Chapter 560 Death War

The bastard of Jiao and the dragon?

Yi Han, who was behind him, heard this, and his eyes flashed a trace of red light. The little black psychic could understand human language. How could he not know such humiliating words?

Xiaohei and Yi Han have been born and died for so many years. One person and one dragon share difficulties. How many hardships and setbacks have they suffered. In Yi Han's view, Xiaohei's position is irreplaceable. Even if it is insulted by others, Yi Han will never forget it like this.

Before the dragon moved in the air, a strong wind had blown and blew straight to the source of the sound.

When Yi Ye, who had just separated from Xiao Hei, saw it, his face suddenly changed, and he was suddenly full of countless anger. He suddenly turned around, turned his feet a wisp of golden light, and rushed to the strong wind.

All this, but between the lightning and the flint, the strong wind is faster. As soon as people realized this existence, he had already appeared in front of a sect elite.

It was a man who looked like about 30 years old, with a big knife on his back, light armor, hands around his chest, and a sneer. His eyes were still on the little black body in the air.

However, when the strong wind hit and permeated countless killings, he felt something was wrong. This cold murderous intention made him tremble all over.

A cold light flashed, and a sad dagger blade mixed with countless destructive forces, and fiercely cut at the elite of the sect.

In the elite of the Renhuang Pavilion sect, although Yi Ye is extremely strong, there is only one Yi Ye. The sect elite is strong, and it only refers to Yi Ye, not everyone.

When Yi Han killed, the elite of the sect could no longer move. The full aura crashed into his body in an instant, curbing his momentum that was about to move.

Canghuai soul-eating knife was ruthless and cut straight to his neck.

Although Yi Han is an assassin, he can be very calm and calm. However, he is also a person and a selfish person. He can't tolerate his own people, and the existence he cares about is a little wronged.

Even if he wants to poke a hole in the sky, he doesn't care.

"Beast, stop it!!!!"

Just as Yi Han was about to kill the elite of this sect, an angry shout suddenly sounded from the inside of the People's Palace.

What kind of sacred voice should this be? The first reaction of people who almost heard this voice was this sentence.

The supreme divine power vaguely spreads from the inside of the Emperor's Pavilion.

When everyone heard the sound, they were deafening.

However, when Yi Han heard this voice, he did not mean to stop at all. He could insult himself, but he could not humiliate Xiaohei.

How many times did Xiaohei save himself regardless of his life? How many times did he dare to fight against the strong man for himself?

Yi Han knows that he can't count clearly, but there is no Xiao Hei. There must be no Yi Han. It's not that Yi Han doesn't know how to repay kindness, but in his heart, the kindness is priceless, and some small favors can't offset some kindness.

"You still don't stop?? Looking for death?

Yi Ye also caught the fierceness of Yi Han's moment. Seeing that Yi Han really wanted to kill the elite of the sect, he was furious and flashed with golden light, like a tiger.

And the elite of the famous sect, at such a close distance, also saw the horrible dagger blade waved by Yi Han. His heart suddenly trembled. He never thought that the strong man who came to the People's Pavilion to provoke suddenly appeared in front of him and waved his troops?

He can't figure it out. Why is this? Does he have a seat?

Oh, by the way, I just said something...

The elite of that sect's thoughts quickly rotated quickly. In the flash, he also figured out what the reason was that caused him to kill himself.

Puff..

The cold and sharp iron slices cut his throat, cut off his bones, and cut his blood vessels. The blood began to splash around, and a head was washed up by blood and flew to the sky.

The elite of the sect has not yet reacted, and the head has been cut off.

Yi Han snorted, and the Canghuai soul-eating knife in his hand turned slightly. In an instant, a gloomy and cold adsorption force began to generate on the tip of the knife. As soon as the three souls and seven souls of the elite of the school overflowed from the body, they were directly absorbed by the Canghuai soul-eating knife.

A sect elite of the People's Palace disappeared forever in this way, and the back and forth add up to no more than three seconds.

The people around him were still immersed in stupidity, but Yi Ye behind him was already furious, and his anger almost burned him. He desperately waved the long knife in his hand and blocked his waist to Yi Han with a momentum of dominating the world.

Yi Han killed the sect elite and did not dare to delay too much. He quickly turned around and put a blade across his waist to resist Yi Ye's knife.

Dang!

The two knives collided, bursting out a strange smell of reincarnation. Yi Han only felt that his blood seemed to begin to flow against the flow, and the strength on his arms began to dissipate, which was not terrible.

With the help of Yi Ye's retreat, he retreated and distanced himself for the time being.

The little black in the air saw it and let out a roar of an angry dragon. It trembled all over and immediately swooped down. A long line of black cut through the sky and went straight to Yi Ye.

The cold and strange dragon pressure was overwhelmingly pressed down. The people below only felt that the sky was about to collapse, and the bones on the body had a feeling that they were about to be smashed.

At this time, everyone feels uncomfortable all over their body, and all kinds of strange feelings fill their hearts. Some weak people can't stand this power and want to retreat, but they are reluctant to give up this shocking battle...

In fact, this is just a normal reaction. When a strong man cultivates to a certain level, he will have his own aura and his own momentum. If the weak want to watch the duel between the strong and get the benefits of experience, he must be prepared to withstand these aura momentum.

Xiaohei's sudden attack made Yi Ye have to give up the pursuit of Yi Han and attack Xiaohei.

How many strong people did Xiaohei devour, and his cultivation also soared to a heinous state. In the face of the domineering breath of Yi Ye, it was not afraid. Long Wei possessed and rushed straight away. Its predecessor dragon claws poked out. When it approached Yi Ye, it enlarged in vain, and the dragon claws became extremely vigorous, countless dark green, dark black juices. The liquid flowed on the dragon's claws, and it was extremely poisonous at a glance.

"You bastard, die quickly!!!"

Yi Ye roared and waved his knife to cut off the dragon in front of him.

Zizi... Zizi...

However, when Xiaohei and the blade were about to collide, the aura of one person and one dragon had already collided with each other. When it was opened, the black gas from Xiaohei's whole body collided with the golden breath blooming all over Yi Ye, and there was a frequent explosion sound in the air.