Looking at the boy with blood stained clothes and a broken knife in his hand.

Next to the burning prison, the masters of Liansheng Sect felt a stream of cold waves rushing on their backs and couldn't help but shivering.

Who is he?

"I dare to ask which friend you are?"

Seeing that Liu Wenpeng was being stepped on his feet as if he was dead, Yuchi Long's eyelids twitched and he felt solemn.

Before midnight, he opened the gate of the inner city with a powerful palm, and Wang Fobao fought to the death but was unknown to his personnel.

He thought that no one in Black Mountain could stop him, but he didn't want to almost die under Liu Wenpeng's black iron arrow that penetrated through gold and stone.

He tried all kinds of tricks to barely kill the prison.

During this period, he was almost shot and killed by Liu Wenpeng several times.

Therefore, he knew very well that the person who came to take Liu Wenpeng's arrow in such a fierce way was already above him.

Even though his blood ticked around him, as if he was injured by an arrow, and he spoke ill of evil words, he was determined to retreat.

Guo Han saw his thoughts and retreated calmly, holding the nine-section whip in his palm tightly.

He had something to say with Liu Wenpeng, but when facing this young man who suddenly came, he didn't say a word.

Because he saw the strong evil spirit and murderous intent on the young man.

Such people cannot communicate at all.

call!

Without a response, Yang Yu shook the blood on his face and bowed his head indifferently.

A blood-stained hand held his ankle. Liu Wenpeng, who was already dead, was unwilling to growl:

"You, what kind of martial arts are you doing?!"

His muscles and bones were broken, his internal organs were hammered into mud, and his throat was almost penetrated by bone punctures, but he still didn't die.

His eyes, which were almost shocked out of his eyes, looked at Yang Yu tightly.

He is unwilling to give up!

He almost calculated everything, but because Guanshanshui disappeared, otherwise he would have wiped out the remnants of Liansheng's sect.

And his greatest unwillingness.

He couldn't figure it out anyway. A beggar who almost starved to death back then had less than two years of learning martial arts and had only been in half a year of blood exchange.

Where did this terrifying power come from?

He even suspected that this was not martial arts at all, but the "magic power" that has not yet been proven to exist in the legend!

"You want to know?"

Yang Yu looked at him coldly, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, shattering his skull, and stepped into the frozen soil on the floor:

"Go and ask the King of Hell!"

Bang!

While stepping on Liu Wenpeng to death, Yang Yu used his power to explore. The bloody pig-killing knife had already burst into a large sword light with the sound of "Woooo" breaking through the air.

Faced with these pleading religious believers who played with the people and sacrificed their lives, he didn't even want to say a word.

Only kill!

call!

The sword light poured down like mercury.

This sword did not slash at Yuchi Long, but used the sword light as a circle to draw everyone within his sight and within his blade's ability.

All were included in the battle circle.

The airflow was covered with a sharp sword and a sharp murderous intent made everyone feel as if they were on the battlefield, with murderous intent everywhere and their hair exploded.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were beating wildly.

I just realized why Liu Wenpeng was so fast, and the person in front of me was really fierce and not as fierce as a human.

The speed of this sword is no less than the black iron arrow shot from the full moon bow!

"Do you think I'm Liu Wenpeng?"

Yuchi Long completely extinguished other thoughts, and saw him growling and step forward, and his whole body strength climbed from his legs to his hips, gathering layer by layer.

Crack ~

With the sound of muscles and bones rubbing like a bead cannon, Yuchi Long's already tall body suddenly raised another foot.

Then,

Step, long whistle, red face.

The big gun in the arm seemed to be stabbed out, and the five fingers changed and kneaded, which was a great power palm!

The Great Power Palm is one of the secret martial arts of Liansheng Sect.

Looking at Qingzhou, all the best martial arts are learned, and Yuchi Long has been studying this martial art for forty years and has already mastered it to the point of perfection.

Even the external master who specializes in horizontal practice like Wang Fobao was almost killed by him with one palm.

And that was the case where he had never stimulated his blood and energy.

At this time, in great danger, he naturally had no reservations. He slapped out with his palm, and there seemed to be a roar of tigers and wolfs in the air.

"kill!"

Guo Han is faster.

Almost as the sword wind suddenly blew, the nine-section whip covered with barbed had already been slashed out, trying to knock down the half-killing sword.

He and Yuchi Long have been intimate with each other for many years, and they have made great efforts one after another, just like one person, and their power doubled under the joint attack!

The other masters of Liansheng Sect are also fearless.

Some people roared wildly and held a sword to fight, while others circulated around the front, boiling blood and roaring like a tiger pounced on it, hitting Yang Yu's back.

Under the siege, Yang Yu's expression became colder and colder. He could clearly detect all the subtle changes within three feet of his body.

Whether it is the sword that strikes or the snowflakes blowing from the cold wind.

What's different from one night before is that the powerful force under the blessing of the ribs and tendons can allow him to hit any direction he perceived in an instant!

If you have the heart, you can get both hands, feet, swords and weapons!

Zheng!

The broken knife slashed horizontally, and while swinging the nine-section whip, Yang Yu raised his left arm high, Ji Zhang's five fingers suddenly closed, and he hit Yuchi Long's fierce and domineering great power palm.

Bang!

A low muffled sound.

