Chapter Eighty-Three: Who Dares to Touch My Brother?
"Brothers, surround these little guys of the Blue Shadow Sword Sect for me!"
A mid-stage powerhouse of the Earth Spirit Realm walked out slowly, with a playful smile on his face, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of people behind him surrounded Liu Liyun and the other ten people.
The weakest of the hundreds of thieves is also a recultivation of the Jingyuan Realm, and there are even three people who have reached the cultivation level above the Earth Spirit Realm.
The strongest of them was naturally the powerhouse in the middle of the Earth Spirit Realm.
This is a cold young man, **** upper body, lower body wearing a pair of leather pants made of snake animal skin, a string of chains made of bone joints hung around the neck, adding a bit of ruthless and vicious atmosphere.
His pair of triangular eyes like poisonous snakes flashed with a playful and cold look, and his voice was cold and harsh: "Tsk, it is worthy of the Qingying Sword Sect, and it can actually send thousands of powerhouses above the ninth level of the Jing Yuan Realm." He glanced at Liu Liyun and the others, revealing a hideous smile, "Little guys, as long as you are willing to kneel down and kowtow and swear to join us, Uncle can consider sparing your life!"
"Dreaming!"
Liu Liyun said angrily.
"Tut-tut, your temper is hard enough! Brothers, give me a good treat for these little ones, and give them a sense of relaxation!"
The young man with triangular eyes smiled sadly, and with a wave of his hand, more than thirty people suddenly walked out behind him.
These thirty or so people all showed a grim look on their faces, and rushed towards Liu Liyun and ten people.
"Brothers, let's fight!"
Liu Liyun took out a pair of iron painting silver hooks in his hand, flashing with a cold light.
"Fight!"
"****, if I don't die this time, I must find Shi Tao's bastard for revenge. ”
"Kill!"
Ten disciples of the Blue Immortal Sword Sect had red eyes and launched a desperate fight.
"Half Moon Slash!"
Liu Liyun burst into a shout and confronted the five thieves at the same time.
Don't look at Liu Liyun's appearance with a little white face, and even looks like he has some potential as a pseudo-mother, but he has the blood of a real man in his bones. A proud body was born, and the iron painting silver hook in his hand shone in the void, conjuring up an incomparably sharp and dazzling silver light.
Like a curved oblique moon swaying in the void, a sharp blow suddenly fell, really like a broken half-moon falling from the sky.
"Poof!"
A nearby thief was cut in half by the blow, and blood flowed all over the ground.
The rich smell of blood stimulated the ferocity in Liu Liyun's body even more, and he suddenly raised his head and let out a tyrannical roar, and the iron painting silver hook was like a finishing touch in the void. The strange blow is like a spirit, back and forth, taking the life of a thief again.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
The remaining three thieves had a fierce look in their eyes.
The successive deaths of their companions also stimulated their murderous nature.
"Flame Fist!"
"Rolling Stone Palm!"
"Jumping Axe ......"
One Jingyuan Realm Ninefold, and two Jingyuan Realm Eightfold thieves performed martial arts at the same time.
The momentum of these martial arts is immense, and the power is almost approaching a thousand catties.
Rao is Liu Liyun's sharp edge, and when he faced the attacks of three people at the same time, he also felt a huge pressure. But there is no intention of retreating, in this life-and-death battle, the competition is strength, and at the same time, it is also a competition for momentum and desperateness!
Often in the fight of life and death, whoever is timid first loses half of the odds of victory.
"Iron painting silver hook, pumping the river and breaking the crossing!"
Liu Liyun was dressed in a silver sword robe, coupled with an iron painting and silver hook, which was extremely dazzling, and the whole person was in a gorgeous posture, which was very ornamental. If Hong Yu saw it here, he would definitely feel unbelievable that a martial artist could display his martial arts to such an artistic level.
The two white horses are like the Nine Heavens Milky Way falling from the sky, and they are like the long swing of the water show dancing when the fairies in the sky are dancing.
