Yang Kang reluctantly performed a trick of the waves, the mana in his body was almost exhausted, the meridians were empty, he suffered a lot of dark injuries, and he looked like he was dying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, killing the other party with one palm, he was still in a good mood. Lying on the ground, he took out a spirit stone casually, and the blue light flashed in his hand, and he began to quickly recover his mana.

Then, when Qin Moran suddenly appeared.

Only then did Yang Kang know that he had made a big move with his life, but he had hit the wrong person.

The strong man who built the foundation actually recognized the enemy by mistake.

Yang Kang's old face turned red, he was so angry that he couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of reverse blood and coughed loudly.

Why did the imprint of divine thought that he left on the collar of the other party appear on others?

Yang Kang couldn't ride his sister. Then I saw that the hateful boy dodged the attack of Yang Kun and Yang Jian like a swimming fish, holding a stick as black as ink, and striking it on the head.

While being surprised by the opponent's terrifying speed, Yang Kang didn't take Qin Moran's attack too seriously.

As a foundation building powerhouse, his physical defense is amazing. Even an ordinary sword can't hurt a bit, let alone such a thin and short stick.

"Do you want to hurt me, boy, you're not far from it. Yang Kang laughed disdainfully, raised his left cross arm to block, and waved his right hand into a fist, looking at the opponent's knee and slamming it away.

The strength of the foundation building cultivator was terrifying, and Yang Kang believed that no matter what part of the opponent's body was hit by his punch, this kid would not be able to stand it, and he would inevitably be injured and fall to the ground.

Hmph, break this guy's knee, see how you escape.

The two sides shot as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Moran's Ximo stick hit Yang Kang's arm, and Yang Kang's iron fist hit Qin Moran's knee.

After swallowing the Vajra Pill, Qin Moran's physical body was already slightly smaller, and his strength was terrifying.

There was a click, and Yang Kang's arm was broken in response, and before he could even let out a miserable howl, the tide ink stick had already hit his head firmly.

With a muffled sound of cracking bones, Yang Kang's head was dented by a stick, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was already out of breath.

The knee ate the other party's punch, and Qin Moran also bared his teeth.

However, this pain is nothing to him, he didn't care about it at all, but he was amazed, the brain of the strong man who built the foundation was really hard, and he didn't burst when he was hit with a stick.

At this moment, Yang Kun and Yang Jian didn't know that the pillar of the family had been knocked to death by the opponent with a stick, and they chased after them without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The cooperation of the three members of the Yang family is obviously not a day or two. Yang Kun was holding a sawtooth sickle, and Yang Jian was holding a long sword with a cold light, sealing Qin Moran's retreat.

Qin Moran did not retreat, but took a step forward, reached out with his arm, grabbed Yang Kang's neck, used his body as a weapon, and went straight to meet the two uncles and nephews of the Yang family.

It wasn't until this moment that the two found that Yang Kang's head was bleeding and he was out of breath.

"Daddy!"

Yang Kun let out a sad roar and hurriedly retracted the jagged sickle.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Moran turned around suddenly, and his toes suddenly exerted force, rushing towards Yang Kun like a cheetah.

"Yang Kun, be careful!" Yang Jian warned loudly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed at Qin Moran's waist.

Qin Moran sneered, shook his hand, and threw Yang Kang's body out of his hand and smashed it towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian is also a ruthless person, knowing that if he dodges, he gave the other party a chance to break it, the long sword in his hand swept away, and a sword picked Yang Kang's corpse, the sword flower was pulled, and the long sword flew out of his hand, turning into a streamer, and attacked Qin Moran suddenly.

Qin Inmoran's speed was very fast, when Yang Jian was slightly blocked, taking advantage of Yang Kun's hurry, the cold light in his hand flashed, and the magic weapon Qingmang obtained from Nangong Song suddenly appeared in his hand, and a sword stabbed, and in Yang Kun's horrified gaze, a sword pierced the other party's heart.

"Ah!" Yang Kun let out an earth-shattering scream, and immediately fell to the ground.

Qin Mo sank his knees and twisted his waist, pulled out the long sword from Yang Kun's chest, and with a steaming steam, the sword body was horizontal, facing the long sword thrown by Yang Jian from his hand.

"Give me death!"

Seeing Qin Indifferent's movements, Yang Jian suddenly showed a hideous smile, the blue light of his palm flashed, and his flying sword suddenly trembled, and the sword body rippled with blue light.

This sword turned out to be a magic weapon.

In front of a magic weapon, especially a flying sword magic weapon that is known for its sharpness, the blade of a mortal soldier is like a grass stick and a wooden branch, and it cannot be stopped at all.

Yang Jian believed that if the two swords were attacked, his magic weapon would easily cut off the opponent's blade and take advantage of the situation to kill him.

As long as I kill this kid and take away his storage bag, I Yang Jian, I will build a foundation in this life.

Hmph, the eldest brother and nephew died well, the treasures on this kid are all my Yang Jian's alone.

Yang Jian's greed increased greatly.

The two swords struck, and a "ding" sound was heard, and the green mang in Qin Moran's hand broke in response.

Yang Jian was ecstatic. As soon as you urge the mana, you will wait for the flying sword to kill the other party.

However, this mana power does not matter, Yang Jian's heart suddenly gave birth to a stinging feeling, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of reverse blood, and the flying sword trembled, and it was broken into two.

The good magic weapon was cut into two pieces by the other party, Yang Jian was shocked, this kid has so much strength, he has no mana blessing at all, and he actually cut a magic weapon into two.

In this way, isn't the long sword in the other party's hand also a magic weapon?

The magic weapon connected to the heart was damaged, and Yang Jian was also not lightly injured.

Qin Moran didn't have a sacrificial magic weapon, in his hands, Qingmang was tantamount to a pearl secretly cast, no different from an ordinary long sword, it was nothing more than sharper and tougher. However, his brute strength is very strong, and he has not fallen behind in the face of magic weapons driven by method force.

However, the powerful force of the two sword strikes still shook his arm and made half of his body numb.

Qin Moran knew that now was not the time to show his timidity, so he endured his discomfort and yelled: "Where to escape!"

With a loud shout, Qin Moran took off his hand and threw out his hand to interrupt the sword, raised his hand to find the Ximo stick, and rushed towards Yang Jian.

Seeing the other party's bravery, coupled with the damage to the magic weapon, Yang Jian was really frightened. Dodged to avoid Qin Moran's attack, picked up Yang Kang and Yang Kun's storage bags on tiptoe, and escaped without a trace.

Qin Moran's speed was very fast, but no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as a true immortal cultivator.

Yang Jian insisted on escaping, and he had no choice.

Besides, if he carried Yang Jian's powerful sword, half of his body was numb, and it was already a good result to be able to scare the other party away.

Hmph, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple.

Since he killed Yang Kang and Yang Kun, he has a life-and-death feud with the Yang family.

Yang family, I, Qin Moran, have to go on a journey sooner or later.