The Netherworld Walker laughed and said: "I don't know whether I should hate you or be grateful to you? If you hadn't cut off one of my arms, how could I have mastered the legendary Netherworld Ghost Claw? Hahahaha~!
"
Yang Kun chuckled and said: "Of course you should be grateful to me. Think about it, compared with the arm I chopped off for you and this ghost claw now, which one do you think is better?"
Netherworld Walker was stunned for a moment and said: "Of course the current Netherworld Ghost Claw is better! So, I really thank you, so how can I thank you?"
Yang Kun pointed his hand at Yang Changmen and said: "Kill them all, and then commit suicide to apologize!"
Phew~!
After listening to Yang Kun's words, Yang Changmen and those behind him suddenly looked at Yang Kun. The Netherworld Walker laughed and said: "Okay, but before that, shouldn't you also taste the pain in your arms first?"
How does it feel to be cut off?”
Yang Kun groaned, opened his eyes, and said: "Forget it, you don't need to repay this kindness. Just think of it as a reward from me!"
Netherworld Walker sighed and said: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and be more relaxed. Do you dare to challenge me alone?"
Yang Kun laughed and said: "A clown dares to scream in front of me. If you don't dare, just come!"
After that, Yang Kun took a few steps forward, walked to the center of the two teams, and said: "You set the rules, and you can compete however you want!"
Nether Walker chuckled and said, "How about we compete in skills without using weapons?"
Yang Kun smiled faintly. His only weapon, the Iron Scythe, was corroded and melted by the poisonous mist of the Scorpion-tailed Wolverine when he was in the Hundred Beasts Mountains. Since the other party stipulated that weapons could not be used, Yang Kun had nothing to object to.
So he said cheerfully: "Okay!"
Nether Walker didn't expect that Yang Kun would agree so readily. He smiled and said: "If you don't use weapons, my Nether Ghost Claw can kill you within ten moves. Do you believe it?"
Yang Kun rolled his eyes and said, "You can wait until you kill me before talking, but don't let your tongue slip by talking nonsense again."
Seeing Yang Kun's contemptuous expression, Nether Walker's face suddenly turned fierce and he said fiercely: "I don't know whether to live or die, just wait and see!"
Suddenly, the figure of the Netherworld Walker turned into a black shadow, and with a whoosh, he closed the distance with Yang Kun, and at the same time shouted: "The first move of the Netherworld Ghost Claw, Heart Claw!"
Hearing a whooshing sound, the ghost claws of the Nether Walker suddenly multiplied several times and grabbed straight towards Yang Kun's chest. The speed was as fast as lightning. Yang Kun felt a chill in his chest and was shocked. He hurriedly pushed out
He gave a palm and said: "Xuan Ming Palm!"
Bang~!
Yang Kun suddenly felt as if he had been slapped on the steel plate, and he immediately stepped back more than a dozen steps, his palms aching. Yang Kun secretly exclaimed in surprise: "The Netherworld Ghost Claw is indeed as powerful as the legend says. It looks like it is
I underestimated the enemy."
Seeing Yang Kun retreating violently for more than ten steps, Nether Walker smiled proudly and said: "Haha, how about it? I only used the fifth level of skill!"
Yang Kun stood up and said: "It's not that good. I'm still standing here fine. Didn't you say you would kill me within ten moves? Come on!"
Nether Walker didn't expect Yang Kun to be so stubborn, so he said: "It seems that you won't cry without seeing the coffin. Well, I will help you!"
Suddenly, the Nether Walker suddenly moved, waved his arm, and swung out his giant claw again, shouting: "Soul-eating claw!"
Huhu~!
With the whistling sound of the wind, the ghost claws arrived at Yang Kun's side in a blink of an eye. Yang Kun took a closer look and saw that a whirlpool had formed on the claws at some point, and a soul-stirring pulling force made Yang Kun almost move.
No.
At the critical moment, there was just a whooshing sound, and countless blue arrows burst into the ghost claws.
With a pop, Nether Walker's ghost claws were immediately knocked back to their original shape, and then he looked at the sky in surprise.
A big bird in the sky blocks out the sky and the sun. It is the returning ice-feathered eagle.
Now that the ice feathered eagle has been released from its mad state, we don't know where the undead eagle has gone.
"Ice Feather Eagle?" Nether Walker did not expect that it was the Ice Feather Eagle that saved Yang Kun, and Yang Changmen also frowned and said: "The Ice Feather Eagle is back, why didn't the Undead Vulture come back? Could it be the Undead Vulture?
Defeated by the Ice Feather Eagle?"
And his intuition told Yang Kun that the undead vulture was not dead, but temporarily escaped the pursuit of the ice feathered eagle. Now that the ice feathered eagle has been released from its mad state, if he waits for the undead vulture to come back, the situation will be different for Yang.
Kun and the others are at a disadvantage.
Therefore, this war must be ended before the undead vulture comes back!
Therefore, Yang Kun no longer wasted time, but quickly jumped back into the team, and then said to Nether Walker: "Our game time is up, now, you all go to hell!"
Although Yang Kun's voice was not loud, every sentence revealed the murderous intention, which made Yang Changmen and others' expressions suddenly change, and they suddenly felt fear.
But Yang Changmen still pretended to be calm and said: "Boy, what are you so crazy about? Isn't it just a long-lost three-cone formation that kills you!"
Yang Kun smiled faintly, and did not waste any time with Yang Changmen. He suddenly held up his hands, and the energy in his body suddenly burst out, and then a set of triangular golden characters appeared above the team again.
Suddenly, the entire team suddenly lit up, as if it had been enchanted. The figures disappeared, and like thousands of troops, they rushed towards Yang Changmen and everyone with thunderous momentum.
At this time, Yang Changmen finally moved, and the robe on his body was seen to move automatically without any wind. Then there was a pop, black mist rose up, and two huge pythons stretched out from behind Yang Changmen.
Hiss~!
The two giant pythons are of different colors, one is dark red and the other is dazzling black.
Yang Kun, who was in the killing three-cone formation, suddenly closed his pupils and secretly shouted, "Strange, aren't these two snakes the same ones on the Netherworld Messenger? How could they run onto Yang Changmen's back?
?”
The two pythons behind Yang Changmen suddenly moved and opened their mouths at the same time. The red python spit out a blood-red ray, while the black python spit out wisps of black mist from its mouth, winding up and blending with the red ray.
, suddenly made a crackling sound, and the momentum was scary.
"Ink flame entangling ray?" Yang Kun yelled and said: "Isn't this skill formed by the fusion of two kinds of energy the Nether Messenger's proud skill during his lifetime? How could it be displayed by Yang Changmen? What on earth is going on?
What's going on?"
Yang Changmen suddenly showed a fierce look, laughed, and said: "Boy, what are you thinking about? Go to hell!"