"It's really annoying, why don't you still brag about your identity to me, can't you even get a flower?" said the bewitching beauty beside the man.

Ya Luo Zhengse said: "This young lady, please understand, everything always comes first and then comes, and this flower is the first thing I look at." ”

The woman didn't look at Ya Luo, and said lightly: "Yorufu, if you still care about me, give me that jade vitex flower!"

The man named Yozhov hurriedly smiled and comforted: "Don't be angry, I promise you." Then he turned his head to face Yaluo, raised his head slightly, looked arrogant, and said lightly: "Say, how much money do you have to give this flower?"

Ya Luo frowned slightly, his temperament was already arrogant, otherwise he would not have challenged an enemy stronger than himself with his low cultivation in the first place. The attitude of the two of them stung him, and the flower was given to the girl he loved the most, and he could not give it away.

He said lightly: "I'm sorry, I won't give away any amount of money." ”

Beckis next to her was also a little dissatisfied with the attitude of these two people, her cheeks bulged out angrily, and she said in a coquettish voice: "That's right, this flower is what we fell in love with first, and there is no reason to give it to you." ”

The little girl with the flower basket on her shoulder had a look of embarrassment on her face and stood aside awkwardly. His eyes wandered back and forth over the four people in front of him.

Jorif raised his feet, took a step forward, and said in an imposing manner: "Do you know who I am?

Yarrow was slightly angry, and was about to speak, but Beckis preemptively said, "Do you know who Miss Ben is?

The bewitching woman beside Yozhov said impatiently: "Hurry up and solve it, they are too annoying!"

Joroff's chin lifted slightly. The look of arrogance on his face was even worse, and he said coldly: "I zuihou warn you once." Spend it on me, or you will regret your foolishness!"

Beckis's willow eyebrows are upside down. said angrily: "If you don't let it, you won't let it, who are you Miss Ben?"

Jorif glanced at her coldly.

Yarrow subconsciously took a step forward, protected Beckis behind him, and said vigilantly, "What do you want?"

The corners of Yoroff's mouth hooked, and he said in a cold tone: "How about it? Don't forget, this is not in Youluo City, and private fights are not prohibited, even if I kill the two of you, no one will pursue it!"

The little girl carrying the flower basket subconsciously stepped back. Far away from the four people who confronted each other.

Jorif sneered, and pulled out a narrow scimitar from his waist, the blade was extremely thin, silver and bright like water, reflecting the light of the blood moon above the night sky, eye-catching.

"Beckis, you go to the back. I'll take care of this guy!" Yarrow also pulled out the Nether Sword from behind his back and said slowly. He knew very well that Beckis was noble. Although the cultivation has reached the peak of the Holy Realm. But he has never seen blood, and he has never killed anyone. Therefore, the heavy responsibility of the enemy can only fall on oneself.

Beckis nodded obediently and walked over to the distance behind Yarrow. The bewitching woman beside Jorif also retreated outside the battle circle.

The atmosphere was tense, and the battle was about to break out! The space where the two faced each other seemed to be lit with electric fire!

Abruptly. Yarrow's lips twitched slightly, the spell already in preparation. Almost at the same time, Jozhov raised his foot. Stepping on the ground, the rocks cracked. The body is like a flash of lightning rushing towards you!

Yarrow raised his left hand and pointed at Yorif in the distance: "Cursed music!"

Dark. Weakness, oblivion, sluggishness, senescence. The five powerful curses all acted on Joroff's body in an instant, causing him to fall into a quagmire, and the energy and light around him quickly dimmed.

Yarrow let out a clear roar, using Professor Dick's demonic martial arts, floating forward like a ghost, and the magic sword Netherworld swung like wind and lightning, rolling up the heavy sword curtain and falling down against the Yorif cover.

Jorif raised his long knife to resist, the sword was like a rainbow, and the vigor soared to the sky, with infinite might, to meet the sword curtain that Yarrow danced.

Swords and swords clanged, and strings of sparks burst out, illuminating the eternal night of hell. The escaping energy swept up the dead branches and leaves in the forest, like a terrible storm.

