Chapter 50 The sword is terrifying and extinguished

"Again, huh! You red-haired brute is looking for death!"

Seeing that the small fire hit for the second time, Yuwen Changsheng sneered, turned out a delicate dagger in his hand, and stabbed it back!

"Bell-"

The dagger rubbed against the fur on Xiao Huo's body, and the bloody scene did not occur as expected.

"Not good!"

Xiao Huo unfolded his claws and pounced, Yuwen Changsheng narrowly dodged with his wonderful body technique, and his heart was both shocked and angry! He could never have imagined that the red-haired beast's defense was so powerful, even the dagger given to him by his senior brother could not hurt the other party's fur!

"Bell-"

"Bell-bell-bell-"

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After trying several times in a row, Yuwen Changsheng's dagger still couldn't hurt the other party. In desperation, he had to make another plan.

"Whew-"

If the other party used his fists and strength to compete with him like Yue Fan, the little guy would have nothing to resent, but this Yuwen Changsheng just used some strange skills to do three or four things in front of him, then it would be terrible!

Xiaohuo is a fierce beast, and the pride of the ancient bloodline cannot tolerate insults from others! Under anger, he can't care about exerting too much physical strength, and transforms again! The body is slightly reduced, the limbs are elongated, and the muscles are strong...... If Xiaohuo was a fierce tiger just now, now he is definitely an agile and fierce cheetah!

"Z-"

The red shadow passed by in the wind, Yuwen Changsheng couldn't dodge, and was scratched by Xiaohuo's left arm, leaving a deep claw mark, but his flesh and blood were blurred, and he was drenched in blood!

"Ahhh

After the hatred, Yuwen Changsheng immediately recalled the "Sword Ghost" who was fighting fiercely, and then took out something from his arms and took it down!

Iron Blood suddenly lost his opponent, and he was wondering in his heart, but when he saw Yuwen Changsheng doing something again, he hurriedly chased after him!

"Roar, roar, roar—"

The "sword ghost" swallowed something, and his body and momentum skyrocketed! The shirt shattered, and the green tendons coiled around the muscles of the whole body like hemp ropes. If he was thin just now, he can only be described as huge now!

"Oh my God! What kind of monster is that, so powerful!"

"Hell... The devil knows!"

Long Jun only felt that his throat was dry, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Ding Yi was even more nervous, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead!

"Die—"

The iron blood is in a heavy mood, and the demon soldiers in his hands are once again gathering strength!

Xiaohuo also felt the aura of danger, and the hair on his body stood on end, tearing and roaring forward.

"Sword ghosts, stop them for me!"

Yuwen Changsheng gave an order, and the "Sword Ghost" unceremoniously stepped forward!

"Peng—"

Xiaohuo was smashed away with a punch, and the iron and blood were entangled with it, but the pressure was several times greater than just now!

......

Just in case, Yuwen Changsheng took out a small bamboo pipe and blew out a few harsh tones, which spread almost throughout the entire Sunset Plain.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!"

Four black shadows flashed from afar, and in the blink of an eye, they fell around Yuwen Changsheng, protecting him.

Long Jun and Ding Yi stared at them, and they were actually four men dressed similarly to the "sword ghosts".

Good guys! One of them is so difficult, and now there are four more, no wonder Yuwen Changsheng, a skill in the innate realm, dares to be so arrogant in this martial arts conference, it turns out that he has such a strong dependence. Moreover, looking at his sinister look, there should be something left behind.

"Ah Jun, what should I do, hurry up and find a way!"

"I... I'm thinking...... Solution, way, God! I can't think of a way now!"

"Quick, call Master back!"

Long Jun and Ding Yi were flustered at this time, where is the usual wit and decisiveness!

If it were only themselves threatened, they would definitely not be so nervous. But they are now burdened with the lives and deaths of many people, and the huge pressure really makes the two feel at a loss. Behind them, there are their friends, and if something goes wrong, they don't know if they have the courage to take on such a heavy responsibility. The two were afraid, they were afraid, but they didn't back down, and they couldn't back down!

Bitter, nervous, trembling, sweating!

Yuwen Changsheng looked at the expressions of Long Jun, Ding Yi and the others with satisfaction, as if he was facing a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered!

Below the high platform, Yue Fan saw such a scene, and a cold chill suddenly appeared in his eyes! I saw him turn his blade quickly, get out, and rush directly to the gathering platform!

"Master—"

Long Jun and Ding Yi saw Yue Fan standing in front of them and others, and their hearts collapsed a lot.

