"Uncle Zhang."!

Yu Yi could feel the strong changes in the aura around him, and he shouted sternly.

Just now, the strange and strange sound fell from the sky, and even he was greatly affected and became a little dazed. Zhang Heng was able to wake up in an instant, not because he was stronger, but because he was attacked by Rong Kaixuan's death, so he was able to have that kind of strong explosion.

However, Rong Kaixuan was ready to go and used a full-body attack for only a moment.

It was just a few breaths that Zhang Heng had already died on the spot.

The strong murderous intent emitted by the death of his companion finally woke him up from his trance, and the first thing he did after he woke up was to shout Zhang Heng's name wildly.

But what frightened him was that not only did Zhang Heng not respond, but his breath of life was dissipating at a rapid speed.

A strong chill suddenly surged into his heart, and Rong Kaixuan was able to kill Zhang Heng in an instant. So, what about him...

"Second uncle, Zhang Heng is dead." Yu Yineng shouted suddenly with a tragic expression.

Yu Zonghao's eyes froze, his heart beat like thunder, gritting his teeth, and regretting it.

After coming here, he was careless and accidentally poked into an airflow. The power of the airflow was so weak that it could almost be said to be non-existent, so he didn't even care about it. However, he never expected that the airflow would suddenly break, and a small needle as thin as cow's hair shot out from it and entered his body.

Feeling the strangeness from the body, Yu Zonghao immediately judged that this needle was actually an extremely vicious soul-killing needle.

He, who came from a famous family, certainly understood the terribleness of this needle. Even if he had the peak innate cultivation level, if he did not force the needle out of his body, it would bring him huge hidden dangers.

However, just as he was using his power to drive the needle, there were shadows around him, and eight figures appeared around him and used their means to launch the most fierce attack on him.

What shocked him even more was that there were seven cursive spirit masters among these people.

If it were normal, even if he faced eight master-level strong men, he would have no fear and could kill them all in a very short time. But at this moment, there was fog around him and poisonous needles in his body that actually restrained most of his energy. Under the siege of these eight people, he even had no time to distract himself from looking around.

However, the strange roar of the skull and the nephew's stern scream made him wake up instantly.

Gripping his teeth hatefully, Yu Zonghao took out a jade bottle from his body. He pinched it with his hand and immediately crushed the bottle and put the only elixir in his hand into his mouth.

This pill was his life-saving thing. Even if he was hit by the Soul-Slaying Needle, he was not willing to swallow it. However, after hearing the shouts of his nephew full of fear, he no longer cared about so much.

The elixir entered the mouth and instantly turned into body fluids and swallowed into the abdomen. The next moment, a surge of power suddenly emerged from it, reaching all limbs and bones, giving him an illusion of infinite power, as if it was omnipotent.

"ah."

Accompanied by the howling roar of ghosts and wolves, the tiny soul-snatching needle flowing desperately towards his heart, flowing upwards and flew out of his body with a "swoosh".

Yu Zonghao reached out and fucked the needle and held it in his hand. He held it tightly, and the needle was immediately pinched into a piece of powder.

His body swayed, and his speed suddenly rose to the extreme, and his aura reached an unparalleled level. With one step forward, his body had already appeared in front of a person, and a knife light flashed in his hand, sweeping across like a red fire wall.

Previously, he was in a steel needle, and more than half of his energy was fighting against the poison needle in his body, but he was not at a disadvantage under the siege of eight special spirits. At this moment, he was exhausted and stimulated by the elixir, and his body climbed to the peak state, and naturally he could release the greatest power.

"Bang..."

With a sword, the blade was extremely sharp. The magician of the water-based special spirit body could not even resist. With a sound of hula, the water-based special spirit body had turned into a cloud of mist and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Yu Zonghao was slightly stunned. Although he had only fought with these people for a moment, he knew their abilities clearly. This thick water mist was released by this water-type magician, so he chose it as the first target to hunt.

Although his sword was extremely domineering, according to his idea, he would only cut this person twice. However, with one sword, he actually burned and melted his whole body, which was unexpected. However, his reaction was extremely fast, and his body flashed again and came to the side of the special wind spirit body. The red light reappeared and condensed into a dazzling red cloud.

The strength of many spirits is equally between them. The special water-based spirit body was killed by Yu Zonghao with a knife, but the special wind-based spirit body is not. It is best at wind-based spells, and it has great advantages when dodging and moving. At this time, a whirlwind suddenly emerged around it, wrapping it around it and retreating to the distance.

