A finger is in the air, pinched in the hand for a long time, not let go at this time, and wait for when!

It was like a laser thrown out of Alai's fingertips, shooting straight at the center of Zhengyang's eyebrows, bursting and piercing, red blood and brains splashed from the hole, the lightsaber above his head dissipated, Zhengyang's eyes widened, and he still maintained the posture of condensing the heaven-given sword until he died, and fell straight backwards.

All the disciples of the Wanjie Sect were in an uproar again, and they saw that Ah Lai had been hiding in a panic for a long time, and with a little respite, Senior Brother Zhengyang was killed by one blow, and another blow, which was strange and creepy.

Ling Haochu stood in place, his face was surprisingly ugly, he knew in his heart that he didn't need to look at it anymore, his head was pierced, and there was no trace of life, Ling Haochu faintly regretted it at this time, he shouldn't be so careless, he led the team to kill a first-order small scattered cultivator, the person had not been killed, he had actually damaged the two junior disciples, and if he went back like this, he would definitely be scolded to death by the Elder Wanyue, no, there could be no more junior disciples killed, he decided to do it himself.

Relying on the secret help of Phantom, although some of them are not martial, but so what? Just because he was humiliated and angry, he beat several disciples of Wanjie Sect, and the head of Wanjie Sect sent people to kill him, and he sent second-order cultivators, and ten came to him, and he really looked up to himself, this world where martial arts are respected, there is no fairness at all, and now, he has killed two disciples of Wanjie Sect, Liang Zi is getting deeper and deeper, and he and this Wanjie Sect are still immortal.

"Boy, you are very good, you actually killed Senior Brother Zhengyang again, but this is the end of everything! Death in my hands is also worthy of your pride!"

"Emperor's Bell, Sacrifice!"

When Ling Haochu cursed in his mouth, a golden treasure bell quickly enlarged in Ah Lai's eyes, as if it was facing the wind, and it was like a long hood towards Ah Lai.

"It's not good", Ah Lai's heart is not good, and the invisible sword escape began to flash instantly, but the bell is like a psychic, no matter how Ah Lai dodges, it also changes, and still goes towards Ah Lai as a hood.

After dodging five times, the bell still completely covered Ah Lai's figure, and pressed Ah Lai to the ground heavily, and Ah Lai could no longer avoid it.

The angry Ah Lai hit the bell with a fist, the bell clanged, and the aftersound shook Ah Lai's ears with a roar, but it was useless, the bell was as steady as a mountain, and Ah Lai's small fist could not shake it in the slightest.

Zhong Nei's crazy squeezing power and corrosive power rolled, Ah Lai gritted his teeth and ran his mana to resist, Ah Lai knew in his heart that once he couldn't resist, he would be squeezed into meat puree, or even powder.

"Boy, don't waste your efforts, the power of the Natal Spirit Treasure of the second-order Wuyan cultivator is not something you can resist! It is estimated that this time, you are really going to be planted here. The old man said.

"Old Zamao, I'll throw you a female thunder, you are still embarrassed to speak, and what do you say don't rely on external forces, tell me earlier, I will take a few spiritual treasures from the bottom of the cliff, and it can also come in handy at this time!"

The force of squeezing and corrosion was still surging, and blood beads began to ooze out on the surface of Alai's skin all over his body, and Alai began to breathe.

"Emperor Bell, town. ”

Ling Haochu continued to pinch and cast spells, the runes on the surface of the bell body lit up layer by layer, the golden light shone, and the force of squeezing and corrosion in the bell became greater and greater.

Seeing that Ah Lai was covered by a big bell, Ah Ying burst into tears, shook off the phantom and took her hand like crazy, and jumped to the side of the big bell in a flash, and the small fist hammered on the bell like raindrops, and the side hammer cried: "Brother, Brother Alai......"

"Little girl, don't waste your efforts! In a moment, your brother will turn into a pool of blood, and his bones will be gone. But don't worry, I promised him that I would let you two go!" Ling Haochu said coldly.

At this time, Ah Ying's eyes were red, the tears that flowed out were as red as blood, his little fists were clenched tightly, and he glared at Ling Haochu fiercely, and Ling Haochu actually had a creepy feeling when he saw it, because that look was not like a person, let alone a teenage girl.

"If my brother dies, I'm going to tear all of you apart and let you bury my brother together!" Ah Ying said, his voice hoarse, cold without a trace of temperature.

Blood continued to seep out of the skin, and Alai's whole body seemed to be covered with a film of blood, breathing became more difficult, and the bones of his body began to gurgle when they were squeezed.

"Ah Lai boy, hold on! Don't waste the blood that comes out of your body, wipe it on your hands, all of it is painted on the body of the bell, and all of it is painted into a line, now, I will tell you the fourth wonder of Wanhua ancestral blood, that is, it is the nemesis of all immortal magic weapons, this bell Under normal circumstances, you can't break the bell, but the place where you have smeared Wanhua ancestral blood, it is not necessarily. Da Hong said calmly, sometimes, Da Hong is much more reliable than Lao Zamao.

Hearing this, Ah Lai raised his hand with difficulty, first wiped off the blood stains on his face, and smeared a handful of them in the bell, and then smeared all the blood from other parts of his body on a line in the bell, and the blood was smeared on the bell, making a loud noise, and bursts of green smoke rose in the bell.

