A trace of fierce aura emerged, and the surface of Qin Yang's body began to burn with blazing white flames, only on the tongue of fire, there was a hint of orange red.

The burning sycamore flame in the body completely let go of the restraints, and no longer spent energy to control it, but let the flames scorch and quench the flesh from the inside out.

While liberating some of the energy, it also covered the body with sycamore flames and increased the power of killing.

Hua Xiangrong is a Qi refining cultivator, and his physical body is much stronger than that of mortals, but he is not known how many times worse than the body refining cultivator of the Eight Classics, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have almost been burned to charcoal by the Sycamore Flame.

Yang Fan didn't know what evil sect method he cultivated, it didn't seem that he was a body refining cultivator, but his physical strength was far beyond that of a qi refining cultivator, and his vitality was extremely tenacious.

Qin Yang blasted out with a punch, and the fist was accompanied by a destructive thunderbolt, and he couldn't even kill him with one punch.

Now, the two of them are injured and injured, it is impossible to escape, in such a place where they cannot fly, it all depends on their feet, and no one can escape Qin Yang's pursuit.

Qin Yang is strong, and only by working together to kill Qin Yang first can they survive.

Qin Yang slowly stepped out and walked towards the two of them step by step, unhurried, but the faces of the two became more and more solemn.

The dead body stood in front of Hua Xiangrong, surrounded by lifelessness, gloomy and dead silence, full of resentment, rising to the sky, gray smoke, conjuring countless distorted human faces, crazy curses and wails, roaring at Qin Yang.

Hua Xiangrong lowered her head slightly, her face was scorched, and her painful face was distorted, but her eyes were cold, she seemed to be enduring severe pain, and her heart was very calm, and a silver light hovered on her wrist, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to move.

And the blood on Yang Fan's body was like a spring, and after flowing to the ground, it escaped, turning the surrounding area of dozens of zhang into a blood-churning place.

"Click......

In the deadly atmosphere, Qin Yang's footsteps could be heard clearly, and every step was like stepping on the heartbeat drum beat of the two of them.

When Qin Yang was about to walk a hundred feet away in front of the two of them, Qin Yang's figure suddenly disappeared.

After blinking, I saw where Qin Yang was standing just now, a deep footprint appeared on the ground, and the hard black stone under his feet, like a crisp bluestone slab, instantly shattered several feet!

But the land here can't withstand the force of Qin Yang's kick!

Hua Xiangrong and Yang Fan felt that the crisis was coming, and the crisis was like a drumbeat, flashing and emerging.

Suddenly, the faces of the two changed in unison.

In this realm, the spiritual sense skyrocketed, the perception was extremely sharp, Qin Yang's momentum was like a rainbow, and the killing machine was undisguised, in this case, no matter who Qin Yang killed first, the two of them would feel it first, this is the realm of the cicada prophet before the autumn wind arrives.

But at this moment, the sense of crisis in my heart seems to be the ebb and flow of the tide, ups and downs, and in the blink of an eye, it will rise and fall several times.

In other words, in the blink of an eye, Qin Yang's goal is to switch between the two more than a dozen times!

Neither of them was sure who Qin Yang was going to attack first.

The person who refines the body, although he has the supernatural power derived from the body, but the strongest, but it is still an indestructible body, relying on the body, hard resistance to sword qi aura, hard resistance to magic weapon killing, but it will also give birth to the power of the dragon elephant, and between the gestures, it will be wrapped in the most terrifying pure power.

The two of them had seen it just now, and with the situation of the two of them at this moment, if they were close to Qin Yang, no one would be able to stop Qin Yang's iron fist.

At this moment, no one expected that Qin Yang would play such a hand after making a move.

For a while, the two couldn't care about it at all, so they could only fight back at the same time.

The silver light shone brightly, turning into a storm of blades of light, and slashing forward.

The blood wave rolled, jumped more than ten feet, and strangled forward.

