Chapter 1252 What Reward Do You Give

As soon as Yang Kai sacrificed the shield, the countless blood blades were already blasted in front of him, one after another slashed on the shield like a full moon scimitar, making earth-shattering sounds, and the force from the successive collisions even pushed Yang Kai back continuously go.

When An Zhiyong saw this, not only did he not show the slightest joy, but he became more dignified, because the opponent's purple shield looked dull, and it was able to block his blood blade. It was obviously a high-grade fake. Super Secret Treasure, now swinging the hatchet even harder.

And when he swung the hatchet, it seemed that there was a pulling force emanating from the hatchet, pulling the blood blades blocked by the purple shield, spinning around, and attacking Yang Kai from all directions again. go.

"Controlling Yuan?" Yang Kai frowned, but quickly denied this idea, because this An Zhiyong obviously didn't understand the art of controlling Yuan, this kind of blood blade can be used by him to change direction to fight against the enemy, it should be a secret treasure power.

Wanting to understand this, Yang Kai sighed lightly.

He has been defending all the time, just wanting to see what shocking methods this Demon Blood Sect disciple has. After all, he will live on the Gloomy Star in the future, and fight more with these local force warriors, which will also save him from encountering these forces in the future. The warriors make some preparations.

Unexpectedly, although this An Zhiyong has the cultivation base of the third level of the Holy King, but the holy essence is mixed and impure, and the methods used are a bit weird, but they can't pose any threat to him at all.

At the moment, he also lost the thought of probing, and once he retracted the purple shield, his whole body was exposed to countless blood blades.

Seeing this, An Zhiyong was overjoyed, although he didn't understand why Yang Kai gave up his defense, but he also knew that the opportunity would never come again, so he swung the hatchet fiercely, driving the countless blood blades to linger around Yang Kai's side, threatening to Hit it hard.

Yang Kai looked at him indifferently, and at the moment when the blood blade was added to his body, a pitch-black magic flame surged out of his body, the magic flame was extremely hot, and as soon as it appeared, it made the temperature within a radius of several tens of feet rise. sharp rise.

As soon as those blood blades touched the magic flame, they melted one after another, unable to cut into the magic flame at all.

An Zhiyong's expression was startled, before he could use his backhand, Yang Kai was already running like a thunderbolt, and quickly approached him, and for a while, the jet-black magic flame unleashed its power, directly wrapping An Zhiyong in it.

There were sounds of fighting and screams, and An Zhiyong's shouts were mixed with messages of panic and panic.

The opponent's pitch-black flames seem to be quite restrained by his evil spirits. Being shrouded in aura by the opponent, he can't show much of his strength at all. If he didn't have one or two defensive secret treasures to protect him, I'm afraid he would give him a face-to-face kill.

Is this the second level of the Holy King? An Zhi was confused. Could it be some Void Returning Realm expert in disguise?

Just when Yang Kai and An Zhiyong were in a fight, Ye Yangrong and Deng Ning were also in a life-and-death battle. Deng Ning was wrapped in a cloud of blood, and with all means, he could barely protect himself, but he also It can only be delayed for at most half a stick of incense. After half a stick of incense, he feels that he must be doomed. His junior brother's magic blood transformation secret technique has been cultivated to a very high level, and he cannot resist it at all.

Just when he was panicking and restless, Ye Yangrong suddenly withdrew some of the power of the blood cloud, which greatly relieved his pressure. He was overjoyed, and he tried all means at the moment to save a little bit of the decline.

But Ye Yangrong's voice came out through the blood cloud: "Junior Brother An, what are you doing? Hurry up and kill that man and come help!"

Although he heard An Zhiyong's yelling, he thought that An Zhiyong was deliberately delaying time by acting, so that he and Deng Ning could lose both sides, but he didn't know that An Zhiyong didn't even have time to answer his questions. , his face was extremely pale, and he was stretched hard by Yang Kai's beating.

It was precisely because Ye Yangrong was so suspicious that he didn't use all his strength to deal with Deng Ning, and planned to save some energy to compete with An Zhiyong for Deng Ning's inheritance.

For a moment, there was a strange atmosphere in the two battlefields. One side was calculated and refused to exert all its strength, while the other side was suffering and couldn't tell, and was sweating.

But soon, the situation became clear.

Since An Zhiyong and Yang Kai fought for less than half a cup of tea, with An Zhiyong's scream, his figure flew upside down as if he had been severely injured, and he vomited a cloud of blood mist in midair, his face was ashes, and the eyes in his eyes were ashen. Overwhelmed with horror.

The moment he flew upside down, Yang Kai's figure followed closely, and before he landed, he punched his chest.

An Zhiyong only had time to let out a heart-piercing scream, and his chest sank directly, his eyes gradually lost their light, and immediately, his body burst open in mid-air.

Over there, after hearing An Zhiyong's screams, Ye Yangrong's heart skipped a beat. Looking this way, he happened to see An Zhiyong's body bursting open, and exclaimed: "How is that possible?"

The momentary shock made his blood cloud tremble, but Deng Ning took this opportunity to get out of the trap, and stood aside in embarrassment, looking at the blood cloud panting, and then looked at the blood cloud that was closing in on the other side in surprise. Yang Kai, who was punching, had a complex look of disbelief, joy and apprehension in his eyes.