After smearing, the blood and qi in the body were drumming with difficulty, and all the strength was condensed into the fist, Ah Lai roared, "Ah!" Hugh, Sheng, Injury, Du, the four fists came out together, all hit the line where they were smeared, and the four punches seemed to drain all of Ah Lai's strength.

The blood-colored fist burst out, the first punch, the inside of the bell is dented, the second punch, there is a trace of crack in the depression, the third punch, the crack is clearly visible, the fourth punch, after a loud "click", the emperor bell, broken.

At this time, Ah Lai's face was covered with blood beads that continued to ooze, like a bloody person.

"Poof!"

The natal magic weapon was broken, Ling Haochu spurted out a mouthful of old blood, looked at Ah Lai who looked like a bloody man blankly, and shouted in a lost voice: "How is it possible!" This bell is a spiritual treasure given by the elder himself, and then he was sacrificed and refined as a natal magic weapon, killing countless people, not to mention a first-order cultivator, he is a second-order Wuyan cultivator of the same level as himself, and he has killed one, no one can break the bell, how can it be, how can this be ruined by a first-order kid.

"Impossible!" Ling Haochu exclaimed again.

Seeing Ah Lai who broke the bell, Ah Ying's eyes retreated a little, and he was ecstatic, "Brother!" threw himself into Ah Lai's arms, "Brother, I know that you will be fine, if you really die, Ah Ying said that Ah Ying will kill them all!"

Touched Ah Ying's little face, left three blood marks on it, a red face, a mouthful of white teeth exposed, and said with a smile: "It's my brother who is not good, so I worry about the baby, but if you want to kill your brother, it's not so easy! Little girl, don't fight and kill at every turn, it's too violent, that's not what you should do." ”

Pulling Ah Ying behind him, Ah Ying looked at the stunned Ling Haochu and laughed: "Hahaha...... , as soon as the bell was broken, he wanted the life of the master, obviously, it was not enough, the cultivator, isn't it amazing?

The grievances in the bell, the heart of Ah Lai in the nest was on fire, at this time, the bell broke out, Ah Lai's nerves seemed to be crazy, and the invisible sword flashed to Ling Haochu's side, and Ling Haochu started a close hand-to-hand fight.

The natal magic weapon was broken, Ling Hao Chusi suffered very serious internal injuries, at this time, he was attacked by Alai closely, he couldn't pull out, he could only punch against Alai, foot to foot.

Although immortal cultivators are the most taboo to be close to him, but after all, there are too many differences in rank, and the mana of Yan Yan is improved and quenched, although Ah Lai has the blood of Wanhua Ancestor Quenching Body, but as a cultivator of the second order and five Yan, Ling Haochu's physique is not weaker than Ah Lai.

At this time, Ah Lai would not reason with him anymore, and even lost his mind a little, and punched frantically towards Ling Haochu, Ling Haochu was not to be outdone, and exchanged fists for fists, and Ling Haochu's fists were also like raindrops to greet Ah Lai.

The sternum collapsed and the ribs were broken...... , The situation of the two of them is no better than the other, the pain of broken bones and tendons, compared to the punch, much slighter, more than a year of punching and grinding, for the pain, Ah Lai's nerves have become very big, Ah Lai is more and more fierce, the blood on his face is more hideous, but Ling Haochu is more and more frightened, because, he feels that the vitality is beginning to pass, and if he continues like this, he knows that he may die, and a small first-order scattered cultivator will die together, this is really a big joke to spread out.

I didn't want to stalemate anymore, Ling Haochu actually had the intention of escaping, although it was very disgraceful to escape from the hands of a first-order scattered cultivator, but at least he could save his life, if he didn't escape, and he would die with this little first-order scattered cultivator, it would be even more of a joke.

Ah Lai felt that Ling Haochu was afraid, Ah Lai felt that Ling Haochu wanted to escape, laughed, laughed arrogantly, "Since you want to kill me, then you have to fill it with your life! If you want to escape, it is impossible." ”

With his left hand, he grabbed Ling Haochu's collar fiercely, although his fist began to weaken, although he was almost exhausted, but Ah Lai never thought of stopping, and his fighting spirit was still there, that is, if he didn't defeat the enemy, he would never give up!

The blood of the two of them flowed more and more, and their consciousness began to become blurred, the difference was that one was still full of fighting spirit, and the other was afraid in his heart, Ling Hao had killed many people at the beginning, but he had never encountered such a crazy opponent, this was simply a madman, a beast, at this time, Ling Hao regretted it to the extreme, and finally understood why he was dealing with a first-order casual cultivator, and the head of the sect sent himself to lead so many second-order cultivators. Thousands of shouldn't, never should, so big, I knew it was so, and began to gather all the juniors and disciples to kill him together, Xiuqi and Zhengyang, the two juniors and disciples, would not die, and now, their lives are worried.

Just in a panic, accidentally, Ling Haochu was hit by Ah Lai in the laryngeal bone, the trachea was punctured by the broken bone, and the blood in his mouth was gushing outward, Ling Haochu felt that the Grim Reaper was beginning to beckon him, and Ling Haochu knew that he was finished.

Ah Lai's consciousness was completely blurred, grabbing Ling Haochu's collar, his fist was still waving mechanically, and it hit Ling Haochu's breathless body continuously, after one punch, two punches, and three punches, Ah Lai no longer had any strength to support his body, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the last trace of consciousness in his heart was: "Ah Ying, Phantom Er, don't you!" I did my best, let's meet again in the next life, hehe, how did I suddenly find out, now I don't want to die at all?"