However, at the moment of the shot, the crazy fluctuating crisis sense in the hearts of the two suddenly dissipated.

The silver blade of light, the blood waves rolled, and when they strangled away, there was nothing in front of them......

The two turned around instantly, but saw Qin Yang appear more than a hundred zhang away from the side, pinching the neck of the dead body with one hand and carrying it in mid-air.

The limbs of the dead body were twisted into strange shapes, and it was obviously impossible to move, and the blazing white flames enveloped the dead body, burning all the dead qi and resentment in its body.

No matter how hard the dead body struggled, it couldn't break free at all, and those dead and resentful qi couldn't even break through the scorching sycamore flames on the surface of Qin Yang's body.

The Sycamore Flame is a spiritual fire that evolved by the Bird Tail Flame and burned the Divine Tree Sycamore for 10,000 years, although it is not a sacred fire, a yin and evil nemesis, but it also has a trace of the wonder of the Sycamore Divine Flame, plus it is a scorching spiritual fire, how can it be broken through by a mere dead anger.

"The old woman slept well in the coffin, and was dug up by you and turned into a dead body, which still maintains its original appearance, I'm afraid that your dead body has not yet been cultivated, and I will do a good deed today to let the old woman rest in peace." ”

Qin Yang carried the dead body in one hand, the flames on the surface of his body suddenly soared, the blazing white halo was sheng, and there was a wisp of orange on the tongue of fire, shining and flying, like a divine bird in the fire, spreading its wings and wanting to fly.

After a few struggles, he turned to charcoal, unable to struggle again.

At this time, Qin Yang suddenly felt that he was able to use his skills.

This means that Hua Xiangrong has indeed not completely turned into a dead body, and it also means that her control over the dead body has completely dissipated at this moment, and this dead body has completely turned into a corpse.

As soon as the thought moved, he used his skills, and after touching out a blue skill book, Qin Yang casually threw the dead body aside, held a blue ball of light, and slapped it on his head casually.

On the other side, Hua Xiangrong and Yang Fan's faces were a little ugly.

Who would have thought that Qin Yang's seemingly murderous attack, the killing machine constantly switching between the two, was not at all to confuse the two, so that the two of them could not be sure who they were going to deal with.

It was a pure false move, which made the two of them jealous, and they took care of one and the other, so that Qin Yang could take the opportunity to kill the dead first.

It was just that momentary confusion and momentary hesitation gave Qin Yang enough opportunity and time to easily kill the dead first.

The strength of the dead body is not good, but it can barely join the battle, one more person, the more strength, not to mention the dead body with rough skin and thick flesh, and a broken neck can continue to fight.

And the perception is even keen, Qin Yang pretends to be dead, even if there is a time to transfer flowers and trees, the withered and dead aura emitted can be seen through by the dead body at a glance.

Close combat, this most acute perception, can be of great use.

But now, in the blink of an eye, he hit the street first.

The two of them looked at the coke that Qin Yang casually threw aside, and felt a chill in their hearts.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ground under Qin Yang's feet was once again blasted open by the terrifying force of the shock when Qin Yang stepped on his feet, and Qin Yang's figure disappeared in an instant.

All of a sudden, the silver light rose into the sky, and the flower wanted to accommodate countless silver lights around it, turning into a crescent-like blade of light, protecting it in all directions, like a meat grinder, strangling everything that dared to approach.

This move is useless for others, but it is extremely useful for Qin Yang, who has a huge threat at close range.

"Dingding......

The dense sound of gold and iron resonating together formed a sharp and long roar, which was extremely harsh.

In the silver light, Qin Yang carried a black cauldron on his head, walking through the silver light rain, although the speed was fast, it was not so fast that it disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when Qin Yang appeared, a cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he suddenly stepped on the blood wave under him.

Suddenly, the blood wave jumped more than ten zhang high, like the wave of a mountain torrent, pressing towards the place where Qin Yang was.

