.Chapter 363

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A long roar soared into the sky, cutting through the night sky, like a hawk roaring in the sky, swaying straight into people's hearts. Everyone, including Yan Cang, felt that their hearts were violently shaken in the long roar. The long roar was not unwilling, no anger, no desolation, only the inexplicable murderous aura and fighting spirit.

Another group of people came around, all of whom were as deep as water, and the fullness of the flame soul rippled all over his body. Two of them were not weaker than Yan Cang. They all stared at Leng Ya, and their minds were also moved by his long roar. There was a little admiration in their hearts. This was a trapped beast, and there was no chance to escape tonight. But when this beast became indifferent to life and death, he did not spare any effort, and knew that his life was inevitable, and he was undoubtedly much more terrible.

Everyone's hearts became heavy. On their territory, there were many masters surrounding someone, but they felt heavy depression from Leng Ya.

After a long roar, Leng Ya moved, and a bloody light appeared in the pair of sharp sword-like eyes. He leaned across his body, stabbed his side, and stabbed his blade at the heart of the person who revealed his identity on his right hand. As soon as he moved, those who locked his breath tightly, moved at the same time. For a moment, the chaotic aura swept across the surrounding space, and the stirred airflow brought a whistling wind and scattered in all directions.

"Leng Ya!!" Ping'er was taken farther away under the impact of his aura. Seeing Leng Ya's body being submerged under the attack of those terrifying masters, she shouted out in panic as if she suddenly woke up from a nightmare. Leng Ya had been holding her tightly before, but when Yan Cang said the words "Don't hurt Ping'er unless it was absolutely necessary", he pushed her away without hesitation, leaving her away from his side and away from danger.

Chih!

The middle-aged man who was stabbed by Leng Ya on the front snorted coldly, took a step back, grabbed Leng Ya's wrist with his right hand, and took Leng Ya's wrist. But just as his palm was about to touch Leng Ya's wrist, Leng Ya's body, which was pushed in the air, was like someone was pushing it from behind, and it suddenly swelled up in the air again, and suddenly stabbed forward... The middle-aged man's hand pressed on his arm, and the green wind-breaking blade also pierced straight into his left chest, penetrated his heart, and the blood-stained blade tip was exposed from behind, and a slightly green light shining under the night sky.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and the left hand that captured Leng Ya's arm hung down weakly. This powerful man with high-level spiritual power was killed by Leng Ya's attack. Leng Ya's attack that only wanted the other party to die and completely ignored the crisis behind him also exposed his empty door on his back, and several heavy palm winds pressed down from his back like huge rocks.

A few muffled sounds, three pairs of palms hit at the same time, but it was not Leng Ya's body, but the middle-aged man who had just died under the Leng Ya blade and had not yet fallen. The powerful force directly broke the middle-aged man's body and flew out from afar. And Leng Ya... the cold wind blew from their downwind in surprise, and a cold green light flashed in the eyes of the three of them. The cold light passed through their lower limbs like green lightning, and then passed into their hearts.

The screams of overlapping each other caused the heart to twitch. The six sections were neatly arranged, and the lower limbs of different lengths were intercepted and blood flew out in the same direction. The three people also witnessed the terrifying scene of their lower limbs leaving the body... as if they fell into an endless abyss.

Leng Ya knew he would die. He was not panic, not crazy, nor lost his mind. Instead, he was surprisingly calm, as if this was not his death night, but his free killing game. He calmly sensed the movement of any airflow around him, calmly guessed their direction of action, and calmly looked for every fleeting opportunity. The first strike he had just stabbed suddenly increased in a situation that no one could have imagined, and then he immediately calmed down, without looking at the back, rolled around on the ground, and wiped away with one blade. Three spirit-level masters were cut off from both limbs by him at the same time.

What is scary is not the hungry wolf, but the wolf who is forced into a desperate situation and forgot to fight back!

In just one breath, Leng Ya took two consecutive moves, with almost no gap left in the middle. One person died and three were useless. The move was extremely ruthless, without any hesitation, as if he had already been waiting for them to come to the door. A light flashed in Yan Cang's calm eyes, and at this time, he had an urge to cheer. Such ruthlessness, such reflex nerves, and such sharpness were not something that could be possessed by just relying on strength. At least, although he had the strength of Leng Ya, he could never make a two-stroke with a wonderful and gorgeous performance.

