan.

At this moment, the swords stood together, and the fists were all out.

Oh yes.

The corners of the old guy's mouth twitched, how long has it been since these guys were so obedient?

In an instant, the strongest martial arts broke out again.

Immediately after the nine blood-colored dragons entwined with the Blood Shadow Spear, they bombarded past.

"Flaming Knife. ”

The aura is abundant, like the blazing sun.

But it still didn't work.

Under the leadership of Yang Yifan, these martial arts hit that guy's body almost at the same time, and the vast power superimposed made it difficult for that guy to resist.

Pedaling.

He took a dozen steps back again.

"Go on. ”

Yang Yifan stepped forward.

The others behind him stepped forward in unison.

The footsteps were uniform, and with a bang, the old guy's heart that was shocked by the sound couldn't help jumping, and his eyes staring at Yang Yifan were full of resentment, if it wasn't for Yang Yifan, it should be him who won, and those desperate and frightened guys couldn't resist at all.

Can now?

He didn't have time to think about it, because the attack of Yang Yifan and the others came again.

This time, his whole person was directly blown away, and he fell heavily to the ground behind him, and even the long knife he was holding in his hand fell out, and the whole person was lying there like a dead dog.

The scene was too shocking.

More than fifty martial artists followed closely behind Yang Yifan and blasted an injured Exiantai Realm powerhouse out of the way.

This?

The other old guy almost didn't bare out of his eyes, he didn't expect that the situation would become like this in just a short time, but he was entangled in the golden armor and couldn't clone at all.

"Little brute, I'm going to kill you, ah. ”

In the crazy scream, the old guy got up, an old face had already been completely distorted, if it wasn't for Yang Yifan, how could he have ended up like this?

In an instant, his eyebrows and spirit appeared, and he held the mini knife that manifested the cyan wind sword intent in his hand, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth swept up in an instant.

"him. ”

Yang Yifan's face did not change, and he was still crazy.

Maybe they would hesitate for a long time, but at this time, when they heard Yang Yifan's voice, those blood-boiling Divine Soul Realm martial artists directly sacrificed their divine souls and attacked the old guy together.

The power of the divine soul collided, and the coercion from the deepest part of the soul instantly spread.

In just a moment, the old guy and several Divine Soul Realm martial artists retreated at the same time, their faces turned as white as paper, and their bodies were also shaky, obviously they were all injured.

I'm scared!

That old guy was completely scared, he had already felt the coming of death, maybe he could kill anyone alone, and if he recovered a few points in strength, he could also kill Yang Yifan and others.

Sadly, there are never ifs and ifs in this world.

Turn around.

He ran away and rushed towards the other old fellow, "Help... Yes... ”

The word I saved me turned into a terrible scream in an instant.

The wounds on his body cracked again, and the blood splattered out like blood arrows, which seemed to be still burning, and a dazzling blood light was flourishing, constantly flickering and jumping.

He immediately stumbled.

It's a blood sacrifice secret technique!

Yang Yifan suddenly cast the Blood Sacrifice Secret Technique, and the old guy didn't block it when he was seriously injured.

The blood-colored energy rolled back into Yang Yifan's body, replenishing the power of his bloodline, and the dim golden blood flow rate accelerated, recovering a few points, so that Yang Yifan's injuries were also relieved.

He rushed over.

The others didn't make any more moves, just watched quietly, as if the wolves were waiting for the wolf king to make a move and completely deal with the prey.

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