Yang Yi turned over and unloaded the huge force on his body, staggered to the ground, and before he could stabilize his body, he squirted out a mouthful of bright red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior brother!" Fan Qingyi was about to step forward to help, but was stopped by Yang Yi's hand.

"It's okay!" Yang Yibao stabbed his knife on the ground, stabilized his figure, wiped the blood from his mouth, and stared coldly at Hu Yanhao not far away.

Hu Yanhao retracted his fist, patted the dust on his leather coat, and looked at Yang Yi contemptuously: "Old horseman, did you think about today's fate when you killed my brother Hu Yanli?"

Yang Yi looked at Hu Yanhao coldly, did not speak, and pointed at Hu Yanhao again with the treasure knife in his hand.

At the same time, the "shocking evil" in the hands of Fan Tsing Yi was also unsheathed.

"Two against one, why is this king afraid!" Facing the murderous two, Hu Yanhao was so arrogant that he ripped off the animal skin coat on his body, revealing his knotted muscles, "You two, let's go together!"

In the face of a strong enemy, Fan Qingyi will not be polite to him, as soon as he makes a move, it is his famous skill - "Sword Dance Thousand Autumn Cold", the "shocking" sword flower in his palm blooms, and the cold and piercing sword qi gushes out, turning into thousands of qi swords, pouring down.

"Good move!" Hu Yanhao's eyes flashed, "However, it's not enough to kill this king!" Hu Yanhao's blood and qi condensed around him, turning into a monstrous blood flame, and a fierce phantom condensed behind him, "Fierce Flame!" Hu Yanhao roared with both fists, and the blood flame rose into the air, taking over Fan Qingyi's "Sword Dance Thousand Autumn Cold." ”

"Burial knife style, sky collapse!" The knife flashed, and with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, it attacked Hu Yanhao urgently.

"Old horseman, I didn't expect you to have such strength even after being injured, this king really underestimated you. Hu Yanhao clenched his fists and suddenly exerted his strength, and the blood flame exploded violently, unmatched, temporarily repelling Fan Qingyi, and at the same time, Hu Yanhao's whole body blood and qi suddenly rioted, and the mighty blood qi suddenly turned into a snail clam shield, firmly protecting it.

The invincible knife momentum slammed into Hu Yanhao's blood qi shield, like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was absorbed by the shield without even a little ripple.

"Poof!" Yang Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood again, just when he forced Zhenyuan to urge a killing move, fortunately he had a deep foundation, otherwise it would not be as simple as squirting out a mouthful of blood.

"What's the matter, old horseman, can't you do it?" Hu Yanhao dispersed the blood qi shield and walked slowly towards Yang Yi.

"Has His Majesty the Barbarian King forgotten Fan Mou? Sword Condensation Wan Zai Dong!" The words fell, and Fan Qingyi was killed, and the thick true yuan condensed into a giant ice sword, falling from the sky.

Hu Yanhao took a few steps back and dodged Fan Qingyi's killing move, and Fan Qingyi immediately flashed in front of Yang Yi and protected him behind him.

Yang Yi took the opportunity to take out a pill from his arms and took it, and when the medicine was put into his abdomen, Yang Yi's pale cheeks instantly regained a trace of ruddyness.

The two glanced at each other, nodded, and killed Hu Yanhao at the same time, Hu Yanhao clenched his fists, and the burst of blood and qi enveloped his fists, catching up with the two. The knife came and went, the sword came and the fist blocked, the three of them fought in full swing, and after dozens of moves, Hu Yanhao forced the two back with a heavy punch, and the two did not give Hu Yanhao a chance to breathe, and stuck again.

The sword, straight and steady, the knife, domineering and killing, was originally two different blades, but the sword merged, and it exerted unexpected power, and for a time it suppressed Hu Yanhao, and the two of them were happy in their hearts, and the sword in their hands became more and more powerful.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing that Hu Yanhao fell into the disadvantage, the barbarians watching the battle on the side were a little anxious, although they wanted to step forward to support, but they were afraid of sweeping Hu Yanhao's face, in the hearts of the barbarians, face is more important than life.

Being tightly glued by the two, Hu Yanhao became more and more upset the more he fought, and when he was in a hurry, his moves were naturally scattered, Hu Yanhao forcibly stabilized his mind, and blasted away Yang Yi's treasure knife with one punch, but gave Fan Qingyi an opportunity.

