Dragon Blood Emperor

Shenfeng is empty, and the meaning of killing is permeated with blood!

Ye Wushuang bears his back with one hand, like a sharp sword, standing in the void, and the void is breeding a horrible shadow of swords.

Standing next to Rangu, Bora kept coughing blood and was embarrassed!

One arm was cut off, blood was flowing, and other people attacked him. The scars were all over his body. If he was one step later, he would be wiped out!

Bang!

On the outside, a number of figures came across the air, falling in front of Ye Wushuang, glancing at Rangu and Ye Wushuang, their eyes were fixed!

Ye Wushuang also looked at the coming people, as many as a hundred people, and each person's cultivation was above the seventh level of the sages.

Concentrate the strong body of the Holy Spirit!

Among them, Ye Wushuang met the students of Kunlun Shengyuan, and an acquaintance, Tingfeng!

On the side of Tingfeng, is a young man who unites the body of the Holy Spirit!

In addition to the Kunlun Sanctuary, there are people from Penglai Sanctuary, Xunxian Sanctuary, and Xumi Sanctuary. Their gods glanced at Ye Wushuang and fell on Bora!

"Things, on whom?"

Tingfeng stared coldly at Bora and asked openly!

"Treasure, not on me, on him."

Bora was engraved with blood, and the remaining finger pointed at Ye Wushuang, flashing a bit of grudge!

"It's on you!"

Tingfeng's eyes turned to Ye Wushuang, but his eyes were slightly condensed. He was a familiar figure. He couldn't remember where he had seen this figure.

Ye Wushuang saw this, and a mocking smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth. The man chased and killed by the Kunlun Sanctuary stood now in front of him, but knew nothing!

"I'm asking you, answer me, are you deaf, waste!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang not talking, Ting Feng's eyes froze, and he scolded, cutting across the air with a sword, the power of Cihang's Kendo shrouded over!

The others looked and stared at Ye Wushuang with a mask!

"The sages are fourfold!"

On the side of Penglai Sanctuary, Feng Qinghan stared at Ye Wushuang. It was very unexpected. A sage was fourfold, which made Bora embarrassed. It seemed very interesting!

"Yue Longqing, do you say he can take down Tingfeng's Cihang Kendo?"

With his eyes closed, the wind turned cold and turned to the side and asked a young man next to him, who was also a strong man who united the body of the Holy Spirit!

"Although Tingfeng is a bit wasteful, Cihang's Kendo is not to be underestimated. Generally, the sages cannot be stopped by the ninefold. What is unexpected about the ending? I am curious. What is Ren Pingsheng doing next to him?

Yue Longqing stared at Ren Pingsheng, who was standing next to Ye Wushuang. He held the bamboo flute and looked at it with one hand, with no intention of taking a shot!

"This guy is also here!" In the Xianxian Shengyuan, Hino also stared at Ren Pingsheng!

boom!

At this time, Ye Wushuang's figure also moved. With a bang, the ancient swords screamed, Jian Guang flashed in the eyes of the crowd, the cut sword broke, and Ting Feng's body was cut off!

puff!

His body fell in the void, and he stopped after a hundred steps, and opened a mouthful of blood. On his chest, a bloodstain was running across the blood!

One sword lost, so fast!

Looking at the extremely unexpected ending, Yue Longqing and others were surprised, but also fixed their eyes, they did not see the sword just now!

"A sword, you can't stop it, what qualifications do you have for me to answer your question, waste!"

Ye Wushuang gazed at Tingfeng, opened his mouth, and spit out, with a slightly hoarse voice that hit the heart of Tingfeng fiercely.

"Another sword!"

As if touching the scar of Tingfeng, his expression was a little embarrassed, he never forgot that before, one person defeated him with a sword.

He still remembers the name of the man ... Ye Wushuang, a name that he can't forget!

"kill!"

Tingfeng sipped and stepped forward, but was stopped by the figure next to him.

"Slumped, get out!"

Tingfeng turned his head to stare at the young man. His name was Youluo!

"Your strength is not as good as that of him. You just come up for your own insults and let me come." Youlu said indifferently, stepping forward and letting Tingfeng look red, he was not as good!

"Things are on you, so give them up, maybe I can spare you."

Youlu said indifferently.

"You are so confident!"

Ye Wushuang stared at Youlu calmly, and opened his mouth to spare his life, as if his life was already in the other hand!

"Because my name is Uro!" Uro said from his channel: "You lost Tingfeng because he was wasteful, not because you are so strong, so please recognize yourself!"

Enough waste!

Listening to this, Tingfeng pulled his fist, his eyes staring at the gloom, with endless anger burning, but could not refute!

Because Youlu is the seventh in Kunlun's list, it is much better than him!

"Youlan!"

Ye Wushuang said silently, and said lightly, "I don't think there is anything to make you confident!"

"You will know!"

You Luo said, and people rushed up, like a ray of light.

"Should we do it?" A group of people behind Feng Qinghan were also eager to move. If the treasure was on Ye Wushuang, he would be snatched by You Luo first!

"No rush, can't eat hot tofu!"

The wind is light and cold with a smile, isn't it better to wait for the treasure to appear in the capture?

Not only the wind is light and cold, but Hino, Rangu and others are watching!

On the other side, Ren Pingsheng still stood with a smile on the corner of his mouth and did not shoot!

And Ye Wushuang's figure moved again, fast, and rushed to the gloom.

"Than speed?"

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Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, Youlu pulled out a sword, and a cold sword suddenly spread in the void, like the death sword from Nine You, piercing the void silently and silently!

The gloomy figure, like a glimmer of light, flickered, stabbed at Ye Wushuang. The speed was amazing. In the Kunlun Sanctuary, the gloomy sword was the fastest!

No one else has drawn his sword, his sword has pierced the chest of others!

Ye Wushuang's mouth bloomed with a touch of disdain, the ancient sword pierced, without any blessing of speed, but reached an extreme!

Ding!

A crisp voice sounded, and the next moment, Uro felt his sword and paused, a sharp sword rushed towards him!

His heart froze, and he looked up, and a sharp edge had hit his sword.

"How is it possible that I am fast enough!"

Youlu trembled.

"You're better than speed!" A cold voice sounded in his ear. When he looked up, the sharp edge disappeared in front of his eyes and stabbed from the other side!

A puppet, even attacked in a different direction, this speed is so fast!

Youlu became more and more shocked. The sword in his hand was closed and blocked in front. Ding, the sharp edge of the ancient sword also fell on the shoulder of Yulu with a light sound!

Bang!

An undefeated sword blooms, and the horrible sharp edge bursts on it, like a giant Zhang Haitao, falling heavily on the body, and then seeing the body falling into shock!

"Except that you like to fart, the essence is the same as him. It's just waste, and even worse, you don't recognize yourself!"

Immediately, Ye Wushuang's voice sounded in his ear, and he was even worse than waste!

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