Chapter 439: Killing and Fleeing

Looking down from the sky, the area below with a radius of tens of thousands of miles was shrouded in a dark mist, exuding an inexplicable killing intent, as if it had existed since the primeval times, shocking the ancient powerhouses and giving people an inexplicable fear.

"Young master, the following is the battlefield of the hundred clans, I can only send you here, you may be very dangerous on this trip, I took away the secret records of the heavens, no one can help you, you can only rely on yourself." ”

Feng Liezi's doppelganger sighed heavily, he couldn't tell Yi Yang yet, Uncle Long's calculations, this was destined to be a bloody battle, and only alive could he get out of here.

"I see, you can go! I'll go down and take a look first. ”

Yi Yang's figure walked away, still wearing a scholar's robe, a young and delicate face, a harmless smile of humans and animals, and a bookish atmosphere, that he was a scholar who traveled to study, and no one could imagine how many poisonous schemes for human lives were hidden under that smile.

Yi Yang made a slight choice, and walked towards a town closest to the battlefield of the hundred tribes, the figure was just close to it, and there was a line of figures walking out of it, there were seven or eight people, each of them was wearing heavy armor, and the height was about one meter nine, giving people a terrifying oppressive momentum, the strongest cultivation was eightfold with supernatural powers, and the weakest one had five supernatural powers.

And all of them showed a murderous aura, there were still undried blood stains on the heavy armor, and their eyes were extremely sharp, obviously they had just gone through a fight.

The leader glanced at Yi Yang a few times, and suddenly grabbed a scroll from the space bag, and carefully compared it a few times, "It's him, hahaha! It's really a creation! I didn't expect to meet here, brothers, do it." ”

The rest of the people didn't talk nonsense, it was an instant blocking all the way of Yi Yang, like an iron tower, exuding a breathtaking atmosphere.

Yi Yang's eyes showed a bit of incomprehension, after all, as soon as he arrived here, these people surrounded him, "Your Excellency stopped me, what is your intention, there seems to be no grudge between us!"

"Demon Suppression King Mu Dao, the prince canonized by the Four Emperors of the God Dynasty, we naturally have no grievances, on the contrary, we admire you very much, but I heard that you have a purple qi of merit, hand it over! ”

The leading man let out an extremely arrogant laugh, and the whole figure took a step forward, and a terrifying murderous aura came out.

Yi Yang's face froze, and a punch blasted out directly, like a meteor falling, emitting a boundless terrifying sonic boom, and the terrifying power intertwined with the sky, tearing through the void, and instantly hit the body of the big man.

With a loud "boom", the strong man's body couldn't withstand this terrifying blow at all, and the whole person exploded instantly, turning into a blood mist in the sky, surging in all directions, until the strong men around him were covered in blood.

"Damn, this bastard killed the eldest brother and dared to kill people in the trading area, brothers, shoot together and kill him. ”

"Yes, kill him to avenge the eldest brother. ”

"Mu Dao, take your life. ”

The remaining seven strong men were annoyed and angry one by one, and one after another blood-colored rays of light intertwined, turning into a divine light in the sky, and swept out towards Yi Yang's body.

"If you want my life, it is simply death. ”

Yi Yang's body was surrounded by golden light, and his figure flashed, like a demon dragon, with more than a dozen phantoms left, and quickly and boundlessly arrived in front of a big man, a punch burst out, the thunder rolled, as if a demon dragon roared, a punch exploded the big man's head, and the blood plasma that rushed to the sky was sprayed out.

"Brothers, this person is powerful, and he has the strongest killing moves. ”

"Kill him, and never let him live. ”

"Blood God Palm. ”

The remaining figures were directly ten meters away, they knew that Yi Yang's physical body was terrifying, and he was good at close combat, it could be seen that six blood-colored giant hands with a height of ten zhang came from the sky, blocking all his retreats, with a boundless ferocious intent, giving people an aura of extreme terror.

"It's just a few wastes, just for you, and you want my life, give me all to die, Great Demon Fist. ”

There was a hint of disdain on the corner of Yi Yang's mouth, and the golden light of his figure diffused out, and a punch blasted out, and the entire heavenly dome seemed to be covered, and a terrifying golden fist mark with a foot of thirty zhang intertwined, exuding a strong violent aura.

With a loud bang, the big demon fist smashed the bloody hands in the sky, emitting an incomparably strong light, and within a radius of 100 zhang, all of them turned into terrifying giant pits, and the six strong men in front of them were either dead or injured.

Yi Yang was like a god and demon, and he stepped forward step by step, and swept the picture scroll on the ground with his bare hands, "Say, how can you have my portrait, and who spread the news, say it, spare your dog's life." ”

"Mu Dao, you are crazy! This is the trading area, dare to use force here, you are looking for death, as for this picture scroll, you don't want to know. ”

A strong man who was not yet dead, coughing up blood at the corners of his mouth, they didn't expect Yi Yang in the Yuan Realm to kill them as if it was playing.

"Don't say it, it's okay, I'll always know, and I'll send you to reincarnation. ”

Yi Yang's face carried a fierce intent, and as soon as the Mixed Yuan Divine Fire came out, all the corpses of several people were turned into blood crystals and soul crystals.

"Maniac, you are so bold that you dare to use force here, don't you know the rules of the trading area? No matter who you are, if you break the rules here, you will be punished. ”

In the town behind, more than a dozen figures rushed wildly, and the voice was a middle-aged man, about seven feet tall, wearing a black and white robe, with a three-inch gray beard, and a purple-gold long sword behind him, with a real nine-fold realm, and the few people who followed behind him, none of them were weaker than the real human realm.

A real person is ninefold, and it is also a real person who has cultivated out of the realm, no, it seems that someone has spread the news of me, and the purpose is to kill me, quickly enter the battlefield of the hundred clans, and stay for a long time, which is not good for himself.

As soon as he thought of this, Yi Yang didn't talk nonsense, his figure was instantly rushing towards the position of the battlefield, and the middle-aged Taoist seemed to have known Yi Yang's intentions for a long time, "Maniac, if you kill someone, you want to leave, how can there be such a cheap thing, leave it for me!"

The purple-gold long sword behind the Taoist man suddenly came out of its sheath, turning into a purple-gold divine light, as if it was a meteor falling, turning into a terrifying sword that was a hundred feet long, and slashed towards Yi Yang's body with great speed and boundlessness.

Yi Yang felt the crisis behind him, and the figure rushed away quickly, but the sword qi seemed to lock him completely, and the terrifying sword qi was quickly cut down from behind, and there was a "boom" explosion, and one of Yi Yang's arms was cut off shoulder to shoulder, and the terrifying explosion made Yi Yang's figure fly forward dozens of meters upside down.

And it was less than 100 meters away from the edge of the battlefield, "Old dog, you wait for me, and when this king comes out, I will take your dog's life." ”

"Brother Qingyun Dao, don't let him run away, he is the Demon Suppression King Mu Dao, with the purple qi of merit, everyone will shoot together and capture him alive. ”

A Taoist in the back woke up suddenly, and directly made a sound, and the figure was the first to chase after Yi Yang.

"Amitabha, the wood benefactor, the sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is the shore, handing over the merit purple qi, it is the merit is immeasurable, why should the donor be so persistent, as long as the donor is willing to turn back, the poor monk will keep you safe. ”

On the edge of the battlefield, a figure came across the sky, and it was a monk wearing a robe, wide face and big ears, fat body, smiling, and palms folded.