The cold light flashed, and a blood mark appeared between Hu Yanhao's ribs, and golden blood slowly flowed down.

Yang Yi, Fan Qingyi was stunned, Hu Yanhao's blood turned out to be golden.

Taking advantage of the fact that the two were stunned, Hu Yanhao burst out of blood and repelled the two with both fists.

Hu Yanhao touched the wound between his ribs, looking at the golden blood flowing out of him, he smiled, laughing extremely crazy: "This king has played enough, you should die!"

As soon as the words fell, the crimson blood around Hu Yanhao's body suddenly turned into a faint gold, not only that, but his ten fingers also suddenly grew, turning into beast claws, and his sturdy upper body also began to grow thin scales, and his eyes flashed with scorching golden light.

"Whew!" Hu Yanhao let out a dragon groan that resounded through the sky, and then a pair of dragon claws raised strongly, bringing up a strong claw wind, attacking the two of them.

Although the two of them were surprised, they were also secretly prepared, and the true yuan was full, and suddenly the swords rang out in unison, and the confluence move reappeared.

However, Hu Yanhao, who had awakened the power of the desolate dragon, had already been reborn, and he saw a pair of dragon claws flying up and down, bringing up countless claw winds, and although the sword confluence was strong, it was difficult to get close to him.

The two sides fought hard, and after a hundred and ten moves, the two of them gradually became weak, but Hu Yanhao became more and more courageous, and his blood seemed to be inexhaustible.

The two mortal sheep who were weak gradually decreased their tacit understanding, and the moves of the sword confluence gradually dispersed. Hu Yanhao seized the opportunity, repelled Yang Yi with a punch with his right hand, stretched out his left hand and grabbed Fan Qingyi's right hand holding the sword, the sharp dragon claw pierced into Fan Qingyi's arm, Hu Yanhao clenched his fist with his right hand, and a fierce fist hit Fan Qingyi's right shoulder, and his left hand took advantage of the situation, blood gushed out, and Fan Qingyi's hands were immediately separated.

"Ahh

"Senior Brother Fan!" caught Fan Qingyi who flew out upside down, and immediately hit several key points of Fan Qingyi, stopped the wild flow of blood, and then took out a pill and fed it to Fan Qingyi, and the weak Fan Qingyi was a little pale.

"Old horseman, do you know how I feel about losing my brother?" Hu Yanhao threw away the broken arm in his hand and looked at the two of them with an angry expression.

"Hu Yanhao, you should die!" Yang Yi was furious, and he wanted to kill Hu Yanhao with a knife, but was stopped by Fan Qingyi.

"Senior Brother Yang, you go back, I'll replace you, Your Highness. Fan Qingyi said weakly.

"Want to go, how is it possible!" Hu Yanhao exerted force under his feet, killing the two of them quickly.

Fan Qingyi, pushed away Yang Yi, the only remaining left hand and made a sword finger, the true yuan in the body was desperately lucky, the surrounding qi suddenly dropped dozens of degrees, even the half-dragon Hu Yanhao felt a trace of coldness, he felt a trace of palpitations, he didn't dare to let Fan Qingyi gather the yuan again, the pale golden blood suddenly exploded, and a claw penetrated Fan Qingyi's heart.

"Senior Brother Fan!!" Yang Yi yelled loudly.

The dragon claw passed through the heart, but Fan Qingyi did not die on the spot, he grabbed it, and Hu Yanhao passed through the dragon claw through the chest, and the true yuan in his body was unstoppable. Hu Yanhao panicked, but his dragon claws were frozen with Fan Qingyi and couldn't be pulled out at all, not only that, but his feet were also frozen by thick ice, and now he couldn't move at all.

"Senior Brother Yang, go quickly, I blew up Zhenyuan and died with him, you go quickly, so as not to affect you!" heard the weak voice of Fan Qingyi in his ears, Yang Yi was stunned, he gritted his teeth, turned around to mention Yuan, slashed open the gate of Xiaocheng with a knife, looked back at Fan Qingyi, and then left with the wind.

"Barbarian King Hu Yanhao, let's die together!" Fan Qingyi laughed maniacally.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, Fan Qingyi's whole person exploded like an inflated balloon, and the furious Extremely Cold True Yuan instantly froze half of the Owl City.

"All junior brothers! It's all the fault of senior brothers!" Not far away, Yang Yi knelt in the snow, leaving tears of guilt in his eyes.