The sword is bright and shiny with blood.

It came out with a knife, as if it contained endless bloody killing, like a blood-colored scroll slowly spread out in the void, sweeping the entire angels.

The Angels are a real king-level powerhouse. They were just hit by Ye Junlang's fist. He was indeed shocked. He didn't expect that even his king-level strength could not completely destroy Ye.

The boxing style that Junlang just evolved.

He had no doubt at all that if Ye Junlang had the same strength as him, the punch that Ye Junlang evolved would be enough to completely kill him!

Because he had no way to resist or crack such a boxing style that could be called the ultimate realm.

He couldn't bear to think too much, Xue Tu's second blood knife style had already arrived.

"kill!"

The angels were furious, and their own power was about to burst into pieces. Endless secret power swept out. The blood-colored sickle in his hand swung forward and slashed a shocking blood-colored edge, which required this space.

It tore it and faced the dazzling blood-colored sword light.

clang!

Two shocking sharp edges collided in the void, shaking out a terrifying and boundless impact of energy.

When the two sharp edges met together, the blood knife in Xuetu's hand suddenly fisted into a knife-making style again, cutting towards the vital points of the angels at an extremely fast speed.

The Angel waved the blood-colored sickle in his hand and quickly blocked it, mainly to dissolve some fatal killer moves, but some sword lights still hit his body and splashed blood.

Ye Junlang rushed to the side of the angels, and without saying a word, he evolved his own fist force to kill him.

The blood-colored sickle in the hand of the angel was entangled by the blood-slaughtered blood knife. Faced with Ye Junlang's attack, he had no choice but to punch with his left hand, occasionally sweep his legs and attack Ye Junlang.

Bang! Bang!

Ye Junlang continued to take the offensive of exchanging injuries with injuries, and did not dodge the fist that came from the attack of the angels. When the attack of the angels hit him, the fist that evolved also hit him.

The angels' waist was on the side.

The Angels were shocked by the fist again, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding. In this instant, the blood knife in Xuetu's hand also cut a bloody knife wound on his body again.

If the angels had not blocked and dodged very quickly, the bloody knife was enough to kill him.

Ye Junlang was injured again and his body fell to the ground. He suddenly felt the pain of his internal organs and his flesh and blood as if he was torn apart. His whole body seemed to be exhausted, and he seemed to have exhausted himself, even standing.

Can't get up anymore.

To put it, Ye Junlang was seriously injured, which means he was unparalleled in his body. If it were someone else, he would have died many times. In addition, he owns the Nine Yang Qi and Blood, and the vigorous Qi and Blood provide a continuous stream.

He was able to grit his teeth and persist in fighting until now.

But after all, he is a flesh and blood body, and his body will be weak even if it is hit by iron.

Although he broke through the realm, he was covered in scars. The Nine Yang Fist style that had evolved just now consumed his physical energy and the power of the secret realm. Now he really felt that he could not support it.

However, if the strong enemy has not yet been killed, how can I fall down?

My brothers are still fighting alone, how can I stand by and watch?

As long as you breathe a sigh of relief, you must stand up and fight!

Ye Junlang's eyes were red, and a huge fighting spirit was burning in his chest, and his blood was about to boil. The Nine Yang Qi and Blood that soared into the sky were once again burning, constantly igniting stronger

Potential.

At this moment, Ye Junlang suddenly saw a blood-colored sword light as he raised his eyes, which was evolving and generating.

It turned out that the angels were repeatedly injured, and he also realized a sense of crisis. He realized that if the battle could not be resolved, he would be in great danger of his life.

Therefore, he was taking all his strength, and his secret realm power continued to stir up. He approached the angels at all costs. The blood-colored sickle in his hand cut across the sky, attacking with an extremely crazy aura.

Blood Slaughter forced Blood Slaughter to retreat step by step.

Under such circumstances, Xue Tu's own aura suddenly surged, and a layer of blood-colored murderous aura faintly spread from his body, and a fierce and fierce killing intention also rose at any time.

"Three Blood Knife Styles!"

Xue Tu shouted out, and he activated the blood knife in his hand, which evolved into three-type sword moves of the Blood Knife.

At that moment, not only the blood knife in his hand, but also his entire body became part of this sword stance, and an extremely powerful knife intent was vaguely revealed from him.

Xue Tu and the blood knife in his hand turned into a shocking sword light, and instead of advancing, he retreated, killing the angels.

The corners of the angel's eyes trembled, and a trace of crisis emerged from the bottom of his heart. He instinctively felt that he needed to avoid the sword light.

So the angels retreated and quickly retreated.

"Fist transforms into Nine Yang!"

Suddenly, a loud shout that seemed to appear suddenly sounded behind the angels.

Ye Junlang's figure flashed, and he forcibly activated his own secret realm power, and once again evolved the boxing style of boxing into Jiuyang.

Rumble!

In an instant, nine fist prints appeared in the void, like the Nine Yangs radiating across the sky, bursting with a dazzling light. The heavy punches contained in them were revealed, and blessings were placed on the fist prints, like lightning.

The speed attacked behind the angels.

The face of the angels suddenly changed. He sensed Ye Junlang's offensive. The problem was that he could not fight back at all, otherwise the Xueshu sword in front would directly slash into his body.

In the flash of lightning, the angels made a choice. He waved the blood-colored sickle in his hand, and the terrifying sword light that was taken straight towards the front like lightning.

Almost in an instant, Ye Junlang's nine fist seals hit the back of the angels.

"Wow--"

The angel's mouth coughed up blood again, his body shook violently, and his breath became disordered. The attack of the blood-colored sickle in his hand also showed a fatal flaw in an instant.

At that moment—

laugh!

Xue Tu and the blood sword in his hand slashed across. The bloody sword light flashed away, and the whole person also passed by the angels.

After Xue Tu stopped, he knelt on one knee, holding a blood knife in his left hand to support the ground.

The attack of the third-style Blood Knife has consumed all his own strength.

Ye Junlang was the same. On the verge of exhaustion, he rushed up at the last moment and tried his best to evolve the fist of the boxing into Jiuyang. His whole body seemed to have been hollowed out and he fell to the ground.

Every time I take a breath, a mouthful of blood will emerge.

As for the angels, he still stood there, but did not do anything.

He lowered his head, and his eyes gradually lost their focus could see a blood-colored scar on his chest and abdomen. He didn't know how deep it was, and it was permanently frozen.

The angel suddenly looked up, and he was about to walk towards Ye Junlang, but the next moment—

Bang!

The angel's chest and abdomen suddenly folded in half, as if divided into two pieces, and the gushing blood swept out from the broken mouth of the chest and abdomen and overflowed all over the ground.

This knife almost cut off the angels in half, but only a layer of flesh on the back is connected!

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The eighth update!
Chapter completed!