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Chapter four hundred and eightieth out of control(1/2)

"You are so unfavorable to Yang Wenjun?" Mo Youming felt like he was going crazy.

This guy was very sarcastic when talking big, but I couldn't find any chance to refute. Even at this time, even Mo Youming couldn't help feeling that Yang Wenjun was indeed a little lost.

"I just told a fact."

Mo Youming couldn't help but roll his eyes: "If it's a good thing, how sure are you?"

"Ten percent." Zhuo Junlin answered without thinking.

In one sentence, Mo Youming almost ran away on the spot.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.

Even if you dare to say such big words, you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue? Your current cultivation is far inferior to Yang Wenjun. Even Yang Wenjun is so unfavorable. With your three-legged cat's cultivation, can you be sure to compete with everyone?

Ten percent?

I see, you little bastard will probably be beaten and cried on the spot by laughing.

"If I take action, maybe I will laugh, I won't even have the chance to stand in front of me." Zhuo Junlin's eyes were full of disdain: "That's a great practitioner in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. Why should I fight him face to face? Aren't it much simpler to fight, drugging, assassination and other methods much easier than to fight head-on now? Only those who like to show off like Yang Wenjun can do such irrational things."

Mo Youming looked at Zhuo Junlin in amazement, his eyes full of surprise.

Beat a stick?

Drug?

Assassination?

etc?

Why do I feel so familiar with these methods?

Isn’t this the trick that the demons have always used the most? Why does this little bastard actually use it now? And seeing that this little bastard is doing it casually, it must have done a lot of such sinful things.

"Methods do not sound open and upright, but they are undoubtedly the most practical and effective method. Yidu Xiao's current cultivation level, I really can't even think of other methods besides these methods." Zhuo Junlin sighed softly: "But as long as you can achieve the goal, it doesn't matter whether the method is glorious. At least, you must ensure that these methods are definitely not unusable under the premise of completing this goal!"

At this time, even the poisonous demon was stunned.

This little bastard is indeed the successor of the Lord of Emperor Fall!

Not only did he learn a lot of madness, but he also had great achievements in insidiousness and viciousness. Even this kind of righteous and evil nature has learned a lot of the style of the Lord of Emperor Fall!

They all laughed and angry.

Furious.

Originally, I thought that I only needed to take down Yang Wenjun and the boring game could end. Without Yang Wenjun's interference, I thought that everything would become very simple.

But now, Yang Wenjun's strength is also surprisingly surprised.

This woman is not only much stronger than she imagined, but also much stronger than she imagined.

Even at this moment, even I laughed and felt a little regret in my heart.

If I had known that Yang Wenjun was so difficult, I would never have agreed to Yang Wenjun's invitation to fight. I originally thought that Yang Wenjun could be solved by just taking action, and it would have just made the anger in my heart. But I never expected that Yang Wenjun was already forced to get into trouble now.

Looking at the long sword raised in Yang Wenjun's hand, even though he was smiling, he couldn't help but feel an invisible pressure.

No matter how life and death are the outcome of this battle, my old face has long been lost.

The Daluo Jinxian, who was defeated by a young monk in the holy realm, could imagine what his reputation would become in the future. Even since then, his current affairs will become a joke in the mouths of countless creatures.

"Everyone laughs, come and die."

Yang Wenjun's voice was very cold and arrogant.

Everyone's smiled and his face turned black and turned into a dark bottom.

This girl really doesn't look like a good person!

However, Yang Wenjun didn't give Du Xiao time to think about it at all, and he rushed over with his sword. The sword energy soared into the sky, and the boundless sword intent raged, filling the entire world.

Like a tide of sword intent swept straight towards Duo Xiao, as if to twist everything into powder.

Zhu Xian Sword Intention.

Only understand it, not telling it.

There is no sword move at all.

Some are just the domineering spirit that seems to be under the sword that is to overwhelm the world. Some are just the courage that goes forward under the sword. Some are just the heroic spirit of the sky that is not as strong as the enemy,,,,,,

With one sword, it seems to be about to strangle the enemy.

Duo Xiao suddenly shouted angrily, and the sky spear in his hand came out, directly facing Yang Wenjun's sword force.

The swords and spears intersected, and a loud bang sounded.

The Bordered Sword Intent seemed to have found the outlet of catharsis and exploded directly in the air.

However, everyone laughed angrily, and a flying knife shot directly at Yang Wenjun in his palms.

This sword was when Yang Wenjun's sword power was not yet born. Moreover, Yang Wenjun's figure was in the air and there was no time to change his body shape at all.

Yang Wenjun's figure couldn't help but stumble in the air and fell to the ground.

