Chapter Seventy-Seven: Defeat, Defeat Again

The sword rises to the top, and the evil ghost fights the demon god. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the martial arts field, Wang Yang Gengri looked at Ding Buer, first there was the hatred of killing his brother, then there was the hatred of humiliation, the former hatred and the new hatred, it was difficult to suppress the anger, the sword intent rose, and he vowed to kill the person in front of him.

"Let's shoot!"

In the face of Wang Yang's murderous intent, Ding Buer was not afraid, and said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Die!

No longer kept, the Soul Eater Ghost Sword flew into the hands of Wang Yang Gengri, and the first meeting was a great move, the sword swinging the netherworld, wanting to turn the battlefield into a netherworld hell, and kill Ding Buji.

Seeing this, Ding Buji knew that the power of the ghost sword should not be underestimated, and as soon as Yuan Gong mentioned it, the meter on his waist was instantly unsheathed, gushing out with boundless blood-colored evil qi, turning the surrounding body into a Shura battlefield, and the ghostly ghost qi was impacted by the boundless evil qi and cleansed.

"Chill Glance!"

Ji Du knife moves, the first of the six tricks of Ao Han is cold, a knife that is overwhelming, and the reappearance of the dust, this knife move has reached simplicity under the modification of Ding Buer, and because of simplicity and complexity, it has become the peak magic knife.

"Boom!"

Netherworld Killing Sword, Chilling Demon Knife, Hell Demon Fighting Shura Demon God, the extreme converged, there was a loud bang, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the victory or defeat was decided.

"You're defeated!"

Ding Buji returned to the sheath, the blood in his eyes dissipated, and he looked at Wang Yang Gengri, who was kneeling on the ground with a sword, and said lightly.

"Wow, haha, haha, I actually lost, defeated!"

A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, Wang Yang Gengri looked like a mad demon, the Soul Eater Ghost Sword seemed to feel something, and the ghostly ghost qi continued to pour into Wang Yang Gengri's body.

"No, I'm not defeated!"

Under the infusion of ghostly energy, Wang Yang's body suddenly changed, and he roared and stood up.

At this time, Wang Yang Gengri no longer had the appearance of the previous handsome swordsman, ghost lines appeared on his face, the pupils in his eyes disappeared, and they became pitch black, and endless ghost qi was hidden in it, and the soul was seizing.

Seeing Wang Yang Geng Yue's abnormal changes, Ding Buer's eyes showed surprise, but he didn't have much worry in his heart, even if Wang Yang Geng Ri turned into a real ghost, Ding Buer also had the confidence to kill ghosts.

Wang Yang Gengri's mutation ended quickly, and the dark ghost stared at Ding Buer and laughed in horror: "Ji Ji, I want to thank you a lot, Ding Bu'er, under your stimulation, my ghost body has finally awakened, in order to thank you, I will end your life with one move, and let you experience the pain of the evil ghost devouring soul!"

Hearing Wang Yang Gengri's words, Ding Buer sneered: "Hehe, don't be ashamed, your blind self-confidence has successfully angered me!"

"Truly, isn't it, you'll know right away!"

Under the blessing of the Nether Ghost Body, the Soul Devouring Ghost Sword in Wang Yang Geng Ri's hand became more and more demonic, emitting countless terrifying ghost screams.

"Ghost Sword, Ghost King's Fury!"

The body moves, the sword comes out, the gods are terrified, and the soul eater sword carries the wrath of the ghost king, and slashes Ding Fuji.

"Cold Blade Ice Heart!"

Ding Buer knew that Wang Yang Gengri's move was powerful, and he didn't dare to be rash, the blood sea demon skill in his body was running to the limit, and at the same time, the undefeated demon body was blessed, and the terrifying Shura demon shadow behind him suddenly appeared, and Ji Du came out of the sheath again, and his body turned into an endless sea of blood, and the sword qi and blood sea set off the waves, and the final form of the six tricks of Ao Han was towards the anger of the ghost king.

This is a unique style, which has far exceeded the limit of the grandmaster of the Transformation God Realm, that is, the ordinary Void God Realm great master has to retreat when he sees it, it can be said that as long as the two of them do not die today, they can both rank among the young generation of Tianjiao and the strongest in the world.

The battle is unique, the wind and clouds are shaking, and the sky is pouring down, if you want to extinguish the fire of the two people, a battle of life and death, there is no luck, it is necessary to decide the victory or defeat.