This scene even made the three thieves in front of him stunned.
But soon their faces changed drastically.
The training that can even be called art has unconsciously wrapped around their necks, and the three of them have changed dramatically and tried to resist, but it is already too late.
"Puff puff!"
Liu Liyun twitched his palm, and a pair of iron-painted silver hooks slashed through the necks of the three people, throwing away three unwilling and dazed heads.
"Huh, this kid is such a weird martial artist. The cold young man looked at the early stage powerhouse of the Earth Spirit Realm beside him, and said lightly, "Ghost Seven, you go and play with him!"
"It's up to me!"
Onichi is a burly man with a demon mask on his head.
He shook his body and made a crisp sound of "crackling" bones, and with a "poof" sound, he held a two-meter-long battle axe, and the floating light flashed coldly. Ghost Qi's feet touched the ground, and suddenly it was like a mountain rushing towards him. He held the long handle of the tomahawk in one hand, and the sharp axe dragged it on the ground.
With a "snort", the tomahawk tore open a hideous, sharp hole in the ground.
Bursts of blinding fire scattered.
Powerful power, burst out in an instant.
With an indifferent arc on his face, the young leader said to himself: "Ghost Seven is already a cultivator in the early stage of the Earth Spirit Realm, and with the martial arts of the Mad Demon Battle Axe taught to him by the organization, his combat power is definitely even better than that of ordinary early stage powerhouses in the Earth Spirit Realm. This group of outer disciples of the Qing Ying Sword Sect is the strongest but the ninefold peak of the Jingyuan Realm, as long as the Ghost Seven makes a move, it will be enough to solve them!"
The words of the youth were very calm.
Without the slightest wave!
It seems to be stating an indisputable fact that is about to happen!
"Boy, eat me with an axe!"
Oni Qi burst into tears.
His voice was dull, his eyes were as cold as a dead corpse, and he was full of endless resentment towards the world.
The huge tomahawk lifted the weight in his hand, and with one hand he lifted the tomahawk high. The axe reversed in the void, and the arm suddenly swirled and surging a black aura of death, like the attack of the ghostly monster was extremely fast and incomprehensible.
"Not good!"
Liu Liyun felt the huge oppressive force, and his complexion changed suddenly.
He hurriedly raised a pair of iron-painted silver hooks in his hand, and the silver horses like water sleeves danced and wrapped around the battle axe.
"Whew!"
The silver pair collapsed in an instant under the powerful power of the battle axe.
", little guy, just grab it!"
Ghost Qi's eyes were as gloomy as a netherworld, and he sneered faintly.
"Do...... Dream ......"
Liu Liyun's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth.
"Hehe, in that case, kneel down for me over there!" Ghost Qi's voice was as cold as ever.
At the same time as the words fell, the battle axe in his hand also came suddenly with a "whew".
Liu Liyun is also a genius, but the ninefold peak of the Jingyuan Realm has the qualifications to defeat the half-step Earth Spirit Realm, but in the face of Ghost Seven, who is known for his strength, he seems to be a little stretched. Especially in the confrontation of absolute power, no matter how gorgeous and powerful Liu Liyun's martial arts are, it is difficult to resist the terrifying power of Ghost Seven.
"Boom!"
The battle axe fell, directly shocking the iron painting silver hook in Liu Liyun's hand and flying out.
The powerful power fluctuation even hit Liu Liyun's body, shaking his whole person out, and a burst of qi and blood tumbled in his body, and a mouthful of bright red qi and blood spewed out in the upside-down flight.
Liu Liyun's face suddenly turned pale and bloodless.
The blow just now had shattered the bones of his arms, and even the ribs in his chest had been broken.
There was a layer of dazedness and despair in his eyes: "I didn't expect that I, Liu Liyun, had struggled for more than ten years, and finally joined the Qingying Sword Sect. Hahaha, father, mother, please forgive the child for not being able to serve you until you are old!"
