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——I am depressed because it rains and cannot go out to the streets.

All the thoughts in his heart flashed and Yang Zhao slapped his palms and said in a calm voice: "Cao Yinglong, it is natural to avenge your brothers. I...hey, let's do it. If you have any skills, just use them." He turned around and said to Li Jing and Yu Shiji: "Brother, Yu Tongzhi, you two are witnesses. Life and death are all in this battle. If Cao Lushun can kill me, that is his ability. You cannot hold him accountable."

Yu Shiji smiled bitterly and shouted, "Oh~ How did this make you angry with this rude army man?" Li Jing, however, had been with Yang Zhao for a long time, and knew his ability. Cao Yinglong was calm and his eyes were shining brightly, which was indeed the style of a master. Although he didn't know what his background was, since he could be called "boss" by Mao Ji and the other three, his attainments would also be among the four brothers. But since Yang Zhao could defeat his three brothers in one move, he would not have any risks to deal with Cao Yinglong himself. He said in his jaw: "I understand."

Yang Zhao smiled, then turned around and stood with his right hand on his back, turned his left hand over and his palm facing upwards, and said to Cao Yinglong: "Please."

Cao Yinglong's fists suddenly tightened, pinching the long handle of the Kaishan sword tightly, and his pupils suddenly contracted. Although he had not obtained the true teaching of Shi Zhixuan, he had been in the world for nearly ten years since his debut, and he had not met any rivals so far. Even among the eight masters of the Demon Sect, except for the evil king Shi Zhixuan, Yinhou Zhu Yuyan, the demon general Zhao Deyan and the heavenly king Xi Ying, the remaining demon Taoist Pichen, Fat Jia Anlong, Ziwu Jian Zuoyouxian and the backward Shi Youniaojuuen, although he could defeat himself and kill him when facing him, he would never dare to fight with half his strength. And this young boy who was still young, dared to fight with only one hand?

The anger was extremely high, and Cao Yinglong felt ridiculous and funny. He laughed to the sky three times and shouted, "Okay, okay, okay!" The sound of the shout came with his heart, and the monster Hunyuan power had already been activated to the tenth level. In an instant, the yin wind blew, and the blue-black power emerged through his body, forming a distorted face full of extreme pain, which seemed extremely evil. The little prince who was willing to use the other party as a touchstone to test his true strength was greatly excited. He slapped his palms and scattered tens of millions of golden lights of hexagrams, and he said in a verdict: "Come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Yinglong shouted in a deep voice, lightning rushed out, raised the mountain-opening sword and slashed in half, and turned suddenly in the middle, with the angle from horizontal to slant, and the direction changed from direct attack to side attack. The change was strange, but it seemed like flowing clouds and water, without any trace of axe. It was the "ghost seeking life" one of the three major killings of the monsters and monsters. Yang Zhao's eyes lit up, and he praised "Okay!" with "Genshangu" raised his palms and turned his wrists to slap it out. The swords and palms intersected, and immediately "dou~" a deafening sound of gold and iron clashing. Cao Yinglong's legs shoveled the ground, flew back and retreated five or six feet away, and his eyebrows were full of incredible.

"The Ghost Result" sword Rufeng, with one blow, and the back is infinite. However, the young boy on the opposite side slapped it with a casual palm, and it just slapped it on the blade, making it impossible for him to make any subsequent changes. He used his bare hands to fight against the sharp sword with his sharp sword, but he still didn't even have red marks. Instead, he was shocked to the numb mouth. Such cultivation is simply...

Cao Yinglong was shocked, and his aura couldn't help but get discouraged on the spot. The image of the wronged soul that emerged through his body also weakened greatly, appearing and almost unable to see clearly. Yang Zhao frowned and shook his head and said, "Cao Yinglong, do you have the only skills? After years of hard work, the master has only trained you as useless cowards. It's really a pity."

The most important difference between superiors and inferiors in the Demon Sect is that Cao Yinglong has been worshipping Shi Zhixuan as a god since he was a child, and it is really hard to bear the disrespect of anyone in his words. With anger, his heart was shocked and terrified. He said angrily: "Stop your mouth! Your master is a genius, how can you make a judgment at will like a boy like you who is not dry?" With a swing of the knife, his momentum increased instead. His body's strength shot together, turning into thousands of unjust souls and flying wildly. His momentum was unprecedented, and he had already urged the monster Hunyuan to the extreme thirteenth level.

Peak Realm. The "Four Great Bandits" opened their eyebrows and roared, and they moved up to the air. They raised their swords to the sky, like a slashing at the head of the Taishan Mountain. The blade and the wronged souls transformed by the alien gang were stirred up with each other, and there was a shrill sound like the hundreds of millions of evil ghosts crying at the same time under the eighteen levels of hell. In an instant, Li Jing and Hong Funu looked pale at the same time, and they couldn't help but retreat for seven steps. The tight hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. Yu Shiji was even more unbearable, so he was shocked to fall to the ground, closed his eyes and fainted.

Such momentum is Cao Yinglong's ultimate skill "Ghost Crying God"! Yang Zhao admired in his heart, and secretly compared this move with other unique skills he had encountered in his life. He found that he was able to run side by side with Yuwen Shu who had fully used the Bing Xuan power, and only lost a little to Tang Shisan, who had not used the huge black sword energy. He knew that Bagua Zhang was not enough to deal with it, so he took half a step forward, with five fingers closed, and clenched into a fist, and his fingers thunder slashed, as if they were slow to face the mountain sword.

The Four Symbols Mysterious Art - Unforgettable Thunder! A punch that was originally faster than the thunder suddenly produced such a completely opposite change from the original intention of the move, proving that Yang Zhao had gained enlightenment in the center of yesterday's battle and had made great progress. He had reached the realm of becoming a saint who was as light as he was, and he could do whatever he wanted.

In an instant, the thunder fist and swords were shaking each other head-on. In an instant, the thunder exploded and thunder burst, completely suppressing the sarcastic sound of thousands of unjust souls crying. The Kaishan sword was cast from hundreds of refined steel, and it was still an ordinary weapon, and it could not withstand such violent and violent force. It collapsed and shattered. Cao Yinglong was defeated like a mountain, and was pushed and bumped by violent waves of air. He flew back like a lonely boat in the sea of ​​anger. Blood was gushing out of his mouth, and the pieces of the steel knife that were shot were cut into pieces, and he was completely covered with skin. He was over twenty feet away and hit the wall of Aoxuexuan. He heard a loud "rattle~" sound, and a large section of the wall was knocked down by him, and the dust was flying all over the sky, which was extremely shocking.

Yang Zhao withdrew his fist and slowly breathed a long breath. He could instantly remove a master of the same level as the three major stake masters in this world in one move. This result made the little prince feel satisfied. The depression that was caused by defeat by Yang Xuangan yesterday was also swept away. While pondering, he suddenly heard another murmur of bricks and stones turning. When he looked up, he saw Cao Yinglong exerting his remaining strength, pushing away the rubble covering his body, slowly climbing out of the ruins, and falling to the ground and panting. Yang Zhao smiled slightly, walked forward, and asked, "How is it? Do you still want to take revenge?"

The "Four Great Bandits" were ashamed and stunned for a while. Before whispering, "I will beat you, but if you want to kill, why do you need to say more?"

The little prince was in a good mood and didn't want to kill anyone anymore, but suddenly his childlike heart became enormous and wanted to play a prank. He said coldly: "Okay, let's do it." The golden light in his palm suddenly appeared and he slapped his Tianling Gai with a palm.
Chapter completed!