"Li Yuefan, you really came!"

Yuwen Changsheng said with a look of resentment: "You have sabotaged the affairs of our clan three or four times, and the old man will not let you have a good time today! Later, I will kill all your relatives and friends, and I will let you watch them die in front of you one by one! I see what you can do? Hahahaha-" Yuwen Changsheng laughed wildly, as if he had seen Li Yuefan's miserable appearance!

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Kou Fei and the others were still entangled by Liu Sheng Yunhe and other masters, although they knew that Yue Fan's side was in danger, they were powerless. And Wang Chong was about to get out of front of him, but he was held back by the foreign clans, and he couldn't get out for a while. Even Iron Blood and Xiaohuo were forcibly stopped by the "Sword Ghost".

At this time, why hadn't the people of the Hidden Sect appeared yet? Could it be that they had really encountered some accidents, or that they didn't care about the lives of these people in the rivers and lakes at all?

Isolated and helpless, the situation is very unfavorable to Yue Fan and others. If the three of them were all restrained by each other's masters, then Fu Shuai, Zhu Jingyue and the others would have no hope of survival!

After laughing, Yuwen Changsheng looked at Yue Fan coldly and said, "This time, the old man wants you to be unable to survive and die!"

"Shut up!"

Long Jun kicked his feet hard and scolded loudly: "If we can win you once, we can win you twice!

"Ah Jun is right, we are not easy to deal with!" Ding Yi is still a little lacking in confidence because of the general trend.

"You... You... You ......" seemed to be said to be a sore spot, Yuwen Chang was so angry that his hands and feet trembled, and he pointed at the other party and said, "I'm going to scrape you alive!"

"Whew~~~"

Yue Fan's eyes closed slightly and he took a deep breath.

The past is vivid, how many times the experience of life and death, Yue Fan has not been as difficult to let go as today. I don't know why, at this moment, at this moment, the taste of losing relatives and friends deeply touched his heartstrings. It is hatred, nostalgia, anger, and bitterness buried deep in my heart!

Many years ago, Yue Fan was powerless to resist the helplessness of fate, so many years later, there was a "fierce god sword madness" born for revenge......

Today, for the sake of his friends and for the sake of people worth cherishing, Yue Fan is not willing to be manipulated by fate, and he wants to use his strength to prove that he, Li Yuefan, has the qualifications to resist fate! Even if he gives up his life......

The eyes suddenly scrambled open, and the red gaze pierced through the barrier of the world! The illegible image seemed to go back to the past......

"Kill!"

"Kill kill kill—"

Angry roars resounded through the heavens and the earth, like a declaration of resistance, venting dissatisfaction with God!

The desolate and violent aura, mixed with the coldest chill in the world, gradually spread to all sides......

......

It seemed to be affected by a strong killing intent, everyone stopped, and their eyes converged! I saw Yue Fan standing with his knife in his hand, his feet slowly off the ground, a white hunting robe without wind, and his flamboyant angry hair burst into a bun!

Blood-colored pupils!

Looking at Yue Fan's red eyes, Yuwen Changsheng felt a slight chill on his back, as if he was the first naked lamb, waiting for the other party to slaughter at will.

Yue Fan raised the sword in his hand, and the power between heaven and earth gathered.

In the face of tremendous pressure, people often have terrible hallucinations.

It seems that everyone feels the shadow of death! In front of Yue Fan is an abyss, a forbidden place of death, and no one can take half a step in the thunder pool!

"No! No, no, with the protection of the four great sword slaves, how could I still feel scared? Impossible......" Yuwen Changsheng shook his head desperately: "No, this must be an illusion, it must be an illusion......

In order not to let the fear in his heart magnify, Yuwen Changsheng desperately ordered: "Four great sword slaves, kill me! Kill him!

After a slight pause, the four sword slaves shot straight into the sky like arrows off the string!

"Roar—"

Yue Fan let out a beast-like roar in his throat, and the blood-red blade reflected the red sky...... As the saying goes, the knife has a spirit that can last forever, and the knife is evil, and the four sides will be destroyed!

This knife did not make the wind and clouds retreat, but it cut through the sky!

This knife did not change the color of heaven and earth, but it overshadowed all things!

This knife is the exuberance of life, the catharsis of strength, and the legend of destruction.

"Zziz-"

The blade and the air sparkled with fire, igniting a heavy rage!

"Boom-"

The monstrous annihilation, the thunder is not as good as it!

The entire "Juwutai" was flooded with blood!

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