Vol 3 Chapter 815: Night battle

Yan Yuankai's face is not particularly old, it looks like a middle-aged person, the wrinkles in the corners of the eyes, as well as the vicissitudes of the eyes, making people feel awkward.
The large black robes, the body of Yan Yuankai, wrapped in the airtight, two pairs of large hands in the sleeves with a pair of Wujin gloves.
woo woo woo woo! Hey! Around Yuan Kaikai’s body, there was nothing in the air, but from time to time, the crying screams of horror were heard. Under the quiet night, the miserable crying swayed the tight string of the mind of the warrior.
When this person fell, Xiao Chen took the opportunity to retreat two hundred meters, looking at each other with a dignified look, and did not dare to have the slightest intention in his eyes.
His spirits are boundless, his senses are sharp, and the warriors who usually come with hostility can be discovered immediately after they are thousands of kilometers away.
It can be discovered by Yuan Kai, who has been traveling to a distance of 100 meters from him. At a later moment, it is possible to be attacked by a single blow to death.
The chilling crying sounds from time to time, although Xiao Chen is not affected too much, it always feels a bit wrong.
Trying to gather God's knowledge in his eyes, Xiao Chen stared at it, and found out that Yuan Yuankai's body was outside, emitting more than a dozen blood-colored bands that were hard to see with naked eyes.
The light belt is as thin as a needle thread, and it surrounds him up and down, like a wave.
With the surging of the blood-colored light belt, the aura between the heavens and the earth is swaying, such as rain and dew. Between the undulations, it looks like a stream of water, and the source is endless.
However, the naked eye of the general warrior can't see it. It can only be vaguely felt that the other party's momentum is strong. For example, the mountain top is the so-called sage.
When the warrior goes to the place of Wusheng, he can comprehend the power of heaven and earth and form a powerful law of heaven.
The legendary Emperor Wu can even unite with the heavens and the earth to form his own law of the heavens. When it is swayed, it will collapse and the mountains and rivers will be broken.
The thin red band of the hand should be the law of the world, the semi-holy. It is possible to condense more than a dozen rules of heaven, and this person is definitely not simple.
At the beginning, he played against Bai Wuxue. It seems that there are hundreds of strokes in the hundreds of strokes, and his true strength is exhausted.
And the white snow has the law of heaven, the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and the amount of real yuan storage, are not what he can compare.
"Xiao Chen, this person is very simple. The red light band you see is not his true law of heaven, but the projection of the law of heaven in Dantian."
The devil in the ring of the fairy spirit with a little anxiety, said solemnly: "He should have cultivated some kind of evil power, and melted his own suffocation into the law. Otherwise, it would not be a scary piece of the law of heaven and earth. It’s evil.

"If you have the opportunity to go for the best policy, you must fight with Bai Wuxue. In any case, he should take care of Shui Lingling. This person is a one-of-a-kind, afraid of being lawless and without scruples."
Not to mention the charm reminder, the spirit of Xiao Chen has been highly concentrated. This person is afraid that he will face the strongest opponent after he comes to Kunlun.
The thunder clouds are densely covered, the sound of thunder is slowly sounding, there is purple lightning, and the sky is broken from time to time. The immortal thunder has already been released.
The right hand is buckled on the handle, and the technique of drawing the sword by the Emperor is quietly displayed. The red light flashed in the eyes, which is the ultimate killing mood of Xiao Chen’s artistic conception for a long time. This moment is not reserved.
The wind formed by the meaning of killing, in the courtyard, with a heavy sorrow, slowly scraped.
After a while, the wind is raging, and the wind contains the infinite killing in Xiao Chen’s eyes. The blast swept over the grass in the courtyard, and when it was smashed, it was killed by this mad wind, and there was no life to blow, and it was withered.
The wind and the sound of the river, accompanied by the lightning and thunder in the night sky, shocked the weather. White robes, black hair flying, and Xiao Chen holding the handle, but the atmosphere is restrained, and it is hidden between the heavens and the earth.
In the arrogant momentum of Wang Yang, it seems that there is no limit to the distance, and the distance from Qian Yuankai seems to have opened a thousand miles.
As long as one action, this small figure hidden in the heavens and the earth, will cross over a thousand miles, with a smashing weather, and rushing.
Yan Yuankai's hole was slightly shrunk, and a slamming sound, a flash of color in his eyes, some surprised. Xiao Chen’s killing mood, immortal Thunder mood, he was not surprised.
