Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 740 The Wheel of Fortune
Ow!

"Give me back my unicorn!!" The tauren in the distance roared in grief and indignation, and rushed towards the young man. The sky-drilling horn is its most powerful weapon, which can be regarded as half of his clone, but he directly destroyed it .

"You..." The old man's face was gloomy, and he was furious: "You don't want to drink a toast, but if I give you face, this is a human palace, and life and death depend on ability, let me die!!"

"Kill him!!" Huo Kexun, who was waiting not far away, yelled angrily. He wanted to use the horns to feed his own Jin Xuan, who could give birth to a mature beast soul, but he didn't expect this person to be so shameless.It was as if he had slapped himself loudly in front of everyone.

The young man was still expressionless, but his eyes had moved away from Tang Yan, first falling on the old man in front of him, and then on Huo Kexun.

"Die!!" The old man of the Bach family yelled, a terrifying wave of golden light erupted suddenly from the Jinxuan on his forehead, and an extremely ferocious falcon struggled out and rushed towards the young man at an alarming speed.

The momentum was astounding, the coercion was terrifying, and even the tauren who had already rushed stopped in a panic and looked at each other in horror.

boom! !

The tragic violent roar exploded in the sky, and the powerful shock wave mixed with golden light swept across the sky.

But... After the rays of light dispersed, the young man was still standing there, except that his dark purple clothes were slightly torn, he was still unscathed, and looked at the old man without any emotion.

"This...how is it possible?" The old man was so surprised that even Huo Kexun who was not far away was stunned.

The purple-haired boy suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared directly in front of the old man!
The speed is so fast that it seems to cross the void in an instant.

But Tang Yan could see clearly that this is definitely not a space martial art!

It's... speed, pure and crunchy speed, frightening speed!

The extreme speed endows him with the terrifying ability to almost leap across space!
The moment the purple-haired boy appeared, his right palm protruded out, like a slow attack, an instant critical strike, solidly printed on the golden swirl on the old man's chest.

Tang Yan has already experienced the horror of the Golden Xuan Jue of Hundred Beasts, which can absorb any kind of spiritual attack. Even the old man did not dodge at all. A cold smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, but... Kacha, poof, the old man seemed to be struck by lightning, A mouthful of blood spewed out, and flew upside down into the sky, with a loud bang, directly destroying a palace.

Um? ? ?Tang Yan frowned, how could this happen?
However, the boy did not kill Tang Yan again, but disappeared in place again.

Huo Kexun had to evacuate as soon as the clan elder was defeated. His injuries were not healed, and he could not face an overly powerful enemy. When he realized that he had kicked a hard rock, he decisively dodged.But the moment he turned his body around, poof, a strange sound appeared in his chest, as if something had been torn apart, and a face as pale as a paper man suddenly appeared in his line of sight, showing no emotion at all. looking at him.

The four eyes intertwined, and the weird purple pupils made him tremble involuntarily.

But... the real pain is coming soon!

Huo Kexun lowered his head tremblingly, looked at his chest in disbelief, froze for a while, then slowly raised his head, his condensed pupils began to slack, full of astonishment in disbelief: "You..."

"No!!" The old man struggling to climb out in the distance let out a mournful wail, his voice was shrill, mixed with panic.It attracted strange attention from everywhere, but when people's eyes gathered here, the scene suddenly fell into a state of icy silence.

Hawkesun maintained a twisting and leaping posture, his chest was pierced by an arm, protruding from his chest and protruding from his back. At the end of that arm, a bloody hand was holding a bloody thing. Bang bang beating - heart!
Blood oozed from the corner of Hawkesun's mouth, and he opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something.

"You dare to kill the descendant of my Bach family? Can you bear the anger of the Bach family? Let him go!!" The old Bach family rushed forward like a madman.

But before he ran halfway, the purple-haired boy suddenly made a move that shocked the audience.

Pfft, blood spattered, and the heart was crushed.

The whole audience was silent, and a needle could be heard, even Gu Lingfeng stopped his offensive, frowning and watching the purple-haired boy closely.

Killing decisively, so ruthless!

boom!Hawkesun knelt down with a bang, there was a bloody black hole in his chest, gushing spring-like blood, his pupils dilated, his mouth opened wide, a strange gray breath leaked out from his seven orifices, his whole body... was completely lifeless... even No soul has escaped!

The ruthless means, vicious heart, and weird offensive made many people gasp and take two steps back involuntarily.

He actually killed Huo Kexun, in front of everyone, without any scruples and killed the heir of the Bach family!

From the beginning to the end, there is no emotional expression, just like a dead body, or a killing machine.

Don't you know that there are elders of the Bach family outside, don't you know the prestige of the Bach family in the ancient country of Xingluo?Haven't you thought about the consequences?

That's right, he probably didn't really think about it!Or, he has no scruples at all!

The purple-haired boy ignored the atmosphere of the scene, his purple eyes turned to Tang Yan, expressionless: "Pass the emperor to me."