"This power?!"

Yuchi Long's face shook wildly, and he felt a palm slap on the city wall, and his eyes almost burst out.

As soon as he fought, he had already discovered that the person in front of him had a soft and tender membrane, thin internal energy, and his blood exchange level was far inferior to his.

But this power was too terrifying, and it seemed like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, instantly defeating his internal energy.

Bang!

An explosion came from inside.

With one contact and a second critical strike, Yuchi Long's eyes widened, and finally couldn't help but growl, his feet off the ground, and he was beaten backwards.

Yang Yu's figure took a step back at the same time, leveraging the force to strike back, and hitting the elbow with an elbow!

"ah!"

A scream resounded throughout the street.

The sectarian scholar was frightened and saw the sectarian who was attacking with his elbow soaring, and his skeletons were scattered.

The water bag seemed to squirt blood, and with a slap, it was only a ball of blood mud left!

"Don't get close to him, complete the sacrifice quickly!"

He leaned back and landed, and before he could stabilize his body, he issued a stern warning.

But it's still late.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! An elbow hit the person behind him who was attacking. Yang Yu stretched his muscles and bones, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, with a broken knife waving, and a fist and foot collision.

There is no enemy in the same place where you pass. The swords and swords are knocked out instantly, the fists and feet collide, and the flesh and blood will become mud.

Except for Yuchi Long and Guo Han, even a few masters who had three blood exchanges were crushed and beaten to death by him!

At this moment, Yang Yu truly understood the mood of the King Zhao of the Western Palace when he broke into the military formation alone.

It’s not that he was ruthless and fierce, but that no one could block such a bombardment of pure power!

I have changed my blood for a second time, and it is like this.

According to legend, Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of Xifu, who is already a martial saint and has a level of far higher than his own, should he have such terrifying power?

No wonder some people call it "Hate the sky without a handle, and hate the earth without a ring!"

"ah!"

Hearing the screams, Li Eryi, who was hiding in a corner, dared to stick his head out.

When I saw this, I was stunned.

With his eyesight, of course, he could not see the specific situation of the fight. In his eyes, the dancing sword light was like a blizzard.

Wherever they passed, swords and broken limbs flew around, and blood and screams danced together.

It's so fierce!

"Little beast!"

Yuchi Long's eyes were so angry that he roared and tore off his shirt, and rushed forward in a rush.

His blood was boiling, his body was as red as a burning fire. His lower abdomen and chest were bulging high, and his python-like bulge was shaking wildly.

While the angrily shouted, his ten fingers twisted wildly, pinching them into a strange big handprint, and hitting Yang Yu who was raging among the crowd.

The Great Dragon Strike!

With the various slaps of this palm, the redness around Yuchi Long disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, just as if the palm contained all his internal energy and blood energy!

"Um?!"

With a backhand, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed and felt a trace of danger.

If this palm hits the key point, even if it has ribs and tendons, it will not be spared, and it will be in danger of life.

but…

"Terror?"

Yang Yu sneered in his heart, and opened the nine-section whip that was hit. He stepped on his feet and moved his waist and hips. The strength of his body gathered on his arms according to his heart.

He just smashed the ground with a backhand, and hit the ground with a heavy hammer. He came first and hit Yuchi Long with a heavy hammer.

A blood-changing warrior has a hundred pounds of strength and can punch a thousand pounds of punches.

And he has the power of two tigers!

How much does this punch cost?

A cold light flashed through Yang Yu's eyes.

"Want to die together?!"

This thought just happened to Yuchi Long.

The fists and palms have already been connected.

Boom!

The ground, which was three feet centered on the two of them, sank the ground, and the cold and hard frozen soil and bluestone were shattered and splashed.

"ah!"

Yuchi Long's eyes bulged, and his gritted teeth were knocked open by the blood that was rolling from his body.

Before he could open his mouth, the hot blood and broken pieces of his internal organs spurted out from his orifices.

Just one punch, it was so injured?

Even the power is too late to be released?!

Seeing such a horrifying scene, Guo Han's eyelids twitched wildly, and he turned around and ran away without thinking.

"Isn't dead?"

Yang Yu's spine was clattering, and his hair was tilted back, but in just a moment, he had suppressed the fishy sweetness that was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Another punch from the backhand, hitting it from above, like beating a drum.

"Second punch!"

"Don't want to kill me!"

Venus was rising in front of him, but Yuchi Long still felt the deep and terrifying crisis, and his arms were raised, almost several times.

Cross the cross, guarding in front of the eyebrows.

Bang!

This time, Yuchi Long finally couldn't hold back.

His internal energy and large tendons that were spread like a snare were dispersed by the powerful force on this punch, and his bloodshot eyes completely exploded.

In the deep darkness, I heard the sound that was a hundred times more cruel than the cold current sounded again:

"The third punch!"

Dong!

It's like a huge hammer hitting a wooden stake.

In front of everyone, Yuchi Long's majestic body went from bent to almost being directly hammered into the ground that was frozen like a stone slab!

But even so, he was still not dead, his vitality was more than ten times stronger than Liu Wenpeng, and he was still muttering:

"The old mother's Dharma body descends to the vast thousand, and spreads all the laws of heaven and earth! One day, birth..."

"Really alive?"

Throwing his last chance to wipe out his life:
Chapter completed!