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- Being distracted in battle is a taboo for monks. The two of them turned into monks. They were shocked by Xiao Hen's change. They took action and the airtight offensive immediately collapsed.
"You are doing two things, pretend I don't exist!" Yang Hong sneered, wiped the blood from his mouth, and slashed away with the Po Gang knife. Black flames spread across the sky, turning into a waterfall that reached the sky, hung upside down in the sky, and burned out a ten-meter black cave.
The two people turned into monks and rushed up. The vision above them became more solid. It was obvious that they no longer retained their strength. Their energy was surging, tigers roared and bears roared, filling the entire forest.
Another shocking scene, Yang Hong resisted the two men, holding the sky with one hand, showing great majesty without any sign of defeat.
The two Qingyang Sect monks became more and more frightened. The three of them besieged Yang Hong. He could only resist and was unable to fight back. He was suppressed. But once one person was separated, the situation suddenly changed. The Po Gang Sword was like a ruler of fire across the sky. Sweeping it, the flames surged, and a mere yellow-grade sword technique was transformed into decay in his hands, which was extremely miraculous.
Turning around, I saw Xiao Henzheng and Shen Huan in the distance, inseparable. The pace of the battle was so fast that it was frightening.
Shen Huan used the Blood Explosion Divine Technique, and his strength increased dramatically. He could compete with others as monks, but his vitality was still overstretched. His hair was white, stained with blood, and his whole body was dilapidated, but his body was hunched and unyielding.
"The secret technique of self-destruction has a time limit. Let's see how long you can hold on!" Xiao Hen's true energy was overwhelming, flowing across his body. The black panther above his head opened his teeth and claws, as if he had merged with him. His hands turned into leopard claws, and his feet were like Tail whip, amazing offensive attack.
Shen Huan's hands were withered and stained with blood. He was very scary, but his expression was not panic at all. Suddenly he rose into the sky, his silver hair flying. When he roared, he became older, his hoarseness was like the grinding of a millstone, with a monstrous sound. The true energy boils like water, rolling and washing away.
"At this point, you're still distracted, go to hell!" Yang Hong slashed with his sword, and the fire was flowing across it. There was a soft pop, the Po Gang knife couldn't withstand the huge amount of energy, and it started to crack. , the monk with the fierce tiger on his head was caught off guard and was immediately beheaded. The vision flickered, like a bucket of cold water being poured out.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The Pogang Saber was completely shattered, turned into pieces of iron, and shot out everywhere. The other person turned into a monk, unable to withstand the hit, and blood flowed gurglingly.
With a flip of his hand and a punch, Yang Hongru entered an uninhabited area and punched the bear-like monk above him in the abdomen. With a bang, he fell to the ground.
Yang Hong¡¯s true energy attacked the bodyguard and suddenly penetrated his abdomen. Blood flowed like a stream. His expression was stunned. Suddenly his eyes closed and he died.
"What!" Everyone was shocked.
With one against two, Yang Hong actually won, killing one person, what a terrifying result.
"Xiong Qianshan, why don't you attack with all your strength!" Xiao Hen shouted. He vaguely felt the crisis. A man turned into a monk and died under Yang Hong's fist. Even he couldn't do it. At this moment, two against two, they were evenly matched. His opponent is also quite difficult.
"Ah! Damn it, it's time," Shen Huan suddenly screamed. The vitality in his body was constantly draining away, extremely fast, and his combat power increased tenfold. Finally, it came to an end.
"Haha, the statute of limitations has expired, boy, accept your fate!" Xiao Hen was overjoyed and attacked with all his strength. Shen Huan was like a balloon being punctured, his combat power gradually lost, and he was even worse than an ordinary person.
"Damn it, I have to let you go into the water even if I die!" Shen Huan did not retreat but moved forward. He spread out his arms, and his whole body was burning like the scorching sun. He suddenly threw himself in front of Xiao Hen and hugged him.
"Blood Explosion Magic, Explosion, Explosion, Explosion!" Shen Huan was as ferocious as a beast, his eyes were filled with madness, and his whole body exploded at the same time. There were blood holes one after another, and essence gushed out. His body was already dilapidated and in danger.
"Looking for death! Get out of here." Xiao Hen was extremely embarrassed and wanted to break free. Shen Huan fought with his life, and his true energy exploded, even him was seriously injured. With a flick of his hand, there was a snap, and Shen Huan was thrown away with all his strength, and fell in the distance. I don¡¯t know life or death.
No human bomb can kill Xiao Hen. His combat power is the highest among the three human monks. He has true energy flowing across him, swimming like a dragon, and a black panther above his head, like a great demon descending into the world.
"Xiao Hen, come help me and kill him together!" At this moment, Xiong Qianshan was fighting Yang Hong alone, and he realized how terrifying Yang Hong was. He was as tyrannical as a savage beast, with a strong body, a dragon's spirit, and a tiger's fierceness. Even after the bloody battle, there was no sign of fatigue.
Xiong Qianshan sacrificed a bronze sledgehammer, with purple energy boiling. With one blow, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the tree trunks flew across and were crushed into pieces. But Yang Hong was even more terrifying. With one arm, he punched and palmed, he was shaken hard. The bronze sledgehammer caused Xiong Qianshan to collapse continuously and his blood boiled.
"Brother, I will help you after I kill that kid!" Xiao Hen showed his murderous intent and wanted to kill Shen Huan first and wash away the shame with blood.
He stepped out in the air with a step of tens of feet, roared loudly, and was about to crush Shen Huan to death.
