As time went on, the sun seemed to start to shift gradually, the shade of the trees began to grow longer and longer, and the light did not shine as brightly as it had been. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without warning, Jiang Yan, who had been standing motionless under the shade of the tree in this upright posture for an hour or two, finally took a step.

Quietly, as if stepping on cotton, Jiang Yan walked slowly to the center of the road. His brows furrowed slightly, and the remaining sunlight shone on his delicate face, causing some disgust.

He knew that his prey was coming.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was a tremor of the earth not far away, and there was a rhythmic tremor that trembled and trembled, getting closer, getting closer! It turned out that it was Uncle Wang, Wang Gon, who had broken through the siege on a horse, carrying a war horse and galloping in the direction of the "border city"!

Far from being an unpredictable prophet, this young man in white must have some special means to detect the arrival of his prey! But as for what kind of method, he has no time to care about it now. I saw that Jiang Yan squatted slightly, and then suddenly exerted his strength, like an arrow off the string, and shot out directly in front of Wang Gon's arrival, and the force was too strong to kick the ground, which actually caused a large patch of dust on the ground!

Wang Gon also saw Jiang Yan's existence from a very far away, in fact, he also expected that it was impossible for him to break through the barriers of the "city defense army" so easily, along the way, although Wang Gon was traveling extremely fast, he was also always vigilant, alert to threats from all around.

"Sure enough, there is still an ambush ahead!"

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the figure of the other party is gradually becoming clearer, but the closer they get, the more confused Wang Gon on the horseback becomes.

"Just one person?!"

Seeing that there was only one person on the other side, he still attacked him with his bare hands, and although Wang Gon, who was riding on the war horse, was suspicious, he had absolutely no reason to be afraid!

On the other side, Jiang Yan was unmoved, still galloping forward with a fixed face, as if he was not afraid of the power brought by the hundreds of pounds of war horses after running!

It's getting closer!!

Wang Gon could already see the young and handsome faces of the man in front of him, as if he could foresee him being torn apart by the violent impact!

"Heh! mantis arm as a car !!"

burst into applause, but Uncle Wang is also an extremely cautious person, since the other party dares to charge directly at him alone, it must be a backhand! Although Wang Gon can't think of any loopholes, but be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years.

After the rage, fearing that the damage caused by himself and the war horse would not be enough, Wang Gon frantically improved his strength, showing the strong fighting spirit of a fifth-order warrior!

On the other side, Jiang Yan didn't slow down, like a cone thorn, and went straight away!

Closer, closer!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the two unequal parties were about to meet each other!

At this critical moment, suddenly, the corners of Jiang Yan's mouth rose slightly, his hands were raised upward, and his hands burst into bright red blood!

"The !! of the Scarlet Pool"

Suddenly, a large circle of blood-red thick mist with a diameter of several meters suddenly enveloped the two of them, and Wang Gon suddenly felt as if he had entered a muddy swamp, and the suppressed blood-red mist around him surged straight into every bloody pore of his mouth, nose, and limbs, including the war horse.

The originally extremely rapid momentum had stagnated as if it had stood still in an extremely short period of time! On the contrary, the speed of the other white figure in the "Blood Red Pool" had increased rapidly, and judging from the speed in this extremely short period of time, it had suddenly increased by a few steps, and Jiang Yan's speed was completely worthy of the strength of a seventh-order warrior!

In this way, Wang Gon watched the other party rush towards him, but he really had no choice. Because his body can't keep up with the speed of his thinking at all, that is to say, in the face of Jiang Yan's attack, he is like a helpless live target!

"Ahh

Over there, Jiang Yan still maintained the smile that raised the corners of his mouth slightly, unmoved, he was not holding any weapons, he still acted according to his own course of action, and it seemed that he didn't want to borrow the agility bonus in the "Blood Red Pool", but he could just borrow a little acceleration increase.

It was at the last second of the hand-to-hand encounter that Jiang Yan completed his last change.

I saw that the nails on his fingers quickly stretched out, and his hand was in the shape of a palm knife, and it was only in this last second that his fighting spirit erupted: a strange fighting aura that was dimmer than blood but much brighter than the blood in the "Blood Red Pool", and with a wave of the palm knife, it slashed straight through Wang Gon's throat!

This strange fighting spirit is obviously much more advanced than Wang Gon's flame fighting energy, like chopping melons and vegetables, as if there is no obstacle, it directly cuts through Wang Gon's protective fighting qi, and hits his throat in the blink of an eye.

Wang Gon's eyes widened, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him at all!

"No, no, it can't be! This vindictiveness, this, this, blood, blood, blood, blood....................." Until he died, Wang Gon never believed that he would be killed by a single blow, and he did not utter a complete sentence.

"Bloodline. ”

Jiang Yan stabilized his figure, licked his slightly dry lips, and completed the last sentence for Wang Gon, the speed was extremely fast and ghostly, even so fast that Wang Gon's cut throat had not yet spurted out a trace of blood.

"I'm the Blood Clan!" Jiang Yan added.

After that, Jiang Yan's strange fighting spirit quickly wrapped Wang Gon, and then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, Wang Gon's body shrank rapidly, as if he was directly from a young man to a dying year, his muscles quickly dried up, and finally he became skinny and boneless, without a trace of blood, and his eyes quickly lost their luster!

Uncle Wang, who is a sixth-order warrior, Wang Gon was actually attacked and killed by this person named Jiang Yan with one blow!

"The blood clan who can still see the sun, the !! of the sun."

Still unfinished, approaching Wang Gon's withered body, Jiang Yan said the last sentence that was even more surprising.

The knife fell again, and a shriveled head tumbled in the direction of the strong wind, eventually hitting a large rock and falling apart.

Jiang Yan patted the dust that had fallen on his hands with considerable satisfaction and walked towards the mountain.