"Yang Ran!"

Looking at that figure, Shangguan Longxing suddenly gritted his teeth and said.

Yang Ran's face was expressionless, and the Holy Demon Nirvana was surrounded by fire, making him look like a fire god, stepping on the void and walking towards Shangguan Longxing step by step.

"You want to kill me?" Seeing Yang Ran's appearance, Shangguan Longxing's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and he said coldly.

The corners of Yang Ran's mouth set off a touch of Sen Ran's arc, and the vast true yuan quickly condensed in the palm of his hand.

"With your strength to turn to the Supreme Realm?" Shangguan Longxing laughed angrily, and just as he was about to make the first move, an unusually fierce wind came from behind him, causing his complexion to change, and he hurriedly turned around to meet him, his palms danced, and the powerful True Yuan formed an impermeable aura network in front of him.

"Bang bang!"

The dark silver corpse puppet's fist flicked, and every swing would bring a piercing and sharp sound of breaking wind, and the space would collapse, and pitch-black cracks would emerge.

"Bang!"

In the face of such a fierce attack of the dark silver corpse puppet, Shangguan Longxing also secretly complained in his heart, his body kept retreating, and the strength of the dark silver corpse puppet almost pressed him to the point of only defensive power.

"If it goes on like this, sooner or later it will be seriously injured in the hands of this corpse puppet, it seems that it can't be entangled anymore, bastard boy, remember this account, sooner or later, you will pay it back!"

Shangguan Longxing screamed viciously in his heart, and the palm wind suddenly strengthened, forcibly shaking off the attack of the dark silver corpse puppet, and his toes were a little void, and his body flew out upside down.

The figure was in mid-air, Shangguan Longxing's heart just breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of danger, violently permeated from the depths of his heart, and the cold hairs on his whole body stood upside down at this moment.

"Devil's Finger!"

Just when Shangguan Longxing's heart was filled with a sense of danger, a slight cold cheer brought up a little cold wind, which sounded quietly in Shangguan Longxing's ears like a ghost. Feeling the movement behind him, Shangguan Longxing's face turned pale in an instant, and Yang Ran's speed was faster than he expected.

"Bang!"

Shangguan Longxing, who reacted, hurriedly surged the true yuan in his body, but before he could completely form a defense behind it, as soon as his fingers were shrouded in colorful flames, they quietly fell on his back, and the terrifying energy surged out like a tide at this moment.

"Poof!"

After receiving such a heavy blow, Shangguan Longxing's pale face immediately surged with a touch of ruddy, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out!

And its figure was also a violent retreat, knocking into several strong people along the way, and the strength shook these unlucky guys so much that they sprayed several mouthfuls of blood.

The figure turned into an arc in mid-air and swept into the distance, and Shangguan Longxing, whose face was covered with blood, turned around with difficulty, and looked at Yang Ran who was getting farther and farther away with resentment, the resentful meaning was terrifying.

"Little bastard, if you don't take revenge, I, Shangguan Longxing, will be the master of a sect in vain, and in the future, I will definitely regret your actions today!"

Shangguan Longxing roared viciously in his heart, he was the one who would be avenged, Yang Ran was almost killed by Yang Ran on the spot, this revenge was enough for him to remember for a lifetime.

"Bang!"

Vicious thoughts flashed in his heart, and Shangguan Longxing's body also fell to the ground heavily, and after making a deep furrow on the ground, he slammed into the hard hall pillar, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Staggering and forcibly struggling to stand up, Shangguan Longxing's eyes looked through the chaotic crowd, glanced at Yang Ran with an indifferent face in the distance resentfully, turned around and left.

"Poof!"

Shangguan Longxing had just turned around, his body was indeed stiff, and a dark silver fist pierced out of his chest, and blood adhered to the dark silver arm, constantly dripping down.

Shangguan Longxing stared at the empty face in front of him, and he knew that Yang Ran had really moved his heart to kill him, and the latter had not given him any chance to take revenge at all.

"What a ruthless ......"

Blood foam overflowed from Shangguan Longxing's mouth, and vitality quickly flowed from his body, and then his stiff body slowly softened, and finally collapsed to the ground......

"You are to blame for everything......

Looking at Shangguan Longxing, who slowly collapsed, the indifference on Yang Ran's face gradually converged, he had no enmity with Shangguan Longxing, but the latter wanted to think that Shangguan Yu died at his hands, and wanted to put him to death in every possible way.

Killed Shangguan Longxing with thunder, Yang Ran beckoned the dark silver corpse puppet into the space spirit ring, Sword Venerable, Dream Immortal and others also flashed over, and the last few people gathered together again, looking at the chaos in the hall vigilantly.

"How is the corpse puppet? Are you okay?" Yang Ran glanced at the dream fairy and said.

"It's okay, I'll lure that corpse puppet somewhere else, although these things have the intention of killing, but they don't have the ...... of reason," the dream fairy smiled slightly.

Yang Ran nodded slightly, his gaze swept over the field.

"The Sky Swallowing Python and the Green Snake Clan each got a scroll, the Iron Fan Gate and the Yunying Clan also gained something, and two other scrolls fell into the hands of two powerful powerhouses. The Sword Venerable said softly from the side.

Hearing this, Yang Ran was stunned and nodded again, these forces are all prepared, and some of the other lone rangers also have real powerhouses, and it is not too strange that they can get the scroll.

"What now? Of the scrolls that are still being contested, there are only three scrolls left, and I don't know how many people have died for those three scrolls...... Do we need to grab some more?" said Mo Tianlun.

"If you grab some more, it will make those who didn't get the treasure lose their minds......" Yang Ran shook his head, frowned slightly, and said, "And these ten scrolls don't give me the feeling that they don't look like heaven-level martial arts......"

"What do you mean that these ten scrolls are all fake?" said the Sword Venerable and the others in shock.

"These scrolls are indeed powerful martial arts or exercises, but they shouldn't be heaven-level martial arts, I'm afraid we've all been trick......ed," Yang Ran's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered.

Hearing this, Mo Tianlun also frowned, his eyes turned, and he suddenly said, "Those guys from the Sin Tower...... What do you want to do?"

Yang Ran was stunned, and his eyes followed the line of sight of the immortal in his dream, but he saw that several evil tower powerhouses such as the Thirteen Pagoda Lords were actually surrounding, slowly walking towards the Saint Rank skeleton in the center of the main hall.

"What they're targeting is that Saint-Order skeleton?" said the Sword Venerable in a deep voice.

"Are you going to stop these guys?" said Tyrant with a quick try.

(End of chapter)