The sea of fire was even hotter than Ling Riyue's, and the flames that kept rushing out of the ground were swallowing, making the temperature in this space higher and higher.

Sitting on the ascetic's shoulder, Yang Xinyan almost retreated to the edge of the space, she fell asleep directly on the ascetic's broad shoulders, and quickly recovered her soul power.

This was not a fair battle in the first place, under the overwhelming power of the Ghost Venerable, the principal and Yang Xinyan could only adopt this group beating strategy, and even if he was beaten in a group, he was not sure that he would be able to subdue Zhao Yong.

The Kirin of Fire, the leader of the blood corpses, and the idol of an ancient god. These three can be said to be the strongest power that the headmaster has at the moment, even if he desperately uses the short knife of the ancestral celestial weapon, he can only concentrate these three guys in the same space. In other words, this is already the principal's last resort.

Surrounded by black rays, Zhao Yong at this moment had completely turned into a ghost, and the seemingly endless ghost qi leaked out of his body, turning into a terrifying energy fluctuation covering the entire space.

Holding the short sword, Zhao Yong took a step forward, directly across the distance of seventy meters, and suddenly appeared in front of Qilin, and the short sword slashed towards Qilin's left leg with a thick sense of sharpness.

Before the unicorn retreated to dodge, a huge mirror appeared in front of it, and the transparent mirror as if it did not exist at this moment showed Zhao Yong's figure, and with a sword, a force that was more powerful than Zhao Yong's sword rebounded from the mirror and rushed out, along the short sword until Zhao Yong's whole body, and Zhao Yong's figure was shocked by surprise.

At such an instant, the figure of the leader of the blood corpse had already appeared behind Zhao Yong, and after raising his fists above his head, he smashed down on Zhao Yong's head, and threw Zhao Yong into the mud.

It's not over yet, after accurately perceiving the position that Zhao Yong has fallen into, the unicorn stomped on his big feet, and a pillar of heavenly fire that was thicker than the three of them hugging each other rushed out of the ground, enveloping Zhao Yong's figure and burning fiercely.

In the end, the ancient god's big fist like a stone mill directly controlled by the headmaster fell from the sky, and without sparing any strength, it slammed into the place where the flames rushed out, and smashed the pillar of fire with a single punch, leaving a huge pit on the ground!

And in that dirt pit, there is no figure of Zhao Yong......

"Bang Bang!" A clapping came from above the sky, and Zhao Yong praised sincerely: "Very good! It's really powerful! If you have this level of strength, you really can't be blamed for sinking!"

"Still, I've decided to beat you up!"

Zhao Yong said and swooped down directly from the sky, the soles of his feet were filled with a black light, like a thunderbolt kicked towards the Qilin's head, and under the blessing of the ghostly energy, the huge body of the Qilin was directly kicked to the ground!

The sword was unsheathed, Zhao Yong did not hesitate to turn around and slash backwards, and suddenly, the sharp blade and the hard fist of the blood corpse leader collided together, and there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting!

"I don't like it the most like someone sneaking up behind my back, because it's only my patent!"

The sharp short sword sank directly into the right fist of the leader of the blood corpse, and it was stuck in the crack of the bone. Seizing this opportunity, the leader of the blood corpse raised his left arm, and the same fierce punch hit Zhao Yong!

With a cold snort, a ribbon-like ghost qi circuit swept down Zhao Yong's left shoulder, wrapping his entire left arm and slamming it towards the blood corpse leader with a punch!

The two fists intersected, and a strong wind spread towards the surroundings, and after extinguishing a large area of flames, the body of the blood corpse leader also flew upside down and fell into the sea of fire.

Looking at Zhao Yong again, although he gained the upper hand in the instant battle with the leader of the blood corpse, he was not uninjured, and a scar appeared on his left fist, although it was short but it was really injured.

The killing intent suddenly appeared, Zhao Yong gave up the Qilin who was still lying on the ground, a little confused, and instead raised his sword and chased towards the leader of the blood corpse, such a scene was happy in his heart in the eyes of the principal......

The thick stone sword slashed towards Zhao Yong's body in mid-air, and Zhao Yong didn't raise his head and punched upward, and when he knocked the stone sword of the ancient god statue away, a considerable scar appeared on his left fist.

At this moment, in Zhao Yong's opinion, only this blood corpse leader is the one who is the most threatening to himself, fast and powerful, if he hadn't just broken through to the middle level of the Ghost Venerable ten years ago, maybe he would still be planted in his hands.

Defending against the attack of the ancient god all the way, Zhao Yong quickly rushed to the side of the blood corpse leader, the ghost qi all over his body surged wildly, the original handsome face became hideous at this moment, and the killing intent was unabashedly exposed, pointing directly at the blood corpse leader who wanted to stand up again!

