Chapter 1329 Deng Yong

"Buzz!"

When the feeling of spiritual power fluctuation and vibration in the air came into contact with Ao Shuang, there was a sudden buzzing sound, although the body was stunned, but the physical body that was no longer what it used to be was not hindered in any way, and a punch smashed straight into the sword body of the cold star like a bloody sword.

Feeling the huge force from his arm, Deng Tong's internal organs shook violently, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of reverse blood immediately spurted out.

"Poof!"

Scarlet fresh ~ blood, mixed with the rain, at the same time, Deng Tong's whole person flew out like a cannonball, uncontrollably crashed into a boulder, 'click, pop' sound came, and the one-person-high boulder shattered.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Completing several movements in succession also made Ao Shuang feel a certain shortness of breath.

Although his physical strength is transcendent, after all, Deng Tong is not Lan Teng, Lu Xiaoyao and the like, he is a genuine low-level spirit venerable peak, under the premise of having a realm of suppression, even if he gets a bargain, he still can't help but have a burst of qi and blood in his body.

Deng Tong is famous for fighting with the power of pain, but in hand-to-hand combat, there are not many opportunities to exert that attribute power, so he can seem to take advantage of it and smash him away, but if he is given a chance to breathe, with himself who can't use spiritual power now, it will be extremely difficult to take him down.

From Ao Shuang's cultivation to the present, throughout the past battles, whenever he crossed the level to fight, what he relied on was to a large extent to say that the dragon Ao battle pattern, the power given in the state of mad demon forbiddenness, and the condensation of spiritual power have increased his attack intensity several times, but now, all means are in harmony with a pure flesh ~ body power, and the power of space that is not very mature.

"Whew!"

However, before Ao Shuang thought about it, the cold star that shimmered scarlet like a blood sword suddenly shot out from a piece of rubble, and between the trembling tips of the sword, wisps of fresh blood were shining on the sword body with a scorching spiritual light, reflecting the surroundings into blood red.

Star Kill ...... After attaching the blood of its master, it is a strange sword-type spirit soldier that begins to fight on its own...... Deng Tong should have cultivated a swordsmanship that is compatible with the cold star-like blood sword!

Ao Shuang didn't dare to be careless, his palm swirled slightly, and a suction burst out, after grabbing Lan Teng's long knife in his hand, he slashed at the cold star like a bloody sword, he wanted to try whether the sword-type spirit soldier who fought independently was sharper and stronger than just now.

"Whoa......

With just one blow, the long knife in Ao Shuang's hand was cut in two by the cold star like blood sword, and the section with the tip of the sword shot straight to the face, and the head was deflected, and after dodging it dangerously, his right fist accurately smashed into the sword body of the cold star like a blood sword again, shaking the blood light back.

The tip of the sword swept by, and a new wound began to appear on Ao Shuang's cheeks, and a handful of hair fell from his ears.

The tingling sensation on his face made his arrogant expression even more cold, although the tip of the sword just now, although it did not leave too deep scars, but everyone understood how thrilling it was, if he hadn't avoided it in time, even if he didn't die, he would have to blind one eye.

"Smack!"

The next moment, a white, bloodless palm slowly stretched out from the pile of rocks, and then, Deng Tong's whole person slowly crawled out of it, but when he appeared in front of Ao Shuang's eyes, the pupils in the latter's eyes couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

At this moment, Deng Tong still looks like a young warrior with a cold face just now?

As a martial artist at the peak of the early stage of the Venerable Realm, he should be incomparably full of flesh and blood, but he actually dried up in a strange state, except that his hair was still dark, and the skin of his whole body was a little frightening.

In the gloomy dark night, pouring rain, Deng Tong stood alone, as if he was an evil ghost from hell.

"Bell ......"

At the same time, the cold star that had been trembling in mid-air was like a bloody sword, and it also fell to the ground, and the blood on the sword gradually disappeared.

"I see. ”

Seeing this scene, Ao Shuang shook his head, and his eyes showed a sudden look: "This sword-type spirit soldier has the lowest level of pseudo-saint rank?, with your current strength, it is extremely difficult to control it, and in battle, it will suck the essence blood in your body all the time, especially when you spurt a mouthful of reverse blood on the sword's body......"

The cold star is like a blood sword, it is indeed a spiritual weapon that can double the combat power of the wielder, but at the same time, it is also a great killing weapon that sucks the essence blood of the master! Deng Tong's realm is not in line with it, and it is simply unrealistic to control it wholeheartedly.

It seems to be a peerless sword, but it's better than ...... It is said that it is a magic sword that has fallen into a state of no return.

"That's ...... How to ......"

The weak and old voice, although the words that Deng Tong spit out still revealed a sense of arrogance, but at this time, he was already like a leaf of catkins floating in the air, and he could be blown by the fierce wind at any time.

"Not very good. ”

Ao Shuang shrugged his shoulders: "It's just that the reason why I came here today is to solve the four of you here." ”

After speaking, he picked up the broken knife in his hand and slowly walked towards Deng Tong.

Killing one is also killing, and killing four is also killing.

In the hands of the mad demon, there has never been a fish that has slipped through the net.

