"Bang ......" was a repetitive action, and Zhang Yiyang even felt that his ribs had been broken a few times, and the heart-rending pain was a taste he hadn't tasted for a long time.

"Hey......

Laughing angrily, looking extremely hideous, Leng Wuxin let out a light "......", but he didn't take the initiative to step forward, the other party didn't move, and he didn't mean to make a move.

He was really a little skeptical and curious about the Pleiades in his master's mouth.

But on the contrary, it was the other party, as if he was like Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed, and every time he ran to the front of the battle, and every time he was bombarded back.

Gradually, Leng Wuxin's face became even colder, and the strength of his attack also increased, looking at the blood stained on the opponent's chest, looking at the several sunken parts of his body, it was obvious that the other party was not lightly injured, but what kind of belief was supporting him not to admit defeat? Leng Wuxin was a little curious.

"Forget it, why follow the irrelevant kid's ambition and send him to die!"

Leng Wuxin made up his mind, and the gaze that looked at Zhang Yiyang became tasteless, for him, killing people is not a matter of nodding and blinking.

At this time, Zhang Yiyang sat paralyzed on the stone wall, feeling the cold murderous intent, he "hehe...... Hehe......" smirked, the laughter touched the wound, choking on blood, the sticky liquid almost filling his mouth, but he still smiled.

"What's so funny?"

Leng Wuxin walked over slowly, tilted his head, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, it can be said that this young man is very attractive, especially those eyes, clear with vicissitudes, all-encompassing, and even more persistent, and it is precisely because of this that Leng Wuxin has a bad premonition.

If he was allowed to continue, maybe one day he would be able to stand in his opposite position, but today, no matter what, he couldn't let him get out of here alive.

"I laugh, you are reluctant to kill me!"

Zhang Yiyang stared directly at Leng Wuxin, still smiling, and at the same time, he was also looking at the other party, this man is so handsome that you don't want to compare with him, with angular outlines, eyes that change color at any time, although his face is pale, but he has a cold arrogance, and with a black suit, he can hook up with thousands of witches.

"You're confident, but you're wrong, you have to die today!"

After Leng Wuxin finished speaking, he looked at the gun in his hand, from the beginning to the present, this overlord demon king gun has been carried behind his backhand by him, and he has never used it, and now, with a one-handed gun, the black tip of the gun is against the opponent's neck, as if he can break out at any time and stab the young man with a smile on his face.

"Okay! I admit it, even if you're really willing to kill me, then you'll be buried with you!"

After the other party finished speaking, Leng Wuxin seemed to realize something, hurriedly turned around, and found that an identical Zhang Yiyang was activating the array, and the Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Heaven Destroying Forbidden Technique seemed to light up the starry sky at this moment, instantly enveloping the entire tomb of the living dead.

And when he turned his head and looked at the young man he was pointing at with the tip of his gun, he had already turned into a puff of black smoke and returned to the other party's body.

"Outside the body incarnate ......!"

Even if Leng Wuxin knew the result, it was too late, and the other party was still coughing up blood, but in addition to the crazy ridicule, the gaze was a treacherous laugh.

"Hahaha...... I said, even if I die, you will be buried with me!"

Zhang Yiyang sat on the ground with his buttocks, ready at any time, the outbreak after the Heaven Destroying Forbidden Technique was activated, this would be his last journey, everything disappeared, how long did he feel death again, it was also so close.

It's just that he is unwilling, unwilling to let the shadows that appear in his mind one after another, or smile, or despair, "Is it all over?"