Kill!

Wang Yang roared and came with rolling demons.

One of his palms formed a dark five-finger seal, and there were magic lines flowing between the palms. Not to mention his cultivation level, this palm alone was powerful enough, and there were probably not many martial arts cultivators of the same level.

The only reason he can block it is because his true energy contains terrifying magic power, which is far stronger than the martial arts true energy.

Roar!

Zhao Yun's energy and blood rose, and he struck forward with a mighty dragon in his palm.

The two palms collided, causing a thunderstorm, and a layer of halo spread outward.

Looking at the two sides fighting, Wang Yang only took half a step back, while Zhao Yun took a full step back. His palms were split open and blood was flowing out. Wang Yang's blow was hard, and his arm was numb from the shock.

After struggling with his strength, he was at a disadvantage.

Wang Yang smiled, a ferocious smile, excited and violent, more evil spirits surged out, and there were wailing sounds of fierce ghosts. He swallowed countless innocent creatures, and even the souls of innocent people were hidden in the magic power. Just hearing the sound would disturb his mind.

In this state, he seemed to have infinite magic power. The dark magic energy rolled in the sky, forming a layer of clouds covering the vast stars. The magic power was increasing again and again. Perhaps it was too powerful, and the stone houses and tiled houses in the village were shaken.

Exploded into flying ash.

"Qilin, open."

Zhao Yun screamed in his heart and opened his Qilin body.

The Qilin totem was carved one after another, and the momentum increased sharply. You could still faintly hear the roar of Qilin. He sacrificed it to Long Yuan. The golden sword energy extended three inches, and the sword body was torn apart by thunder and lightning. There was even more black and yellow energy lingering. Before the sword was drawn,

The power of the sword has reached its peak, and what he wants is a decisive kill with one sword.

"What pure blood."

Wang Yang smiled ferociously, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Smiling, a cold sword pierced his chest and cut off his heart.

This is Zhao Yun's instant kill, which is impossible to guard against.

Wang Yang screamed horribly, and the black evil spirit surged out, knocking Zhao Yun away.

And he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the sky. Blood spurted out from the sword mark on his chest. He didn't expect that he would be killed instantly, so he was caught off guard. He was killed by the sword and died on the spot. He never closed his eyes until he died.

, the blood-red eyes at that moment still retained cruelty and bloodlust.

"The cause and effect between you and me is over."

Zhao Yun spoke plainly and came with his sword in hand, his expression joyless and worry-free.

Although the day to kill Wang Yang came late, fortunately he did not miss it.

However, before he could reach it, he saw Wang Yang's body standing straight up again. At first glance, he thought it was a fake corpse. A black evil spirit surged out with Wang Yang as the center, carrying something with him.

Due to the extremely strong magic power, Zhao Yun, who was unprepared, was knocked over on the spot.

"How can it be."

Zhao Yun forcibly steadied his body, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He could see through Wang Yang's heart, which had been pierced by his sword just now. Now it was restored, and even the sword marks on his chest were healed.

, and Wang Yang’s blood eyes, which had annihilated the demonic light, also bloomed with a terrifying black light again. They were still violent and bloodthirsty, and even more so than before. If he was just like a demon before, then at this moment,

Wang Yang is a demon.

His heart veins were broken, but he could still be resurrected.

This sudden surprise caught him off guard.

"I haven't been this excited for many days."

Wang Yang smiled faintly, twisting his neck happily and inhaling the bloody smell.

While he was talking, you could see a magic pattern carved into the center of his forehead, which seemed to be alive, one after another, covering half of his face. It was scary just to look at it.

"He has a clear mind." Zhao Yun murmured.

A sober demon is much stronger than a confused demon, at least not compared to the berserk Youlan, because a sober demon is in a fighting mood, while a confused demon can only fight indiscriminately. In this way, like Youlan,

Every move is flawed, and any one of them is fatal.

"I smell a familiar scent from you."

Wang Yang licked his scarlet tongue and walked slowly towards him with a magic knife in his hand. His magic eyes had a kind of enchantment in them. He wanted to see through Zhao Yun at a glance, but unfortunately his vision was limited and he could not break through the mysterious veil.

"Heavenly Thunder Array."

