"Hahaha... Fuck!"
The Rakshasmen laughed wantonly.
Lian Shaojun's pale eyes turned to Lin Yang leisurely.
"I remember, I told you that next time I see you, I will take your life! Haha, I didn't expect you to come and die so soon..."
Lian Shaojun smiled like a bloodthirsty Raksha, as if he couldn't wait to see Lin Yang's dripping blood.
opposite.
Lin Yang was as indifferent as ever, treating the twelve figures in front of him as twelve lumps of rubbish.
"I also said that a good dog doesn't stand in the way. Don't let me say this a third time. Who knows you just like to come over and be a dog..."
"Smelly boy, you're so cheap when you die!" Someone in the gate of Luosha exploded on the spot.
In their opinion, Lin Yang is already a lamb to be slaughtered, but he has never seen such a pretending lamb. Could it be that this kid doesn't know how to write death words
"Hey, haha... hahaha!" After Shaojun Slaughter was scolded, he once again made his iconic perverted laugh, a dark demonic spirit could begin to emerge from his body, and a pair of Raksha blood eyes were even more brutal. Lin Yang stared to death: "It’s really a headache. I thought I wouldn’t torture you today. I’ll give you a happy one, oh... Now it’s alright. You irritate me. No matter who you are, I’ll wait. Let you feel comfortable for a minute, then I am sorry, Young Master Slaughter, hahaha!"
This Young Master Lian really lives up to the name of Rakshasa, and his cruel temperament even fears the gods and Buddhas.
But Lin Yang was the only one who looked at the Rakshasamen approaching step by step, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Okay, then come on."
Lin Yang's frivolousness deeply stimulated the Rakshasmen.
Immediately there was a person who couldn't bear the murderous intentions in his heart, and rushed towards Lin Yang: "Boy, I will abolish you first!"
But at almost the same time, I heard a familiar voice from behind everyone: "Haha, come on, look forward to Brother Lin!"
who!
The people of Rakshasa were all surprised.
With their cultivation base, they could not detect that someone was approaching.
In the void, only a ripple appeared, a black and ugly dwarf appeared out of thin air with a death-like smile, and five terrifying sword auras had already condensed on one palm.
Happy five consecutive cuts!
Puff puff!
Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be five thunderbolts.
That sword light was too fast and too profitable, and it didn't seem like the sword of the world.
The five young Venerable Rakshasmen, who had no time to react, felt a chill in their necks, and then they flew high, but their bodies were already lying on the ground weakly.
Cut five demons with one sword.
Ren Xiaoyao is powerful beyond imagination.
"Damn it! Someone attacked!"
What happened just now was so fast that a group of little Rakshas reacted and took out their weapons and slashed towards Ren Xiaoyao frantically.
But sadly, Ren Xiaoyao's speed at this moment far surpassed the level they had seen in the valley before. It was simply flashing lightning. No matter how the six people urged the ultimate move, he was unable to even a single hair. bump into.
"Dead dwarf, I will kill you alive!"
In this room, Lian Shaojun was trembling with anger and blood from the situation in front of him.
His killing intent instantly burst to its peak, and the whole person seemed to be transformed into a vicious ghost of Rakshasa, summoning a pair of ghost claws of Rakshasa that exuded a faint green light, and he was going to tear Ren Xiaoyao's body when he moved. .
But before he left the ground, he saw a flash of blue light in front of him, and an ice-cold figure was already blocking him.
Lin Yang, holding an indecent wooden stick in his hand, pointed at the nose of Shaojun Liao obliquely, and said lightly: "How do you want me to be uncomfortable? Come on..."
Ouch!
Where did Master Lian hear such provocative words, and the whole person suddenly turned into a monster shadow, rushing straight towards Lin Yang.
In the mid-transformation stage, after all, it far surpassed the terrible existence in the early stage.
When Lian Shaojun shot, the whole world seemed to reverberate with his abnormal and miserable ghost howls.
A huge Rakshasa ghost image condenses in an instant, and the terrifying fangs and claws seem to have the fierce power to tear the world apart.
Those two faint ghost claws are even more terrifying weapons in this world, with eight two-meter-long green spiritual lights exploded on them, and any one of them is enough to easily divide a strong man in the early stage of transformation.
Lin Yang, facing a genuine mid-transformation master, facing two horrible ghost claws tearing everything apart, he just raised the rolling pin without any fancy top-down, heavy blows.
Leave you!
Bang!
Lian Shaojun fell directly on the ground.
What kind of ghost appearance of Raksha, what kind of horrible ghost claws, all become scum at this moment.
Lin Yang's rolling pin, even the saint Lin Haoyuan was chased and beaten, although it can't exert all its power now, but now with the addition of Lin Yang's white tiger spirit, it crushes all the mid-transformation existence.
The rock of Ghost Fire Yin Mountain had long been as strong as a King Kong under the perennial high temperature. Liao Shaojun slammed his face down heavily, and two nosebleeds came out on the spot.
He raised his head with a panic on his face: "You, you..."
Lin Yang sneered: "I, what am I?"
Snapped.
It was another backhand pump.
The young Lord Slaughter on the ground was like a salted fish that was picked up by his backhand. He leaned back and turned several times in the air, but he forcibly used magic power to stabilize his figure.
But on his face, there was an extra red stick mark with the nose as the centerline, which directly turned into a'yin and yang face'.
