Looking at Ximen Bing's resolute expression, Spruce was not moved in the depths of his eyes, but indifferent.

Only by breaking off love, and only by selfish plunder, can Huanxi Sect step on the white bones and go to the temple.

Without any further hesitation, Spruce took out his mobile phone and dialed Uncle Shi's number, only Uncle Shi could deal with Yan Yangtian.

Yan Yangtian didn't speak, and when he called Spruce, the thirty-six Shura needles were slowly held in his hands.

The Shura needle has a dark color and emits a swarthy glow in the sunlight, which is terrifying.

You don't need to use magic weapons to kill Spruce at all, but it is too cheap to slap Spruce to death with one palm.

Seeing Yan Yangtian take out the Shura Needle, Ximen Bing's eyes suddenly shrank, and she could feel the terrifying power contained in the Shura Needle.

The snow silver sword was tightly held in her hand, and her expression was slightly nervous and she was on full alert.

The knife maniac didn't leave, holding half of the knife body, staring at Yan Yangtian deadly, once Ximen Bing was in danger, he would risk his life to save her!

Spruce also saw the Shura needle in Yan Yangtian's hand, and his heart became nervous, and while making a phone call, his footsteps moved backwards without a trace.

Yan Yangtian in the Great Grandmaster Realm put too much pressure on them!

Everyone in the ring also held their breath at this time, staring at the upcoming battle on the ring without blinking, and their hearts also rose to their throats.

"Shoot!!"

As soon as the call ended, Spruce shouted at Ximen Bing beside him as fast as he could.

Ximen Bing, which was as tight as a spring, screamed fiercely at the spruce, and reflexively launched an attack on Yan Yangtian.

The snow silver sword stabbed out like a silver dragon lightning, the distance seemed to be non-existent, the silver light flashed, and the tip of the sword had already reached Yan Yangtian's body.

In the early stage of Ximen's Ice Transformation Qi Realm, he was also a grandmaster, and he inherited the sword god, and he shot with all his might, and his power was undoubted.

The blade of the knife madness was half a beat slower before slashing at Yan Yangtian's head, but the knife roared down violently, as if it could split the void.

"Get out!!"

The terrifying power swept towards Ximen Bing, the knife was crazy, they didn't even have the strength to resist, they felt a huge force hit in their chests, as heavy as a mountain, pain struck, a mouthful of blood sprayed, and a miserable scream was like a kite with a broken line smashed down outside the ring.

"Bang bang!!"

Ximen Bing, the knife madness smashed to the ground almost at the same time, his body was like falling apart, it was difficult to move, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths again.

Compared to the injuries suffered by their bodies, they were even more shocked by Yan Yangtian's terrifying strength, and they didn't even have the slightest possibility of resisting.

"Spruce!"

In addition to being shocked, Ximen Bing immediately thought of spruce, which was Yan Yangtian's first target to kill.

They didn't seem to see the spruce shoot when they shot just now, what happened?

Ximen Bing's eyes quickly searched around.

Just saw the figure of the spruce rush out of the crowd and appear at the edge of the square, about to flee down the mountain.

But he quickly stopped, because Yan Yangtian was standing outside the square with a cold expression, waiting for him.

Spruce was a little unbelievable, Ximen Bing, the mad knife couldn't even stop Yan Yangtian for half a moment!

Ximen Bing's eyes were also full of disbelief, the spruce actually let them make a move to block Yan Yangtian and escape alone!

Spruce used Ximen Bing and the crazy knife as a shield to escape, Yan Yangtian was not surprised, if the people of the Huanxi Sect were affectionate and righteous, then the sun really came out of the west.

"Are you still running away?" Yan Yangtian asked coldly as he looked at the spruce.

"Don't run away. Spruce laughs worse than crying.

Immediately, without any hesitation, he knelt down in front of Yan Yangtianxia.

Although I am a disciple of the Huanxi Sect, I have never done anything to be sorry for my seniors, and my predecessors spared my life. ”

"Bang bang!!"

The spruce pleaded and kowtowed, his eyes full of panic.

Spruce knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy without any warning, and Ximen Bing's eyes couldn't help but swell with huge disappointment.

It seems that she has mistaken Spruce, not only ruthless and unrighteous, but also greedy for life and afraid of death, entrusting her life to such a person, it is simply a sadness.

"Scared?"

Looking at the spruce kowtowing and begging for mercy, Yan Yangtian's eyes did not fluctuate, and he would never forget his sister who closed her eyes in pain in his arms.

"Senior Yan spare your life! Senior Yan spare your life!"

The spruce seemed to be about to break the ground, and a large amount of blood had appeared on his forehead, and he pleaded in fear.

"Have you spared the maidens who have begged you?

Yan Yangtian stared at the spruce, the killing machine on his body exploded like a rolling torrent, and he shouted fiercely: "You are just the beginning, I, Yan Yangtian, swear to destroy the Huanxi Sect, and not one will be left!"

"Sneer—"

Thirty-six Shura needles turned into thirty-six black rays of light and shrouded the spruce, and the whistling sound of breaking the sky resounded through the void.

"Ahh

Spruce roared in fear, and the folding fan in his hand also swung out like lightning, and the air flow surged to resist the flying Shura needle.

"Puff ......"

The folding fan in Spruce's hand was like papier-mâché, and the Shura needle penetrated the folding fan into his body.

"Ahhh......h

Shura needle into the body, quickly swam in the spruce's body, piercing his body with thousands of holes, and the intense pain seemed to be Ling Chi.

The spruce whined and rolled on the ground, like a ghost, without a trace of grace.

The spruce's terrible fate frightened all the warriors in the square, their faces were pale, and their eyes fled down the mountain with fear.

Spruce's wail continued, blood staining him into a bloody man.

"Kill me! kill me! please...... Kill me...... Ahhhh......h

Yan Yangtian turned around indifferently and walked back, swept his body, flew to the stands, and sat on the chair where Ximen Bing was sitting.

Ximen Bing, the mad knife had already risen from the ground, and their faces were equally pale to the point that there was no trace of blood.

Seeing the spruce in such pain, Ximen Bing's eyes also flashed with pain, and the snow silver sword in his hand turned into a silver light, shooting at the spruce like lightning, ending his life.

After killing the spruce, Ximen Bing looked at Yan Yangtian and said with a miserable smile: "Come on, if you want to kill it, you can do whatever you want!

"Killing you is just a matter of moving your fingers. Yan Yangtian's gaze fell on Ximen Bing's face, and he sneered disdainfully.

Without waiting for Ximen Bing to speak, Yan Yangtian continued: "If you want to die in my hands, you will come to the Jiang family in two days, and I will be all you." ”

"I'm here today just to tell you that the life of Yihe Sword King is mine, and no one else can interfere. ”

After speaking, Yan Yangtian no longer paid attention to Ximen Bing, and looked at a car that was coming up at a rapid speed halfway up the mountain, and the corners of his mouth swept up with a cold arc.

Killing a martial artist in the realm of a great grandmaster, how many cards of heavenly dao power can be increased?