At this moment, a sudden stimulus made Yang Zhao feel a chill in the back of his head. This dangerous response was even faster than Yun Luan and the warning.

Without thinking about it at all, he turned around and crashed into the tree beside him, and the next moment, he emerged from the other side of the tree.

A little earlier, a hand was inserted into the trunk of the tree, and the tough trunk suddenly lost a bit of moisture, withered, decayed, weathered, and collapsed.

The flying dust made Yang Zhao's eyes narrow, and he couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly for a while.

He couldn't tell the difference, and before the dust cleared, the next wave of attacks from the other party followed, and the sharp wind pressure made him feel as if there were countless knives scraping on his face.

He screamed, and the true yuan in his body steamed up, gurgling as if it was a cloud of smoke, and it suddenly shimmered outside.

At his level, the Purple Void True Intent is already randomly shaped, changing in all directions, and as soon as the front end of the Purple Void Intention touches the other party's true breath, it will change spontaneously, and through the gap of the other party's true breath, it will hum and roar.

The dust outside the body was immediately urged to become invisible, and the cultivation of both sides had already come out of the limitations of the body, and resonated with the external vitality symbiosis, and the true breath was connected, and there was a detonation in the atmosphere, and I don't know how many qi machines were out of place, stirring the vitality of heaven and earth, and generating countless turbulence.

In just one moment, the monks of the Phantom Palace a few miles away all had a sense and looked over here together.

Yang Zhao didn't have the heart to think about this.

The murderous aura of the opponent in front of him was like substance, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Lian Yi and Yun Luan also hurriedly rushed in front of Yang Zhao, trying their best to block the attack launched by this person.

The moment when the bodies are staggered. The trio dodged at least seventeen hand-knives that were enough to tear limbs and arms, but they finally confirmed the identity of the person who came.

At the same time, they also understood each other's intentions.

For some reason, the other party didn't use the famous demon knife, but just by replacing the knife with his palm, he could also use the fierce and ruthless taste of killing the six realms.

The stormy knife momentum simply compressed the bodies of Yang Zhao and the three of them, giving them the upper hand.

"If he uses the battle to become a famous Yin God, what kind of power will it be?"

Yang Zhao even blocked and hidden. After dealing with the opponent's attack. There was another scream, and the Purple Void True Intent and the Black Thorn and Yun Luan's Ethereal Immortal Sword were like a long wind piercing through the gorge, rolling flames, and swept abruptly. Blocked the opponent. Yun Luan and Lianyi also shouted: "Yin God, you dare to yin us!"

But in response to theirs. It's a more brutal hand knife.

Yang Zhao also changed positions three times in a row before he could barely dodge, but he kept talking. He shouted angrily, "Who wants you to kill me?"

But he understands that this is pure fart.

However, listening to the other party's ears, it is a different taste.

After saying these words, the other party's knife momentum slowed down, and he said coldly: "Half an hour ago, where were you?"

Yang Zhao secretly called, and Yun Luan and Lianyi's faces also frowned appropriately: "Isn't it business......? What the hell are you doing?"

After asking and answering, the distance between the three of them widened slightly, and their hands eased slightly, Yang Zhao could finally take a little look at the person Yun Luan and Lian Yi said to him, I heard Yun Luan and the two say that this person is the most ruthless and domineering executioner in the Heavenly Demon Realm, killing countless people, and being called Yin God.

This person was dressed in a gray robe, with a cold face, and two rather dense mustaches, looking middle-aged.

What impressed Yang Zhao the most was his gray and cold eyes, at first glance, it looked like seeing a lifeless cemetery, but there were countless screaming and howling spirits imprisoned inside.

In addition to the effect of a special method, this is probably not unrelated to the bloody souls on his hands.

Listening to Yun Luan and Lianyi's words, Yin Shen's brows were also slightly wrinkled, but the look in his eyes was still the same, and he was followed by several hand knives.

Everywhere he passed, the smell of burnt paste came from the air.

Yang Zhao only thought that this blow was no different from the previous one, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he knew that it was going to be bad.

I don't know what technique this hand knife used, Yang Zhao only felt that the qi machine around his body was all broken under this knife, and the three-foot sword dao, which was originally like an arm and finger, couldn't help but suffocate.

Although this feeling is fleeting, it is enough for him to suffer a big loss!

Yang Zhao watched as the other party's fierce hand knife slashed through his chest, although he forced the muscles and bones in his chest to shrink inward by half an inch with his incomparably pure true breath, he was still swept by the other party's fingertips.

Thinking of the big tree that had just died and turned to ashes in an instant, Yang Zhao only felt creepy.

Fortunately, he has been experienced in a hundred battles over the years, and his experience is quite rich, and he doesn't look at the chest injury, one hand urges the purple void intent, forcing the Yin God Knife back, and the other hand is wiped from the chest, and the skin and flesh of the chest wound are torn off by force, and the wound is deep and the bone is visible.

"Come with me, I'll let you wait for the time being!"

The Yin God Knife said in his mouth, but it was another slash with a hand knife.

"Kill your mother!"

Yang Zhao squeezed out this scolding from between his teeth, and his already pale face was even more white and transparent at this time.

He knew that it didn't matter if he had him or not in this battle, if he was strong, he was afraid that it would make trouble for Yun Luan and Lianyi, so he glanced at Yun Luan and Lianyi, nodded, and then retreated behind Yun Luan and Lianyi.

Yun Luan and Lian Yi were also slightly injured, and after seeing Yang Zhao retreat, they felt a little relieved in their hearts, and faced the hand knife that came from the other side again, and they also roared, and it was actually a sword stab.

And the Yin God only said that he would not kill, but the Yin God Sword would never mind killing one of them first.

I saw that the sword momentum of the Yin God was still unabated, and in a sound like the sound of gold and iron, the three people's palms had already collided together.

At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed in the killer's gray eyes, which had not changed for many years.

He knew that this time he might really run into hard stubble.

And at this moment, there was a flower in front of him, and the black thorns of the jumpsuit seemed to be several black shadows overlapping together, and suddenly a thorn popped out, like thunder, but in the end, it was like wiping dust and dust, lightly sticking to his chest.

His heart was sullen, and he took all the revenge stabs in the jumpsuit.

The thorn in the dress looked weak and soft, but when it was attached to this person's chest, the yin fire was engulfing, and in an instant, at least nearly three hundred changes were changed, and it was extremely capable of pulling and tearing.

No matter how strong his body protection true breath is, in such a high-frequency change, it is also torn to pieces.

At this time, the fairy sword in Yun Luan's hand also seemed to be pressed and not pressed, and it seemed to be up and down, and the surging demonic qi flowed around the heart of the sword, and in the blink of an eye, a bottomless black hole was generated, frantically absorbing the vitality of this person's body, and he couldn't wait to suck out his internal organs.

This person snorted, and the demonic qi in his body was running at full strength, colliding with the jumpsuit and Yunluan again and again, and finally shook off the attack launched by the two jumpers before the internal organs suffered more damage.

Yun Luan and Lianyi also expected this change, and they used this shock to pull Yang Zhao's figure back sharply, the route was straight, although they didn't know how many trees stood in the way, but they all ignored it, and their bodies seemed to become a phantom, passing through the branches and leaves, as if there was nothing.

This person didn't catch up, and he didn't feel good after being hit by Yun Luan and Jumpsuit. The mustache on his lips moved slightly, and three syllables came out of his throat.

"Looks like it has something to do with you!" (to be continued......)