At the high level of the Holy Realm, Yarrow had a judgment on Yorov's strength in his heart.

Jorif roared angrily, and slashed down with his sword in both hands, bringing up a strong wind that hurt his face! Yarrow blocked it with a horizontal sword! The bracelet given by Dick on his wrist lit up, making his sword even more powerful!

There was a loud thud, swords clashing, and Yarrow's feet sank deep into the dirt floor under Jorov's full force. And Joroff's body was only slightly shocked.

Yarrow quickly pulled out his feet and quickly backed away. However, Jorif had already slashed down with another sword! Yarrow shouted softly: "Dark Barrier!"

A black and pure darkness poured out of the space around Yarrow, like a solid barrier that protected him.

The formidable blade slashed through the dark barrier, and with a bang, the barrier shattered, dissipating into a cloud of black dust in the sky. But the Liliang of this knife has also been exhausted, and he is no longer able to threaten Yarrow.

Ya Luo floated back dozens of feet away, the spell had been completed, and he shouted: "Netherworld Dragon King!"

The heavens and the earth darkened, the flat ground swept into a hurricane, the dark elements in the space condensed wildly at an unprecedented speed, and a magic array that almost covered the entire sky took shape in the air, and the magic runes composed of countless dark elements moved back and forth in the magic array according to the mysterious trajectory.

An angry, terrifying, dragon's roar from the netherworld of hell instantly became the only sound in the world! A huge and hideous black dragon head slowly poked out from the magic array, followed by a slender neck, and two sharp front claws that shimmered with cold light. A sturdy body, black wings that cover the sky, thick and powerful hind limbs, and a slender and muscular dragon tail!

The Netherworld Dragon King flew out of the magic circle completely, revealing his figure to the world! It let out a long groan, and its body circled in the air, as if to show the world its powerful and graceful form.

The Helldragon King fluttered his wings and flew towards Yoroff, his fangs and claws gleaming coldly in the moonlight. At the same time, its mouth was wide open, and a raging black demonic flame rushed out like a tide.

Frightened, Jorif hurriedly swung his long knife to resist, but the Prison Dragon King's attack was so fierce that he was unable to stop.

One person and one dragon fought inextricably, and the sword in the battle circle pierced the sky, the energy was like a tide, the demon flames were rolling, and the claws were heavy.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yarrow's mouth, with the Prison Dragon King in front of him, he could complete the magic without interference, this time the spell was much shorter, it only took less than a minute: "Night of Annihilation!"

Without warning, the heavens and the earth suddenly darkened, as if they had become eternal night. And this night is starless and moonless, only pure darkness!

Yarrow raised his hand and pointed at Yozhov, and a cloud of black and pure darkness burst out of Yozhov's body, and he suddenly felt as if a burst of flames had exploded in his body, as if he had been hit hard, his face was as white as paper in an instant, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

The long knife he wielded in his hand also lost its power, and with a roar that shook the sky, he was knocked away by the Prison Dragon King's claws, and his body was thrown backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

"Do you want to fight again?" said in a faint tone.

Jorif opened his heavy eyelids when he heard this, just in time to see Yarrow slowly emerging from the great shadow of the Netherworld Dragon King. The moonlight cast a red glow over his pale face.

"You...... How dare you hurt me! You will regret it! You will regret it! Do you know who I am?" Jorif fell to the ground, and for a moment he was weak, but he screamed hoarsely.

"Who else can you be?" said Beckis, disapprovingly. She slowly walked over to Yarrow's side, standing side by side with him.

Jorif wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to his feet: "You wait, don't run if you have the guts! I will make you regret it!" he stumbled down the hill as he spoke.

Yarrow didn't care about him, and went straight to the little girl with the flower basket, the little girl took a step back in a cower, Yarrow smiled gently, took out a few divine stones from his arms and handed them to the little girl, and then took the zuihou a jade vitex flower, and came to Beckis

"For you. Yarrow said to Beckis, a faint flush on his pale face. (To be continued......)