Cultivator: Fighting God

Chapter 1335 Dark Flame Commander (11)
"brush!"

Raising the edge of the sword, he slashed at Qingyan Ghost King suddenly, and the piercing sword energy sliced ​​through like a sharp blade.

"scare?"

The ghost king Qingyan was shocked, and hurriedly accelerated. At the same time, his arms were thrown back, and more than a dozen flame light bombs were released in a row. These energy balls were all filled with scorching flame energy. Most people would die if they touched them, but Ye Yang The seventh-level powerhouse in the starry sky has entered the Vulcan transformation state again. Naturally, he will not be too jealous, but he does not dare to be careless. It is always bad to be injured. In this dangerous infinite purgatory, who knows what else is there.

"Clap clap clap!"

Stepping on the air, changing the broken line several times in a row, the essence of Ye Yang's footwork, leaving a flame ripple in the air, which is very gorgeous, with a flick of the sword, two more sword qi slashed past, and accelerated the flight Speed, faintly above the opponent.

Qingyan Ghost King was furious: "Stinky boy, compare your speed with this king? Are you a little tender..."

With strength in both arms, Qingyan Ghost King suddenly shouted: "Lin Feng Jue!"

"Wow!"

A strong wind hovered around, and Qingyan Ghost King's speed was as fast as thunder and lightning falling, and the whole person flew out for several miles with a "swoosh", like lightning.

"Specific speed?"

Ye Yang frowned, silently practicing the Hidden Dragon Art, and the footwork chapter of Shenlong Wentian came to mind, exhaled his true energy, and gradually condensed into a series of piercing dragon blades that appeared around his body, and his speed became even faster It was an instant surge, and the raging flames were produced by the friction between the stellar energy on the body surface and the air, and the speed was still higher than that of the Qingyan Ghost King, and it suddenly shot away!

"Whoosh!"

Quickly overtaking the Qingyan Ghost King, Ye Yang slapped his palm in the air, and shouted: "Get off, you bastard!"

The huge flame palm suddenly imprinted on Qingyan Ghost King's body. How could the Qingyan Ghost King, who had put all his strength on his footwork, be able to resist it? The man broke his string and fell into the lava sea like a kite.

When he was falling, Ghost King Qingyan retaliated unwillingly, threw the broken long knife with one hand, and shouted: "Go to hell, boy!"

Ye Yang looked calm, holding the green soul sword firmly with both hands, and shouted: "Break!"

The blade slashed down suddenly, and after a "clang", the Qingyan Ghost King's blades finally shattered into countless fragments and fell from the air.

"It's over, I've been in the Promise Purgatory for thousands of years, and it's over like this..." Qingyan Ghost King looked at Ye Yang, who was showing his killing intent in the air, and there was only despair left in his heart. He never expected that it would end in this mysterious boy's hands Hands, even, did not know the other party's name from beginning to end.

"Shoot..."

The power of thunder circulated, Ye Yang teleported to the bottom, his left leg swelled up, his boots were wrapped in flames, and he violently kicked the falling Qingyan Ghost King.

"Oh!"

Amidst the explosion, Ghost King Qingyan groaned and went straight up. The bones on his back had already burst. The strength of Ye Yang's blow was too domineering.

(End of this chapter)