readx;?“ It's miserable, these two young people are going to be miserable, they were actually targeted by this evil star!"

"Unfortunately, there seems to be a dragon battle now!"

"Dragon fights tiger fights fart! This young pavilion master has the cultivation of a seventh-order Spirit Venerable, and besides, that cavalry commander is a high-level Spirit Venerable power, how can these two sect disciples who don't know where they come from, how can they have the power to resist!"

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"Life, or death, in your thoughts!"

At this time, the young pavilion master said, with a sense of arrogance and murderous intent in his tone.

He is the young pavilion master of the Divine Desolate Pavilion, and within this radius of a hundred miles, he is the most powerful group of people, and he doesn't need to scruple about anything at all.

Moreover, these two people seem to be just disciples of some small sects.

And just when the young pavilion master was waiting for the young man in green shirt to look frightened and flee in fear, he saw that the man in green shirt slowly took a step forward with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Now, kneeling in front of me, I can consider making you my lackey!"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ye Yu suddenly said.

"Poof!"

When the words fell, Qiao Qingluo, who was beside her, suddenly moved her pretty face, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.

"You?!"

This young pavilion master of the Divine Desolate Pavilion was still there to maintain a "high" pretending demeanor, but Ye Yu's sudden words made his expression change suddenly, and he suddenly said with a hideous face: "Boy, what are you talking about?!"

"Okay, the time has passed, and you don't even have the qualifications to be my lackey now!"

Ye Yu said, and then his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.

None of them are qualified to be lackeys?!

At this time, listening to the words in Ye Yu's mouth, this young pavilion master seemed to have heard the most incredible words in the world.

Who is he?!

A disciple of a small sect!

And what about yourself?!

He is a seventh-order spirit venerable!The young pavilion master of the Divine Desolate Pavilion is here, and within a radius of a hundred miles, who dares to disobey his will?!

"Good! good!"

At this time, the Young Pavilion Master of the Divine Desolate Pavilion looked at Ye Yu's breezy appearance, and suddenly smiled hideously, and a trace of demonic red light flashed in his bloodthirsty eyes, and he roared violently: "I don't know where you came from, you have successfully provoked me, and the price is death!"

Rumble!

A mighty blood-colored divine light suddenly erupted from the body of this young pavilion master, instantly turning into a huge blood-colored claw, and immediately grabbed towards Ye Yu.

"Yama Ghost Claw! Die to Ben Shao! The only fate of daring to provoke Ben Shao is to be tortured to death by Ben Shao!"

The young pavilion master slapped Ye Yu with his palm, and suddenly smiled fiercely.

"Seventh-Order Spirit Venerable, dare to be presumptuous in front of me?!"

Looking at the blood-colored ghost claws that suddenly appeared in the void, the demonic aura was forested, Ye Yu suddenly flashed blood in his hand, and a long knife instantly appeared in his hand, trembling violently, as if he smelled the smell of blood, he wanted to choose someone to devour!

"Kill the first layer of knife intent!

Buzzing!

Rumble!

Ye Yu's expression was unwavering, and the spiritual power of his whole body poured into the long knife in his hand, and he suddenly slashed out a blood-colored sword.

Bang!

On top of the blood-colored sword, there was an extremely terrifying concussive force, which instantly shattered the young pavilion master's Yama ghost claws.

"Kill!"

Ye Yu's strength was unabated, and he directly slashed out a mighty sword again, and the breath of death was spreading, and he immediately slashed towards the young pavilion master.

In this demon capital, Ye Yu's nature was released, and he roared with all his strength, and he was not afraid at all.

"Isn't that right?!This breath, you are also a seventh-order spirit venerable?!"

At this moment, seeing that his Yama ghost claws were instantly shattered by Ye Yu, the young pavilion master's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted violently.

"I know now, it's late!"

Burst!

A sword full of murderous aura flashed in an instant, and the next moment, the young pavilion master with a frightened face was suddenly shattered by a knife, and it was shocked into a puddle of flesh.

Slash with a knife, without mercy!

"Dead?!"

"Young Pavilion Master, was killed with a knife?!"

"That's it, dead?!"

At this time, everyone around, including those black-armored cavalrymen, looked at the flesh and blood that had been chopped by a blood-colored sword, and suddenly looked stunned.

A seventh-order spirit venerable, a powerful existence, was killed by a single knife as simple as that?

Everyone's heart trembled!

At this time, Ye Yu looked at the puddle of meat that was chopped by himself, and suddenly smiled coldly and said: "The cultivation that has been improved by taking pills is really pitiful, and even I can't resist a knife!"

Actually, Ye Yu didn't expect that this young pavilion master would be beheaded by himself?

It's so weak!

Ye Yu immediately understood that this young pavilion master, who seemed to be the cultivation of a seventh-order spirit venerable, was afraid that the real combat power was less than a first-order spirit venerable who had been promoted by his own painstaking cultivation.

"Young Pavilion Master?!"

And at this moment, a frightened and frightened sound suddenly sounded, and it exploded in the void.

It was a burly man in black armor, at this time, he looked at the pool of flesh and blood, and suddenly looked at Ye Yu, his expression trembled, and he said with monstrous anger: "You, kill him?! Do you know who he is?! You dare to kill him?!!

This black-armored man was the leader of the cavalry of the City Lord's Mansion, a high-level spirit venerable, who definitely had an eighth-order or even ninth-order terrifying cultivation.

But at this time, his expression was extremely frightened, not for Ye Yu's knife, but for the death of the young pavilion master who was killed by Ye Yu, it seemed that the death of this young pavilion master would attract some taboo-like monstrous anger.

"I don't know who he is, and I don't need to know who this shit is!"

Ye Yu held the trembling blood knife in his hand, with a sneering expression, looked at the black-armored man, and said slowly: "I only know that this waste provoked me, and I can only kill him!

"You?!"

Listening to Ye Yu's words with strong murderous intent, the black-armored man's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to refute, but he suddenly felt that he didn't know how to refute.

That's right!

The magic capital is such a rule, those who are weak in strength, provoke a powerful existence, and they will be killed!

The black-armored man thought about it, and then suddenly looked angry, and shouted: "But he is different! He is the young pavilion master of the Divine Desolate Pavilion, the Divine Desolate Pavilion, the power is all over the Demon Capital, I don't know how many strong people exist, boy, just be captured, go back with this seat to confess your sins, maybe you can have a happy death! Otherwise, you will be drawn out of your soul and suffer the pain of soul refining forever!"

As the black-armored man spoke, a mighty force surged out of his body in an instant, like the sea rushing out, instantly covering the entire land outside the Divine Desolate City.