Being pulled by Long Yi, Xiao Yan looked at Long Yi in confusion, and then followed Long Yi's fingers pointing left and right, and his expression suddenly darkened.

On both sides of the road, heavy footsteps splashed yellow sand and flew, and fierce momentum roared towards the face.

"There are people on both sides, this time it is finally fair for me." Jing Wuchen sighed, stepped forward and bent his legs, kicked up countless cracks in the ground, and threw himself to the left.

Xiao Yan almost yelled at Jing Wuchen for being such a bastard and inhumane. Because there were only three people on the other side where Jing Wuchen rushed, but there were seven people on the side left for Xiao Yan and Long Yi, who were killing the generals in a menacing manner.

come over.

Seeing that Jing Wuchen had melted into the billowing dust and smoke, he raised his head and glanced at the faint blood covering the earth. After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Xiao Yan felt a raging fighting spirit in his chest.

Fighting energy was circulating in his body. Xiao Yan stepped forward with a vigorous step and struck forward with a single fist, making a harsh sound as it rubbed against the air, displaying an indomitable momentum.

With a loud "boom", Xiao Yan's heavy fist hit the shield held by the opponent who was charging at the front, and invisible air waves swept around.

As soon as he hit the target, Xiao Yan immediately activated his fighting energy, and the vibrations in his arms were transmitted to the contact surface between the fist and the shield. There was only a "crackling" sound of bones behind the shield, and the shield fell to the ground, revealing a horrified face.

Desperate face.

Xiao Yan ignored how frightened the other party was. The fighting energy in his body exploded, and he moved faster and more violently, and ran straight into the man's arms. Xiao Yan's body had been tempered by the three heavenly fires, and he had absorbed the spiritual seal after possessing the blood of the demon clan.

, and after being soaked in the marrow-repairing fluid, it was already as strong as fine steel. How could an ordinary four-star peak Dou Emperor withstand his collision? The man was immediately severely injured, his joints cracked and cracked, and his internal organs were turned upside down.

, I can’t even raise my fighting spirit.

Xiao Yan pressed his feet against the man's body, using it as a "human shield" to clear the way between himself and Long Yi.

With this "human shield", the swords wielded by the opponent's six people and their well-coordinated stances were ineffective. The six people even hesitated whether the falling swords would hit their teammates.

However, how could there be any room for hesitation on the battlefield? In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yan was already in front of an opponent holding a broad axe.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yan threw the nearly crippled "human shield" down the valley. Xiao Yan kicked the man holding the axe on the chin, causing him to turn on his back, and then hit his open door with a heavy punch.

The blast on his chest caused his body to shake, and he kept retreating toward the roadside.

Unfortunately, there was no road underfoot, and two bloody fireworks exploded in succession across the valley.

“The terrain here is so useful!”

Xiao Yan sighed, but without stopping at all, he just flipped in the air, his right leg seemed to turn into a heavy ruler in the air, and he swept towards a bearded man.

The bearded man immediately felt an overwhelming pressure on his head, his whole scalp was numb, and he instinctively waved his mace to face the shadow sweeping from the sky.

The thick barbs on the mace's body shone with a faint blue light in the moonlight, and were obviously coated with poison.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's leg was about to be ripped open by the sweeping attack, at this moment, a long spear made of fighting spirit was mounted on a mace out of thin air, allowing Xiao Yan's leg to hit the spear. The timing was exquisite and amazing.

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Xiao Yan smiled, and the force that penetrated one leg hit the mace through the gun body, penetrated the bearded body, and exploded on the loess.

Big Beard never figured it out until his death, how did that spear appear in such timely manner?

"Well done, Long Yi." Xiao Yan gave a thumbs up to Long Yi who gathered his fighting energy spear in time and then spread out the power grid to block the remaining four people.

Hearing Xiao Yan's praise, Long Yi smiled shyly and let out a low roar in his throat. The invisible power of the dragon spread out, overwhelming the hearts of the other four people, and even the fighting spirit they just raised almost collapsed.

