"Presumptuous!"

Kui Wenlin roared into the heavens and the earth, the bloodshot in his eyes became more and more shocked, and he roared: "Even if you break through the peak of the Martial King, what can you do? In front of the Martial Sect, the Martial King is just an ant after all. ”

"Arrogance!"

A disdainful sarcasm came out, and the giant palm condensed by the flame poison fire essence was already approaching.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Kui Wenlin's clenched big hand fell angrily, and slammed into the giant palm, setting off a terrifying and powerful force, attracting the surrounding Cangyan and sweeping the Quartet.

The expression on his face was hideous, and there was a faint maniacal smile, as if he had seen the flame poison fire spirit shatter in front of him.

But after a breath, the expression on Kui Wenlin's face finally stiffened, and his gaze became dull, with a thick sense of disbelief and horror in it.

But in the next moment, a sharp pain came from the giant fist, and even the only remaining arm of Kui Wenlin was twisting and turning strangely, causing him to cry out in horror: "No, no..."

"It's late!"

indifferent and cold, there was no compassion between the words, but there was a strong excitement, surging with endless killing opportunities.

"Click..."

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the faces of the surrounding warriors changed greatly, their expressions were frightened, their eyes trembled completely, and their bodies even retreated unconsciously, not daring to believe what they were seeing.

The giant palm was clenched, and it actually pinched Kui Wenlin's giant fist, making him unable to break free, and then flipped and twisted, causing his body to tremble violently in the air, and twisted off the only remaining arm.

In an instant, a large amount of blood was sprinkled and fell into the air, as if it was a rain of blood, sprinkled on the land of Cangyan Sect, and was gradually dried by Cangyan, turning into a little scorched black markings.

"Ah!!h

At the same time, a heart-rending scream sounded in the air, and the hoarse roar was terrifying, and Kui Wenlin, whose face was full of pain, couldn't stop rolling in the air.

At the twisted arms on both sides, there were still some pieces of minced flesh that had not been completely torn off, hanging weakly, and shaking uncontrollably with the rolling of the body.

What I saw in front of me was like a terrifying nightmare, lingering.

The loss of both arms on both sides certainly made Kui Wenlin feel deep pain, but what he couldn't accept the most was the fact that he was defeated by a Martial King peak martial artist.

Once it can be said to be careless and calculated, but what about the second time?

It was clearly a head-on collision, but he was so defeated that he was powerless to resist, extremely ugly, and the strength of Cang Yan under the giant palm almost came from the bottom of his heart, from the suppression of the bloodline, so that he had no way to resist.

This fact was bloody in front of him, but he couldn't accept it at all, as the Supreme Elder of the Cangyan Sect, he had been immersed in Cangyan's cultivation for many years, and he was not as good as an immature boy?

"Wenlin!"

Twilight roared, her face changed miserably, and she stepped out quickly, and with a big hand, she pressed it on Kui Wenlin's body, relieving him of the pain caused by his injuries.

But when he lowered his gaze, he was suddenly stunned, and whispered in a hoarse voice, almost silent: "Wenlin..."

The two were close at hand, and Twilight saw clearly that Kui Wenlin's face was already full of tears, and his bloodshot pupils were full of gray, full of deep despair, and his mouth kept opening and closing, and the shape combination was: "Kill me." ”

Kui Wenlin was not only torn off his arms, nor did he lose face in front of the disciples of the Cangyan Sect, but also because he couldn't get out of the heart demon that was defeated by crushing, which made the heart of the martial arts broken, and he no longer had the will of the strong, but he was bent on death.

Twilight and Kui Wenlin have been friends for many years, and just from their eyes, they can see what they are thinking, but there is no hope of survival.

Twilight's big hand, which was almost dry, trembled and slowly covered Kui Wenlin's neck, and then gently exerted force, slowly contracted, and soon made his neck white, his face blue, and his breathing became difficult, and he was on the verge of death.

But in this way, a smile swelled up on Kui Wenlin's face, a smile from the heart, his lips spilling blood trembled and changed, and he gently spit out a few words: "Thank you, thank you... You..."

"Hmm..."

Hearing this, the old man burst into tears, his trembling big hand suddenly tightened, and with a muffled snort, Kui Wenlin's body collapsed and fell straight down.

Twilight panicked, hurriedly picked up Kui Wenlin, turned around and hugged him down, trembling his hands, and gently placed it on the ground, letting him sleep peacefully.

Here, except for the boiling and burning flames in the surrounding sky, there was a dead silence.

Countless disciples of the Cangyan Sect stared silently, staring blankly at Kui Wenlin's corpse, feeling depressed and uncomfortable in their hearts, but their throats were dry, and they couldn't say a word.

The old body slowly turned, and Twilight's back to Kui Wenlin trembled, limping into the distance, but the coercion that lingered around his body gradually climbed, and the strong overflow was all around, and the killing intent was almost condensed into substance.

"Boom!"

In an instant, Cangyan erupted, bursts of gray aura emerged, and the compelling killing machine was endless, and the sickle that manifested Dao Sen Han lingered around his body.

