"Who is it, who is it!Who cut off my finger!" A roar like killing a pig sounded, and the black-clothed messenger glared at Ye Ling fiercely, with his strength, the only kid around him who could hurt him was the kid in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A few people frowned, they were all famous and decent, and they would never be in the company of the Demon Sect, but now, after Ye Ling's revelation, they saw the true face of this black-clothed messenger clearly.

"You kid, I didn't expect it to be really a member of the Demon Sect, it's really hateful, it's hateful that I would be with you, this is really a shame for my Murong Cang's life!" A man raised his head to the sky and roared.

Several people beside him raised their palms, and when the energy of the five elements flowed, they were about to hit the black-clothed messenger, but they were interrupted by Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling, what are you doing, if I'm not mistaken, this person should be your enemy!" Murong Cang said dissatisfied.

Ye Ling put on an innocent look, he patted Murong Cang's shoulder lightly, then turned around and faced the black-clothed envoy, "Originally, I wouldn't let you go, even if your demon sect did evil and heinous, I should do it for the heavens and cut off your head, but you didn't hurt me either, you go, don't let me see you again!"

"Hahaha. The black-clothed envoy laughed, his voice was as shocking as a thunderous roar, he stared at Ye Ling's clear eyes, and sneered: "My Demon Sect demeanor, how can it be understandable by you little ghost?

After saying that, the black-clothed envoy's body moved, and the five fingers grabbed Ye Ling's throat like eagle claws.

It's just that Ye Ling didn't move, and the claw only stopped at a foot in front of his neck, and a drop of blood flowed down the claw, dripping on Ye Ling's throat, and under the sticky blood, it was an outrageous black gas.

In just a few breaths, the sword qi quietly disappeared into the air, and a small crack was cut along the root of the wrist, and even the pale bones were clearly visible.

It seems that the sword qi just now has directly cut this left hand to cripple, even if it can be healed, then this hand can no longer be saved, and he will only be a half-crippled in the future.

"Who is it? Who is it?Who did it!" A sharp roar sounded, and when his gaze swept to a calm old man behind Ye Ling, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Yes... It's you. ”

"That's right, it's me!" Without any evasion, he stepped forward and grabbed the black-clothed messenger's throat and lifted it up, how could the little Demon Sect minion be his opponent Yang Xiangdong.

Even if such a group of people come, he can easily cut down the horse.

The black-clothed messenger forcibly held back the pain, he covered his left hand, and the whole person was slightly frightened with a layer of goosebumps, and when the sword qi swept, he couldn't even catch a little trajectory, let alone defend in advance, if he continued to threaten him, I am afraid that today, his life will have to be explained here.

"I've always had no grudge against you, why did you cut off my wrist, at least since I met you, I haven't hurt you!" the black-clothed messenger wondered more and more he thought about it.

Yang Xiangdong smiled slightly, he stepped forward very carelessly, every step in the heart of the black-clothed messenger seemed extremely heavy, he knew that as long as Yang Xiangdong was willing, he would be in danger of being in a different place at any time, not to mention a perfect technique that could melt sword qi into the air.

sighed deeply, he was an elder of the Tianyuan Alliance, unlike several other elders, he didn't kill people casually, but once he killed someone, he would definitely kill them all, and he would never let go of any wind and smoke, and he would never lose any vitality.

Even if the black-clothed messenger now broke an arm, he was still as small as an ant in his eyes.

He wanted to kill him very much, but this apprentice of his own had a word first, and it was not easy for him, a master, to start.

Yang Xiangdong immediately sighed: "I won't kill you, you can go." ”

"Why? What qualifications do you have to drive me away? As long as I am willing, I can gather a large number of demon soldiers, not to mention the Moon Palace, even if it is the Tianyuan Alliance, it is all in the pocket of my Demon Sect, hahaha. The black-clothed envoy laughed, but his happy voice made Ye Ling frown.

As he slowly stepped forward, he smelled a different aura on the black-clothed messenger's body, which seemed to have smelled when and where he had been.

When he thought about it, he was suddenly stunned, and hurriedly pulled Yang Xiangdong back and said: "Everyone disperse, this guy, this guy is going to blow himself up! He wants to die with us!"

"What!"

"Crazy, this guy is absolutely crazy!" Everyone didn't say a word, and when they jumped, they were already three meters above the ground, and each sect had different exercises, even Yang Xiangdong pulled Ye Ling to jump.

As an elder of the Heavenly Abyss Alliance, his foundation and cultivation were naturally much higher than those of everyone present, and in just a few breaths, he had reached an unbelievable height.

The bloodshot eyes widened more and more, and the whole body was full of balloons under the black gas, as long as there was a needle, a needle like a fuse, the endless energy accumulated in his body would burst out, at least the people, things, and things near him could not escape.

The power of the Demon Sect is by no means accessible to ordinary people, nor is it accessible to those who think their cultivation is unfathomable.

"You can't escape, hahaha, you can't escape, all of you, all of you have to die!" The black-clothed messenger let out a manic sound, he clenched his fists, and swelled himself several times, under the skin, the flow of blood, the meridians, and the slender blood vessels could be seen clearly.

With the determination to die, he will die with Ye Ling, this spirit, such a death, the baptism of the people of the Demon Sect is indeed the most terrifying existence in this continent.

"Boom~~" The next moment, a dull loud sound sounded, and endless black gas erupted from the body of the black-clothed messenger, viscous blood, broken blood vessels, blocked meridians, and every small stop of the body splashed the place, filled with pitch-black poisonous gas, and endless black gas rushed out of its body, slamming towards Ye Ling's direction.

"Apocalypse, purify. Just as the black gas was about to hit Ye Ling's arm, Yang Xiangdong looked at each other.

A golden light was slightly revealed from his forehead, and then the light burst out, and a sign like a trident was clearly engraved on his forehead, purified by the light, the black gas let out a miserable cry, and then quickly disappeared in front of Ye Ling's eyes. (To be continued.) )