Long Yi, with one arm like a spear, took the opportunity to hold up a spear flower and stabbed one of them in the abdomen.

In just a few seconds, four of the seven people were eliminated by Xiao Yan and Long Yi. Chills ran straight down the spines in the hearts of the remaining three people. The three of them looked at each other and looked at Xiao Yan and Long Yi.

Feeling deeply fearful, he turned around and retreated faster than when he came.

"You want to run away if you can't beat me? How can there be such a good thing?"

Long Yi's vindictive spear flicked, and the slowest runner, Gray Hood, was thrown into the battle circle. Then, two more vindictive spears condensed out of thin air and stabbed the other two who were escaping.

Huitou turned around and swung his sword to block the fatal shot from behind, but found that Long Yi was already in front of him. His despair turned into determination, and he completely gave up the idea of ​​​​escape. The sword could only attack but not defend, and wanted to fight Long Yi.

Fight for your life.

Seeing that Xiao Yan's figure had already caught up with the other two people who were stagnant because they were avoiding the spear, Long Yi smiled coldly, stretched out his posture, stepped forward, and danced the lightning-flashing spear so airtight that it was within the distance of the spear.

The superiority pressed against Hui Tou's sword, and every attack brought out a bunch of blood. In just a few breaths, Hui Tou was already scarred.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Hui Tou looked angrily at this guy who looked like a complete brat, but actually suppressed him tightly, and seemed to have made some decision while struggling with his brows.

Wiping the cracked blood at the corners of his eyes, Huitou took a deep breath and closed his eyes in front of Long Yi's spear, which was as tricky as a poisonous dragon.

No! Long Yi felt a shiver in his heart. This gray head is definitely not a coward who closes his eyes and waits for death. Then, there is only one explanation for him to do this. He must be preparing to use a special move to suppress the enemy, or even whether the enemy is dead or not.

The trick to one's own death!

The sense of crisis of life and death hit his heart, Long Yi swung his shoulders, stepped on his feet, and stepped back quickly.

Long Yi's premonition was correct. Just when Long Yi's figure suddenly moved, Huitou held the knife with both hands and struck Long Yi in the air.

It was a very simple action, and Hui Tou did it without even thinking that it was impossible for the sword to hit Long Yi when they were so far apart.

The knife fell silently, the gray-headed body suddenly shook and then stiffened, his eyes turned gray, and his life had been cut off.

No more? Is this a trick for the gray head to keep him at the bottom?

But Long Yi has never even raised such a question. How can a knife that can be activated with all his vitality be so simple? Long Yi's pupils suddenly shrank, the blood in his body boiled, and the energy of thunder and lightning surged in his meridians.

The excitement suddenly retreated at twice the speed before.

The foot was already on the edge of the cliff of the valley, and it seemed that there was no way to retreat. However, Long Yi's expression remained unchanged, his toes were quick, and he flew back into the void of the valley. Then his body turned, and in the eyes of many people who had not yet reacted on the way up and down the road, they looked in astonishment.

, the body miraculously flashed sideways and fell back to the road again.

At this time, on the edge of the cliff, an afterimage appeared like a gust of wind at the place where Long Yi had just landed, holding the knife in the same posture as the dead gray head.

The afterimage held up the sword with both hands and slashed into the void. The light of the sword struck out a sword light that was dozens of meters long, and the sharp sound of a diamond cutting through the glass erupted in the air. The brightness of the sword light even overshadowed it for an instant.

In addition to the red of the blood moon, the dazzling silver was the only color at that moment.

"I almost capsized in the sewer! It seems that those who dare to enter the killing cave are not good people." Long Yi stood aside and looked at the sharp sword light, patted his chest, and stuck out his tongue,

He seemed a little scared.

Although Huitou's stunt is indeed impressive, if Long Yi had held a thunder spear just now, instead of a vindictive spear that was unable to block powerfully, and had gone all out, Long Yi would not have been injured even if he was caught head-on.

And every cent.