However, Yu Zonghao's strength has far overcome the imagination of many spirits.!

After the peak innate potential has been completely stimulated, the combat power it bursts out is terrifying.

Yu Zonghao took a step forward, and this step seemed to have crossed an infinite distance. In just one step, he had already caught up with the special wind-type spirit body that was struggling to escape.

A red light flashed, and the big knife containing the infinite power of death was slashed.

"puff……"

With a light sound, the special wind-type spirit body that had escaped far away was still cut from head to toe by the knife without any resistance. Then, its body exploded and turned into two balls of air waves, directly blending into the surrounding haze.

Yu Zonghao's face suddenly became strange, and he finally confirmed something. There was an indescribable strange thing about these people. It seemed that once they died, they would directly vaporize into nothingness and leave no traces on the world.

Such a situation is really unheard of.

He stood up with his knife and was about to find a third target, but found that the rest of the figures had disappeared. His heart slightly sternly. It was really heartbreaking for these people to cooperate with each other.

His ears moved slightly, and he rushed towards the distance like lightning.

A fierce sound of gold and iron fighting came from there, and the two sword lights were entangled like light dragons. However, one of the sword lights had already gained an absolute advantage and an advantage.

"kill……"

Yu Zonghao shouted loudly, raised the sword in his hand and slashed at one of the sword lights.

Rong Kaixuan's eyes closed slightly, feeling the death of the two special spirits. His mood became inexplicably low, and he was filled with resentment and severe killing intention.

He assassinated Zhang Heng with his sword, and then took all his strength to completely suppress Yu Yiren in the most violent posture.

Yu Yineng is already a congenital strong man, and his strength is extremely strong. But he watched Zhang Heng, a powerful man at the same level, die tragically by Rong Kaixuan's hands. The strong murderous intent and huge cognitive gap made him feel terrified. Although he had been wandering and struggling in the Beast Realm on the brink of life and death, his mind was extremely firm. However, this sudden blow still made him lose all confidence, and under Rong Kaixuan's fierce offensive, he could only defend with all his strength.

However, Yu Zonghao's harsh shout came to his ears, and his eyes immediately lit up.

With a long roar, the sword light burst out in Yu Yineng's hand. Even in this thick fog, it still showed endless light.

The uncle and nephew attacked each other with one sword and one sword, as if they were about to cut Rong Kaixuan into meat.

His spirit and thoughts were fully activated. At this moment, Rong Kaixuan clearly sensed the imminent death. The feeling was so strong that his hair suddenly rose up.

Time seems to slow down again at this moment.

Whether it was the sword light in front or the strong and fire-like sword force behind, it became slow at this moment.

Rong Kaixuan flipped his left hand and the skull disappeared in his hand. He bounced his fingers and a small stream of air was released with each snap of his finger. At the same time, the sword in his right hand trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword drew a strange line in the void and faced the red sword behind him.

At this time, he seemed to have given up his frontal resistance, and he would not resist at all if his long sword was stabbed in his chest due to his artistic ability.

The sword light flashed, and the light spots broke on the spot. When Rong Kaixuan's long sword intersected with Yu Zonghao's red sword, he suddenly attracted a light.

Yu Yineng was overjoyed. He growled, his eyes were bright and he stabbed out with all his strength.

However, before his sword could hit Rong Kaixuan, a chill suddenly surged in his heart. The wind roared above his head, and he looked calm and was immediately scared to death.

The terrifying red sword in the second uncle's hand actually bypassed Rong Kaixuan's body and chopped down at him.

Without thinking, Yu Yi could stand with his sword and resist with all his strength.

No one understands Yu Zonghao's strength better than him. Under this knife, he dare not be careless at all.

"bite……"

When the swords collided, Yu Yineng snorted and retreated suddenly. His tiger's mouth cracked faintly, and a trace of blood remained.

Yu Zonghao also pulled back his knife, his eyes filled with incredible horror.

How could my own sword be cut on my nephew? How could this be possible?

Rong Kaixuan was also in trouble. He took a few steps back and felt his hands and feet numb. The peak innate power was so great that even if he just used the force to fight, it would be difficult to maintain.

"Uncle II, kill him." Yu Yineng shouted sternly regardless of the surging blood in his body: "If this son is not dead, we will never have peace."

Rong Kaixuan was so powerful when he was only at the level of his division. What would happen if he went further? Although Yu Zonghao's uncle and nephew could not see the other person's expression, he felt the other person's intentions in an instant.
Chapter completed!