Jianghu I am the only one

Chapter 115 Devil!

The shrill scream came from PY Lan.

Therefore, all the disciples of the Wushan sect present could not help but look at the sound, and then all of them widened their eyes with horror on their faces.

I saw PY Lan was rolling on the ground, her original picturesque face was distorted like dough, the most important thing was that her shoulders were bloody and fleshy, and her arms were torn off shoulder-to-shoulder!
And not far away, Ouyang Ye, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, was holding a severed arm in one hand, lowered his head slightly, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and his chest heaved violently.

Obviously, PY Lan's arm was torn off by Ouyang Ye!

Seeing this scene, no matter how high prestige Ren Pylan had in the minds of these disciples before, it is useless now, because everyone's hearts are filled with fear.

From their point of view, the person standing there holding the severed arm is no longer a human being, but a demon, an extremely frightening demon!

run!
This was the first thought of the disciples of the Wushan School around them, and they had no other thoughts.

Even, the original two third-level Wushan sect disciples had already made Yan Beixun's wounds add to his wounds. Seeing that Yan Beixun could be killed with two or three more moves, they also turned around and fled without hesitation.

It seemed that if he stayed here for a while longer, his arm might be torn off by Ouyang Ye like PY Lan.

As for PY Lan, although he did not die, his mind was filled with pain, and he couldn't think at all for a while, let alone organize those Wushan sect disciples to besiege Ouyang Ye.

After the surrounding Wushan sect disciples had run away, only PY Lan was left rolling and howling on the ground, but Ouyang Ye still stood upright.

Seeing this, Yan Beixun couldn't help but staggered a few steps closer, and called out, "Guard master?"

In fact, Yan Beixun was also seriously injured at this time - in addition to the internal injuries he suffered from Qu Tiange before, during the brief siege of dozens of Wushan sect disciples just now, he had a few more wounds, some minor or more severe. The trauma, now it's just holding on with a tight breath.

He knew that the matter was not over yet, if both of them fell down, as long as one Wushan Sect disciple returned, they would die here.

Hearing Yan Beixun's shout, Ouyang Ye finally moved, but another mouthful of blood spewed out, and the severed arm he was holding tightly fell to the ground, and then Ouyang Ye seemed unable to hold on, with a plop , Kneeling on the ground on one knee.

It turned out that the moment he was hit by PY Lan Zhemei's hand, he reversed and tore off PY Lan's arms the next moment. It seemed fierce, but the mobilization of true energy and whole body strength made the internal injury a little more serious.

Just now, in order to frighten those Wushan sect disciples, he resisted the second mouthful of blood, but when he heard Yan Beixun's questioning, he could no longer hold back his throat.

However, the second spurt of blood made him feel better.

Feeling the burning pain in the internal organs, and even the pain in breathing, Ouyang Ye wanted to drink a few sips of Wubaohua honey wine to relieve it.

Unexpectedly, before he could move, he heard a rush of footsteps, and then a figure appeared from the shadow of the nearby woods.

This man's hands were wrapped like zongzi, but he was handsome. He was Pan Renjun, whose finger bones were broken by Ouyang Ye during the day.

He glanced at the situation in his eyes flickeringly, especially staying on Ouyang Ye who was kneeling on the ground for nearly a breath, then turned his gaze back to PY Lan, and said loudly: "Master, don't be afraid, apprentice!" Kill these two villains now!"

At this time, PY Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He heard the voice of an old woman, gritted his teeth and said: "Kill! Kill them immediately! No, tear off that kid's arm! Crush it and feed it to the dog!! "

"Master, don't worry, this disciple will do it right away." As he said so, Pan Renjun approached Ouyang Ye very slowly and carefully.

After walking more than a dozen steps, he even stopped and lifted up a few fallen weapons and shot them at Ouyang Ye.

These weapons hit Ouyang Ye very accurately, but they only scratched Ouyang Ye's clothes, they couldn't break through Ouyang Ye's passive defense of iron cloth shirt and golden bell cover.

After all, even though Pan Renjun is in the fourth realm, he can't exert much strength at all by launching "hidden weapons" with his feet.

"What are you talking about! Go over and kick him to death immediately!" PY Lan, who was watching from the side, was visibly anxious, howling and urging like a ghost.

