Chapter 282 Ye Rou's Thoughts

The moment the black-clothed figure moved, Ye Wushuang's figure had already taken the lead, stepped forward vigorously, and punched the thin masked man.

The golden fist, like a beam of golden light, blasted through the void and hit the masked man.

Bang!

The masked man's body was shot out like a cannonball, hitting the rock, bloody and bloody, and he couldn't die anymore.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Wushuang blocked Ye Rou's small waist, and retreated instantly.

The masked figure saw everything, did not stop it, and devoted himself to the inheritance of the Dao of the Sword of "Jie Mie Zhan".

Receive this inheritance first. As for Ye Wushuang, he will not be able to escape today, so he is not worried.

Just as the figure in black was about to grab the ball of light with one hand, the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth slanted, his consciousness moved, and the ball of light shifted half a meter as if he had a sense of consciousness, making the figure in black catch an empty space.

call out!

In an instant, the ball of light turned into a beam of light, which entered Ye Wushuang's eyebrows in a blink of an eye.

"Bastard, how dare you play me."

Seeing this, the black-clothed figure was furious, his palms turned into sharp claws, his true energy was revealed, and he grabbed Ye Wushuang suddenly, ready to capture Ye Wushuang alive.

The black shadows in several other ranges are also flickering, surrounding and killing them from all directions.

At the same time, Ye Wushuang also used the dragon spirit essence to undo the seal on Ye Rou's body.

"Xiao Shuang, leave them to me!"

Ye Rou's seal was removed and she was able to speak. At the same time, like an angry lioness, she took out the Emperor's Bow and shot at the shadows surrounding her.

Ye Wushuang also locked his eyes on the black-clothed figure, and his handprint was instantly printed, blood clouds filled the sky, and Fu Tian's hand fell down.

"This is……"

Seeing this, the black-clothed figure was shocked. This kind of method made him feel threatened.

"Didn't you already get it." Ye Wushuang stepped forward, took out a psychic treasure-level sword, and killed through the air.

"Hand of Futian, is this the power of a low-grade holy-level battle skill?"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's answer, the black-clothed figure was overjoyed, apparently the power of Futian's hand was beyond his imagination.

"Sword of Thunder!"

"The Sword of Madness!"

"The sword of death!"

When the black-clothed figure was in ecstasy, one after another of violent sword lights pierced through densely and seamlessly, extremely sharp, and the sword intent to kill, condensed into substance.

The claws of true essence that came from the attack were annihilated by the infinite sword intent, and the danger of killing his life turned the ecstasy of the black-clothed figure into shock.

"Torn Claw!"

He snorted coldly and poked out his claws, both claws were as sharp as eagle claws, the void was torn apart, ten waning moons were drawn, and he grabbed the "Three Swords of Madness".

Bang bang bang!

The terrifying tearing power destroys everything and shatters the infinite sword intent.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the figure in black grabbed Ye Rou, grabbed Ye Rou, and grabbed Ye Wushuang's weakness. Are you afraid that Ye Wushuang will be caught without letting go?

Ye Wushuang didn't know that, with the movement of the eighty-one cyclone, the Barbarian Tyrannical Dragon Fist blasted out, and the torrential true energy, like a flood that had been unloaded, spread unstoppably.

throat!

The shadow of the golden tyrannosaurus roared out, the mountains trembled, and the four walls of the valley collapsed.

"How can this kid be so strong?"

The black-clothed figure was even more horrified, he gave up capturing Ye Rou, and turned to attack as a defense.

Boom!

The shadow of the tyrannical dragon ran over the void, roared to the sky, and the ferocious dragon's head crashed into it. With a loud bang, the boiling energy spread to all directions of the valley.

In the valley, the vitality was sluggish, and it collapsed in an instant, the energy spread, and the vegetation collapsed.

Taking advantage of the situation, Ye Wushuang added his precious body, went against the shock wave, and punched the black-clothed figure again.

The black-clothed figure stared intently, the shock wave was generated by the attack energy, although a lot of the power was released, the killing still remained.

He really didn't expect that Ye Wushuang would dare to come across.

A golden glow shuttled through, swimming like a real dragon, Ye Wushuang hit the black-clothed figure with a punch, and with a bang, the black-clothed figure flew away.

Pooh!

The figure in black was startled suddenly, his body flew out like a scarecrow.

However, the master of Lingquan was really great. After being hit in the body, Li Yu immediately stood up and looked at the other people who had almost been shot.

He hesitated for a moment, disappeared and fled the valley.

After shooting the last person, Ye Rou was about to catch up with the Emperor's Bow, but was stopped by Ye Wushuang who stepped forward.

"Sister, are you alright?" Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Rou, the worried look made Ye Rou's heart tremble.

"Xiao Shuang, I'm fine, but that person took your chance, so you can't let him go like this."

Ye Rou already knew from the conversation just now that in order to save him, Ye Wushuang handed over the low-grade holy-level combat skills to the black-clothed figure.

"No chance is as important as you." Seeing that Ye Rou was fine, Ye Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief.

But Ye Rou still blamed herself very much, she didn't expect that she dragged Ye Wushuang back again.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang knew what Ye Rou was thinking, and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry, is my stuff so easy to get? He has his life to get it, but he doesn't have his life to enjoy it."

Hearing this, Ye Roumei's eyes lit up, staring at Ye Wushuang.

"Hey!" Ye Wushuang smiled suddenly, and said, "I have tampered with that holy-level combat skill. As long as someone dares to practice it, they may not feel anything at the beginning. However, as long as it is a great success, that kind of malpractice will erupt, the meridian will be shattered in the mild case, and the body will die and the dao will disappear in the severe case.”

"Little Shuang, you..."

Hearing Ye Wushuang's explanation, Ye Roumei stared at her, a little dazed, she hadn't seen her brother's evil smile for a long time.

I remember when I was a child, Ye Wushuang would laugh evilly every time he teased someone, which meant that someone was going to suffer.

"Let's go, then catch you, don't kill him, I, Ye Wushuang, write my name upside down." Ye Wushuang looked in the direction of the ancient Lingzong.

Regardless of whether it was Elder Mo or not, Ye Wushuang had already left a mark on his body when he punched him just now.

As long as you compare it, you will know it, right?

Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Wushuang hugged Ye Rou by the waist, and strode up through the air.

Being held in Ye Wushuang's arms, Ye Rou felt safer than ever. Even if she was older than Ye Wushuang, she still wanted this kind of embrace very much.

Involuntarily, Ye Rou hugged Ye Wushuang's tiger waist with her small hands, and asked suddenly: "Xiao Shuang, you came to save me because I am your sister, right?"

"Of course." Ye Wushuang replied.

"Is it just that?" Ye Rou asked again.

"You are not only my sister, but also my dearest and dearest sister. I will definitely protect you well."

Ye Wushuang smiled and said, Ye Rou protected him for the past ten years, and from now on, he will protect Ye Rou.

However, how could he understand Ye Rou's thoughts.

"Sister, if you're not your own sister, can't you..."

Ye Rou looked at Ye Wushuang complicatedly, then lowered her head sadly, she is already the dearest sister, what more do you want?