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Ouyang Hang looked at the waves of vitality filled with a violent aura, his face was unusually gloomy, he gritted his teeth fiercely, spit out a mouthful of blood with a poof, and said with a hideous face: "Boy, don't be too arrogant, the old man, as a martial artist, is definitely not something that you can bully as a hairy boy." ”

Thundered!

Suddenly, after the golden light water dragon absorbed the blood that it spit out, its body immediately became scarlet, as if the scarlet light swept out, and its body became the size of a hundred zhang.

Recite!

The golden light water dragon let out a long roar again, and with a furious vitality, it pierced the sky and pounced on the puppet clone.

"Ahh

However, the golden light water dragon of a hundred zhang size pounced into the waves, and suddenly seemed to become a drowning child, struggling hard, trying to break free, but layer after layer of waves rushed in, and in a moment it was completely submerged, and then a miserable scream sounded.

"No, Elder Hang is in danger. Suddenly, Ouyang Ping's face changed greatly.

Seeing that the waves were higher and higher, they didn't pay too much attention to it, because Ouyang Hang then spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and immediately raised the momentum of the golden light water dragon, which was enough to compete with the waves rushing in front of them.

But what I didn't expect was that the water dragon fell into the waves and drowned immediately, which was really a bit weird, and at the same time, he was full of deep worries about Ouyang Hang, who was also submerged by the waves.

"Roar!"

An extremely astonishing fluctuation of vitality in the waves burst out from the center of the surging waves. This vitality was so powerful that it forcibly dispersed the layers of superimposed and countless waves.

"What a strong vitality, could it be that this Ouyang Hang still has a back hand?" the puppet clone wondered.

Hurriedly looked over, only to see the layers of waves of vitality disperse, revealing a figure covered in blood, the golden armor was already in pieces, and even the snow-white hair seemed to be burning.

"Oh! It turned out that the golden armor on his body saved him, what a good treasure, he was able to resist the six blows of the angry sea, could it be a magic weapon? Everyone else is an offensive magic weapon, but this Ouyang Hang is defensive, it seems that he is very sorry for his life, but unfortunately he will die today." The puppet clone was clear at a glance, and he said secretly in his heart.

"Ahem, ahem, boy, it seems that we all underestimate you, and you actually have enough means to pose a mortal threat to the Martial Sect, but I think, your means are not low, right? I don't know if you can use it again?" Ouyang Hang stared at the puppet clone with scarlet eyes, and his eyes were eager to eat the puppet clone raw.

"Hahaha, don't worry, you'll know in a moment. ”

The puppet clone burst out laughing, stretched out his palm again, and suddenly the sound of a surging sound like ocean waves resounded between the heavens and the earth again.

"Huh?" Ouyang Hang suddenly let out a gaffe and exclaimed, his body turned abruptly, and he flew towards the mountain gate.

He thought that the blow just now should have used some kind of secret technique. Normally, after performing the secret technique, he would fall into weakness and his strength would drop greatly, but this arm stretched out, and the power emanating from the surging waves of vitality suddenly shocked his heart, as if he had returned to just now.

Without the protection of armor, he had nothing to resist the invincible waves. Wu Zong's face, Wu Zong's dignity, is it more important to have a life?

So without hesitation, he turned around and fled, and at the same time shouted: "Everyone shoots together, we must not let this kid leave here alive." ”

"Oops! The waves were so fierce that they forced Elder Sail to use all his cards, and everyone made a move. Ouyang Ping hurriedly shouted.

"Huh, really?" Ouyang Wu said in shock.

If it was really as Ouyang Ping said, Elder Hang had done his best, wouldn't that mean that the blow just now was enough to kill him, then the young man in front of him was really too fierce.

"Shooting together, it's already the point of never dying. Ouyang Zhong shouted.

"Okay!" Ouyang Wen frowned, and then echoed.

In any case, as a member of the Ouyang family, it was impossible for him to watch the death of another Supreme Elder of his clan.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Ouyang Ping, Ouyang Zhong, and Ouyang Wen jumped up at the same time, and they all exuded a mighty power towards the puppet clone, especially Ouyang Ping and Ouyang Zhong snorted, each pulling out a long sword that emitted a cold light and stabbed it immediately.

After Ouyang Wu's face was cloudy for a while, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his sleeves shook, and he also jumped up and threw himself towards the puppet clone. In any case, Ouyang Hang is the Supreme Elder of the Ouyang family, and his life must not be in danger, otherwise the strength of the Ouyang family will be greatly discounted.

"Can you escape?"

The puppet clone smiled coldly, a little under his feet, the nine-turn soul chasing step was used to the extreme, and his figure flashed to Ouyang Hang's back, stretched out his palm, and slapped it fiercely.

His blow was naturally just an ordinary blow from the angry sea, and it was just a bluff just now, but this Ouyang Hang was already frightened. If it is a defense, maybe it can hold out for a while, and if there is no defense now, it is equivalent to the fish on the board to be slaughtered.

With a bang, the palm of his hand slapped heavily on Ouyang Hang's back, and suddenly Ouyang Hang spit out a mouthful of blood, his body fell, and he fell straight to the ground, and then there was a clicking sound, as if the bones in his body were shattered.

"You....you..." Ouyang Hang, who was already so weak that he couldn't speak clearly, stared at the puppet clone in the sky with his eyes dead, thick of unwillingness and grievance.

"Do you want the four together?"

After the puppet clone seriously injured Ouyang Hang with one blow, his body turned around, and he coldly faced the four martial sects that were rushing towards him, and his face became solemn.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As soon as the body straightened, all the vitality in the body surged, and at the same time, with the dancing of the sleeve robe, four flying swords with cold light flashed out.

"This kid still has hole cards, four flying swords, how can he have such a large amount of vitality?" Ouyang Ping's eyes shrank, looking at the four flying swords that flashed, his face was a little heavy.

No matter what the reason was just now, he was seriously injured by Elder Hang, which already shows that this son has the strength to fight with Wu Zong, and he has two fleshy palms from beginning to end.

Now that the four flying swords are flying out, it is obvious that they must be more powerful than the two flesh palms, after all, it is now the four of them Martial Sects who are attacking together.

It's just incredible that he's just a martial artist, and in the face of the four martial sects, where did he get the courage to dare to face it. And this surging vitality, all of which are more than ordinary martial arts sects, how is this possible?

However, when he thought of the importance that man attached to him, the dullness in his heart increased a little, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand flashed with sharp sword light, and his cold gaze locked on the figure in front of him like a poisonous snake.

"No matter what you are capable of, in the face of the siege of the four Martial Sects, you will only have one way to die. Ouyang Ping finally snorted coldly, but he seemed to be cheering himself up.

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