"Brother!"
Over there, the six disciples of the Rakshasamen saw that Shaojun Slave was easily played with big sticks, and they were all frightened.
"Hahaha! Do you dare to get distracted when fighting against my little prince of Yinshan? Goodbye, brothers!"
That Ren Xiaoyao’s magical powers are truly unfathomable. Facing the six powerful transformants, he feels like ravaging six little chickens with ease. Between waving his hands, Xiaoyao’s divine sword chased them and jumped. .
"Hey... Little bastard, I really underestimated you!"
Looking back, Young Master Slaughter still made a sorrowful smile.
His mind has long been eroded by magic power, and facing the terrifying Lin Yang, the fatal blow will only become more and more crazy.
"Raksha Charm Magic Art! The first step!"
Just listen to him roaring wildly, the horrible Rakshasa magical appearance behind him has once again soared to a height of nearly 100 meters, towering to the sky, like a huge tower crushing the world.
The billowing evil energy condensed the Rakshasa demon into an entity, and the 100-meter demon raised up to the sky, really making the heaven and the earth change color, and all things surrendered.
"Boy, I said, today I will skin and tear you alive, and die!"
Young Master Slaughter was overwhelmingly powerful, and the huge physical Rakshasa directly pressed down two huge clutches, and the speed was incredibly fast, as if the two world-destroying giant mountains pressed against Lin Yang at the fastest speed.
Boom!
The earthquake trembled, and there were two huge palm prints on the ground.
The horrible sound shook all the seven people who were fighting next to each other. Even Ren Xiaoyao jumped into the air, frowning slightly and looking at this side: "Sure enough, Jiu Qianjun passed his top magic skills to his son? … As soon as this Rakshasa magical power comes out, I’m afraid it’s hard to meet a rival in the mid-transformation stage, Lin Yang, this time, are you okay? Haha..."
No one knows what Ren Xiaoyao was thinking, the little black dwarf's thoughts were like electricity, and in a blink of an eye he changed his face and rushed back to the battlefield with savage expressions.
"Hey, no one of you guys want to run today! Come over and kneel down for Grandpa Xiaoyao!"
Next to him, Lian Shaojun laughed wildly like a ghost: "Hahahaha! Lin Yang, does it feel good to be a meat sauce?"
The Rakshasa Charm magical skill is a top-level profound art tactic, which comprehensively enhances all combat strengths. With this magical skill, Young Master Slaughter almost ramps up the entire Azure Spiritual Realm, and the devil's power is against the sky.
But the madness on his face was less than three seconds, but he heard a sneer and mocking voice above his head: "Where do you look? Stupid, Lin Yang is here!"
What
Lian Shaojun raised his head incredibly to the sky, and the huge Rakshasa also raised his mountain-like head.
A figure in a blue shirt hung in the air, his clothes wafting like an immortal, and his expression was as cold as Shura.
If the Lord Slaughter below is the Raksha demon general who crawled out of the demon prison, then Lin Yang, who slowly raised his rolling pin in the sky at this moment, is the Asura ghost king who controls the entire underworld!
A magical combat technique he had never used before, slowly exuding great power from the rolling pin.
A move that once astounded the entire Xuanyuan Realm, but there was no peerless sword technique that anyone could understand. At this moment, it radiated light in the Azure Spirit Realm.
"Being alone in a foreign land for a stranger... I'll cut my sorrow... even worse."
This is the world-shattering divine sword from Duantianya, but it is actually Lin Haoyuan, a supernatural and holy killer created by a sage.
The billowing purple lightning flames poured into the rolling pin, as if a huge blade of a hundred-meter thunder sword was erected in the sky, and the world-wide light of the thunder flame was visible at a distance of 10,000 meters.
Lin Yang waved his magic tricks, endless wind and clouds surged, and the billowing psychic energy within a radius of 10,000 meters seemed to be surrendered to the servants of the emperor. They all listened to the orders and condensed the holy way of warfare that surpassed all.
"No... impossible... it's impossible!"
Lian Shaojun stayed.
The six disciples of Rakshasa were stuck.
Even Ren Xiaoyao next to him was shocked by Lin Yang's move.
"This... Is it, saint, saint tactics?"
No one could imagine that a young man under the age of twenty was able to display that extraordinary and holy way of warfare, but Lin Yang seemed to have achieved this unprecedented miracle.
roll!
Between heaven and earth, only Lin Yang's invincible edict.
The huge thunder and fire rod smashed down mercilessly, and the whole body of the Rakshasa who was directly drawn by the rod was tilted to one side, and fell to the ground like a huge mountain.
"Wow!"
The endless surge of electricity is the nemesis of all evil forces.
Even though Lian Shaojun had a magical body protector, his whole body was scorched black by the hot current, and he screamed again and again.
cut!
Lin Yang Shengfa reappeared.
The thunder fire rod was like a world guillotine formed by the nine heavens immortal might, and it slammed down and directly chopped off the head of the Raksha demon, and the endless demon energy turned into nothingness under the impact of the purple lightning flame.
The demon phase is connected to the main body of Lian Shaojun, suffering heavy damage, and the blood that caused Lian Shaojun to squirt wildly, like a dead dog.
cut! cut! cut!
If Lin Yang can't make a killer move, he will kill the evil spirits. No matter who he is, he will die for me!