If her arm hadn't been torn off, suffered severe injuries, and was still bleeding, it was difficult for her to stand up, so she would have done it by herself.

Seeing that Ouyang Ye's weapon was shaking every time he was hit, and he was obviously out of support, and PY Lan beside him was urging him anxiously, Pan Renjun finally stopped probing and walked towards Ouyang Ye quickly.

However, when Pan Renjun was six or seven steps away from Ouyang Ye, a figure rushed over and stabbed Pan Renjun in the forehead with a sword.

It was Yan Beixun.

He knew that if Ouyang Ye died, he would not be able to live, and the incident of breaking into the Wushan School tonight was caused by him, so he couldn't sit back and watch Ouyang Ye be killed, so he used his last strength to stab the sword.

However, he was only in the third realm after all, with serious internal and external injuries. Although this move was not out of shape, its speed and strength were insufficient. When Pan Renjun reacted, he turned sideways to avoid it.

"court death!"

After dodging the sword, Pan Renjun lifted his leg and kicked Yan Beixun in the chest, kicking Yan Beixun until he vomited blood and flew out.

After landing, Yan Beixun didn't move, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Pan Renjun no longer looked at Yan Beixun, the "little character", and came three steps away from Ouyang Ye, and kept Ouyang Ye still motionless. Pan Renjun finally confirmed that Ouyang Ye was really dying, so he couldn't help laughing , the voice laughed a bit sharply.

In the past, Pan Renjun felt that the saying "it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge" was very inspirational, but now he felt that the sooner the revenge, the better.

After laughing, Pan Renjun was about to sarcastically and satirize Ouyang Ye, but he heard PY Lan's extremely unpleasant voice beside him urging: "Idiot! What are you laughing at! Kick him to death! Kick him to death immediately!!"

Pan Renjun couldn't help but twist his face when he heard this, and wanted to yell at PY Lan, "Shut up, old witch!", but he held back in the end.

PY Lan is his master, and he still hasn't taught him some important martial arts of the Wushan School, so how could he be rude to her?

This time the matter is over, he will succeed as the head of the Wushan School, and then make offerings to PY Lan like a grandmother until she reveals all the martial arts inheritance of the Wushan School.

With this thought in his mind, Pan Renjun took another step and kicked Ouyang Ye in the face.

He knew that Ouyang Ye had a strong body of hard Qigong, horizontal exercises, and even suffered a disadvantage, but this was not the main reason why he kicked Ouyang Ye in the face.

The main reason is that he thinks this is the best way to relieve hatred and enjoyment.

However, when he kicked it out, Ouyang Ye, who was kneeling in front of him, suddenly moved like a rabbit!

In a blink of an eye, Ouyang Ye not only avoided the kick to the face, but also jumped out with a leg, sweeping towards Pan Renjun's standing leg!

Click!

There was a crisp fracture sound, and Pan Renjun fell to the ground all at once.

"Ah, my leg~" He had never experienced a brutal fight, and he couldn't bear the pain of breaking his leg at all, so he just howled after falling to the ground.

However, his howling soon died away.

Because Ouyang Ye pressed onto him almost without pausing, and inserted a short knife into his left eye, straight into his skull!
"Want to run?"

Ouyang Ye suddenly turned his head again, looked to one side, snorted coldly, waved his hand and threw the dagger in his hand!

It turned out that just as Pan Renjun raised his leg and kicked Ouyang Ye but was killed back, PY Lan struggled with all his strength, and staggered towards the nearby woods.

However, she was hurt too badly.

If she had been young three or forty years ago, she might not only have stood up, but also killed Ouyang Ye.

But now she has exhausted all her strength to stand up, and the rapid loss of blood and vitality makes her unable to maintain any more strength. Let alone killing people with her legs, she can't run fast.

But at this moment, even if she heard the sound of breaking through the air behind, she couldn't avoid it.

Because Ouyang Ye didn't want to kill PY Lan immediately, so the force of throwing this dagger was not strong, it just inserted half an inch into PY Lan's lute bone.

However, even so, PY Lan was still brought down to the ground by the power of the dagger, unable to struggle anymore...

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