Chapter 157: Pull back

In the sky, the four powerful Lingquan strongmen stood in four directions, staring at Ye Wushuang coldly. The pressure of the spiritual road was also blocked around him, making him unable to escape his wings, only to be killed.
Hey cough!
Ye Wushuang struggled to support the body, and blood leaked from time to time.
Huh!
At the same time, the disciples of Devil's Yuan quickly gathered around him, staring at each other indifferently, yelling loudly: "Ye Wushuang, you are already dead end, do you want to bear resistance?"
Their scolding is full of pride, gloat, and a hint of provocation!
Nowadays, there are four masters of Devil's Deity and Lingquan Realm. Ye Wushuang will surely die. There is no other ability to kill them, which gives them confidence.
The other side.
As the Lingquan strong arrived in time to prevent Ye Wushuang's attack, the crisis in Xun Ba's heart was also lifted.
Immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at Ye Wushuang, his eyes shone coldly, "Ye Wushuang, this time, you will die!"
"Yes, Ye Wushuang will die!"
"Be sure to keep him dead!"
"Sticked him alive, carved the moire with his skin!"
A group of disciples echoed indifferently, like a cold knife's gaze, shot out from a pair of beast-like eyes.
"Must die?"
Wu Yeshuang watched this group of people with sarcasm and said, "No one dared to fight before frightened, but now, relying on four shameless old guys, Yaowu is standing up, coward!"
Indifferent words, every word spit out from Ye Wushuang's mouth, a coward, like a slap in the face, yanked on everyone's face, making them feel hot pain!
In Ye Wushuang's mouth, they were cowards, with great irony, and some disciples suddenly turned red ears and shouted indifferently: "Ye Wushuang, you are too arrogant, a real realm, I wait to kill you like a ant. "
"Crush me?"
Ye Yewushuang sneered, "Since this is the case, then stand up, I Ye Wushuang is standing here, waiting for you to kill!"
Wait for you to kill?
Ye Yewushuang responded to their words, and a faint voice drifted into the ear with the wind.
Suddenly, the crowd was in a state of turmoil and was about to move.
Before he died, Ye Wushuang was indeed powerful. He was able to kill one of them under the siege of two super geniuses. The combat power was horrifying and made them afraid.
But.
Today, Ye Wushuang has been severely wounded by the elders in Lingquan. He is a dead person. Everyone present can kill him. What qualifications does he have to dare to be so arrogant?
他 Does he still have a hole card?
Everyone guessed, secretly calculating, and hesitated again.
"I didn't even have the courage to fight, and wanted to kill me, ridiculous!" Seeing this, Ye Wushuang sneered. Although he was dead, it did not mean that he had no ability to kill these people.
A bunch of widowers have no courage to fight. Why is he afraid?
In the sky, the four elders also looked at the disciples below, their eyes were dark, and their hearts were extremely angry. "Why did Devil's Depth have such a bunch of waste, even a seriously injured person dare not face it."
"Rice buckets, a bunch of rice buckets!"
I saw a group of disciples staying still for a long time. In the sky, an elder finally couldn't help roaring.
Suddenly, the disciples below were ashamed.
"Damn beast, pretentious, I Weidong come to obliterate you this ant!" A young man with a real duality could not help but stepped forward, a sword stabbed towards Ye Wu's double-sided door.
Countless sword lights shot out from the sword body, rolled up a gust of wind, and slapped towards Ye Wushuang.
He wants to obliterate Ye Wushuang, let the four elders see, he Weidong is not a rice bucket!
无 In the wind, Ye Wushuang's clothes fluttered, like a leaf, erratic, seemingly without resistance, motionless, letting Wei Dong's sword assassinate him.
Seeing this, Wei Dong was even more ecstatic. Ye Wushuang had no resistance. If this time, he unexpectedly killed Ye Wushuang, then the magic soldier rewarded by Zongmen was his.
But.
无 When this idea was born, Ye Wushuang moved.
"True Yuan double, take my life, you are not qualified enough, go back!" Ye Wushuang looked at the Weidong who was close, and the dragon-blooded sword in his hand was slashed, and the blood-colored sword was blooming.
Shining momentarily, submerged into the void, the next second, weirdly appeared, zoomed in Wei Dong's pupil, so sudden!
With a loud slap, Scarlet Blade Mang cut on Wei Dong and flew him back directly, smashing his head to the ground, and he could not die anymore, and all his calculations instantly turned into bubbles!
Huh!
In my opinion, some pupils of Devil's Demon who were about to step forward shrank their pupils, and their feet that were about to take off were quickly retracted. Wasn't Ye Wushuang seriously hit by Elder Lingquan, why is he still capable?
"Jack!"
When I saw Ye Wushuang, I still had the power to kill Wei Dong. An old man in Lingquan was angry and scolded, and a spirit of coercion poured down, like a mountain crashing on Ye Wushuang.
Huh!
Wu Yeshuang's body sank again, and his feet sank into the ground. He sprayed a stream of blood again, flowing down his cheeks, dyed in red and white, and with the jade statue in his arms.
"It seems that you have no one in Devil's End, and no one comes to the four old dogs in Lingquan to kill me, the seriously wounded true Yuan!" Ye Wushuang said sarcastically, his body was shaking and his shaking was more intense, Falling down at any time, with a pain in his face, as if the lamp had dried up.
"Dash, shame my devil's depths, you will die!"
Seeing Ye Wushuang being severely damaged and dying, someone finally couldn't bear it.
Huh!
Roared with a sound of grandeur, three figures stepped out, and Qi Qi killed toward Ye Wushuang.
"Ye Wushuang's life is mine, don't fight with me!"
"Who kills first, who is it!"
The three of them scrambled and attacked, but they did not see Ye Wushuang's mouth with a cold smile.
He knew that he would die today without any suspense.
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"When you are dying, pull a few backs and walk on the nether road, then kill them, not lonely!"
"Dead!"
Looking at the three men who rushed over, Ye Wushuang's back was upright, and his edge was revealed.
"not good!"
When the three of them saw it, their faces were changed, their hearts were afraid, and they hurried away!
"late!"
The cold two words echoed in the void, and one blood-colored swordman fluttered in the void. With each attack, Ye Wushuang used all his strength and was extremely sharp and drowned all three.
At this moment, even the four Lingquan strongmen in the sky are moving.
They suppressed Ye Wushuang three times, each time they did not keep their hands, and hit him again and again. However, Ye Wushuang resisted, and they took advantage of the opportunity to suppress four disciples.
什么 What kind of body is this?
A true element is heavy, so tenacious, evil!
"This kind of evil talent, if it is my disciple's disciple, how good it is, this seat will do everything to train, it's a pity!"
The four elders also sighed, but the situation today is endless and cannot be solicited.
In order to never end the trouble, I can only kill, cut the grass and roots, and kill Ye Wushuang in the bud!
Thinking of this, the four elders' eyes were fierce, and they didn't care what shamefulness was, and they all shot in unison, and the terrifying spiritual repression suppressed Ye Wushuang.
A mighty force bombarded Ye Wushuang's body. The bone joints of the body sharply rubbed and rattled. At the same time, a stream of blood spit out, constantly pouring his body, drowning the blood-colored jade statue, and interweaving the magical red.
Alas, his back is straight, he never bends, even if half of his body sinks into the ground, he still stands upright!