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Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters a little inspiration

escape?

Needless to say, everyone knew very well that the warrior who said these words was Yang Yijian.

Looking at Yang Yijian, his breathing was weak, and he was almost in a life-or-death crisis.

Suddenly, the ancestor of the Yang family fell into an uncontrollable rage.

"Who? Who dares to attack our Yang family? I want him dead!"

When the ancestor of the Yang family arrived, he had already scanned the surrounding warriors with his soul.

He knew very well that not even a true god warrior appeared around him.

Although this is an incarnation of his thoughts, it can at least unleash the power of three mysterious true gods.

Coupled with the mystery of the law of speed, even the ordinary four mysterious true god warriors will not be his opponent.

Of course he won't be afraid.

At this time, his eyes were looking around eagerly.

The murderous intention is clear, like the coldness buried in an ice cave tens of thousands of miles away,

In an instant, it all erupted.

"Ancestor, now is not the time to worry about these things, run away! We must run away quickly.

Otherwise, you really can’t escape!”

This wanton outburst of murderous intent has no direction.

Yang Yijian, who was already dying, mustered up his last bit of energy and called out to his ancestors.

Yang Yijian didn't want to die.

At this time, nothing was as important as his life.

"Escape? If you don't escape? You will definitely not be able to escape?

This is really a joke. Do I need to escape because of my strength?

Even if the king of gods and demons appears here, I have the ability to fight with him.

Do I need to escape?"

The ancestor of the Yang family said the words "I need to escape" again and again.

This vividly displayed all the arrogance in his heart.

At the same time, it also showed that he thought it was very ridiculous for Yang Yijian to let him escape.

The arrogant Yang family ancestor sneered.

He looked around again, and suddenly his gaze was fixed on Xiao Mo.

To be precise, it should be above the innate killing sword in Xiao Mo's hand.

"What an innate killing weapon. It would be such a waste of such a divine weapon to fall into the hands of an unknown person like you!"

There was obvious greed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Yang family.

"My lord, ancestor of the Yang family, that innate killing sword is the inherited divine sword of your Yang family.

The current state is the shape after peeling off the outer layer of rare treasures and the cast shell."

It was Sun Liang who spoke.

His ideas are different from Yang Yijian.

What if the thought and Dharma image of this ancestor of the Yang family took Yang Yijian and fled?

These people, in the end, are just the dishes on the chopping board, with no chance of survival at all.

Only provocation made the ancestor of the Yang family fight Xiao Mo.

Only then will they have a chance to escape from the seventh floor.

Obviously, there are definitely not a few warriors who can think of this place.

Some people nodded seemingly without leaving a trace. They were ready to wait until the battle started and flee directly.

The arrogant ancestor of the Yang family did not notice this, and his expression was already shrouded in unexpected surprise.

"It turns out that this is the inherited divine sword of our Yang family.

Boy, so you are the one who severely damaged the Yang family’s strongest talent, Yang Yijian?

Injuring our Yang family, we also want to rob our Yang family’s divine sword.

Is our Yang family so easy to bully?"

The ancestor of the Yang family was filled with murderous rage and burst out again.

Different from the previous explosion that had no purpose, this time its purpose was very clear, and that was Xiao Mo who was holding the innate killing sword.

"Ancestor, no! You can't provoke him. He has a unique sword in his hand. You can only deal with him if you come in your true form!"

Yang Yijian's face became even more ugly.

He knew in his heart that even the arrival of his ancestor might not be able to resist him.

"Shut up! I thought your talent was very good. You would definitely become the leader of the new generation of the Yang family in the future.

I just didn't expect that your courage is really ridiculous.

I am the thought and dharma of a king.

The power of the law of speed, fused with my thoughts, can even kill the four mysterious true gods.

You actually said that I am no match for a warrior who has not yet set foot as a demigod. Not only are you afraid of death, but you have also blasphemed the glory of our Yang family."

This time, the ancestor of the Yang family scolded desperately.

Then, without even looking at Yang Yijian, he focused his attention on Xiao Mo again.

"Now, hand over the innate killing sword immediately. Then shatter your soul. Only when your soul flies away can your sins be eradicated.

Otherwise, your next fate will be only one, and that is life worse than death.

I leave the choice to you!

Now, it’s up to you to choose.”

The smile on Xiao Mo's face became weird.

"Ancestor of the Yang family, you are really proud and confident.

However, I have to say that you should really listen to the words of your great-great-grandson Yang Yijian and run away immediately.

After all, I really didn't expect that the proud Yang Yijian would eventually choose to run away like a turtle.

By then, if you rush, it may really be possible for you to succeed.

But now, everything is too late.

You have no way to escape!"

While speaking, Xiao Mo's palm fell on the green leather gourd again.

"What a joke! I have no way to escape? I don't need to escape at all.

Since you don’t eat the toast and you drink as a penalty, I’ll kindly give you a ride!”

The ancestor of the Yang family's thoughts taunted wildly.

Xiao Mo had no idea of ​​wasting time.

"Please baby, turn around!"

Suddenly, a mysterious light prevailed again, and the flying knife with wings suddenly crossed the void and came towards the ancestor of the Yang family.

The thoughts of the ancestor of the Yang family are similar to those of Feng Yi before.

He didn't put the Immortal-Decapitating Flying Knife in his eyes at all.

But when the flashing sword light came, his expression instantly condensed.

A horrifying look from the depths of his soul filled his cheeks.

He suffered the same consequences as Feng Yi.

His whole body was locked by the mysterious power, and he could not make any movements at all. He could only watch the flying knives approaching continuously.

Almost at the same time, many nobles around them began to move in unison.

It turned into streams of light and headed towards the corner of the seventh floor.

Only then did the ancestor of the Yang family realize that he was being used as a weapon by these brats.

I also understand why Yang Yijian persuaded him to escape again and again.

It's just that it's too late.

That sharp light flashed across the Yang family ancestor's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the arrogant and murderous ancestor of the Yang family had completely become a thing of the past.

In the void, only a mysterious light flickered.

Seeing this mysterious light, the warriors who saw everything through the illusion screen were completely dumbfounded.

Originally, many warriors wanted to use their thoughts and Dharma to test the limits of the immortal-killing flying knife.

At this time, a look of fear could be seen on their faces.


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