A bloody smell filled this clean and white space, making people unable to help but want to disgust. Yun Hao's shoulder, which was chopped away, gradually healed and finally formed a scab.
He slowly walked to Liu Qingyun, and the two of them stared at each other. Yun Hao was 1.78 meters tall, while Liu Qingyun was 1.82 meters tall, which made Liu Qingyun lower his head slightly and carry a slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight
Looking at Yun Hao with a mocking mocking sound.
Although he knew that the other party's body seemed to have changed, Liu Qingyun was too confident in his strength. In the Snow Mountain Sect, even some middle and low-level elders in the sect were not his opponents, and he was even less so.
I will be afraid of this young man who seems to be younger than him.
The strange aura continued to spread between the two people, making Liu Qingyun's heart beat faster and faster. Finally, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't help but take action.
Liu Qingyun put his palms together in his chest, and the dazzling red fighting spirit instantly enveloped his palms. The red temperature seemed extremely high, and even the air around his palms was burned and twisted.
There was only a distance of more than ten centimeters between the two, but Yun Hao stood there with a smile on his lips without any movement, as if the person in front of him was his old friend.
"Wow!" Liu Qingyun shouted loudly and slapped his thrust into Yun Hao's chest with a strong force.
However, Yun Hao did not dodge.
Chih!
It was as if a fire soldering iron touched the human body's skin. After a hissing sound, there was a smell of burnt flesh in the air.
At this moment, Liu Qingyun finally felt a hint of fear in his heart. This fear came from the young man in front of him. His flame palm was trained to his current realm. Even an intermediate swordsman dared not take it head-on, but the strange young man in front of him
People do not seem to have many concerns about their own tricks, and they are not even afraid at all.
A cold smile appeared on Yun Hao's mouth: "You slapped me, and I'll give you a slap." As he said that, he raised his palm.
Liu Qingyun's face changed slightly, and she wanted to withdraw her palm, but the next moment, his face suddenly turned into a pig liver color, because he found that the palm he had printed on the other party's body seemed to be given by some strange gravity.
The sucking was like he could not dodge at all. What shocked him even more was that the originally abundant fighting spirit in his body seemed to be surging towards the other party's body without being controlled at this moment.
Yun Hao raised his palm, there was no light on it, but some light red began to appear slowly. Gradually, the light red turned into a deep red, while Liu Qingyun's cheeks kept twitching, as if it was
Something sucked the essence of his body.
Huh~~ Another whistling cold wind, the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to have dropped by several degrees, but Liu Qingyun could not feel the temperature at all. Now his heart was as dead as a lamp, he could already feel it
The other party seemed to have used some method to turn the Dou Qi that he had obtained through hard work for many years into his own use.
Decades of hard work have finally turned into someone else's wedding dress. Even if Yun Hao let him go, he probably won't have the idea of living.
"Stop!" A delicate shout suddenly appeared, causing Yun Hao's red eyes to move over. When he saw the familiar figure, the red color in Yun Hao's eyes seemed to fade slightly.
At this time, on Yun Hao's right hand, the fire fighting energy continued to compress and became extremely strange and bright. He just paused slightly and printed his hand hard on the other party's body.
"Bang!" Liu Qingyun, who was still majestic just now, flew backwards in the fierce cold wind like a kite with a broken string.
Tang Yingying, dressed in white, and the people behind her were all exclaiming when they saw this scene, and some people even shouted: "Senior Brother Liu!"
These people from the Snow Mountain Sect were all wearing white clothes and surrounded Liu Qingyun in the middle. When they saw Liu Qingyun's appearance, they immediately took a breath of air conditioning.
Liu Qingyun, who was originally handsome, now his cheeks and eyes were deeply sunk in. His white skin began to turn a little black, and his lips became even more blue.
"Senior Brother Liu!" Several junior brothers with good relationship with Liu Qingyun were immediately exclaimed with heartache.
Three of the disciples with a cold face walked directly towards Yun Hao's direction.
"Our Snow Mountain Sect suffered a great disaster, but it was not something that others could bully at will." One of the young men with thick eyebrows and big eyes said coldly.
The three of them surrounded Yun Hao in the middle in a double-team.
However, Yun Hao still stood behind his hands, and seemed to have no concern about the current crisis.
"Young Master Yun, what's going on?" Tang Yingying slowly stood up from Liu Qingyun. Her hands were trembling and her eyes were filled with sorrow.
"Killing someone will pay for your life. He will kill my friend, and I will kill him. It's that simple." Yun Hao said lightly.
If Chen Feng saw this scene, he would be surprised. Although the Demon Lord lost his mind, he also had the ability to speak and think, but such thoughts were completely different from before he became a demon.
After falling into the devil's way, Yun Hao seems to be the only one who has fallen into the devil's way but is influenced by previous thoughts.
Looking at Yun Hao's red eyes, Tang Yingying's heart suddenly tightened. She pursed her lips, and seemed to feel that Yun Hao was different from what she knew.
"Bastard, you dare to slander me Senior Brother Liu! Everyone in our Xueshan Sect knows that Senior Brother Liu has always been compassionate. When he was on the mountain, he was unwilling to hurt a rabbit. How could he kill someone!" Another figure with his body
A thin, young disciple said.
"Everyone go together and kill this bastard!" The disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked at Senior Brother Liu who was unconscious on the ground. He seemed to know that his few people would not be the opponent of the person in front of him, but were aiming at the back.
The man roared.
There were more than twenty people around Liu Qingyun. They stood up when they heard this.
"Stop!" Tang Yingying suddenly spoke and stopped him.
The thick-browed and big-eyed disciple heard Tang Yingying stop him, and immediately said anxiously: "Senior Sister, even if you have an old age with this person, it is not the time to cover up. The people from our Snow Mountain Sect have been bullied.
I can't bear to accept it!"
Tang Yingying felt powerless. This disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes was called Zuo Dao. He was the second among the junior disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect. His daily identity was only under Liu Qingyun. The brothers in the sect were the same as Liu Qingyun.
In addition to the words, I listened to this leniency the most.
The disciples next to Liu Qingyun hesitated for a moment and then surrounded Yun Hao.
Tang Yingying's face turned pale, and her cheeks seemed to have become thinner than before. She stood alone in the snow, her slender body seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.
Yun Hao looked at this scene, the red red began to slowly retreat, and his heart twitched, as if it was a needle pricked.
At this moment, there seemed to be only the thin woman, a lonely and elegant woman like a snow lotus.
Such concentration made him not feel that the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect around him were yelling at Yun Hao at this moment.
The redness in Yun Hao's eyes became lighter, the tense muscles on his body began to relax, and his legs began to tremble. Maybe in a few seconds he would collapse on the ground.
However, all this did not happen.
More than a dozen sharp swords pierced into Yun Hao's body.
The blood began to flow down the sword's edge, dripping onto the snow.
Within a day, Yun Hao had lost too much blood, and his face turned extremely pale. Although he had already replenished Liu Qingyun's Dou Qi in his body, he still had a tendency to faint.
It hurts! All kinds of pain in the body make Yun Hao's pretty face twisted.
The originally faded red color filled his eyes again. The charming red color was even better than before, and the bright red seemed to be able to drip bleeding.
"Ah!" Like a wild beast's roar, it roared out of Yun Hao's mouth.
The dozen swords inserted into his body were ejaculated by the fighting spirit inside his body.
Some disciples who held the sword tightly were knocked out with their swords, while more were swords.
"You will regret it!" A cold voice seemed to come from Shura Hell.