The sword's light was bright and glowing with blood.
When the sword came out, it seemed to contain endless bloody killing intent, like a bloody picture, slowly spreading out in the void, sweeping the angel disciples into it.
No matter how you say it, the disciple of the angel is a genuine king-level strongman. He was hit by Ye Junlang's fist seal just now. He was really horrified. He didn't expect that with his king-level strength, he could not completely defeat Ye Junlang.
The boxing style that Jun Lang just evolved.
He had no doubt that if Ye Junlang had the same level of strength as him, then the punch that Ye Junlang evolved would be enough to completely kill him!
Because such a punch can be called the ultimate state, and he has no way to resist or break it.
He couldn't allow him to think too much, as Xuetu's second blood sword move was already coming to kill him.
"kill!"
The angel disciple rose up in rage, and the secret realm of his own power was boiling. The endless power of the secret realm swept out. He swung the blood-colored sickle in his hand and slashed forward with a shocking bloody edge, which covered this space.
It tore apart and faced the dazzling bloody sword light.
clang!
Two shocking sharp edges collided in the void, creating a terrifying and boundless energy impact.
When the two sharp edges collided together, the blood knife in the blood slaughterer's hand suddenly split again and formed a knife-marking style, cutting towards the vital parts of the angel disciple's body at an extremely fast speed.
The angelic disciple waved the bloody sickle in his hand to block quickly, mainly to deflect some fatal killing moves, but some of the sword light still hit his body, splattering with blood.
Ye Junlang dodged and rushed towards the side of the Angel's disciples, and without any explanation he used his fists to strike forward to kill.
The bloody sickle in the hands of the Angel's Disciple was entangled with the blood knife of Xue Tu. Facing Ye Junlang's offensive, he could only punch with his left hand and sometimes sweep his legs to fight with Ye Junlang.
Bang! Bang!
Ye Junlang continued to take the offensive of exchanging injuries for injuries, without trying to dodge the punches coming from the angel disciples. When the angel disciples' offensive hit him, the punches he evolved also hit him.
On the waist of the angel disciple.
The angel's disciple was once again shocked by the punch, causing blood to bleed from the corner of his mouth. In this moment of trance, the bloody knife in the blood butcher's hand once again made a bloody wound on his body.
If the angel's disciple hadn't blocked and dodged extremely quickly, Xue Tu's sword just now would have been enough to kill him.
Ye Junlang was injured again and fell to the ground. He suddenly felt the sharp pain in his internal organs and flesh and blood as if tearing apart. All the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted. He seemed to be exhausted. He could not even stand.
Can't get up.
To put it bluntly, Ye Junlang's injuries have been extremely serious, which means that he has an unparalleled physique. If it were others, he would have died countless times. In addition, he possesses Nine Yang Qi and blood, and the strong Qi and blood provides a steady stream of energy.
His physical fitness is so strong that he can grit his teeth and persist in fighting until now.
But after all, he is made of flesh and blood, and his iron body will sometimes become weak.
Although he has broken through the realm, he is still scarred, and the Nine Yang Fist style he evolved just now consumes a lot of his physical energy and the power of the secret realm. Now he really feels like he can't hold on anymore.
However, if the powerful enemy has not yet killed him, how can he fall?
My brother is still fighting alone, how can I stand by and watch?
As long as you have a breath, you must stand up and fight!
Ye Junlang's eyes were red, and a raging fighting spirit was burning in his chest. The blood all over his body was about to boil. His Nine Yang Qi and blood rising into the sky were also blazing again, constantly stimulating stronger energy.
Potential.
At this moment, Ye Junlang raised his eyes and suddenly saw a bloody sword light, which was evolving and forming.
It turned out that as the angel disciples were repeatedly injured, he also sensed a sense of crisis. He realized that if this battle could not be resolved, his life would be in great danger.
Therefore, he is taking action with all his strength, and the power of his own secret realm is constantly surging out. He is approaching the angel disciples at all costs. The bloody sickle in his hand cuts through the air, and he attacks with a crazy momentum.
The bloody massacre forced the bloody massacre to retreat step by step.
Under such circumstances, Xue Tu's own aura suddenly surged, and a layer of bloody murderous aura that seemed to be substantial filled his body, and a fierce and fierce killing intention also rose at any time.
"Three Blood Knife Styles!"
Xuetu shouted loudly, he urged the blood knife in his hand and evolved the three blood knife moves.
At that moment, not only the bloody sword in his hand, but also his whole body became a part of this sword style, and an extremely powerful sword intention was vaguely revealed from his body.
Xuetu and the bloody knife in his hand turned into a shocking sword light, retreating instead of advancing, slashing the angel's disciples.
The corners of the angel's disciple's eyes trembled, and a hint of crisis emerged from the bottom of his heart. He instinctively felt that he needed to avoid the light of this sword.
Then, the angel disciples retreated and retreated quickly.
"Fist transforms into Nine Suns!"
Suddenly, a roar like thunder sounded behind the angel disciples.
Ye Junlang's figure appeared in a flash, and he forcibly activated his secret power, and once again evolved the boxing style of Fist Transformation into Nine Suns.
Rumble!
In an instant, nine fist seals emerged in the void, like nine suns across the sky, blooming with blazing dazzling light. The heavy fist intention contained within was revealed, blessing the fist seals, with lightning-like speed.
The speed attack struck behind the angel's disciples.
The Angel's disciple's face suddenly changed. He sensed Ye Junlang's offensive. The problem was that he couldn't counterattack at all, otherwise the bloody sword in front of him would directly cut into his body.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the angel disciple made a choice. He waved the bloody sickle in his hand, and the horizontal bar was directed toward the terrifying sword light that came straight ahead like lightning.
Almost instantly, all nine of Ye Junlang's fist seals hit the angel disciple's back.
"Wow--"
The angel's disciple coughed up blood again, his body shook violently, his breath became disordered, and a fatal flaw appeared in the attack of the bloody sickle in his hand in an instant.
that moment--
laugh!
Xue Tu slashed at him with the blood knife in his hand. The bloody knife light flashed away, and the whole person also passed by the angel's disciples.
After Xue Tu stopped, he knelt on one knee and held the blood knife in his left hand to support the ground.
The third blow of Blood Knife had already consumed all his own strength.
The same was true for Ye Junlang. On the verge of collapse, he rushed forward at the last moment and used all his strength to develop a fist that turned into Jiuyang. His whole body seemed to be hollowed out and he fell to the ground.
, every time you take a breath, a mouthful of blood will come out.
As for the angel disciple, he was still standing where he was, but he didn't make any move.
He lowered his head, and his eyes that gradually lost focus could see a bloody scar on his chest and abdomen. He didn't know how deep it was, but it was permanently fixed there.
The angel disciple suddenly raised his head, and he was about to walk towards Ye Junlang, but the next moment——
boom!
The Angel Disciple's chest and abdomen suddenly folded in half, as if divided into two parts, and a spurt of blood swept out from the fractured chest and abdomen, overflowing to the ground.
This knife almost cut the angel's disciple in half, with only a layer of flesh and skin on the back still connected!
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