Hearing the calm tone of the Twelfth Night of Kong Ming, the demonized Yang Zhentian did not dare to act even more.

And seeing that Yang Zhentian was still standing in place after a long time and didn't make a move, Kong Ming Twelve Nights shook his head slightly, slowly pulled the two treasure knives in the yellow sand off the ground, and said at the same time:

"Since you still can't dispel your worries and hesitate, then I won't wait for you anymore.

Yang Zhentian, I promised you to give you a ride before. Although you are demonized now, you may not remember much about the past. But I will also try to fulfill the promise I made to you before and give you a ride.

Directly to Huangquan !!"

As soon as the word Huangquan fell, the slightly emaciated figure of the Twelfth Night of Kong Ming immediately turned into a sharp arrow made of qi waves and yellow sand, and rushed straight towards Yang Zhentian's direction!

However, although the physical skills of the Twelve Nights of Empty Brightness were unmatched among ordinary foundation building cultivators, his speed was nothing to Yang Zhentian after demonization.

Just when Yang Zhentian was on the side of his body, dodging the yellow sand that had been transformed by the Twelve Nights of Kongming, his feet that had just landed suddenly felt a biting coldness!

With this coolness, without any warning, Yang Zhentian's knees weakened, and the whole person fell down!!

And at the moment when Yang Zhentian was about to fall to the ground, two blood-colored cold lights actually broke out of the yellow sand and stabbed straight towards his neck!

Seeing these two blood sword cold rays that were almost close at hand, his whole body was covered with blood, and Yang Zhentian's pupils, which had far more control ability than ordinary people's bodies, shrank, and then, without any leverage, he actually bent his upper body back a full ninety degrees!

Under this kind of posture that ordinary people would never be able to make, the two blood swords that were supposed to cut off Yang Zhentian's head almost rubbed his cheeks and rushed into the sky!

When Yang Zhentian was shocked by these two detached swords that suddenly flew out of the yellow sand, a piece of yellow sand dozens of meters in front of him began to surge violently like boiling water.

After only two breaths, a familiar figure emerged from the yellow sand!

Seeing that Kong Ming Twelve Nights had appeared so magnificently so close to him, Yang Zhentian instinctively wanted to rush forward and drink it to eat blood and meat!

But when he was about to get back up, he shook his body and fell to the ground heavily!

It was only at this time that Yang Zhen discovered that his feet had detached from his legs at some point!

At this time, his two blood-drenched severed feet were standing lonely in the yellow sand, blown by the wind and sand!

Just when Yang Zhentian was shocked by the scene in front of him, the voice of the Twelve Nights of Kongming slowly sounded in front of him:

"Although this sandbar realm is a great place in the eyes of countless cultivators, to me, it is a truly blessed land. ”

As he spoke, Kong Ming Twelve Nights slowly shook his right hand in mid-air.

With his slow grip, a large amount of yellow sand seemed to be drawn by invisible thin threads, and the grains were concentrated towards his palm.

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhentian was shocked again, he immediately collected his mind, and tightened his control of the blood at the severed foot to extend towards his two severed feet.

Seeing this scene on the twelfth night of Kong Ming, he continued as if he didn't care at all:

"The yellow sand of this sandbar realm is not only abnormally hard, far better than iron and stone, but also has the miraculous effect of blocking the divine sense.

My own five senses were damaged, I had no killing intent, and I learned the hidden qi technique of Shadow Moon Flow, and I was almost invisible in this yellow sand. It's no wonder that you think that the yellow sand qi wave I created with the sand control technique before is my true body. ”

Hearing that Kong Ming said such a passage in the twelfth night, he was stunned when he was busy focusing on the demonized Yang Zhentiandeng, who was breaking his foot, and it didn't take long for him to react, and said intermittently in an unskilled human voice:

"It turns out ... The yellow sand rushing towards me just now is an illusion deliberately created by you using the art of sand control. Your purpose is to make me think that your true body is in the yellow sand.

And in fact, your real body has already escaped under the yellow sand through the shield of the yellow sand, and at the moment when I avoided the yellow sand, my psychological defense was the weakest. Suddenly shot from under my feet and cut off the ankles of both of my feet!"

When Yang Zhentian finally finished saying this, the sand ball in Kong Ming Twelve's hand gradually condensed and formed, slowly turning into the shape of a giant sword.

While stroking the newly formed sand giant sword in his hand, he said lightly:

"This sand control technique is infinitely useful, although I can't use the desert storm that was enough to kill you before, but as long as you can't tell my specific location in this yellow sand, I can use this sand escape technique to cut off the flesh and blood on your body piece by piece.

If I can't kill you with one sword, I'll cut you with two swords.

If two swords can't kill you, I'll stab you with ten thousand swords!

I really want to know how many sword !! can your blood-shot demon body that is comparable to the incorporeal realm can resist me."

PS: Thank you for the cold and cold red envelopes.