Chapter 174: Break your hand

A strong crisis of life and death will be overshadowed, and there is too much time to think about it. After Luo Yang’s right hand is shot at the waist, a broken black iron sword appears directly in front of him.
At the moment when the iron sword appeared, the sacred swords of Luoyang Dantian broke out with dazzling light. The sharpness of the whole world was suddenly spread between the heavens and the earth. The sharp sword was turned into a stunned black. The iron sword is Jianfeng, and he is screaming at the head and wants to kill him.
"It’s not self-sufficient! This sly ghost is a sneaky scorpion from the ninth secluded. Even the monk of Yuantianjing can only be forced to suppress with strong cultivation. It is impossible to completely kill it. Want to annihilate it? It’s an ignorant child!"
Seeing Luo Yang’s move, the elder of Baizong’s sneer sneered again and again, and now he suddenly waved his long sleeves. The body of the devil’s body suddenly had a more intense black fog, and its speed was also sudden at this moment. Speed ​​up, in the eyes of many monks, slammed against the fierce sword light.
boom!
The terrible roaring sound is enough to shake the whole world. The dark clouds above the nine days have all collapsed. In the valley, there are even fissures in the valley. The earth shakes the mountains and shakes, and the more horrible shock waves sweep across all directions. The tens of thousands of monks squirted a blood, and his face showed a stunned look.
"Danyang Jing! This is the strength of Danyang!!"
A seven-story monk in the Lingtai area spurted two bloods in the aftermath of the aftermath of the aftermath. When the body continued to retreat, he said with amazement.
"It is possible to let the monks in the middle of Danyang be so heavy. Luo Yang is proud even if he is dead..." There was a light in the eyes of Jiang Zhan, and he said in his mouth.
The other few sons and daughters are silent, with a dignified look on their faces. Under such a terrible attack, even if they have the means of teaching Zongmen, they will die and die, and there is no possibility of a half-life.
In the other part of the valley, the elders who led the team were looking at the center of the smoke. Their eyes were filled with a stream of light, so that they could clearly clear through the violent aftermath. See the scene in the field.
In the shock of horror, there was a sound of dull and broken sound in Luo Yang’s body. A lot of blood overflowed from his body. The whole person looked like a blood person, and even his face had no half-blooded blood.
In front of Luo Yang, the sharp sword light trembled constantly, blocking the sly ghost in front of Luo Yang, above the Jianguang, the cracks spread, it is already a crumbling appearance.
"Dying dying!"
The elder of Baizong Zong sneered, although he was surprised that Luo Yang could survive in that impact, but he did not hesitate in his hand. When he raised his right hand, he was facing the ghost. One finger.
A sharp screaming sound suddenly came out of the mouth of the scorpion ghost. On the body of the scorpion ghost, a black smoke emerged again. The sharp bone claws violently forceed, and the knife light that had been broken was pinched. broken.
At this time, Lishan’s eyes moved in the distance, and after a heavy cold cry, the mouth made a low drink.
"stop!"
This voice seemed to contain infinite pressure, which made the whole world and the earth calm and quiet at this moment, and an invisible force suddenly rushed toward the elder of the hundred robbers, giving his face a horrified look.
"Li Daoyou, you are over!"
The blood-stained saint of the hundred robbers sipped a cold, long sleeves, and the invisible force slammed into the valley, and the smoke and dust scattered all over the place, revealing Luo Yang and the robbery. The figure of the elders.
"No death! He didn't die!!"
"How is it possible? He just blocked it when he hit it..."
"If you don't have the sound of Lishan just now, I am afraid this kid died early..."
A voice exclaimed from time to time from the mouth of many monks here, looking at Luo Yang's figure, in addition to the shock of tens of thousands of monks in this place, there is an admiration!
In this moment, even the disciples of the Tianjiao are silent, and when they look at Luoyang, they have a complex look.
"No matter what, solve this kid first!!"
The elders of the hundred robbers were exposed to the cold, and after hesitated for a while, they made up their minds. Under the teeth, they ignored the sound of Lishan’s, and the right hand pushed forward, and they wanted to Yang directly killed.
Hey!
A cracking sound rang from the sword light in front of Luo Yang. The blue sword light was under the claws of the scorpion, and the layers were broken and turned into a swarf of the sky, which would be dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Give me death!!"
The elders of the Hundred Robbers snorted, and the ghosts of the devil's bones were exposed to the cold light, and they were caught in the ground.
But when the ghost was just moving, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and after a low-pitched voice, in the broken sword light, the black iron sword flew out instantly, in the incredible look of the elder. Next, directly through the head of the miser!
"Impossible! This is impossible..."
The smirk on the face of the elders solidified instantly, and the eyes looked at the crack on the skull of the ghost, and shouted in the mouth.
And the black iron sword did not stop at all, like the arrow of the string, after the hole in the ghost, facing the elders whistling, the seemingly broken sword body, there is a flash of light.
A sense of fear emerged from the elder's heart, and the figure hurried back and forth, with a quaint bronze mirror in his hand. After seeing the wind, he turned into a shield and kept him behind.
But at the moment when the iron sword and the bronze mirror touched, the simple bronze mirror was broken directly, and the black iron sword directly passed his right hand under the panic of the elder.
An old right hand fell, and the bright red blood was like a spring, from the elder's right hand cut off, spewing out and sprinkling in the valley. The black iron sword has only shook a little since then, and the spiritual power is exhausted, and slowly flies back to Luo Yang's side.
"To break your hand today, when I step into Danyang, I will marry you!" Under the force of the impact, Luo Yang's mouth spurted another blood again. When he retreated, his voice was hoarse.
The screams of screaming screamed almost at the same time, and the time passed through the valley, causing countless monks to hear, and the scalp was numb, and the heart felt chilly.
"Ah... what power is this...this..."
The elder of the hundred robbers was already distorted at the moment. When the mouth was constantly smashing, the left hand took a large amount of medicinal herbs from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it wildly.
After repairing to reach Danyang, the spiritual power of the monk has been incomparably strong. The ordinary injury does not need to take medicine, and it can heal quickly under the nourishment of spiritual power.
But the elder's right hand wound, like a terrible force, can destroy the spiritual power of the monk, making it difficult for the elder to heal the wound even if it is done in Danyang.
Even more frightening is that even the healing of the remedy is not effective, just a few breaths, the terrible power has spread throughout the right arm, a lot of blood rushing out...