Shout!

An arrow shot out of the building, as fast as a white horse passing through a gap, but with the momentum of thunder, it went straight to the white-shirted youth.

With a bang, a black shield flew out of the sleeve of the white-shirted young man, blocking the arrow, but countless cracks appeared in an instant, and then it disintegrated silently.

The bewitching young man raised his eyebrows, looked at the arrow that swept back into the building, and said in surprise: "It turned out to be a heavy sky arrow!"

As soon as the words fell, he swept towards the building.

Choke!

A sword light like water suddenly appeared on the roof of the building, falling above the head of the demonic youth, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, running through more than ten zhang.

The demonic young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he retreated like lightning, and at the same time, a halberd appeared in his hand, and he struggled to slash forward, and in an instant, he was full of light, only to hear a loud bang, and the entire building cracked from it, and the falling rainbow sword qi was also dispersed.

Thundered.

The building, which had split in half, collapsed and became in ruins.

In the smoke and dust, a person slowly walked out, holding a Qingshuang sword in his hand.

This is a middle-aged scribe, with a thin body, a face full of yellow sand, and dust, as if he had arrived here in the starry night.

The demonic young man narrowed his eyes, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "You shouldn't have come back, since the day you left the Deer God Mountain Villa, you have already been a dead person here." ”

Annoyance flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, and he said in a deep voice: "You are not qualified to say that I am not worthy of being a person from the Deer God Mountain Villa now!"

"Quite the opposite. The evil smile on the face of the demonic young man grew bigger and bigger, and he said: "Now I am the real master of the Deer God Villa, I will revive the majesty of the Deer God and let the name of the Deer God Villa spread throughout the thirty-six spiritual mountains." ”

The anger in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe became stronger and stronger, and he said coldly: "You are destroying the Deer God Villa, stop it, let everyone go, and go back to the mountain with me." ”

The demonic young man sneered and said: "When things happen here, I will naturally go back to the mountain, you came back today, presumably not to talk to me, don't talk nonsense, do it, kill you, I still have a lot to do." ”

"Obsessed!"

The middle-aged scribe shouted angrily, and the Qingshuang Sword in his hand swung thirty-six sword flowers, each of which seemed to be heavy as a mountain, and the suppression made the void hum.

The demonic young man sneered, and the halberd in his hand swept across, like a dragon swinging its tail, turning over the river and the sea, and where it passed, the sword flowers broke one by one, and they couldn't stop it.

The middle-aged scribe frowned, a look of surprise in his eyes.

The demonic young man said proudly: "See, this is the power of the deer god." ”

"Crooked Evil Dao!" the middle-aged scribe snorted heavily, and the Qingshuang sword in his hand shot out, submerging into the sky, and with his sword finger, a cloud of obsidian appeared in the sky, like a sun, suppressing the demonic youth.

The demonic youth sneered again, and the halberd rose and stabbed at Bai Yao, and a mysterious force rose from the halberd, instantly shattering Bai Yao.

The middle-aged scribe was shocked and roared, "You actually fused that thing?

"In front of the power of the deer god, you are no different from ordinary ants!" The demonic young man laughed, his laughter was very arrogant, and then the halberd pointed at the middle-aged scribe and said in a cold voice: "You can die under the power of the deer god, it is enough to be blind!"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes were full of anger, and he shouted: "The mountain has already known about your great rebellion, and an elder has already arrived, and your death is approaching!"

The demonic young man's eyes narrowed, and a murderous intent appeared in his pupils, and he said coldly: "Then you can die!"

As he spoke, the halberd in his hand suddenly burst through, piercing through the void, and in an instant, it reached the middle-aged scribe's chest, and with a pop, the halberd penetrated the middle-aged scribe's chest and passed out from the back.

The middle-aged scribe spurted blood, a large hole appeared in his chest, his body was almost shattered, and a bright light flickered at the center of his eyebrows.

"Distracted and want to leave?" the demonic young man sneered, a cold glint flashed in his sleeves, and he sacrificed his natal flying sword.

With a pop, the middle-aged scribe's eyebrows were broken, and he didn't have time to escape from his distraction, so he died.

At that moment, a bloody shadow swept out of the ruins and fled in the direction of the outside of the villa.

It was the wounded Jing Han.

The demonic young man snorted coldly, and the natal flying sword cut through the void, and instantly appeared behind Jing Han, and the terrifying murderous aura was like a tide, wanting to engulf Jing Han.

Jing Han crossed with a broken sword, and with a ding, a force that destroyed mountains and rivers suddenly came from the broken sword, almost shattering his two arms, and the whole person shot out like a meteorite, smashing heavily into the houses dozens of feet away, and the blood mist that spurted out of his mouth left a blood rainbow in the air.

"Capture me!" the demonic young man floated down to the observation deck and said coldly.

Hearing this, the white-shirted young man flew up and pounced on the place where Jing Han fell.

However, as soon as he landed on the house, Zhihai suddenly tightened, and his whole body stiffened slightly, and before the surprise on his face appeared, a pair of fiery red wings like flames were enlarged in his pupils, and those wings, which were completely condensed by true qi, were lifelike.

Phew, the figure flashed, as fast as lightning.

The white-shirted young man only felt that his neck was suddenly cold, and then he saw the red blood spurting out of his body, forming a blood mist in front of him.

He covered his neck and swept back, and at the same time threw out several talismans, one condensed into a shield on his body, one accelerated the speed of the sweep, and one turned into countless sharp blades, as if thousands of arrows were fired on the battlefield, nailing towards the figure.

However, the speed of the figure was too fast, and with the spread of those wings, the whole person turned into a wisp of green smoke, flickering left and right, up and down, and it was not caught at all, and those sharp blades suddenly fell into the air.

Snort.

In the blink of an eye, the white-shirted young man became a bloody man, scarred. Just as he was about to fight for it, a white bone pierced through his chest.

"You ......" The white-shirted young man stared at Jing Han who appeared in front of him, and there was a vicious look in his eyes.

At this time, Jing Han's appearance was even more miserable than that of the white-shirted youth, but the aura on his body was full of rage.

He swallowed the Breaking Pill.

The demonic youth was too powerful, and he was hit hard with just one finger, and later, although the halberd was mainly to resist the sword of the middle-aged scribe who suddenly appeared, but when the entire building was split, the strong force still injured him more and more, and he was almost in danger of dying, so he had no choice but to swallow the Breaking Pill, and once again overdrew his strength, seeking a chance to escape.

At this time, after he attacked and killed the white-shirted youth, he was almost unable to support it, and the whole person was shaky and fell to the ground.

The demonic young man stepped into the air, landed in front of Jing Han, and after glancing at the corpse of the white-shirted young man, he frowned slightly, and said to Jing Han: "You really surprise and surprise me more and more, not only have the Heavy Heaven Arrow, but also a demon bone that is at least the level of a spiritual weapon, but the more secrets you have, the more interested I am in you." ”

Jing Han kept coughing up blood, the gap between him and the demonic youth was too big, and at this time he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The demonic young man smiled and said, "I said, I am the owner of the Deer God Villa. ”

"Xiang Tong?" Jing Leng smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm, "It turns out that the owner of the Deer God Villa is a demon. ”