Clang!

After fighting like this for a long time, when another sound of the first sound of a weapon was heard, the two figures who were fighting in a stalemate also shot back in unison.

At first glance, the distance between the retreats is almost the same, but there is a bit of a gap in that appearance.

I saw that Ye Liang was still wearing a mottled blood-stained robe, although the robe was broken, it was not harmful, and his fair cheeks were even more anxious and tired.

It seems that everything is so breezy and calm, and the appearance of standing with a sword even reveals a bit of extraordinary temperament.

But on the other hand, the realm surpassed Hua Xiongtao, and the red fire robe around his body was already torn, and the burly body, scars, blood overflowed, his breath was disordered, and he was slightly unkempt.

"It's... Lord Washington has been suppressed!?"

Zhen Mu and the others in the field couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Hua Xiongtao, who was panting and in a worse situation than Ye Liang, and their hearts were turbulent.

Hua Hao, who looked agitated on the side, as if waiting to see Ye Liang being knocked down, also showed an unbelievable look, and subconsciously murmured: "Father, he is not this kid's opponent!?"

"Demons... This is the real evil. Xia Ziran's clear eyes flickered, revealing a bit of longing light: he could use the power of Xuanjun's early stage to regret Hua Xiongtao in the middle of Xuanjun, and also suppressed Hua Xiongtao.

This son is definitely a demonic existence on the path of cultivating mysteries, and even among the demons, he is considered to be the top!

Thinking of this, her long-suppressed ambition swayed slightly: "If I can take refuge in his subordinates, perhaps, I can get what I really want." ”

Her ambition is actually very big, and Wanwu Town can't satisfy her heart at all, but it's a pity that she has no background power, and her strength doesn't match that huge ambition, so she can only hold down her ambition and succumb to it.

Now that Ye Liang appeared, Xia Ziran's unwilling heart, which had been silent for a long time, finally rose again.

Above the sky, Hua Xiongtao lowered his head and looked at the cold iron gauntlet that had been used for many years without damage, and now that he had only fought for a while, the crack appeared, and his eyes flashed slightly: This kid's sword must be a top-level spiritual weapon.

Even...

A hint of jealous greed appeared in his deep eyes: it may not be a holy weapon!

"Don't think about it. ”

The abrupt words interrupted Hua Xiongtao's thoughts, Ye Liang Pihe sword was held obliquely in his hand, and the golden power around him overflowed a little: "No matter how much you think, you will inevitably die today." ”

Airplanes...

The sword in his hand, the mysterious water waves in the sword body, rippling up, in his gold-veined flowing black eyes, a little bit of tyranny appeared, and there was no wave on his face: "Now, I will destroy your body with a sword." ”

"Send you back to the West!"

At this point, the Bihe Sword in his hand suddenly stepped up, and fiercely swung out a white sword light that was neither long nor short, but extremely condensed, revealing the meaning of the sky: "Cang Interception Sword Technique, Sixth Style." ”

"Cangsheng Sword Tribulation (interception)!"

Swish...

As soon as these words fell, the condensed Xuanbai sword light suddenly soared, and the sword qi surged, directly collapsing out countless identical sword lights, with a brutal posture that cut through the space.

From all directions, they shot towards the majestic waves.

"Not good!"

Hua Xiongtao saw that the lethality was like a great sword light in the sky, and his complexion changed suddenly.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Xuan Power in his body swept out without reservation, and his fists slammed forward, shouting: "Cold Fire Xuanjiao!"

Rumble!

With the spit out of these four words, there was a surging Xuan power like cold and fire on his Xuan Fist, which swept out, and in just a moment, it turned into a huge prison, enveloping Hua Xiongtao in.

This prison seems to be hollow everywhere, but in fact, it is rippling, airtight, and there is no crack to drill.

Bell...

In the next moment, the countless sword lights bombarded this prison from all directions, causing the prison to shake and stagger, but it failed to break through this prison after all.

"Hmph. ”

Hua Xiongtao saw the sword light that diffracted out from the sword light, and swept it wildly, and snorted at Ye Liang: "Boy, my cold fire is extremely mysterious. ”

"I can trap the enemy, I can defend myself, it is my strongest talisman skill, with your sword light, it is absolutely impossible to break it!"

"Really?"

Ye Liangmian didn't have the slightest ripple, and said coldly: "That's..."

"Two more!"

Hmmm...

The sword fell, and the sword light swept away.

At that moment, before Hua Xiongtao could react, two more condensed sword lights shot out, and after landing next to the first sword light, they also revealed the sword light in the sky, shooting towards Hua Xiongtao.

In an instant, the sharp sword light filled the sky on that side, completely enveloping Hua Xiongtao, making him feel as if he was in a Xuanjian world, and he was suffering the punishment of the Xuanjian in the sky.

'Click...'