There was no sound, and after the sword slashed, the rain stopped, and Ding Buer and Wang Yang and Geng Ri stood with their backs to each other.

"Wow!"

Although the undefeated demon body is strong, Ding Buer is not immune to trauma, but fortunately, he has a deep foundation and is not seriously injured, rubbing away the remaining blood on his lips, Ding Buer sneered: "Hehe, what about awakening the ghost body, you are still defeated!"

Hearing Ding Buer's words, Wang Yang Gengri couldn't support it anymore, his knees fell to the ground, blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and the strange state brought by the ghost body had disappeared, and Wang Yang Gengri, who was kneeling on the ground, showed unwillingness to despair and smiled bitterly: "Hehe, since you won, why do you want to humiliate me again, kill me, I only hate that I can't avenge my brother in this life!"

After speaking, Wang Yang Gengri's mind came to mind the promise he made with his younger brother when he was a child.

"Brother, when we grow up, we must become the best in the world!"

When he was a child, Wang Yang Geng Yue said to his brother Wang Yang Geng Ri.

"Hehe, fool, there is only one number one in the world, where will there be two people!"

Wang Yang Gengri touched his brother's head lovingly and said with a smile.

"Yes, then you will be the first in the world, and I will be the second in the world, and then we will develop the family together into the most powerful force in the world, so that my father will not be so tired!"

Hearing his brother's words, Wang Yang Gengyue buckled his little head in a daze, and after a while, he said loudly again.

"Good!"

Hearing his younger brother's words, Wang Yang Gengri also had some longing and spoke.

"We pull the hook, and we will not change for 10,000 years!"

"Okay, it won't change for 10,000 years!"

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One word of promise, why did he end up leaving himself alone, and now he can't even achieve revenge, how can he not despair and be unwilling.

Ding Buer saw Wang Yang Gengri's tragic situation, threw out a jade spirit pill at Wang Yang Gengri's feet, and said coldly: "Since you are unwilling, why bother to die, this jade spirit pill can relieve your injuries and save your life, as for you to avenge your brother, but you are looking for the wrong person, it was the Wind Chasing Sword Saint who killed your brother, not me, I will say all I say, if you still want to seek revenge from me, just take care of your injuries and come back!"

After speaking, Ding Buer walked away directly. As for why he didn't kill Wang Yang Gengri, Ding Buer also had his own considerations, first of all, this Wang Yang Gengri was a disciple of the Sword Sect, and now killing him in front of everyone was undoubtedly asking for trouble for himself; Of course, even if this Wang Yang Gengri is not afraid to seek revenge against himself in the future, he is not his opponent now, and with his own strength to increase his speed, this Wang Yang Gengri will come to seek revenge against himself again It is just a delivery.

Hearing Ding Buer's words, the despair in Wang Yang Gengri's eyes was unwilling to disappear, looked at Ding Buer's back, and said loudly with gratitude: "Thank you, I owe you a life, and when I take revenge, I will pay it back to you!"

"No, you don't!"

Ding Buer replied lightly, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he knew in his heart that his plan had worked.

Of course, Wang Yang Gengri didn't know Ding Buer's thoughts, at this time, he was only grateful to Ding Buer, thinking of Ding Buer's words, he hated in his heart: "Chasing the Wind Sword Saint, yes, I won't let you go!" picked up the jade spirit pill at his feet and put it in his mouth, seeing that the jade spirit pill turned into a powerful medicinal power at the entrance, Wang Yang Gengri hurriedly meditated cross-legged and breathed to repair the injury.

Outside the field, everyone saw Ding Buji coming back, as if they saw the demon god, they were shocked, and they couldn't help but secretly congratulate themselves that they were lucky that they didn't fight him, it was simply self-inflicted.

However, although Xuan Minghu was also surprised by Ding Buer's strength, he thought that Ding Buer was a friend he had made, and if Ding Buer won, it would mean that his side had won, so he was also very happy, and greeted Ding Buer and praised: "Haha, Brother Ding, you have impressed me today!"

As for Xuan Ming's mood at this time, he didn't expect that Wang Yang Gengri, who was so powerful, would be defeated, and he would be defeated so badly, but he couldn't ignore Wang Yang Gengri, who was seriously injured, and ordered his subordinates to find someone to treat him with a blue face, and then he threw his hands and left.

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