Even when Yang Wenjun landed on the ground, blood had already oozed out of his shoulders, but the blood was black and there was a strong poison on the flying knife.

However, everyone laughed like lightning, and the sky spear in their palm appeared again, and directly stabbed Yang Wenjun with a spear.

The huge Tiange pierced Yang Wenjun's chest, and blood gushed out, dyeing Tiange red.

The battlefield suddenly became silent like death, and all living beings could not help but stare at Yang Wenjun, who had been aroused by Ran Tiange.

Even though the human race had not had time to react to this incident, even though Du Xiao had already picked Yang Wenjun's figure above the Heavenly Ghost, everyone still felt a dizzy feeling. The sudden change, everyone couldn't help but stand on the spot,,,,,,,

Why did it suddenly become like this?

Even such changes made everyone feel incredible.

Everyone laughed with a ferocious smile on their lips, and there seemed to be a strong hatred between their eyes. When they looked at Yang Wenjun, they seemed to want to swallow him alive.

"Yang Wenjun, do you have today too?"

Everyone laughed strangely: "It turns out that the arrogant daughter of the God of War is just like this. Even now, in my opinion, you are not clear from those lonely ghosts who died in my hands. The only difference is that they are thinner and tender, and they look more watery."

"Yeah?"

A cold voice came out of Yang Wenjun's mouth.

Even if they were laughed at the sky, Yang Wenjun's voice was still as cold as ever.

The only difference is that the disdain in Yang Wenjun's tone became more obvious. Everyone seemed to be able to feel the chill in Yang Wenjun's speech.

Everyone smiled slowly and looked up, staring at Yang Wenjun who was flying on the sky.

However, Yang Wenjun's figure turned into light rain at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even with Du Xiao's eyesight, he could not see clearly what method Yang Wenjun used. He saw that Yang Wenjun's figure became more and more transparent and illusory, and in just a few breaths, it had disappeared above the sky.

Everyone laughed and looked around quickly, and their spiritual thoughts were released.

However, at this moment, I couldn't feel any breath of Yang Wenjun, as if Yang Wenjun had disappeared from this world, and it seemed that Yang Wenjun had never existed at all.

But they all laughed but didn't dare to be careless at all, and they even complained in their hearts.

He knew that Yang Wenjun must be still nearby, and that he must be in a place where his spiritual sense had not sensed it, and was preparing to take a storm at any time.

Suddenly, I laughed and suddenly felt a chill of vest, but a long sword had passed through my heart.

All the emotions on Du Xiao’s face frozen in an instant, but the originally extremely nervous expression was slightly surprised. Then Du Xiao waved his hand and grabbed it directly behind him, but he felt a chill in his neck. Then Du Xiao saw his head and body begin to separate, his head flew directly into the air, and his body fell to the ground with a bang,,,,,,

Yang Wenjun's body was erect and directly distanced himself from Du Xiao's body.

Even though he was smiling, his head had been cut off, but Yang Wenjun's face was not at all relaxed, and the worry between his eyebrows was getting stronger and stronger.,,,,,,

"Okay, OK, OK."

He cheered three times in succession, and laughed and slowly stood up, and a head grew from his neck: "It turns out that the training of the God of War and the Old Pavilion Master is limited to some. The disciples of the guardian of the world will also make such despicable sneak attack methods. The daughter of the God of War in the Great Snow Mountain will also use this sinister method."

"Use his way to do it, just give it to him." Yang Wenjun's eyes were cold: "I, Yang Wenjun, are not as open as the God of War, nor as upright as the Master. I only know to use blood to fight blood to fight teeth. Even if you stab me, I will give you a sword. If you pierce my body with the Heavenly Spear, then I will only cut off your head."

At this time, Yang Wenjun's eyes were still full of disdain.

The figure seemed taller and taller at this moment.

For blood, for tooth.

Such words came from Yang Wenjun, but they had a different momentum.

Even everyone seemed to be able to hear the heroic spirit of Yang Wenjun's words. Even many veterans on the battlefield who had been famous for a long time could not help but feel a surge of blood rising from the sky,,,,,,

"good."

The old Pavilion Master looked at the heroic figure in the mirror and couldn't help but shout. At this time, the old monster who had lived for countless years was like a young naughty boy, screaming without any image.

The people around them rolled their eyes one by one, and they had no shame to look at this guy.

This old madman is a perfect madman. I don’t know who almost fought with everyone because of the rescue, but now he is yelling here like a person who is fine.

Face?

Where is moral integrity?

You can't just want it yourself, so let all of us think that it has never happened!
To be continued...
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