Under the blast of this all-round sword light, the crack of Hua Xiongtao's Cold Fire Prison finally appeared, and with the appearance of this crack, countless cracks instantly spread to the entire Cold Fire Prison.

The cobweb-like crack lasted only a few breaths before it completely shattered.

Turned into a sky of stars and drifted away.

'Poof...'

The prison was shattered, and Hua Xiongtao, who was connected to it, was like being hit hard, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out directly from his mouth, turning into blood spots in the sky and drifting down.

Whew...

It seemed that he felt the Xuanjiao shattering, and the three vast sword lights that were frozen in the air and emitted countless sword lights suddenly stopped the sword light diverging, and the power was restrained towards Hua Xiongtao, and swept out.

As if he wanted three swords, cut off (him) in this life!

Hua Xiongtao, who was already seriously injured, saw the three vast sword lights that shot over, his complexion changed sharply, and without hesitation, he blasted out with a fist to block.

Bell... Boom...

The next moment, three vast sword lights, respectively bombarded Hua Xiongtao's Xuan Fist, the first two sword lights seemed to be barely blocked by it, but when the third sword light was blocked, the cold iron gauntlet could not hold it up.

Burst open and shoot away.

"Ahh

The gauntlet was destroyed, and the vast sword light with the lingering sword qi blasted on the back of Hua Xiongtao's hand, causing his skin and flesh to explode, sword marks, and blood foam flying all over the sky.

Broken bones are visible.

The sound of wailing, shaking the sky!

"Defeated... Defeated!?"

Na Zhen Mu, Xia Ziran, Hua Hao and the others listened to the heart-rending wail, looked at the sad scene, their faces were full of disbelief, and their hearts seemed to be like waves crashing on the shore.

It's been a long time.

Especially when he saw that Ye Liang, it seemed that he had not used all his strength from beginning to end, and he was even more jealous, surging in his face, and he was afraid.

Just when everyone was terrified, Ye Liang's figure had already swept in front of Hua Xiongtao's body at some point, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person, which made people palpitate.

"You... What do you want to do!?"

Spit out a word in fear, Hua Xiongtao stared at Ye Liang vigilantly, and shouted to Zhen Mu and the others below: "What are you still doing in a daze!? Why don't you come up and help me kill him!"

He glanced at the Bihe Sword in Ye Liang's hand, and said something to tempt everyone: "The Bihe Sword in this kid's hand is a holy weapon, you come up and join forces to execute him, and this holy weapon will belong to you!"

For his words, Zhen Mu and the others really had that momentary heartbeat, but when they thought of Ye Liang's terrifying strength and the demon who defended the sky, they instantly pressed this thought.

After all, people are dead, what's the use of a sword?

Hua Xiongtao looked at those people sideways, hesitating, afraid of his face, and he was also angry.

But just when he was about to open his mouth to scold again, Ye Liang's cold words sounded faintly: "Are you finished?"

This sentence, Hua Xiongtao, who also said it, directly hit the spirit, and then, he finally became afraid, and looked at Ye Liang, who was restrained in his eyes with murderous intent, and begged: "My lord, I admit defeat... I threw in the towel..."

"I'm willing to make amends, do everything I can to compensate you, the people in my house, you can take whoever you want, you can kill whoever you want, I beg you, let me go, let me go..."

"Finished?"

After Ye Liang spit out a word without sadness or joy, his eyes suddenly lit up: "After speaking, then I will send you on the road!"

Swish...

The cold light rises, and the sword shadow sweeps.

Hua Xiongtao's mouth was still open, and his head was already separated from his shoulders, and with the red blood, he fell to the ground above the sky.

The head fell to the ground, rolling with dust and mottled with blood, and died without looking away.

Boom...

As the head fell, the body also lost its support and fell to the ground, shaking a little dust.

"Hua Xiongtao is dead... Dead!?"

Zhen Mu and the others looked at Hua Xiongtao, who was separated and fell to the ground, and their hearts were surging.

This murderous name, Hua Xiongtao, who was domineering in Wanwu Town, died like this, he fought for the calf, but finally gave up the calf to survive, but in the end he still could not avoid death.

After a lifetime of evil, the depression withered, and the time also died.

Above the air, Ye Liang stood with his sword in his hand, mottled with blood, not dissipating any mysterious power, not sparing the slightest evil qi, the only thing unique was a few wisps of bloody qi blown by the breeze.

But it was so silent and calm, but the people here were depressed, the atmosphere was unbearable, sweating profusely, and the fear rose in the bottom of their hearts.

Smack... Smack...

At that moment, the crimson blood dripped to the ground along the tip of the sword, dripping out the sound of blood flowers that was light, but could shake the hearts of everyone here.

At that moment, Ye Liang turned around and looked down at Zhen Mu, Xia Ziran and the others in the courtyard, his face was not sad or happy, and he said, "Go on..."

"Who else!?"

(End of chapter)