Shen Huan¡¯s old body is like a dead tree, with almost no vitality and no blood.??Xiao Hen descended from the sky and stepped hard. Suddenly, a cold voice made him tremble all over.
"You, you think I don't exist!" It was Yang Hong. He didn't know when he knocked back Xiong Qianshan with one punch. He rushed in front of Shen Huan in a few steps. He held up the sky with one hand and pushed Xiao Hen back with his big foot. .
"Who are you?" Between the two fighting arenas, it was like a deserted place, and he knocked back the monks with one punch. Yang Hong's fighting power was so frightening that Xiao Hen's face changed drastically.
Xiong Qianshan fell in the distance, opening his mouth and vomiting blood. The vision above his head was that he had been killed by Yang Hong, and most of his combat power was lost.
"Kill your man!" Yang Hong rushed forward, sparing no effort, his true energy surged, and with one arm, he shook the world.
Yang Hong's combat power is as strong as that of a strong man. His true energy is so mysterious that he attacks and protects the body. He punches Xiong Qianshan, creating a bloody hole, and then turns around to block Xiao Hen's volleying foot.
"Is this still a human? Why is he so fast?" This move undoubtedly controlled the situation of the battle. Xiao Hen and Xiong Qianshan felt cold all over their bodies, from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
The more Yang Hong fights, the stronger he gets. The black energy is overwhelming. Behind him, a dark star field appears vaguely, dotted with starlight, like the Milky Way, hanging upside down in the void.
"Human mutant elephant, he is just a body-protecting monk, how did he condense into a human mutant elephant!" Xiong Qianshan was shocked.
Yang Hong was in a mysterious realm. The Demonic Star Foundation Building Technique was running crazily. The acupoints all over his body shone with golden light during the battle and were connected together. Suddenly, there was a strange phenomenon above his head, and his aura surged. Xiong Qianshan could see Yang Hong's cultivation. Nothing has changed, but when the vision unfolds, everything feels so small, as if we are in an endless universe, cold, dark, and boundless, which makes us think of despair.
"Xiong Qianshan, let's go, run away, we can't kill him!" Xiao Hen trembled, one of his feet was hit by Yang Hong's punch, and it is still sore and numb to this day, and he can't use any strength. Seeing this scene, he can no longer If you don't dare to stay, you have to leave.
"I want to leave, but it's too late, so please stay with me!" Yang Hong opened his eyes, his energy was shining brightly, and suddenly he restrained himself. He stretched out one arm, pulled it, and a black energy enveloped his fist, and he blasted towards Xiong Qianshan.
bump! Xiong Qianshan couldn't dodge and pushed hard, but his body lost control and collapsed backwards.
A deep mark as thick as a human body was pulled out from the ground, and giant trees were penetrated through the thick trunks.
Yang Hong had a strange vision hanging over his head, and could not see his true appearance clearly. It was like a mist, covering everything. When he stepped out, black air spread across the sky, the plants withered, and their vitality was lost.
"It's your turn!" Yang Hong sneered, looking indifferent.
He was like a demon god, shocking everyone in the world. Xiao Hen stepped back with his hands. With a shake of his hand, he took out a disc-shaped earthen jar from the storage bag. It was covered with streaks and had a terrifying aura.
"This is a magic weapon!" Yang Hong's eyes flashed.
Xiao Hen sacrificed the magic weapon, and his whole body was shaken. This was his life-saving means, and he would never use it unless it was absolutely necessary. Moreover, with his current cultivation level, he could not fully control the huge pressure.
"Boy, no matter who you are, if you kill my Qingyang Sect disciple, no matter how strong you are, you will have to pay the price!" Xiao Hen spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, the Taoist robe was already torn, and blood dripped out and stuck to the earthen jar. , was absorbed all at once.
"This is the magic weapon that the demon monks were destined to refine!" Yang Hong was shocked again and attacked suddenly.
"Poof!" Xiao Hen's method was repeated, damaging his own essence and blood, spraying out a puff of blood mist, using it as burning nutrients, and sprinkled it on the magic weapon, allowing it to absorb it desperately.
The demonic energy soared into the sky, and the heaven and earth were covered. A terrifying force spread out with Xiao Hen as the center.
The dark wind howled, and the blood energy spread. Xiao Hen could not withstand the power of the magic weapon, and his skin cracked open, and blood beads overflowed. All of them were swallowed up by the magic weapon, leaving no trace left.
This is an evil magic weapon. It was refined by a great monk of the demonic path through his life essence and blood. Xiao Hen cannot exert one-tenth of the effect, but even so, the power caused by it is enough to destroy All acquired monks.
Yang Hong suffered from this pressure, his body collapsed, and his life was at risk. He supported his knees with one arm to prevent himself from collapsing, but the power gradually increased, like a mountain range, spanning the center of the world, overlooking all things.
"Blood Refining Furnace!" Xiao Hen roared, and the earthen jar rushed to the top of his head, merging with the vision above his head,
In the vision scroll, the heaven and earth were overturned and began to crack. They could not withstand the pressure of the blood furnace and collapsed.
Xiao Hen was as ferocious as a ghost, his Taoist robe collapsed, he was completely naked, his blood veins were cut off, and he flew towards the vision above his head.
"Damn it!" Yang Hong punched out, intending to crush the vision before the Blood Refining Furnace reached its peak, but the overwhelming power was too powerful, and his body felt like?Confined, unable to move even half a minute.
This is the magic weapon suppression of the great realm. The blood refining furnace must be something sacrificed by the innate monks, and it overflows with traces of innate demonic energy. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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