This skull is the proud work of the Wyvern Master, who has drunk the blood of countless people and harmed the lives of many people.

Triumphant and excited.

Even if you can't take a look at it, you can take Yi Yang down directly.

But it didn't make sense, and it was cut in half by Yi Yang's direct sword.

This is simply unscientific.

It's no wonder that the Wyvern Master was so surprised, so unbelievable.

But it's true.

Yi Yang also frowned.

"It seems that I still think highly of you, and I even took out a long sword to deal with it, purely worried."

He spoke.

Because of the reason for raising ghost babies, Yi Yang was worried that this evil cultivator was a little difficult to deal with.

But now it looks like that's not the case at all.

The strength of the other party is simply weak.

Yi Yang suddenly felt disappointed, feeling that the other party was too weak, I'm sorry, I attach great importance to myself.

"I know, I know, haha...... Your sword, your sword, is a killing sword, it was killed in the pile of the dead, contaminated with infinite murderous and evil energy, such a treasure can ward off evil spirits, no wonder, it can easily break the blood skeleton of the Dharma protector of this seat, good baby, hahaha...... Sure enough, it's a good baby. ”

The Wyvern Master laughed.

He looked extremely excited, and it seemed that the sword in Yi Yang's hand was already in his pocket at this moment.

Yi Yang was obviously a little stunned, looking surprised.

Unexpectedly, Master Fenglong was so shameless, so unaware of the height of the sky, and he was so grandiose, that he felt that this sword was already in his pocket.

It's so ridiculous, pitiful, it really shocked Yi Yang.

"Sword name, 100 slashes, cut the world, follow me, 73 battles of all sizes, in five years, make great contributions, 100 slashes under the sword, do not cut the nameless, today, but to follow me to suffer a little grievance, even a waste evil cultivator like you, you have to deign and cut off."

Yi Yang said.

The expression of the Flying Dragon Master suddenly became gloomy: "Damn, look for death!" If you destroy the blood skeleton of the deity, you don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, give the deity, die! ”

The Wyvern Master roared suddenly.

Poked at Yi Yang with a finger.

A black gas, like a whirlwind, enveloped Yi Yang.

Inside, faintly, you can see the appearance of countless struggling and biting each other.

It's a terrifying existence that has taken a lot of ghosts.

"Hahaha...... In front of the blood mist of this fierce ghost, you don't even dodge, boy, between three breaths, you will be directly sucked dry and become a white bone, this is the fate of not knowing whether to live or die. ”

The Wyvern Master sneered wildly.

Then, a scream rang out.

With his eyes in disbelief, Yi Yang flashed with a sword light, directly cutting off the Flying Dragon Master's left hand.

Even, the left hand flew, in the eyes of the Flying Dragon Master, after falling to the ground, the Flying Dragon Master felt a severe pain, and an extremely painful look appeared on his already ugly face, and he roared in horror.

He, how did he do it?

When to move your hands?

He was obviously shrouded in the blood mist of the fierce ghosts of the deity, how could he have the kung fu to make a sneak attack?

It can't be, absolutely not.

At this moment, the Flying Dragon Master is still so shocked in his heart, thinking of it like this, and the posture is unacceptable.

But soon, something happened that made the Wyvern Master even more unacceptable.

Because, in the blood mist, Yi Yang just blew it out in one breath.

This seemingly vicious and abnormal blood mist actually dispersed directly under the blow of Yi Yang's understatement.

Silently, the smoke is gone.

This terrifying and shocking scene shocked the Flying Dragon Master extremely much, and the expression on his face froze, and he couldn't even scream.

"Impossible, this is impossible, ordinary martial artists, even if it is the transformation realm, is nothing more than relying on the power of qi and blood to fight against this seat, old and weak, and can only become the food of the powerful ghosts who sit down in this seat, how can it be like you, I don't know who you are to break this seat one after another in an understatement, who are you? No, you're not a martial artist, what the hell are you. ”

The Flying Dragon Master was obviously unacceptable, and his voice was fierce, and he roared loudly at Yi Yang, questioning it.

But Yi Yang didn't mean to say much.

"Get you on your way."

Taking a step directly, a sword slashed horizontally, and suddenly a crisp sword groan rippled, and the hundred slashes in his hand bloomed with terrifying sword light, sweeping towards the Flying Dragon Master.

At the critical moment, the Flying Dragon Master bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue.

Spews blood mist.

He roared and said, "Infant spirit, kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

As the Wyvern Master's essence blood spat out, it condensed into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.

Then, a baby cry that was so strange that it gave goosebumps suddenly burst out.

In the blood mist, it turned out to be a baby ghost with an ugly appearance and dark skin on its body.

This is obviously the great killing weapon practiced by the Feng Shui Bureau arranged by the Flying Dragon Master on the Chengbeifeng construction site.

This infant ghost, it seems, actually has a physical body, a living being, far beyond the scope of ordinary spirits.

He absorbed the blood mist in one gulp.

The white pupils stared at Yi Yang, looking extremely weird and frightening.

"All beheaded."

In the face of such a terrifying and strange scene, Yi Yang looked calm, his hands did not tremble, he was still stable, and he slashed directly.

"Idiot, hahaha...... Do you know how much effort it took to refine the infant spirit of this seat? Do you also want to kill with mundane things? Even if it is because you destroyed it in advance and injured your vitality, in the East China Sea, you are invincible. ”

The Wyvern Master roared angrily, his teeth and claws fluttering, looking extremely proud.

"Kill, kill, kill, my good baby, this guy, his cultivation is good, his blood is boiling, it is a big supplement, eat him, eat him."

The Wyvern Master roared.

Yi Yang's hundred slashes were directly slashed horizontally, and the sword moves looked mediocre, as if they were slashed at random.

Completely unmoved.

Master Feilong sneered: "It's true that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, the infant spirit of this seat is between the virtual and the real, you idiot, you can also cut it?" ”

Infant spirits are obviously also a general idea.

There was a look of disdain on his ugly face.

I grabbed it.

Then, a terrifying ghost claw flew directly into the air without a sound.

was cut off silently by Yi Yang's sword.

Together, the sword light is mighty, and the baby spirit is cut in two.

It happened between the lightning and flint, not to mention the Flying Dragon Master, even the infant spirit who bore the brunt of it was obviously dazed, and he didn't realize what was happening.

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, this is the best relief for you, reincarnate well."

Yi Yang said.

This infant Ning's life has long been cut off, but the resentment of those innocent people gathers.

Under the sword, the smoke disappeared.