An Zhi died, Deng Ning escaped, Ye Yangrong also knew that something was wrong, the blood cloud squirmed, and his body was revealed, frowning and looking at Yang Kai, silent.

"If you dare to move, I will let you die!" Yang Kai shook off the blood stained on his hands, raised his head, and glanced at Ye Yangrong, his eyes were like a butcher looking at a lamb in the sheep pen, making Ye Yangrong look at it for no reason. The body is cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

Although the other party was only a threatening word, Ye Yangrong somehow felt that he really had this ability, and under the fear in his heart, he really didn't move.

He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Deng Ning. Deng Ning cupped his fists at Yang Kai, forced a smile and said, "My friend, thank you for your help!"

He looked earnest, obviously sincerely thanking him. After all, even a disciple of the Demon Blood Sect would be grateful if his life was saved.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Yang Kai replied indifferently. He couldn't say how much he liked this Deng Ning. After all, when this guy was being chased by his two senior brothers, he still flew towards him. Thinking of dragging himself into the water.

Moreover, before Ye Yangrong and An Zhiyong suspected that Yang Kai was the helper arranged by Deng Ning here, he didn't mean to deny it, if it was another Saint King 2-layer realm, how could he still survive if he made such a move? He will only be a muddleheaded ghost.

But thinking about it, if Yang Kai was in Deng Ning's situation, he would probably do the same, so although he didn't like Deng Ning's approach, he didn't mean to pursue it. The other party was just trying to save his life. How could you care so much at that time?

After being choked by Yang Kai, Deng Ning's face was embarrassing, but she was very sensible, and she didn't bother with this issue any more, she said solemnly: "Friend, can you be a good person to the end, and then help Deng to get rid of this wolf-hearted person?" Slaughter, Deng will be rewarded afterwards!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yangrong's face changed drastically, and only then did he realize that the young man at the second level of the Holy King was really not the helper arranged by Deng Ning, and his intestines turned green from regret in an instant.

If he knew this earlier, why would he ask for trouble and let An Zhiyong deal with Yang Kai? It is serious to wish to send him away earlier, but it is useless to regret now, An Zhiyong has already been killed by him, and the other party is still looking at him with an unhappy look, clearly annoyed at being involved in this inexplicable dispute Among them, judging from the strength he can kill An Zhiyong in half a cup of tea, if he really joins forces with Deng Ning, how can he survive?

Ye Yangrong's heart suddenly fluttered, and he looked at Yang Kai nervously, secretly worried about what kind of answer he would give.

To his surprise, Yang Kai just rolled his eyelids, looked at Deng Ning, then shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in meddling in the grievances of your brothers."

Ye Yangrong's expression relaxed, and just when he thought he could escape, Deng Ning said, "Friend, we are disciples of the Devil's Blood Sect. If you killed me, Senior Brother An, if you let Ye Yangrong go back, things here will definitely be destroyed." It will be exposed, and then you may be in some trouble."

"You want me to kill you all to silence you?" Yang Kai grinned, his eyes turned a few times on Deng Ning and Ye Yangrong, with a look of malicious intentions, which made the hearts of both of them jump wildly and anxiously. disturbed.

Ye Yangrong had already scolded Deng Ning bloody in his heart at this moment, and hated Deng Ning's unscrupulous words, but he was delighted when the other party said this, and said immediately: "Junior Brother Deng, this friend doesn't seem to be very talkative. How about letting go of our internal grievances and joining forces to deal with him?"

Deng Ning sneered, and refused without thinking, "Sorry, I'm not interested in joining forces with someone like you."

After rejecting Ye Yangrong, he looked at Yang Kai and said solemnly: "It's not an exaggeration to say that killing people kills people, but if my friend also kills me, then I have nothing to say. After all, if you don't intervene, I will also kill you this time." There is no doubt that I will die, but even if I die, I will not make this person feel better!"

He looked at Ye Yangrong with a ferocious smile, with a ferocious expression on his face, as if he had forced him to abandon the Melting Blood Pill, which made Deng Ning extremely crazy.

"You're crazy!" Ye Yangrong turned pale with shock and backed away repeatedly.

But as soon as he moved his footsteps, a wave of spiritual pressure came from the sky that made him suddenly change color. At the same time, the defense of his own sea of ​​consciousness was instantly broken, and a divine soul attack invaded it, concealed.

Ye Yangrong was sweating profusely in an instant, knowing that if he moved again, the Sea of ​​Consciousness would definitely be attacked. The strength of this consciousness is no less than that of a warrior at the second level of return to the void, and it is simply not something he can resist.

Immediately, he didn't dare to make any more changes, and looked at Yang Kai with incomparable fear, his eyes trembling violently, he couldn't believe that the spiritual attack would be sent by such a person.

After Yang Kai tore apart this person's Sea of ​​Consciousness defense and gave him a little warning, he was not in a hurry to kill him, but looked at Deng Ning with great interest, and suddenly said: "It's not right for me to take action!" No, but what can you pay for it?"

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