Yin couldn't cheer up, he was about to complete the task, and the excitement of killing a high-ranking person filled his whole brain in an instant! At this moment, Yin Fu's fighting spirit rose, and the iron-blooded pride of accepting the commission to sneak thousands of miles and take the head of the general suddenly rose!
The moment the man in black appeared, Yin Fu couldn't let out an invigorating roar, and shot with all his strength!
His body, hands and feet seemed to be filled with a layer of pale golden mist suddenly, and he struck more than three hundred palms in an instant, four screams were heard uninterrupted, and the four martial masters divided into four directions like trapeze people. Falling out, the person was in mid-air, the sound of bones breaking was already like popping beans, and the human body rolling in four directions sprayed out blood all over the sky at the same time, and two people lost their breath of life before they even landed!
Even the two surviving ones were unconscious and fell heavily on the ground, bleeding from their seven orifices.
Yin couldn't laugh out loud, his arms shook violently, and with a bang, his sleeves made the sound of gold and iron clanging, the dust that stuck to his body during the fight just now fell off his clothes with a bang , the action is arrogant and chic!
Then he slowly covered the front of his shirt, the wound on his chest, now under the control of his vitality, no longer bleeds.
When Yin could no longer raise her head, she had already put on a cruel smile, looked at the face of the Dark Demon Throne, and said calmly and calmly: "Now, it is finally clean!"
When this 'King of Hell of Chu' appeared, Yin could already feel sensitively that the legendary 'Butian Pavilion Throne' was probably the first strong opponent he had encountered in these years!
So he used a quick knife to cut through the mess, and quickly solved the six Wu Zun masters; for this one-on-one battle!
He was born as a killer, but now he is facing each other head-on, he can no longer hide his figure, he can only fight head-on! For Yin Can't, this is undoubtedly the loss of his greatest advantage, which is a big disadvantage!
But now the opportunity is so good, how can you not give it a try? Next time I think it will be so easy to get stuck in the 'Chu Yan Wang'!
The opponent is still a master.
During the battle between the two, if someone interrupts at a critical moment, he will be at an absolute disadvantage! So, it's best to clean it up first!
The Dark Demon Throne looked at Yin Fulan coldly, with murderous intent in his heart, and his eyes were icy cold as he was about to explode slowly; of the six capable subordinates, four were seriously injured and unconscious, and two died on the spot!
This is a loss I have never experienced since I came here for three days!
This person, there is no need to ask, there is no one else who can have such a deep hatred against the black devil, and his skill is so strong, except for the people of the Mo family!
"It's clean?" The Dark Demon Throne didn't move, but floated up lightly, three feet off the ground, stood still, and a dense black mist was emitted from all over his body; it was obvious that he had gathered all the energy in his body, and his voice He said even more coldly: "Who are you?"
"The person who wants to kill you!" Yin Fu couldn't hold his hands behind his back, showing the demeanor of a master.
"The person who wants to kill me..." Dark Lord Throne murmured to himself, and suddenly laughed coldly: "Not bad, not bad, what kind of king are you? How old are you? How dare you speak so boldly after being injured?"
Yin couldn't help but smiled smugly and said: "Sixth Rank Martial King! Even if he is injured, taking the king's life is still easy!"
The Dark Throne nodded slowly, and said: "That's right, it's not a king-level expert above the fifth rank, and he wouldn't be arrogant enough to think that he could kill me! If he wasn't a king-level expert above the fifth rank, he wouldn't dare to be single Come!"
His thin hands slowly opened, and the black mist became thicker and thicker. In the mist, his eyes became darker and shinier. At last, even the whites of his eyes seemed to disappear, turning into two Shiny black hole.
This situation is extremely frightening! It was like the Nine Heavens Demon God coming from the sky riding the bloody wind and mist.
The black robe swished in the air without wind, rustling, clanging, and in his right hand, there was already a black long sword rising from the mist!
"Sixth-rank Martial King, can you be sure of this seat?" The Dark Demon Throne sneered: "Your family never told you... This seat has also broken through to the sixth-rank Sword King a year ago!"
"Sixth Grade Sword King..." Yin couldn't help but said with a sinister smile, "Today is also inevitable death!"
"You killed my subordinate, you will definitely die today! This seat will never allow you to leave this place alive."
While attacking with words, the two thrones launched an imposing confrontation! In the air, the light golden mist and the gray and dark mist are stirring back and forth!
Both of them had the same idea: as long as either party shows a slight decline in the momentum competition, they can attack with lightning speed and resolve the battle in the shortest time!
Before masters, the competition of momentum is extremely important!
The competition of momentum is related to the induction of energy after the attack, whichever side has the upper hand, the induction of energy will be stronger than the other!
This is an irreparable gap!