His position is scattered, he traveled the world, met all kinds of masters, immortal Thunder mood and killing mood, although rare, there are not people who can be.
What he was surprised about was Xiao Chen’s technique of drawing a knife.
The two moods form a great trend and look amazing. The same generation of Emperor Wu, even if it is repaired to a lot more than Xiao Chen, the audience must be depressed on the spot.
But in his eyes, but this is the case, he has condensed his own law of heaven, the momentum contains a trace of saints, and will not be afraid at all.
"Interesting, the strange technique of drawing a knife, integrates its own imposing mood into the knife, but it does not seem perfect."
Yan Yuankai's mouth is slightly tilted. Although he is surprised, he does not have much pressure and his attitude is very relaxed. After repairing the other side, he never thought about it and he would lose it to this person.
"Okay, look at me and leave you, and force the sword to pull out this door, haha!"
Hey!
Stepping forward, and with the squally lightning, Yan Yuankai will go forward and rush directly to the past.
He could step forward and take a half step forward. During the rescue, he found the endless white figure in front of him, and jumped out of the 34th phantom.
Each phantom represents a trajectory of a knife, and thirty-four completely different directions of the knife, and all the lines of the left and the right of the front, back, and left are dead.
As the footsteps shrank, Yan Yuankai retired at a very fast speed. In a relaxed manner, he had a dignified look.
Looking forward, the bleak wind, the whistling, the dark clouds above the head, the purple lightning from scratching the sky from time to time, the small body, did not move.
Still hiding the body under the heavens and the earth, it seems that across thousands of miles, my eyes are cold and looking at myself.
"Weird, this technique of drawing a knife, there are even such famous places."
Yan Yuankai did not dare to have any idea. There were more than a dozen red bands behind him, and the color suddenly became brighter. The light shines, the red is like blood, the momentum is like a rainbow, and it keeps rising.
Xiao Chen’s heart is a pity, if it was just this person, he walked up without any scruples.
By using the Emperor's sword extraction, you can take advantage of the other side of the game, and you will be able to take the lead in one fell swoop.
Helpless this person, cautiously, just step forward, and immediately reacted in the Sumi, will not give such a good opportunity for Xiao Chen.
In the courtyard, under the opposition of the two momentums, the atmosphere became extremely oppressive, and the wind, lightning, blood, mourning, entanglement, and a dull crash.
Rubbing and rubbing, a little crack on the ground, cracks in the road, such as spider webs, are extremely slow to radiate.
Hey!
There are no shortage of masters around the inn. Many people immediately sensed this repressed breath. When they looked around, they quickly rushed over.
It’s not uncommon to see a night battle in a chaotic state town. It’s rarely like this matchup. It’s not unusual yet.
"It's not a fight for a cat and a dog. It must be a master showdown!"
The warriors who come to the city of Luo, there will be no good birds, masters duel, in addition to watching the excitement, maybe even some unpredictable cheap.
In a short time, around the Xiaochen House, hundreds of martial artists came together, staring fiercely at the two people below.
When I saw the face of Yan Yuankai, many people were horrified, and the body couldn’t help but step back.
"It is Yu Yuankai! One of the top ten wicked people in the city of Luo, the Tianwu domain evil gang is ranked twentieth."
"How could it be him, this old guy, but it hasn't come out for a long time."
The two people in the courtyard did not care about the outside world. When the momentum climbed to the peak, Qi Yuankai did not hesitate to take the shot.
Around the body, the red light is full of scary, countless sly ghosts, ups and downs, open the mouth, and struggle.
Man-made, all kinds of negative emotions, killing, violent, chaotic, sad, fear, like a tide, flooding into Xiao Chen, into the sea of ​​knowledge.
Knowing the mighty spiritual power of the sea, turning into a golden ocean, reverberating, a tsunami, will crush these negative emotions.
The horrible suffocation did not cause any interference to Xiao Chen, the body hidden under the heavens and the earth, calmly looking at the Yuan Yuankai who was flying.
The right hand clasped on the handle, after two breaths, moved. In the squally lightning, the knives of the scorpion seem to cross a thousand miles away, and instantly.
boom!
In the dark night, the loud noise of the earth-shattering sounds, the house is dying, and it is smashed by two powerful forces.
The ground that had already cracked open was even more unbearable, and it broke completely in the bang of the rumble. Thousands of huge rocks, flying in a continuous stream, the scene was chaotic.