Liu Liyun slowly closed his eyes.
Ghost Qi's coldness and ferocity made him understand that he was going to die.
The corners of Ghost Qi's lips rose, rolling up a chilling cold arc, and when he lifted the battle axe, he was going to directly cut Liu Liyun into two pieces.
The young commander, who had been watching the battle, spoke up at this time: "Ghost Seven, just capture that kid." Now you go and take care of the others, I still have something to ask them!"
"Yes!"
Ghost Qi didn't hesitate to put away the battle axe, and instead kicked Liu Liyun in the chest.
Liu Liyun's body fell and it was already difficult to stand up anymore, and he was restrained by several thieves and strong men who followed him, and the captives knelt on the ground.
As for the rest of the nine people, although their combat power is extraordinary, they will not be enough to see after the Ghost Seven.
About a dozen breaths later, Liu Liyun's team of ten people was all captured.
Ten people were subdued and kneeling side by side.
The young leader put his hands behind his back, with pride and arrogance on his face, his eyes that disregarded life swept over the ten people, and the corners of his lips showed a sneer as piercing as a blade: "The genius disciple of the Qingying Sword Sect?
He slowly walked in front of Liu Liyun, with a sheathed treasure knife in his hand, gently picked up Liu Liyun's chin with the tip of the knife, and said gloomily: "Little guy, you should be the leader of this team, right?"
"Phew!"
Liu Liyun spat on the snowy spit and landed directly on the young man's boots.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then his face became extremely gloomy and perverted: "Ahh......hh You bastard, these are my new boots, worth three hundred gold coins! How dare you dirty it, you little bastard? I'm going to make your life worse than death!"
"Click!"
The young man kicked Liu Liyun to the ground, then stepped forward and stepped on Liu Liyun's palm.
"Ah......h
The palm bones were completely shattered, and the sharp stinging pain made Liu Liyun scream in pain.
"Guy, I can't stand it, come on, let the master give you a fierce one!"
With a hideous smile on his face, the young commander stepped on the soles of Liu Liyun's palms and moved. At this time, the bones of Liu Liyun's palm were shattered, and in this movement, the broken bones were rolling in the palm, stinging every nerve. The five fingers are connected to the heart, and it is unbearable for the fingers to be pricked by a needle.
Not to mention such torture?
Liu Liyun's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "Bastard, there is a kind of ...... you kill me, kill me"
"Kill you? hehe, wouldn't that make you too comfortable?"
The young leader sneered, and the soles of his feet slowly moved towards his arms from the palm of his hand, and the bones in Liu Liyun's arm were further shattered where he passed. The sharp stinging pain rushed straight to his mind, making Liu Liyun's whole body tremble and be confined, and his eyes were already covered with a layer of blood: "Bastard, you son of a bitch, you didn't kill me, you didn't plant ......"
"I didn't plant it, since you asked for it, then I'll let you see if I have any seeds!"
The young commander stretched out his scarlet tongue and pointed at the corners of his lips, revealing bloodthirsty cruelty, and slowly pulled out the treasure knife that was returned to the scabbard, and the sword with cold light fell lightly. It seems that in order to make Liu Liyun feel the fear of death more clearly, his knife fell very slowly.
"Boy, die!"
The young leader's face was hideous, the sharp blade had already cut through Liu Liyun's neck, and there was a dazzling blood mark in the depths, and the blade was still approaching.
Seeing that Liu Liyun's head was about to be cut off, at this moment, a fiery red light like a meteor falling from the sky pierced the sky. A "bang" bombarded the treasure knife, and with a crisp sound of "ding", the treasure knife in the hand of the young leader came out of his hand and flew out upside down.
Liu Liyun's face also became gloomy in an instant, like the cold eyes of a desolate beast looking in the direction where the red light came, and a clear voice also came from the mist at this time......
"I want to see, who dares to touch my brother?"