The flames behind him are getting thicker, the gray robe is facing the wind, and a gray robe phantom hidden in the gray mist appears, the gray robe covers the face, the long gray hair is messy and scattered, and only the corners of the mouth are bent up, and you can see a terrifying smile.

The scythes that swirled around them gradually grew larger, converging towards the gray-robed phantom, and in the process of spinning, they all gradually converged together, condensing a huge cold blade. Hassle-free

The cold blade is curved like the moon, cold and lonely.

The long sleeves of the gray-robed phantom swayed in the wind, and a withered and fleshless claw poked out of it, shriveled as if there were only white bones under the pale skin.

Then the claws of his hand poked out, ignoring the killing machine circulating on the crescent cold blade, and grabbed it at will, and pinched it at the end of the knife, the tip of the curved blade was almost in a full moon loop, and the moment he clenched it, he almost pierced his own chest.

Such a dangerous and strange appearance, but it makes people give birth to a little strange beauty, very harmonious.

"Hum..."

Twilight stepped out, the gray phantom behind him following closely, without any words, without any words, under the bounds of imminent collapse, there was only killing in his heart.

In an instant, the illusory gray robe swayed, and the big withered hand waved the scimitar, ripped out a long chain, and wiped it out towards the flame poison and fire essence.

The scimitar passed, even the boiling Cangyan, it was all completely harvested, and there was no appearance of being stopped.

"This is..."

The eyes of the flame poison fire spirit sank, and the huge black hollow eyes stared at the scimitar that came from the attack, and there was a deep surprise in the eyes.

He never thought that in this Cangyun Heavenly Domain, there would be people who could ignore their own Cangyan, especially for those who had cultivated Cangyan, it was simply a fantasy.

With the scimitar approaching, a cold chill suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, making it impossible for the flame poison fire spirit not to be serious.

Suddenly, the flame poison fire essence restrained the disdain in his heart, and his huge body trembled suddenly, shrinking rapidly, although it was shrinking, its body was still as tall as a giant, and the coercion that overflowed from its body became heavier and more condensed.

"Die!"

Twilight silently looked at the flame poison fire spirit, her eyes were gray, her lips were open and closed, and she was hoarse, like an eerie roar coming from the hell of death.

With a chilling sound, the scimitar wrapped the killing machine to the front of the flame poison fire spirit.

At a glance, the pupils of the flame poison fire essence shrank suddenly.

Only then did he see that the scimitar in front of him was full of gray light, but there were bursts of gray light that were similar to it and completely different from it, and it was Cang Yan.

It turned out that the scimitar did not swallow Cangyan, but forcibly suppressed it inside, and wanted to return it, and it exploded very closely.

But how could Cang Yan's fluctuations be concealed from the Yan Poison Fire Essence? Almost instantly, he figured out the intentions of Cang Dusk's heart.

"Old dog, you want to kill me with this little means, it's not qualified enough!"

With a roar, the face of the flame poison fire spirit suddenly turned hideous, the huge body sank suddenly, and the big hand sank, and a ball of alternating gray and blue light suddenly came out, lingering around the giant fist.

The fluctuations on it are strange, and the ups and downs actually make the surrounding space a little distorted.

A punch blasted out, and it suddenly made contact with Sen Han's scimitar.

Countless eyes stared widely, and their bodies were unconsciously covered with a layer of spiritual power to prevent them from colliding with the two, thus rippling with the powerful power.

It's just that the reality is different from what they think, not only does there not have any strong catharsis, but not even a sound is heard, as if the whole world is in an eerie silence.

"W-what's going on?"

"Elder Twilight's Mysterious Death Blade is actually completely out of it?"

"There's something wrong with this kid. ”

All the warriors are like this, and the twilight is even more terrifying, and the hideous killing machine that is full of eyes is replaced by horror when it lands.

The solemn imprint in the pupil was the scene of the gray-blue giant fist blasting out of the flame poison fire essence and swallowing its scimitar, the light and shadow of the giant fist resembled a fist, but it was more like a strange blister.

"You..."

But the twilight is not ordinary, and when he was startled, his heart had calmed down, his hideous eyes were filled with coldness, and bursts of majestic spiritual power swept away along the iron lock, passing into the scimitar, and his mouth roared: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, and you also want to trap the old man's treacherous death blade?"

"Watch me rip it open and disembowel you!"

"Humph!"

It's just that in the face of Twilight's ruthlessness, the Flame Poison Fire Spirit just glanced at the scimitar wrapped in his fist, and then the corners of his mouth hooked, laughed coldly, and returned to his disdainful appearance, but there was still some pain in his words: "The old thing is not ashamed, but it is enough to be proud of the ability to force me to use the Cangyan space." ”

"Crush me!"

"Hum..."

With a low roar, I saw a twist in the gray and blue fist, and the flames on the scimitar in the fist were revealed, and the light gradually became richer, even if there was no breath overflowing, everyone could feel the terror contained in it.

But just when everyone thought it was about to burst and set off a frenzy of waves.

But I saw that the fist only exploded gently, like a bubble exploding, without setting off any waves.