"Haha! Solve it here, boy, is it up to you?"

Under the night, in the torrential rain, the figure shrouded in black robes shot towards here like an arrow from the string, and the raindrops the size of beans were all shocked back by his breath.

This volatility ...... It's a mid-level Spirit Venerable!

Deng Tong's cousin, a demon-level existence in the Southern Regions, Deng Yong!

Deng Yong, his whole body was shrouded in a wide black embroidered robe, his speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared between Ao Shuang and Deng Tong, and when he saw that his younger brother was like this now, he asked Ao Shuang angrily.

"Damn...... What the hell did you do to my brother, and why did he lose most of his blood?"

As a middle-level spirit venerable, Deng Yong saw his brother's abnormality at a glance, and under his rage, a sword full of ghostly light was suddenly grabbed by him in his hand, and on the tip of the sword, a tyrannical cold light overflowed, pointing directly at Ao Shuang.

Feeling the other party's words and the strong anger in his expression, a smile appeared on Ao Shuang's face, and he looked at the blood-drinking sword that had disappeared and became colorless, and said indifferently: "What do you ask me for? Do you think that I can beat him like this with a punch? Go ask your brother yourself, he will tell you the answer, and ......?"

Speaking of this, the words suddenly changed: "Don't point the tip of your sword at me, I don't like it, this feeling." ”

It's hard to imagine that now that he can't use any spiritual power, and he is even more arrogant alone, he dares to speak out in front of Deng Yong, who dares to argue with Yang Tiancheng even in the Southern Regions.

"What do you say? I don't like it? Huh...... Haha! Under my sword, I don't kill the nameless, report the name!"

Deng Yong laughed angrily, he really didn't understand, what gave the other party the courage to say this, did he really think that in the Great Wilderness World, with a little courage, he could walk sideways? The world is so big, there are countless strange people, and there are many existences, which he can't afford to provoke at all.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Couldn't he feel the majesty of his own pavilion?

"Why don't I let you experience the feeling you don't like even more?"

The cold sound was more shocking than the rain slapping on the face.

"Experience...... Yes...... You can make a move, but there will be things you don't expect......"

Ao Shuang smiled, not as sincerely as he smiled at his brother's red face, but ...... A kind of cold smile, at the same time, the cold glow is also surging in the depths of his eyes, he is not afraid of Jian Lingtian, let alone Deng Yong?

For a while, the scene was tense, and the breath of the two collided in the air to a degree that could not be seen by the naked eye, maybe in the next moment, Deng Yong would go up with his sword and slash the enemy in front of him angrily, and similarly, Ao Shuang might also launch a fierce offensive.

But at this moment, Deng Yong's weak and weak voice came into the ears of the two.

Deng ...... Deng Yong...... You me off...... I...... Deng Tong...... No need for your rescue and ...... Poor!"

Hearing this, Deng Yong's body trembled violently, and a hesitation representing 'remorse and anger' crossed his eyes, he looked at Ao Shuang and shouted angrily: "Isn't it a nameless junior?

Who is this person? This wave of fluctuation emanating from his body...... Far from vulgar!

Who is it?

Deng Yong began to try his best to search for the newly rising Tianjiao Feng Chu on the Lingyu Continent in his mental memory......

However, at this time, Ao Shuang was also stunned by Deng Tong's words, how could the two of them, who were brothers, seem to meet each other? Although, this is the first time in the past two days that he has heard so many words appear in Deng Tong's sentence.

Deng Yong...... Do you have ...... Hear me what I'm saying?!I said...... Get out of my sight, or ...... I'm ...... with my own hands Cough...... Personally...... Kill you!"

When the enemies saw each other, it was nothing more than drawing a knife in their eyes, but at this moment, Deng Tong, who was like a very powerful ghost, spoke more like the wail of a powerful ghost, and the murderous intent in his eyes was monstrous, and Ao Shuang really couldn't guess what happened between their brothers.

Even, even the cold stars on the ground resembled bloody swords, and it seemed that because of his anger, they began to reappear blood-like red.

Suddenly, Deng Yong lowered his head, except for the fact that there was no killing accident in his eyes, the long sword in his hand, and the spirit dissipated: "Brother, what happened back then...... I've explained to you countless times, the order of your parents, the words of the matchmaker, what can you do about it?"

"Fart! You're farting! Lotus's death...... I've ...... all my life will not forget, and ...... You don't deserve to call me brother, and I'll never call you brother again, don't you want to know...... Why did I become like this......? Haha......"

Deng Tong's desolate laughter spread throughout the mountains and forests, and many spirit beasts that acted at night were frightened away by his voice.

"Before leaving, I took out the family's forbidden weapon, the cold star like a bloody sword...... Haha, you've never seen it before, have you? You wouldn't have thought that its sword has a ...... Lotus's Blood ...... Scold...... Your blood will also appear on it......"

As he spoke, Deng Tong fell to the ground, and in his pupils, it seemed that the shadow of a young girl had been vaguely emerging, two lines of blood and tears flowed out, and his expression was like a gambler who was desperate for the world, and he could no longer ...... There is no sparkle that a living person has......