"It seems that no matter whether you face ants or elephants in the future, you can't be so careless." Long Yi thought while looking at the battle situation on Xiao Yan's side.

The battle between Xiao Yan and the other two people was now coming to an end.

With the addition of body fighting skills, Xiao Yan's figure has turned into a shadow without using his bone wings, and he can fully display the close combat skills that he has not practiced for a long time.

After coming to the Dou Di Continent, he seldom fought with his hands. Now this feeling is so good. Xiao Yan felt waves of pleasure. Xiao Yan was better than leisurely walking in the two people's attacks as fast as the wind. His fists, five fingers, and hands

Elbows, knees, toes, and even the back of the head all fell on them through the gaps between the two attacks with extreme precision, making a dull sound like a drum.

The two people were extremely depressed and frightened at this time, because although there were no obvious scars on their bodies, their internal organs had been fatally shocked.

What makes them even more desperate is that this opponent's speed is so fast that the shadows they see are all in a series, so fast that the strings of shadows are discontinuous, so fast that every time they slash with a knife, they hit the target.

They are all phantoms. Are these still human beings? Facing such an opponent, they really have the urge to wipe their necks with a knife.

"It's time to end."

Following You Leng Binghan's words, Xiao Yan dodged to the head of one of them, closed his fists, and smashed his head.

The man was shocked, and forcefully retracted the half-swung golden sword. He squatted down, shrank his head, and hurriedly raised the golden sword above his head, hoping that he would be able to catch Xiao Yan's thunderous punch like before.

There was no imaginary clang sound of the fist and the golden sword colliding. In the eyes of the other person with great shock, Xiao Yan's fist had already hit the man's head before the golden sword was raised.

"Poof!" Blood spattered from the open wound on his head, and the man bent down like a weed that had lost its vitality.

Seeing this scene, the only remaining person had his liver and gallbladder broken. The hand holding the knife was shaking violently. The silver knife in his hand seemed to be extremely heavy and he could not lift it no matter what.

"Suicide or should I do it?" Xiao Yan flicked his arm and threw a sonic explosion in the air.

"Cut your sister!"

This last person was inspired by Xiao Yan's plain words with endless humiliation. He stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot, pulled up his body suddenly, and suddenly slashed Xiao Yan's head with the silver knife.

The body with internal injuries was forced to extract the last bit of fighting spirit, and every muscle was under tremendous pressure. The last person understood that this was his last blow, so he desperately threw all the remaining fighting spirit into the silver knife, and the blade made a slight sound.

It buzzed and trembled as if it was about to break.

He didn't want to be able to cut off Xiao Yan's head, but he just wanted to be able to injure Xiao Yan even slightly and get back a little bit of money for himself and seven other lives. This was his only thought at this time.

"It's just a powerful crossbow. There's no need to waste your energy." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and in a flash, he appeared hundreds of meters away, looking at the last person quietly.

The sword passed over everyone, and looking at the movement that could not be described with the word "weird", the last person's heart was filled with despair, and he knelt down on the loess road with a "plop", pointing with trembling fingers and standing quietly in the distance.

Xiao Yan looked at himself quietly, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of hot blood, shouting out the last cry of his life——

"You can still remain so calm under the influence of the blood moon, you are really not a human being!"

"Nonsense! If I hadn't been able to stay calm all the time, I would have died countless times! Even though the blood moon was in the sky and my mood was a little impetuous, I could still remain calm." Xiao Yan put his hands behind his back and grinned contemptuously.

, walked towards Long Yi.

"Let's go and see how Jing Wuchen is doing." Long Yi said while twisting his neck.

"Don't worry, with his speed, those three people really can't do anything to him." Xiao Yan smiled, and walked over with Long Yi, while conveniently collecting the rings of the five corpses.

Xiao Yan was right, Jing Wuchen was indeed very slippery. There was only one person left on the other side, and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"Then we don't need to worry about him." Long Yi stopped and continued to twist his neck while watching Jing Wuchen fight from a distance.
To be continued...