And Hua Xiangrong's eyes flashed, and he immediately cooperated with Yang Fan's attack, and the silver light turned from defense to offense, like a silver tornado, buckled down, enveloping Qin Yang inside.

The blood wave slapped down, turning into a blood-colored hand more than ten zhang large, and violently discharged into the silver blade tornado.

The bloody hand was strangled and shattered by the silver blade, but it did not dissipate directly, but turned into a whole and turned into a blood mist, and along the gap between the silver light blades, with a sudden sound, it enveloped Qin Yang.

It's just a black cauldron, which can withstand the storm of silver light blades, but it can't resist the pervasive blood mist.

In an instant, under the black cauldron, a deafening roar sounded, and Qin Yang waved the black cauldron and turned wildly.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The earth shattered, the silver blades flew up, and the blood mist was forced to retreat a little, and the violent power fluctuations turned into ripples, spreading wildly towards the surroundings.

Yang Fan snorted vigorously, and the blood that escaped under his feet suddenly converged, turned into a blood dragon, and rushed into the blood mist.

However, at this moment, Yang Fan's heart suddenly became alarmed, his hair was dying in an instant, and a great terror between life and death instantly enveloped his whole body.

I didn't have time to think about it, and my body instinctively jumped up.

But the moment he just jumped up, he saw a burning hand in his abdomen, extending from his belly.

Yang Fan screamed in pain, his eyes were red, his thoughts moved, and the blood in his abdomen resisted, and behind him, a demon head with blood gathered appeared.

The next moment, the hand that ran through the abdomen disappeared.

Yang Fan turned around, and there was a bowl-sized blood hole in his upper right abdomen, and the wound did not bleed, but had been burned to charcoal, which directly stopped the bleeding of the wound.

Qin Yang stood dozens of zhang away, holding a piece of blood-filled liver in his hand, allowing the burning sycamore flame on his body to turn this liver into flying ashes, and when he looked at Yang Fan, he looked sorry.

And at this time, the "Qin Yang" in the silver light and blood mist grinned, and waved the black cauldron violently, turning the black cauldron into a sharp blade and throwing it towards the real Qin Yang.

At this time, the blood mist and the silver light staggered together, and the body of "Qin Yang" disappeared with a bang, leaving only a single hair, and in an instant, it was completely disappeared by strangulation.

Qin Yang looked at the flying black cauldron, motionless, and looked at the two quietly.

It wasn't until the black cauldron that flew rapidly in front of him that Qin Yang reached out in vain and grabbed the edge of the black cauldron violently.

"Bang!"

A dull loud sound came out in Qin Yang's palm, and both feet sank into the ground three inches, which showed the power of this black cauldron flying.

"I only have such a magic weapon that can be used as a shield, why don't you stop it?" Qin Yang grinned, quite surprised, the two of them were so vigilant that they didn't intercept it at all.

The ruddy color on Yang Fan's face faded rapidly, and his breath was constantly weakening, he had been picked two waists before, and now even his liver had been removed, if he hadn't reacted quickly, Qin Yang had already pierced the back of his heart with a blow just now, crushing his heart.

However, without two waists and livers, he is not dead, and he still has the strength to fight, which has already shocked Qin Yang, this vitality is really terrifying.

And in the distance, Hua Xiangrong's eyes were shining with cold light, full of fear, if it weren't for the fact that there was no way to escape, and if she fought hard, she couldn't fight Qin Yang, who had at least ninety percent of her combat power, she would have run away a long time ago.

"Insidious and cunning, unexpected, I really underestimated you!" Hua Xiangrong's voice was cold, but there was a trace of jealousy in the original voice without emotional fluctuations.

"Yes, I didn't expect to be deceived by you from the beginning. Yang Fan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and before this mouthful of blood landed, it flew to the blood hole in the abdomen, turning into a layer of blood light, blocking the blood hole.

