Young Master Yun

A bloody smell permeated the clean and white space, making people want to vomit uncontrollably. Yun Hao's shoulder, which was cut open, gradually healed and finally formed a scab.

He walked slowly in front of Liu Qingyun, and the two of them stared at each other, Yunhao was 1.7 meters tall, while Liu Qingyun was 1.8 meters tall, which made Liu Qingyun slightly lower his head, with a sense of sarcasm Looking at Yunhao.

Although he knew that the other party's body seemed to have undergone some changes, Liu Qingyun was too confident in his own strength. In the Snow Mountain School, even some middle and low-level elders in the school were not his opponents, let alone him. Will be afraid of this young man who seems to be younger than him.

The strange aura continued to spread between the two of them, making Liu Qingyun's heart beat faster and faster. Finally, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but make a move.

Liu Qingyun put his palms together on his chest, and the dazzling red fighting spirit instantly enveloped his palms. The red temperature seemed to be extremely high, and even the air around his palms was burned and distorted.

There was only a distance of more than ten centimeters between the two of them, but Yun Hao stood there with a smile on his lips and did not move, as if the person in front of him was his old friend.

"Hey!" Liu Qingyun yelled, and slapped Yun Hao's chest hard with his all-out blow.

However, Yun Hao did not dodge.

Chi!

As if a hot iron touched the skin of a human body, after a burst of hissing, there was a smell of burnt meat in the air.

At this moment, Liu Qingyun finally felt a trace of fear in his heart. This fear came from the young man in front of him. His flame palm practiced to the current level, even a middle-level great swordsman would not dare to take it hard, but the strange young man in front of him People don't seem to have many concerns about this move, or even the slightest fear.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Yunhao's mouth: "You slapped me, and I will give you back." He raised his palm as he spoke.

Liu Qingyun's complexion changed slightly, and he wanted to withdraw his palm, but the next moment, his complexion suddenly turned into a liver color, because he found that the palm he had imprinted on the other party seemed to be drawn by some strange gravitational force. It was like being sucked in, making it impossible for him to dodge at all. What made him even more horrified was that the originally abundant battle energy in his body seemed to surge towards the opponent's body uncontrollably at this moment.

Yun Hao's raised palm didn't have the slightest light on it, but some light red began to appear slowly, and gradually, the light red turned into a deep red, while Liu Qingyun's cheeks twitched continuously, as if The essence of his body was sucked by something.

Phew~~ There was another gust of cold wind whizzing by, the temperature between the sky and the earth seemed to drop a few degrees because of this, but Liu Qingyun couldn't feel the slightest temperature, his heart was dying like a lamp going out now, he could already feel it When it came out, the other party seemed to use some method to turn the battle qi he had acquired through years of hard work into his own use.

Decades of hard work have finally turned into someone else's wedding dress, even if Yun Hao let him go now, I'm afraid he has no intention of living anymore.

"Stop!" A soft shout appeared suddenly, causing Yunhao's crimson eyes to move over. When he saw that familiar figure, the crimson in Yunhao's eyes seemed to fade slightly.

At this moment, on Yunhao's raised right hand, the battle energy of the fire element continued to compress and became extremely bright. He just paused for a moment, and imprinted his hand hard on the opponent's body.

"Boom!" Liu Qingyun, who was majestic and majestic just now, flew backwards in the fierce cold wind like a kite with a broken string.

Tang Yingying, who was dressed in white, and the people behind her all exclaimed when they saw this scene, and some even shouted: "Senior Brother Liu!"

These people from the Snow Mountain Sect were all dressed in white, and surrounded Liu Qingyun in a huff. When they saw Liu Qingyun's appearance, they all gasped.

Liu Qingyun, who was originally handsome, now had sunken cheeks and eye sockets, her white skin began to turn black, and her lips turned black and blue.

"Senior brother Liu!" Several junior brothers who had a good relationship with Liu Qingyun suddenly shouted in pain.

Three of the disciples with stern faces walked directly towards Yun Hao's direction.

"Our Snow Mountain faction has encountered a catastrophe, but it is not something that others can bully at will." One of the young people with thick eyebrows and big eyes said coldly.

The three of them surrounded Yunhao in a double-team formation.

However, Yun Hao still stood with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't have the slightest worry about the crisis in front of him.

"Master Yun, what's going on?" Tang Yingying slowly stood up from Liu Qingyun's side, her hands were trembling, and her eyes were full of sorrow.

"Killing pays for life, he kills my friend, I kill him, it's that simple." Yun Hao said lightly.

If Chen Feng saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked. Although the Demon Lord has lost his mind, he still has the ability to speak and think. It's just that this kind of thinking is completely different from before falling into the Demon Way.

It seems that Yunhao is the only one who has fallen into the evil way but is still affected by previous thoughts.

Looking at Yunhao's red eyes, Tang Yingying's heart suddenly tightened. She pursed her lips, and seemed to feel that Yunhao was different from what she knew.

"Bastard, you dare to slander me, Senior Brother Liu! Everyone in the Snow Mountain Sect knows that Senior Brother Liu has always been compassionate. When he was on the mountain, he didn't even want to hurt a rabbit. How could he kill someone!" Another figure The thin, young disciple said.

"Let's go up together and kill this bastard!" The thick-eyed disciple glanced at Senior Brother Liu who fell unconscious on the ground, and seemed to know that none of himself would be the opponent of this person in front of him, so he directed at the back The man roared.

Around Liu Qingyun, there were more than 20 people, and they all stood up when they heard the words.

"Stop!" Tang Yingying suddenly stopped her.

The thick-eyed disciple heard Tang Yingying's stop, and immediately said anxiously: "Senior sister, even if you have an old relationship with this person, this is not the time to cover up. Our Xueshan sect has been bullied. I can’t accept it in a swallowed manner!”

Tang Yingying felt powerless for a while, this disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes was called Zuo Dao, he was the second disciple among the disciples of the Snow Mountain School, and his status was only under Liu Qingyun on weekdays, all the brothers in the sect except Liu Qingyun In addition to what he said, he listened to this heresy the most.

The disciples beside Liu Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then they all gathered around Yunhao.

Tang Yingying's face became a little pale, and her cheeks seemed to be thinner than before. Standing alone in the snow, her slender body seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.

Yun Hao looked at this scene, the crimson color began to fade slowly, and his heart also twitched, as if in pain like a needle prick.

At this moment, in his eyes, it seemed that only the thin woman was left, a lonely and elegant woman like a snow lotus.

With such concentration, he didn't even feel that those Snow Mountain Sect disciples around him were roaring and rushing towards Yunhao at this moment.

The redness in Yunhao's eyes faded, the tense muscles on his body began to relax, and his legs began to tremble suddenly. Maybe in a few seconds, he would collapse on the ground.

However, all this did not have time to happen.

Dozens of sharp swords plunged into Yunhao's body.

Blood began to flow down the edge of the sword, dripping on the snow.

In one day, Yun Hao lost too much blood, and his face became extremely pale. Even though Liu Qingyun's battle energy had been replenished in his body, he still had a tendency to faint.

pain!All kinds of pain on his body distorted De Yunhao's delicate face.

The fading red once again filled his eyes, this bewitching red was even worse than before, the bright red seemed to be able to bleed.

"Ah!" It roared out of Yunhao's mouth like the desperate roar of a wild beast.

The dozen or so swords that had been inserted into his body were spurred backwards by the vindictiveness in his body.

Some of the disciples who held their swords tightly were sent flying with their swords, while more of them were able to let go of their swords.

"You guys will regret it!" The cold voice seemed to come from Asura Hell.