"Ten Thousand Swords Break the Heart!Kill!" Zhao Yong shouted violently, the short sword in his hand instantly turned into a series of sword shadows floating beside him, and then, Zhao Yong took a step forward, and the sword shadows around him penetrated towards the body of the blood corpse leader, and after a wave, the blood corpse leader was stabbed into a sieve, however, the sword shadow beside him did not stop a wave?

The reason why the short sword in his hand is a treasure has nothing to do with the body of the sword, the real reason is that there is an ancient broken formation hidden deep in the body of the sword.

This kind of formation was extinct tens of thousands of years ago in ancient times, even in ancient times it was extremely rare, the core of this formation is extremely powerful, and even the monk of the Tao may not be able to do it - change the space!

Note that changing space and manipulating space are qualitatively different, you can knead mud into different shapes, but do you have the ability to knead mud into gold and silver?

I knew it couldn't be with my ass......

Therefore, the ability to change space is already within the scope of forbidden power, of course, there is no real sense of changing space, even if it is the power of the fortune realm, it may not be able to contaminate this field.

And in this short sword in Zhao Yong's hand, there is a broken formation that changes space, although I don't know if the complete formation can change space, but with the blessing of these broken formations alone, the short sword in his hand has a chance to turn into tens of thousands of forms to pierce the enemy once in a month, such an ability can be attributed to the replication of space!

Although the advantages are very good, but the disadvantages are also very obvious, after using that move, in the next month, this short sword is no different from an ordinary kitchen knife, and if there is an accident, it will be completely wasted......

A sword stabbed forward, driving tens of thousands of sword shadows to pierce together, and when the last sword shadow rushed out of the body of the blood corpse leader, the originally burly and chaotic blood corpse leader had already turned into a place of minced flesh......

"Whew~~" Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yong turned around, returned the short sword to the sheath and looked at the unicorn and the ancient god statue with contempt again, the expression seemed to say: Lao Tzu has hacked your most ** one to death, what are you going to do?

Actually, the headmaster really wants to buckle the boogers now......

Putting down the heavy stone sword in his hand first, the ancient god statue began to move its wrist, and the unicorn that had regained consciousness jumped up and down in place, as if it was doing some warm-up exercise.

But three seconds later, he knew that the two goods were warming up, and by the way, they were getting rid of the discipline and bottom line......

In two seconds and nine, a pair of sturdy, blood-red powerful arms suddenly tied Zhao Yong's waist from behind, and then, in Zhao Yong's sight, he first saw the sky above his head, and then it was dark for a long time.

I have to say that Zhao Yong's good death is really beautiful......

If he chooses to use this trick on Qilin, then it can be said that he can indeed win, but he instead uses this trick on the blood corpse leader who is added to the attribute of Xiaoqiang...... That guy is a guy who can't die by chopping it into meat sauce and cutting it in half!

So, the leader of the blood corpse, who recovered quickly, hugged Zhao Yong's thin waist gorgeously from behind, and directly gave him a German-style arch bridge fall, inserting his entire upper body into the ground......

Then, it's time for the real group fight......

"Whew~" A wolf howl, the Qilin guy immediately turned into a mad dog attribute, and the moment he left after the blood corpse leader succeeded in a blow, he directly stepped on Zhao Yong with his still burning big feet with 200% of his strength.

That kick was really full of flames, and the landslide cracked...... Zhao Yong was directly stepped into the ground three meters below the ground by the Qilin, but this was not over, after a foot down, the Qilin changed his position, continued to step on Zhao Yong with his thick hind legs, and stepped wildly for nearly three minutes according to the rapid frequency of six times a second before he spitted, pulled off his feet and trotted to the halftime break.

Next, the headmaster, who had been gearing up for three minutes, finally waved the hard palm of his ancient god statue, and used his summer mosquito fighting skills to show his housekeeping skills against Zhao Yong, who was already deep in the ground.

For Zhao Yong, this is simply a once-in-a-century disaster......

When the Qilin's fiery feet fell towards his body, his brain was already in a state of death, he had lived in hell for more than a thousand years and had not been trampled on, and now he came to the human world and was trampled by a beast?

Under this contradictory feeling that he feels unreal but hurts, Zhao Yong died......

After surviving the abuse of the principal and the Kirin without any defense, an earth-shattering howl rushed out of his mouth.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

Zhao Yong howled frantically, a large amount of ghost qi floated out of his body, all the black hair was scattered behind his back, and the originally clear eyes became extremely black at this moment, and the strong murderous aura was almost condensed into a substance and rushed out of his body.

"You bastards! I, Zhao Yong, am going to kill you!"

In a fit of rage, Zhao Yong rushed out of the ground when the principal and the unicorn were changing shifts, and came to their eyes, and when he lifted his feet, he followed the example of the unicorn and kicked towards the unicorn again......

It seems that Zhao Yong is not far from going mad