After a while, it turned out to be evenly matched! The black mist didn't move forward, and the pale golden mist didn't retreat either! They actually stuck together in the air, and above the heads of the two, the black mist and the light golden mist transformed into a clear crown respectively!
It was these two crowns that made the masters who heard the sound stop far away, and looked at this side with a look of horror on their faces!
No wonder there was such a big commotion, it turned out that two masters on the throne were fighting!
With a hissing buzz, the black long sword blatantly cut open the space, drawing a clear black crack in the entire space, and under the situation of evenly matched momentum, he was the first to break the balance and make a move! Out of the sword!
Yin couldn't let out a loud laugh, the mist in his palms became thicker, and he did not evade, dodging to attack!
The hissing sound resounded endlessly; the whole world seemed to have become silent, only the sound of cutting the air remained. Two black shadows shuttle back and forth like lightning, palm shadows are like mountains, and sword shadows are heavy; two masters on the throne are fighting to the death!
The expressions on the faces of the two people were all solemn, no one dared to underestimate the other, they were both thin and eerie!
Evenly matched!
Yin couldn't get angry in his heart! My skill was originally higher than this 'King of Chu Yan', but I suffered from the sword before, which made my skill a little bit discounted, and now I don't have the slightest advantage after a long battle!
Seeing more and more people watching from a distance, Yin couldn't help but feel anxious, and with a sharp whistle, he suddenly turned his palm into a claw, and unfolded his original "Eighteen Lawless Stances"; the claw wind hissed, and its sharpness It is not weaker than Jianfeng at all!
Since the beginning of the battle, the Dark Throne has not said a word, his expression has remained constant; he has just waved his wrist and moved his sword; the black long sword is rolling and rising in the black mist like a poisonous dragon, every strike is a murderous intent!
boom!
Yin Falang's black palm collided head-on with the Black Devil's long sword, and both of them shook their bodies. Immediately, bang bang bang sounded continuously.
Both of them played real fire!
Yin couldn't kill this 'Chu Yan Wang' no matter what, and the Dark Lord wanted to kill this powerful enemy who had just killed two of his subordinates no matter what!
Both of them have reasons for desperate efforts. Although everyone's heart is as calm as ice and snow, the murderous anger in their eyes is gushing out of savings and can erupt at any time.
Chu Yang had already gotten up. Although his internal injuries were severe, he was not so immobilized. He stood far away, watching the two thrones fighting with only his eyes, and he was very happy!
What a master wow.
It is simply that when you meet your opponent, you will meet a good talent! The kung fu of these two people is so sharp... It's really admirable...
Watching the battle between the two, Chu Yang was intoxicated. Even in his previous life, he had never seen such a battle for the throne. The use of every move, every style, every kick, every lift of the foot, is all wonderful...
Chu Yang looked at it, confirming the tricks in his mind, and unexpectedly discovered that many subtleties that he hadn't comprehended before, suddenly understood at this moment.
With this palm out, the left foot advances, the right foot spins, it seems to be attacking the left, but the spin of the right foot is changing all the time, if you defend the left, I will attack the right; if you defend the right, I will attack the left! Change is all in one heart...
And that sword seemed to be stabbing straight, but as it was thrust out, the straight sword body seemed to circle an arc, coming around from another impossible direction, and the attack was absolutely unexpected. ! This requires the cooperation of bodywork and footwork, as well as the use of vitality, the ever-changing aura of the master of the throne... all of which are indispensable!
Chu Yang's eyes lit up, and he almost forgot that he was still seriously injured.
With a loud bang, the high-altitude crown above their heads shook violently at the same time, and then they saw two big black shadows flying towards their respective backs like big birds!
But the two fought hard without any effort! Yin couldn't help but hit the left shoulder of the Dark Demon Throne viciously, and the sword of the Dark Demon Throne pierced into Yin Helpless's upper right arm like an angry dragon, and a large piece of flesh flew out amidst the burst of blood.
The two flew out, the Dark Lord's face suddenly turned red, then suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air! Yin Can't's face turned sallow for a while, then turned pale, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed into the sky!
When the momentum of retreat was not exhausted, the two of them suddenly turned back and continued to stagger and fight together in mid-air.
But it slowly rose from the ground to the sky.
Both of them fought to the death, and their four eyes all turned red! Both of them were injured, and being injured in this kind of head-on confrontation, both of them felt that it was a great shame in their lives!
The hatred for each other is getting deeper and deeper! Without saying a word, fight to the death!
The more the tricks are used, the more vicious they are, and the more they are used, the more vicious they are!
Chu Yang raised his head, studied carefully, comprehended, and then prayed in his heart: It has reached this level, and it is already a situation of endless death. It seems that these two people have no intention of retreating temporarily... Hurry up and risk your life... Hurry up and die together, please, die soon...