"Boohoo!"

The black sword box stood beside Yang Yunfan. Under the control of his spiritual consciousness, in the next second, countless golden sword blades roared like dragons, and one by one, they spun out from the sword box.

At a weird angle, like a poisonous snake, it quickly came out and swam around Yang Yunfan.

Yang Yunfan's sword skills are simple and heavy, and he often determines life or death with one strike. However, his sword skills are extremely light and agile, and the angles are weird. Especially when he uses the golden scale sword to perform sword skills, it is impossible to use common sense to deduce the sword skills.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

The Demon Killer warriors were also startled by the golden sword blades lingering around Yang Yunfan.

They had never seen this kind of weapon before, and it looked very similar to a flying knife. However, these golden sword blades were sometimes scattered and sometimes gathered together. When scattered, they were just individual blades, but when gathered together, they were like a golden sword.

The same as the Excalibur.

They have never seen such a strange divine sword.

Yang Yunfan didn't care about the thoughts of these demon-killing warriors. There were inexplicable restrictions in this void, and it was very difficult to move, as if they were in a quagmire.

He had been standing in the air, not wanting to let the people from the Demon Slayer Clan rush up and cause trouble for him.

At this moment, these demon-killing warriors didn't know whether to live or die, and they really rushed forward. With the weirdness and speed advantage of the golden scale sword, he was able to defeat ten of them one by one.

Otherwise, in an open place, with his body seriously injured and his spiritual energy almost exhausted, how could he have been able to deal with so many Jindan cultivators from the Demon Killing Clan?

"Well done!"

Seeing that these demon-slaying warriors only hesitated, they rushed towards him regardless, with extraordinary bravery and no regard for their own lives.

Yang Yunfan smiled coldly, and the golden scale sword made a sharp and violent whistle in an instant.

The curved sword blade began to spin strangely in an instant, like disorderly fallen leaves, spinning downwards and suddenly landing on the heads of the demon-killing monks.

"Boohoo!"

However, when the sword blade approached the demon-slaying monks, it suddenly flashed with an extremely cold golden light and stabbed towards the necks of the demon-slaying monks.

This time it was extremely fast, just like an eagle hunting. After a long dive, in a flash of lightning, it spread its wings and completed a killing blow with lightning speed.

"So fast!"

"Get out of the way!"

"There is a restriction in this space, and my body is stagnant! It's over!"

The monks of the Demon Killer Clan are also experienced in fighting. When they see something is wrong, they immediately run away.

However, when they discovered it, it was already a little late, because the space here had inexplicable spatial restrictions, which made their movement speed almost only one-third of the normal situation. They wanted to avoid it, but their body reactions were not at all.

Unable to keep up, they could only watch in horror as the golden blade covered them.

"Puff puff puff!"

Golden light flashed, and heads flew up instantly.

Along with the hot blood spurting out, an inexplicable and magnificent blood-colored light flashed in the air, swift and vicious.

And the moment after the blood was sprayed, the golden sword blade turned back again and returned to Yang Yunfan's sword box, silently waiting for the next attack, like poisonous snakes, waiting for the opportunity to move, which is inexplicable.

A sense of intimidation.

"Dead...all dead..."

More than a dozen Demon Killers warriors were strangled by Yang Yunfan's golden scale sword, and their heads were cut off without even being able to hold on for a few breaths.

There are only seven or eight guards at the peak of the Golden Core Realm left by Young Master Rong.

At this moment, they all felt the fear in their hearts.

They didn't expect that Yang Yunfan actually had a back-up plan.

They thought that Yang Yunfan's body was injured and his spiritual energy was severely depleted, and he would no longer be able to wield the powerful sword energy just now... But they did not expect that he was actually good at using this weird sword blade.

"Master Rong, let me go."

More than 20 soldiers were lost. Uncle Leng, as the strongest member of the team, could no longer stand it anymore.

The guards around Young Master Rong were all top-notch warriors in the Demon Slaughter Clan. They were lost here for no reason. Even if Young Master Rong gained the inheritance afterwards, he still felt shameless and could not live up to the trust of the Blood Dome God Lord.

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"No need. Uncle Leng, he is dead..."

Young Master Rong stopped Uncle Leng, looked at Yang Yunfan in the sky with cold eyes, and said with a sneer: "This is the altar where this ethnic group worshiped the stone monument thousands of years ago. Once blood is seen, even if

The restriction has been destroyed, so it doesn't matter anymore. With the ferocity of the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragons, they should rush out soon."

"Although the Eight Wilderness Fire Dragon is a fire spirit bred in this stone tablet, it does not belong to the innate life form. However, over the course of thousands of years, it has already developed its own spiritual intelligence. This kind of spirit body that gathers killing flames is the most addicted to it.

Blood... When the Bahuang Fire Dragon sees the blood, it will be difficult for this guy not to die!"

"Master Rong, you...you sent those soldiers up there to die on purpose?"

Hearing Master Rong's words, Uncle Leng's expression suddenly changed.

He now realized that when Master Rong asked those soldiers to kill Yang Yunfan just now, he actually meant that he would treat those soldiers as abandoned sons.

If they can kill Yang Yunfan, if they see blood in the void of the stone tablet, the Eight Wild Fire Dragons will rush out and swallow them up. They will definitely not be able to come back alive. If they are unfortunately killed by Yang Yunfan, their blood will fall into the Youquan Stream.

Under the endless abyss, it can also attract the eight wild fire dragons to rush out and devour Yang Yunfan.

No matter what kind of situation, those Demon Killer Clan warriors will not be able to return alive.

cruel!

For the first time, Uncle Leng realized that the young Master Rong in front of him was completely different from the young man who worked hard to learn martial arts in his impression.

As the most talented God Lord of the younger generation of the Demon Killing Clan and the son of the Blood Dome God Lord, Master Rong’s talent, scheming, and methods are indeed far beyond those of his peers. It’s a pity that at such a young age, his heart is so vicious, but he is not

Know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Yang Yunfan is the enemy. Killing the enemy completely and plotting against him are not a problem.

However, those guards were loyal and loyal. They protected Master Rong along the way and fought bravely. However, they died under Master Rong's plan in the end. If they knew about it, their heroic souls would not be able to rest in peace.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Uncle Leng's heart.

"One general's achievements will lead to tens of thousands of bones. As long as I can get the inheritance on this stone tablet, their sacrifice will be worth it. Their family will also be proud of them." Young Master Rong did not have any regrets about his poisonous plan just now.

Instead, he looked very proud, thinking that he was really smart for being able to come up with such a plan.

"Um?"

Suddenly, everyone felt an extremely powerful aura, which appeared out of thin air and was unmatched.

"hold head high!"
Chapter completed!