Chapter 799 The Battle of Disciples

With the low roar of Taoist disciples echoing in the middle of the sky in this gravel land, suddenly, an extremely tragic smell suddenly spread.

The countless eyes around gathered at these Taoist disciples. On their faces, there was no fear of Yuanmen. Instead, there was a strong madness. Under that madness, there was an indelible hatred surged.

Yuan Cang looked at the terrible Taoist disciples from afar, but the corners of his mouth raised a sasly smile, and his eyes waved his palms indifferently: "Do it!"

"Boom!"

His voice had just fallen. Behind him, among the dark disciples of Yuanmen, there was a magnificent fluctuation of Yuanmen. The waves of bad eyes were locked behind Yuan Cang. The six generals of Yuanmen directly swept out. Behind them, the disciples of Yuanmen were also like The tide followed closely.

"Kill!"

Qingye's eyes turned red and looked at the disciples of Yuanmen who came like a tide. There was also a low roar in his throat. In the next flash, his figure was the first to rush out.

Dong!

As the disciples of both sides rushed out with red eyes, the tense atmosphere between the world broke in an instant, and the strong sense of killing and the sound of fighting rose to the sky.

Countless eyes, looking at the roaring two torrents with a little solemnity and vibration. The next moment, the loudness collided directly in their eyes.

Pow!

In the moment of the impact, there was a hemaginant killing... Then the magnificent power swept away crazily, and the fierce martial arts were almost unfolded at this moment, and then fiercely bombarded the enemy in front of him.

At this time, there is no mercy... Between the fight, it is also a flesh-and-blood battle!

The three Yuan Cang looked at the torrent that bombarded together indifferently, and then stepped into the void and walked out slowly. Beside them, the torrent was automatically pushed away.

"Wow."

Chen Kui... Ying smiled. Wang Yan looked at Yuan Cang from afar and took a deep breath... Immediately, his body moved and turned into a streamer and swept out.

"Are you dealing with Chen Kui? No problem, right? Nowadays, many people think that even you can't help him. Ling Zhen smiled at Yuan Cang and said.

"no one will think so after today." Yuan Cang said faintly.

"Then leave Wang Yan to me. This time, I won't let him escape again." Lei Qian looked at Wang Yan ferociously and said.

"In this case... it's up to me to deal with Xiaoxiao. It's a pity that such a beauty wants to destroy flowers with hot hands. It's really a pity in life." The folding fan in Lingzhen's hand shook gently and said with a smile.

"Less talk nonsense... do it and solve it quickly."

Yuan Cang frowned slightly, and immediately shouted softly. His body skimmed out and turned into a streamer, stopping the Chen puppet. Then, Lingzhen and Lei Qian also left at the same time and appeared before Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan.

"Wang Yan... I see what face you will have to be crazy in front of me later!" Lei Qian stopped Wang Yan, and the ferocious smile on his face became more and more intense, sarcastically.

Wang Yan's eyes were cold, and his palms slowly clenched the black epee. In an eye, his body suddenly flashed out, and a shadow flashed, with a fierce and dark sword spirit, and a lightning-like hole penetrated Lei Qian's throat.

"Hum!"

When Lei Qian saw this, he snorted coldly. With a palm of his hand, a silver thunder knife flashed out. Facing Wang Yan's attack, he did not dodge at all. He stepped out step by step, and the knife was directly splitting angrily!

The crisp sound of gold and iron, accompanied by sparks and violent winds, suddenly swept away from mid-air, and the two figures began a life-and-death battle in an instant.

"Hehe, it's all impatient..."

Lingzhen looked at the two people who killed directly as soon as they met. He couldn't help smiling, and immediately looked at Ying Xiaoxiao in front of him. He said gently and politely, "In the lower Lingzhen, I have heard of the name of the senior sister of the Taoist Heavenly Hall, Ying Xiaoxiao, today"

"Wow!"

However, his voice has not fallen yet. Ying Xiaoxiao has swept out with a three-foot green front in his hand, and his fierce sword is mercilessly shrouded all over Lingzhen.

"It turns out that you are more impatient..." Ling Zhen smiled, but his smile was a little gloomy and cold. The folding fan in his hand rotated, that is, it became several times larger in the bloom of the light, like a shield, which resisted the rushing sword.

"In this case, don't blame me for destroying flowers with my hot hands..." Lingzhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and the chill in his eyes flashed by. With a smile, it had turned into light and shadow, and the folding fan was empty. The cold wind directly tore the air and roared away at Ying Xiaoxiao.

Seeing this with a smile, there is also a dignified color in his eyes, and the power in his body runs to the extreme at this moment, and then welcomes it.

And when the sky was filled with war, in the center, the two figures stood less than ten feet apart. In a loom, there was an extremely amazing fluctuation emanating from the bodies of the two people, which almost surpassed everyone present.

And these two figures are naturally Chen Kui and Yuan Cang.

The sight of the sky condensed on the two people through the chaotic flames of war. Their names are basically thunderous among the young generation in this eastern Xuanyu. One is the fierce man who ranks first in the sect wanted list, and the other is the head of the three little kings of Yuanmen. Both of them have demon-like talent, and their strength It is said that it has reached the point of Xiaocheng in the mysterious realm of life. This kind of strength, not to mention the younger generation, even if you look at the whole Dongxuanyu, it can enter the ranks of the strong.

There are different opinions on which of the two are strong or weak. The two have fought, but they are not all-out, and the ending can only be regarded as the same. Therefore, there is no doubt that many people are extremely curious about the current battle between the two. They really want to know that these two have a good name in the Eastern Xuanyu. Who is the top young generation? Who can be really better!

"You shouldn't interfere in the affairs of my Yuanmen and Taoism..."

Yuan Cang looked at the Chen puppet in front of him, and immediately glanced at the flames of war ignited between heaven and earth, but he was not in a hurry to take action, and said indifferently.

"Hehe, what do I want to do? Maybe I don't need to refer to your words." Chen Kui smiled faintly, and his face with a ghost mask looked ghostly. He could become the first person in the wanted list of the Eastern Xuanyu sect. Obviously, he was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Others would be afraid of Yuan Cang's reputation, but he was not afraid.

When Yuan Cang heard the words, he couldn't help shaking his head slowly. The chill in his eyes slowly became strong: "The hurried fight in those years was a little unfinished. Since we met today, let's finish it completely."

"I'm happy to accompany you." Chen Kui said.

Yuan Cang smiled indifferently and slowly spread out his hands. Suddenly, a wave of extremely amazing power, like a tide, roared out of his body. Such a magnificent power directly seemed to turn into rolling waves behind him, and the roaring sound resounded through the world.

Seeing this, Chen Kui's eyes flashed, and the sky's gray and black power was also filled with shadow. It gushed out of his body and turned into a cloud.

Both of them have reached the level of living in the mysterious world, and the degree of strength is undoubtedly stronger than other disciples!

"Believe me, you will regret your decision now..."

Yuan Cang's palm slowly grasped it, and an extremely simple black iron sword flashed out of his hand. He stared at Yuan Cang, and there was a strange essence emerging in his eyes.

"It may be a little early to say this now."

Chen Kui held the palm of his hand, and a black serrated knife with ghost face lines also flashed out of his hand. The knife was raised, pointed to Yuan Cang from afar, and said with a faint smile.

"Let's do it, let me see how far the little king of Yuan, the head of the three little kings of Yuanmen, has reached..."

Yuan Cang stared at Chen's puppet, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a sharp arc. In the next flash, a shadow appeared, and his body turned into light and shadow and swept out. In an flash, the huge power roared with it!

An amazing confrontation, the beginning of the moment!