Chapter 150 The Real Duan Yue Slash (2)

"The two are two elders in the 'Gallery Arena'. I think the two should know the rules of the City of Chaos first, and I hope that you will not know the law and break the law. This will make it difficult for me to do it!"

Just as the battle between the "Ling Lao Gui" and the owner of the dark golden pupil fire was about to break out, a faint sound suddenly sounded, and then, a dead soul that was not covered by a layer of black robe suddenly appeared between the two dead souls, completely disappearing the momentum between the two dead souls.

"Haha... Your Excellency, I naturally know the rules of the city of Chaos, and I will not know that the law breaks the law. But it seems that it is useless to know that it is clear to me."

The "Ling Lao Gui" saw the black-robed law enforcer who suddenly appeared between himself and the master of the dark golden pupil fire. A glitter flashed through his dark golden eyes like glass, and he embarrassedly took back his aura and said.

"Hmph!" The owner of the dark golden-eyed fire naturally understood the words of the "Ling Lao Gui" when he heard this, so although he was unwilling to accept it, he still snorted coldly and withdrew his momentum. However, at this time, he was anxious because he was dragged by the "Ling Lao Gui". At this time, he no longer understood what Yan Xiu was like below.

"Thank you both for your cooperation!"

After the black-robed law enforcement officer withdrew his momentum and said lightly after the owner of the dark golden pupil fire withdrew his momentum, his body blurred and disappeared from the spot. Obviously, the law enforcement officer did not want to intervene in the battle between the two undead.

"Old guy, you can't beat me now, right?" The 'Old Ghost Ling' watched the black-robed law enforcement officer disappear, and he didn't care. His dark golden eyes flashed like glass and jokingly said lightly.

"'Old Ling Gui' Do you believe that if that little guy outside makes any mistakes, I will definitely kill every member of your clan who has an intermediate undead vein or above?" The owner of the dark golden pupil fire heard this, and the dark golden pupil fire flashed, revealing a hint of violence, and said coldly.

"Faith!" When the 'Old Ghost Ling' heard this, his dark golden eyes flashed like glass, and he looked at the dark golden pupil fire that showed a trace of violence, and said.

"Then you dare to stop me!" The owner of the dark golden pupil fire flashed and said coldly.

"Haha...Who said I wanted to stop you? I came today just to visit friends. Who knew that you, the old guy, was so unwelcome, and left!" The dark golden eyes of the "Ling Lao Gui" flashed, and a spiritual sense appeared, swept down. When he saw Yan Xiu's situation at this time, he was shocked, but he felt that his purpose seemed to have been completed, and he did not want to fight to the death with the owner of the dark golden pupil fire, which had already shown some signs of madness. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

"Ling Lao Gui, I will return what you committed today twice the time!" The owner of the dark golden pupil fire looked at the place where the old ghost was just now. There was a cold light on the dark golden pupil fire. After saying a faint sound, he released a spiritual sense and looked at Yan Xiu's place again. This made him scare him into a cold sweat.

"The mountains are high, they can support the sky, support the earth, and block rivers, but they cannot stop my way."

Yan Xiu was still retreating step by step. The momentum on his body was increasing step by step as the original sword force deep in Yan Xiu's soul fire continued to heal. On his purple-green skeleton, the already extinguished blue flames and purple lightning once covered Yan Xiu's entire body bones, but the light was even better.

"Block my way..."

Suddenly, Yan Xiu's retreating skeleton suddenly stopped with a "click" sound. The purple-green parting bone knife was lifted by Yan Xiu's head at this moment. The light on Yan Xiu's purple-green skeleton shone. The green flames and purple lightning covered his body gathered on Yan Xiu's purple-green parting bone knife like a tide, and raised a purple-green sword light that was about one meter long. In this sword light, not only was there an extremely sharp aura, but it also had a domineering and arrogant sword force!

"What is this guy doing? Did he want to kill the 'gladiator'?"

"This humble skeleton is crazy and dares to take a knife before the 'gladiator'."

"This guy is dead. If you dare to act wildly in front of the 'Gallery Arena', he will definitely be killed by the deacons in the 'Gallery Arena'."