Tang Yan frowned, hesitating a little, spread out the Buddhist seal, drew out the ancient saber, and clenched it slowly and forcefully: "Other things are negotiable, but Xiahou tea is absolutely not."

"Death." The purple-haired boy uttered the word cleanly, and the killing was based on a single thought. His footsteps twisted, the ground suddenly shattered, and he disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of Tang Yan in an instant, his pale palm directly Printed on Tang Yan's forehead.

Tang Yan moved like lightning, and the moment the purple-haired boy disappeared in place, he suddenly turned his head back, his palm almost brushing the tip of his nose.

Move each other to the extreme!

The purple-haired boy's purple eyes narrowed slightly, Biaoshe's figure suddenly turned, twisted and writhed like a twist in the air, and stomped towards the original position.

Tang Yan's half-curled expression was released in an instant, a muffled roar rolled in his throat, and the ancient sword slashed wildly, superimposing six times the power of the critical strike at the ultimate speed.

However... the purple-haired boy moved too fast. Before Tang Yan thought that the smooth superposition was completed, he had already stomped on the edge of the blade. Knife body, gathering knife handle.

The sound of bang was crisp, sonorous and piercing, like piercing gold and cracking stone.

Tang Yan's tiger's mouth was shattered, and the ancient sword was almost thrown out of his hand. Fortunately, he was super adaptable, and took advantage of the situation to retreat on his back, removing a lot of power.

The eight-phase thunder seal unfolded, crossing the space at an extreme speed, reaching the high wall hundreds of meters away.

Tang Yan and the purple-haired boy separated each other in the air, and a look of surprise appeared in the bottom of their eyes. The astonishing speed and terrifying power were somewhat similar to Xu Yan, but the strange thing was that Tang Yan could not detect any spiritual power fluctuations from the opponent's body.

The purple-haired boy attacked again, if thunder and lightning tore through the sky, drawing purple traces, he went straight to Tang Yan.

"Ancient battle, Bengtian!" Tang Yan didn't dare to be careless, facing the direction of the purple-haired boy's attack, he directly came to remember the fastest super big move.

The light of the sword shines through the world, and the purple-haired boy is shrouded in the power of collapsing the sky!
No matter how frightening your speed is, it is not as fast as the critical strike power of the ancient saber.

Boom boom boom, the sword light flooded the purple-haired boy, and a terrifying shock wave swept across the sky, shattering the palaces and buildings in pieces and scaring away the spectators from all directions.

The lingering power of the ancient sword continued, until it was a thousand meters away, and once again there were amazed and stunned eyes.

How divine is this Tang Yan? His domineering martial arts emerge endlessly.

But their attention was quickly shifted... The purple-haired boy was still standing in the air, but took dozens of steps back.

But this time, the exposed skin... had cracks... It was like the earth under a long drought, covered with creepy cracks, but the strange thing was that no blood flowed out.

The boy's body was permeated with an imperceptibly thin mist, which was gray, making his whole complexion glow with a corpse-like gray aura.

Tang Yan frowned, and finally felt the difficulty. What is this thing?
Human or puppet?
The foggy gray aura does not seem to be spiritual power, but... a very weird aura... In the green sea forest, Nian Wuxin was meditating with his eyes closed, pinching his fingertips, as if calculating something, After a long time, a smile appeared on his pale cheeks: "The young master is still alive, the Human Palace should have transferred them to the sealed space."

The old man with patches all over his body stood respectfully beside him, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, and his hands behind his back gradually clenched.

"What's wrong with you? The young master has an emperor's son by his side. This is his greatest reliance. If others can't kill him, he will definitely find a way. In just over ten years, he has grown to where he is today. He is worthy of being the master's child." !" Nian Wuxin gently shook the wordless white fan, smiling softly.

"Sanggong... I... seem to..." The old man hesitated, his brows were about to knit into knots.

"what happened?"

"I seem to see someone. When everyone entered the city gate, I saw a..."

"Who? Don't hesitate, speak!"

"Purple hair, purple eyes, and a strange aura. I caught a glimpse of him by accident, but before I could observe carefully, he had already entered." The old man knocked his head, leaned towards Nian Wuxin, and An unfathomable voice said: "Could it be..."

"Impossible! They are all in the Lost Battle Realm, how could they appear in the Qitian Continent." Nian Wuxin ignored it.

"However, thousands of years ago, the emperor once said that we are not the only ones who started the millennium layout, and other ethnic groups also have deployments. The children of destiny are destined to meet in different fields and at different times. When they meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and the enemy of life and death does not necessarily It has to be in the Lost Battle Realm..."

Nian Wuxin raised his hand to interrupt, and his smooth forehead wrinkled slightly: "Go back to Jiulongling immediately, inform the boss, and do your best to investigate the situation of the Lost Battle Realm. If they all send their descendants to the Central Plains for training, young master... It's dangerous..."

"The young master will be reduced to food!" The old man's heart skipped a beat, and he shot towards the distance immediately.

(End of this chapter)