Chapter 257: Anger

"Leave your life."
Lieyangzong's disciples sneered, endless flames sweeping out, like flames of fire, all kinds of flames swarming towards Ye Wushuang.
"Go ~~"
Ye Wushuang drank coldly, the treasure body displayed, and stepped into the sea of ​​fire.
Bang!
His body shook violently, and a storm of energy erupted in the eighty-one cyclone, shaking off the flames surrounding it.
Like an invincible god, the sea of ​​fire could not restrain him, and passed directly through the sea of ​​fire.
cut!
The dragon-blooded sword slashed from the sky as fast as a flash of lightning, and instantly a few strong suns split the disciples.
This made other disciples of Lieyang Sect to be shocked. Obviously, never thought that Ye Wushuang was so terrible. The flame palm was launched immediately, and he shot at Ye Wushuang.
but.
These people are only six or seven times true, how can the power of flames be defeated, the terrible flame of the flame mountain.
The flames of the Flame Mountain cannot hurt Ye Wushuang, how can these pose a threat to Ye Wushuang in front of him.
cut!
The blood-colored swordmang was cut out, and the blood was shining, and then saw the palms of flames, flying away from the arms of everyone, falling down, and the flame was still burning on the broken palm.
"Ah ..."
The disciples rolled on the ground, screaming, holding the remnants of Cyclonus blood.
Ye Wushuang stepped on the floating light, rolled up the invincible sword and swept past, as if relentlessly killing God, showing no mercy.
On the other side, the people of the phantom race transformed a giant bird from the void into Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang's remembrance of the Dragon Seal of the Dragon Emperor Town directly suppressed, the dragon blood sword slammed in the void, and the Scarlet Sword split the giant bird in half.
The giant bird turned into a blood-stained figure and rolled off.
Ye Wushuang stared indifferently at Huojiao, Beizhe Xinghui, and others, slashing over with the dragon blood sword.
"Climb up to the twentieth floor, this is very strong."
A group of people attacked Ye Wushuang to cover the past, and their bodies ran towards the twentieth floor.
In the 20th floor, Ye Rou, Qian Ling and Qiu Mo looked at the rushing crowd, their faces changed.
"Our limit is twenty floors. We enter the light gate first, and don't add burden to Master Ye." Qian Ling immediately responded.
"But Xiao Shuang can handle it alone."
Ye Rou covered his face with one hand and looked at Ye Wushuang anxiously. He understood why Ye Wushuang was angry, but she did not want Ye Wushuang to be okay.
"Just go in."
Ye Wushuang shouted. He only wanted to kill Qingshui, but these people kept obstructing and wanted to kill him.
In this case, there is no need to show mercy.
If you want to step higher, catch up with the Qing people, and not kill a few people, I'm afraid they can't go up.
Ye Wushuang's eyes suddenly flashed and rushed up.
After hearing that, the three of Ye Rou hesitated and rushed to the light gate on the 20th floor.
On the 20th floor, blood was continually flowing, and those who had stayed on the 20th floor were horrified.
Below, the crowd saw their heads rolling down.
Suddenly, those people were shocked and terrified.
"What happened above?"
The people below looked up, at a loss.
"It seems to be fighting over it?"
On the ninth floor, a young man's face changed greatly, and a thought sounded in his mind: "Kill points for killing!"
Not only him, but other people's minds also came up with this idea.
Suddenly, a tense atmosphere spread from the twentieth floor.
"Otherwise, we too ..." On the ninth floor, a thin young man motioned to a burly young man next to him.
"Our two brothers joined together and stepped on the tenth floor. The treasures above are even more precious and become stronger together." The burly young man said kindly and knew what the other party meant.
"Yes, good brothers, win points together and step into ... Boom!"
As soon as the words fell, the burly youth had already shot, and a large knife in his hand was directly chopped on the opponent.
Obviously the opponent is also preparing to take a shot, but, one step late.
"Brother? Take the points and start with you." The burly youth smiled coldly, and there was a thick look there, stepping onto the tenth floor.
The same scene is staged on several other floors.
The above incident, like a fuse, instantly swept through the place below the 20th floor.
In a short time, it can be said that blood flowed into the river, flowing down, stained the ladder, and the breath gradually spread.
Bang!
Bang!
Twenty floors!
Twenty-one layers!
Twenty-two floors!
Layers of blood splattered, Ye Wushuang's black hair was dancing like a god, killing the crowd in front of him with a knife, chasing towards Qingshui and others.
Several members of the Qing ethnic group were very vicious. They attacked and ran up along the way.
"Ye Wushuang, you are crazy, kill my phantom, aren't you afraid that my strong man will kill you."
Bei Zhe Xinghui's expression was horrified to the extreme, Ye Wushuang had already reached the 23rd floor, and the children of the magic tribe were almost killed.
"Why don't you stop Lao Tzu and kill Lao Tzu, will I be full to support you and kill you? What about the phantom who kills you? The strongest of your tribe comes, and Lao Tzu kills."
Ye Wushuang was furious, his body violently violently, and blasted towards North Zhe Xinghui.
Zhenyuan Jiuzhong, what a great thing, not the strongest disciple, he can also kill it.
Even if the illusion has horrific illusions, his Tai Chi pattern also has the horror ability to detect illusions, that is, the nemesis of the illusion, which makes the illusion people dare.
Staring at Bei Zhe Xinghui, Ye Wu stepped on the soles of his feet, stepped on the bodies of several phantoms, and blasted him with a punch.
"Barbara Fist!"
"Longhuang Town Mountain Seal!"
Two attacks Qi Qi blasted towards North Zhe Xinghui.
Bei Zhe Xinghui lost the innate advantage of illusion and could not counter it at all, and could only urge an aperture resistance.
However, although he is Jiuyuan Zhenyuan, he is not comparable to Ye Wushuang, who has eighty-one cyclones. His golden fists directly hit his defense.
Huh!
Bei Zhe Xinghui's body was bombed.
"cut!"
Ye Wushuang chopped past with a sword.
"Ye Wushuang, Xing Hui is the son of my elder. If you kill him, you will pay a heavy price. You must think carefully."
Seeing this, Bei Zhepeng shouted.
However, Ye Wushuang did not seem to hear his words, without any pause.
The son of the lord, I have killed, I am afraid of the elder's son!
Ye Wushuang sneered.
Seeing that he kept stopping, Bei Zhe Xinghui was startled by Ye Wushuang's fierceness, and he growled and shouted immediately, "Ye Wushuang, don't you just want illusion, I have it, I can give it to you, and it is superior Illusion, as long as you spare my life. "
Bang!
Suddenly, the sword suddenly split a dozen meters ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and fell on the ladder.
The ladder was trembling for it, as if it was about to collapse, and the three souls of Bei Zhe Xinghui almost scared out, sweating profusely.
"Illusion!"
Ye Wushuang stared indifferently at Bei Zhe Xinghui.
Bei Zhe Xinghui took a long time to return to her spirits, and was stunned by the stabbing just now.
Ye Wushuang took the scroll and opened it for a glance.
"It's true, I didn't lie to you." Bei Zhe Xinghui responded immediately.
Huh!
what!
Ye Wushuang kicked him off the ladder directly before the words had come to an end.
"Let's meet Lao Tzu later, and detour."
Ye Wushuang drank indifferently, turning his eyes to Huojiao and Wenhao.