The purple-green sword light just rose from Yan Xiu's purple-green parting bone knife and was watching the dead, and the undead who had been watching the other side exploded in an instant. The underground people had little knowledge and made sarcastic statements. Those who were stronger and stronger could see clearly Yan Xiu's strength. They frowned, and a trace of thought appeared in their eyes. But they were just thinking about the reason why Yan Xiu did this. No undead thought that Yan Xiu could make any noise outside the "Gallery Arena", because after another 20,000 years of precipitation, the undercurrent in the water was not something that a deceased in the golden-level undead could find.

However, all this has no effect on Yan Xiu, who only wants to release his life, the most amazing thing. Although these words of the dead were heard in Yan Xiu's ears, Yan Xiu was only focused on gathering the most powerful force he could use, protecting the body, "Thousand Flame Bones Forging", "Explosion Power" to increase the power, and "Explosion Flame Slash" to heat up... Yan Xiu added everything he could to himself on this last sword in his life. If this sword was cut out, it would be earth-shaking, but Yan Xiu would definitely not be able to bear the backlash brought by this sword. His life might be completely taken back by God, but he didn't care about all this, because now he was already filled with the confused loneliness and could not find a reason to live. Perhaps after this sword was cut, he would lose the desire to live again, but the premise was that he could survive.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"No, the lord is in danger!"

Just when Yan Xiu gave up all his concerns and tried to use his most proud sword technique in his life at all costs, no. 9 and Cheng Yaojin, thousands of miles away, and a group of Yan Xiu's most valued subordinates couldn't help but feel a trace of inexplicable desolation and throbbing in his heart.

"Everyone, please pour your fighting spirit power into the 'soul mark'!"

Having felt that Yan Xiu was in danger, his subordinates became in chaos in an instant, and an inexplicable sadness filled the entire tribe. At this time, Bai Gu, who was entrusted with important tasks by Yan Xiu, also showed his extraordinaryness at this time. Although he was anxious, he did not act like No. 9 and others, and ordered decisively.

Yan Xiu's subordinates were definitely not vulgar people. The reason why they were confused when they felt that Yan Xiu was in danger was because their dependence on Yan Xiu was too deep, so in their world, Yan Xiu was their heaven and their beliefs, and he was an invincible existence, so they could not accept Yan Xiu's situation when he was on the verge of death. But even so, when they heard Bai Gu's shouting, they still woke up quickly on the 9th, and poured all their fighting spirit power into the "soul mark".

As they poured all their fighting spirit power into the "soul mark", Yan Xiu, who was thousands of miles away in the city of chaos, could not help but tremble slightly. Feeling the energy from the ring in the middle space, a warm feeling rose in Yan Xiu's heart, but he didn't expect that before he knew it, he had already had a fuck and his loyal subordinates, whose confused and cold heart trembled slightly, but that's all. After trembling, Yan Xiu's purple-green pupil fire returned to the cold again, because at this time he had already embarked on a path of no return. He didn't want to retreat before, but at this time he didn't want to retreat or he couldn't.

Feeling the energy that inexplicably poured into his body, Yan Xiu opened his purple-clear bone teeth, held his hands on the purple-green parting bone knife, and his fighting spirit surged wildly. The original sword in the soul fire continued to roll, and finally formed a momentum that was as sharp as a dragon, and it was tightly surrounded by Yan Xiu's body. The terrifying momentum brought back ten meters of the undead who were quietly watching.

"What a powerful momentum!" The one who spoke in the dead was unknown.

"With such a strong strength, why can't this guy think about it and have to get over the 'game court'?" The voice of the undead had just fallen and rose again. Although he said so, there was no trace of regret in his tone.

"Yes, if this guy doesn't do this, then he is likely to be the one who is most likely to win the rank of the lord-level combat skills in the 'Snatching the Lord's Conference'. It's a pity that he actually went crazy and attacked the 'Gallery Arena'. In this way, this guy will be the most destined to die!"

"Hmph, a stupid and humble existence, even if it is powerful and can be so stupid, isn't it still stupid?"

Among the undead who was frightened by Yan Xiu, there were ridicule everywhere. Although these undead were shocked by Yan Xiu's strength, none of them took Yan Xiu seriously, because in their eyes, Yan Xiu was a dead person, no, a skeleton that was about to die!

"I will kill him!"
Chapter completed!