Leng Ya's body shook with a dark shadow, and he was traveling back and forth among the crowd approaching him. He avoided himself from falling into the siege, because it would make his death come too soon. He had no intention of living through tonight. His only purpose was to bring more people from the Northern Emperor Sect to take care of him!

With a sharp sound of tearing the air, Leng Ya, who had been covering the night, made a move for the third time. A master of the Northern Emperor Sect who had just waved his palm was cut off half of his neck, and his eyes were protruding, as if he was seeing a ghost. The dark figure of Leng Ya, however, disappeared mysteriously from his sight with an incredible chaotic crowd in the darkness...

He either hides, and once he takes action, he will definitely hit him. He is not the kind of warrior who is good at fighting, but hides in the dark and is ready to go. Once he finds an opportunity, he will explode in an instant, and he will hit him and die in the end! What he has is not the fighting skills, but the killing skills.

With a "bang", Leng Ya's shoulder was hit by two punches, causing a brief blankness in his consciousness. However, he suddenly took action from an incredible angle along the tilt of his body, and dripping across the chest and abdomen of two people one after another, bringing two blood mists and screams one after another. Then, his body was short, and once again, under the cover of darkness, he didn't know where to go.

Chila... Another blood mist flew up and splashed onto the clothes of several people. Except for Yan Cang, the other three heavenly masters could no longer remain silent. They looked at each other, floated up, and rushed towards the cold cliff. In just a short time, they already knew the price of underestimating this person.

Seeing the three people joining, Ping'er's fear was suddenly magnified. Her eyes were looking for the erratic black shadow in the chaotic crowd. The black shadow that made the people of the Northern Emperor Sect dizzy and unable to figure it out, she could always see where he was at once. It was a subtle feeling, guiding her attention to him firmly.

The joining of three heavenly masters was like three mountains pressing on Leng Ya at the same time. They did underestimate Leng Ya before... At the beginning, Yan Zheng completely defeated Leng Ya with just one move. When he saw him, he would inevitably have an evaluation of "but this". At this moment, they could not help but have a deep doubt in their hearts, did Elder Yan Zheng really defeat him with one move?

If Leng Ya faced three heavenly masters alone, the pressure would be much heavier than his current situation, and the dozens of people besieging him became the best cover for him to hide his body. His figure shuttled across the crowd, like a ghost, and suddenly exploded at an incompatible opportunity, bringing a flying rain of blood. He did not stop moving in any second, and he would just go away when fighting with others, and would never get entangled with it. Once he took action, he would hit every hit, and then appeared several feet away in the flashing black shadow. The three heavenly powerful men approached him again and again, but never touched the corner of his clothes from beginning to end.

Yan Cang's eyes were like an eagle, staring at Leng Ya's shaking figure. Behind him, four old men, all of whom were around 60, also had a calm expression. He ignored the corpse that fell to the ground in a fog of blood and had no intention of interfering. In his eyes, there was a sincere admiration flashing in his eyes.

"When Yan really defeated him with one move?" an old man said with his eyebrows down.

"Haha, the rumors are indeed the case, and the young master said so. I can only say that Yan Zheng can defeat him, which is really a very lucky thing." Another old man laughed.

"I really can't bear to destroy such a person. If he can enter my Northern Emperor Sect, haha..."

"He is a member of the evil sect, and with such a mighty and look, once he is loyal to a certain master, he will follow him to death and will not betray him for the rest of his life."

Yan Cang turned around and said to the four old men: "In terms of strength, this boy can barely reach the low level of the heaven, which is far from us, but his level and explosive power are amazing, his ruthless moves, and his reflex nerves are the only ones I have seen in my life. Under these combinations... this is a peerless weapon that exists for killing people."

"It's a pity that this weapon has a master and will never belong to others again." An old man said regretfully.

"Since that's the case, even if you regret it, you can only destroy it."

"Although he still seems to be at ease at this moment, his attention and spirit are always very nervous. In addition, his strength is relatively shallow and he is not suitable for long-term battles. His physical strength and energy are being consumed quickly, so he should not be able to hold on for too long."

The five people looked at Leng Ya at the same time. Although it was not obvious, his movements did show a slight block compared to the previous one, and the frequency of attacks was slightly lower. However, his fighting spirit did not fade away at all, and his eyes were still murderous intent, as cold and silent as at the beginning, without any sensation.

In their hearts, they couldn't help but exclaimed again.

"Let him survive to this point, it is considered to be the end of his kindness. After all, he is a person from the evil sect. Let's do it." The old man in the middle said.

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