Zhao Yun spoke coldly and squatted on the ground, Long Yuan sword inserted into the ground.

Suddenly, the ground cracked in a radius of a hundred feet, and lightning blades shot straight upwards.

"Can an attack of this level kill me?"

Wang Yang smiled playfully, ferocious and sinister. He didn't stop walking and let the thunder blade slash his body. The thunder blade was indeed powerful enough. It cut out blood gouges one after another on his body. Strangely, the thunder blade blood gouges

It healed in the blink of an eye, and even the bleeding blood flowed back into the body.

"What an overbearing resilience."

Zhao Yun couldn't help being surprised, and he saw more clearly. Every drop of demon blood flowing out of Wang Yang's body seemed to have the power of regeneration, which was beyond the scope of resilience. People like this need to be beaten to ashes all the way, even if

Even if the other party has only one breath left, he can still be reshaped. He considers himself to have rich experience, but this is the first time for him to see a weird demon like Wang Yang, and he has never heard of it before.

Whoosh!

When he was startled and suspicious, Wang Yang was already killing him like a ghost, slashing with his sword.

Zhao Yun moved away with his foot on the God of Wind, turned his hand and slashed Wang Yang away with a sword. Wang Yang gave a ferocious laugh and turned back instantly, with a bloody light shooting out of his eyes. Zhao Yun flew behind him and danced around Long Yuan, blocking them all before he could stabilize himself.

, Wang Yang arrived again, and the magic sword in his hand changed its form and turned into a black magic sword. The sword was extremely powerful and had the power of locking. Zhao Yun thought he could not avoid it.

boom

!

At this moment, he opened the body-protecting Tiangang.

The golden light shield was stretched out with him as the center, the breath was strong and the momentum was domineering.

Wang Yang, who had just been killed, was knocked over on the spot.

Zhao Yun never let go of such an opportunity. He stepped on the Wind God Step and instantly became like a rainbow.

puff!

As soon as Wang Yang fell, he was struck by Zhao Yun Fenglei's sword.

But this sword made Zhao Yun frown. He was targeting the heart of Wang Yang's Mingmen. He never thought that Wang Yang had moved his heart at the previous moment, so that his killing sword would

It only penetrated Wang Yang's chest simply, and it did not endanger his life at all.

"What a body-protecting Tiangang."

Wang Yang smiled sinisterly, his white teeth showing, shining with a faint light.

As he finished speaking, his demonic body shook, and the rolling magic energy surged with evil energy. Zhao Yun, who was the closest, was knocked out for the second time, and he followed him like a shadow, and was struck down by Ling Tian's sword.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun held Long Yuan in both hands and slashed it out.

The two swords collided sonorously and forcefully, creating bright sparks.

Wang Yang's magic sword was knocked away, and Zhao Yun's Long Yuan also fell all the way. The two swords fell to the ground in no particular order, one was stuck diagonally on the ground, and the other was stuck diagonally on the rock, both buzzing and trembling.

Zhao Yun's arm was bleeding, and he was shaken by a hard blow.

Wang Yang is not much better, but that guy has the power of regeneration. The so-called scars have healed, and the blood dripping from the arm bones is flowing backwards, and every drop of blood is hidden with magic power.

"Move your heart, how to do it."

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, and he still doesn't know how Wang Yang moved away.

It's true that martial arts has no limits, and the sword he just struck really opened his eyes.

"I, changed my mind."

Wang Yang's faint laughter was dry and cold, and he made seals with one hand.

The so-called change of mind means not to kill Zhao Yun, but to capture him alive and go back to study it carefully.

Buzz!

Following his seal, a demon tower made of demons descended from the sky.

When Zhao Yun saw it, he flew away.

However, the magic tower had its own devouring power, and it was so strong that he could not resist it. He could only escape two or three steps before being sucked into the magic tower. Only then did the magic tower crash to the ground, causing the ground to shake.

Wang Yang's handprint changed again.

The magic tower buzzed, and there were dark magic patterns flowing on it. The magic talismans gathered into chains, like iron chains wrapping around the magic tower. The intertwining and collision sounds made a rattling sound, like a strange magic sound.

Looking inside the tower, there is another scene, lightning and thunder.
To be continued...