From the first blow, the beginning of the killing body, it is in the layout, as a body cultivator, the control of the physical body is absolutely terrifying, and it is impossible to control the flow rate of one's own blood.

But it is not that in order to speed up the impact speed, it is necessary to rely on the power of the shock, and this kind of impact method, the speed will indeed be accelerated, but it will lose control.

For a monk, control is the first element, and strength is secondary.

But in the first blow, Qin Yang achieved the result, killing his body in seconds with one blow, which made the two immediately understand that Qin Yang lost that bit of control, but gained stronger speed and strength, and the blessing of this speed and power allowed him to kill his dead body.

In other words, the little bit of control that was lost was dispensable for Qin Yang.

And the second attack, the moment it rushed out, the force of the counterattack shattered the earth again, lifting up large pieces of rubble, even more exaggerated than the first blow.

Who would have thought that this time it was simply a disguise, and at the moment of rushing out, the real Qin Yang had already hidden behind those huge gravels, and along with the largest gravel, he flew towards the side.

At the same time as the breath was constricted, there was another doppelganger, which hit the vicinity of Hua Xiangrong.

With the previous record of killing the body in seconds with one blow in the front, who dared to be distracted by the two of them to care about the surroundings, they couldn't find out that the real Qin Yang was already hidden on the side.

The strength of the clone is not good, and if you face any of these two people, you will be killed, but who made this black pot too hard, as long as it can be blocked with the black pot, you are not afraid of being killed at all.

The doppelganger only needs to attract attention and make a huge noise, the greater the power fluctuation, the better, and it is enough to be a cannon fodder tank to attract firepower.

Therefore, the moment Yang Fan shot with all his might, the real Qin Yang did not hesitate to make a move.

It's a pity that this thing didn't drop in seconds......

It just blew him out of the liver......

Qin Yang was full of regrets, because of this kind of trick, there was only one chance.

"Qin Yang, if you kill me, it won't do you any good, I know you want to get the Secret Book of the Burial Sea, but unfortunately, the treasure scroll that records the Secret Book of the Sea of Burial is not on me at all. Yang Fan bent down slightly, the blood on his face quickly disappeared, and his breath continued to decline.

"The treasure scroll is in my father's mausoleum, as long as you stop making peace with me, I can make an oath and take you to get the treasure scroll!"

Qin Yang groaned for a moment, with a serious expression.

"No, I still think it's best to kill you, I don't believe a word of what you say. ”

"The surname is Qin, don't force me, it's not good for everyone!" Yang Fan had a gloomy face, his eyes were blood-red, and he was already a little crazy.

On the other side, Hua Xiangrong also retreated slightly, with fear in his eyes, his voice was cold, and between his words, he also had the meaning of admitting defeat.

"Qin Yang, stop here, from now on, the grievances will be eliminated, if I run away now, you may not be able to leave all the two of us behind, are you here to kill me, or stay and kill him?"

Hua Xiangrong stepped back little by little, staring at Qin Yang.

Qin Yang was slightly stunned, what this girl said made sense.

If the two of them flee separately, they will definitely stay and kill Yang Fan first, but Yang Fan's vitality is extremely tenacious, who knows how long it will take to kill him.

As long as Yang Fan drags on a little longer, Hua Xiangrong's footsteps are not as good as his own, and there is hope to escape after all.

Although there is not much hope......

"Well, what you said makes a lot of sense, why don't we try? I'll let you run first, and then chase you after I kill Yang Fan?" Qin Yang said very casually, and he didn't care whether Hua Xiangrong ran away or left.

Either way, it's a dilemma for them.

She fled, leaving only Yang Fan, who was already seriously injured, and Qin Yang's certainty of killing him would skyrocket in an instant.

And if she doesn't escape, who knows what hole cards the two of them have, and it's easy to hurt the two.

can kill two people at the same time, which is a chance to open five or five.