Chapter 483 The Fall of the Killing God

It is said that no one has heard the dialogue between Huangfu Yuran and the remnant soul-sama knife. Long Aotian only saw Huangfu Yuran looking at his knife in a daze, and did not take advantage of the danger of others. He waited until Huangfu Yuran recovered before remind Huangfu Yuran to be careful.

After saying that, Long Aotian rushed to Huangfu Yuran, which seemed to be a few times faster than before, and the dagger in his hands was also swallowing the sword.

In the face of the menacing Long Aotian, Huangfu Yuran also had to face it carefully. Long Aotian's cultivation seemed to be above himself. If you don't go into the devil, it will be difficult to beat him, but if you don't go into the devil... Thinking of this, Huangfu Yuran couldn't help looking up at Leng Lingxue.

It was this moment of hesitation that Long Aotian had arrived in front of him, and the dagger was facing Huangfu Yuran. Huangfu Yuran snorted coldly, and the remnant soul-stricsing knife in his right hand bloomed a bloodthirsty red light and waved it from the bottom up. Huangfu Yuran also shouted coldly at this time: "Get out of here!"

But he saw a huge blood-red knife roaring out, and at this moment, Long Aotian's figure disappeared in front of Huangfu Yuran. Behind Huangfu Yuran, Long Aotian appeared quietly, and the dagger in his hands stabbed Huangfu Yu's heart together.

Huangfu Yuran did not dodge. He really did not choose to dodge, but stood there motionless. It seemed that it was natural to bear this blow.

The dagger in Long Aotian's hands pierced Huangfu's heart and then retreated. It was a habit that Long Aotian had developed for a long time. Moreover, Long Aotian did not feel that the dagger had touched anything at all.

Long Aotian took a small step back and immediately rose to the sky. At this time, Huangfu Yuran in front of him slowly dissipated. It turned out to be just a split phantom. Behind him, the real Huangfu Yuran rushed up with a dragon head in front of him, and the sound of dragon singing came, and he rushed over with the soles of Long Aotian's feet.

Long Aotian narrowed his eyes and rushed behind Huangfu Yuran, ready to give a fatal blow when Huangfu Yuran's old strength was not exhausted and new strength was not born. But I didn't think that Huangfu Yuran suddenly turned his head and rushed up against Long Aotian with the same action.

Long Aotian is in a state of diving at this time, and the closing momentum is too late. He crossed the dagger in front of his chest and waved it out as hard as he could. With the momentum of sword spirit, Long Aotian's body was raised a little higher, and a mysterious and mysterious impacted Huangfu Yuran more.

With this kind of trick, Huangfu Yuran has not yet been enchanted, and the two shocks have passed by Long Aotian. When rushing through Long Aotian, Huangfu Yuran quietly hid into the air, waved a knife light, and the man also rushed to Long Aotian in the air in a hidden state.

Long Aotian lowered his head and didn't see Huangfu Yuran, knowing that something was wrong. The short sword in his hands waved, protecting his body tightly, and from time to time, a sword spirit rushed out of the sword net.

Huangfu Yuran appeared and slowly approached Long Aotian while avoiding the rushing sword spirit. Long Aotian also stopped and looked directly at Huangfu Yuran, who was slowly approaching, and smiled and met Huangfu Yuran directly.

There are no gorgeous tricks, no earth-shaking Zhenyuan collision. Huangfu Yuran waved a simple knife, and Long Aotian's short sword crossed to block it. There was only a sound of gold and iron, and the two took a few steps back.

Huangfu Yuran's eyes were surprised, but Long Aotian's eyes were appreciated. Huangfu Yuran knew what quality weapon his remnant soul-shaling knife was, and Long Aotian actually blocked it with two unattractive daggers.

Long Aotian naturally understood how risky it was just now. He condensed most of the Zhenyuan on the dagger to block it. Other people may have been shocked by himself. Look at Huangfu Yuran as if there is nothing wrong.

Huangfu Yuran secretly tightened the remnant soul-stricsing knife in his hand, and the slightly numb tiger mouth shocked Huangfu Yuran a lot. Although the knife just now was not fancy, it was almost a full blow...

The two seemed to have agreed, nodded to each other and then rushed to each other with a series of shadows behind them. Finally, I met in the middle, and this time it was really a real short soldier.

It seems that the child is not convinced, both of them are fighting for speed and speed. For a moment, the movements of the two hands could not be seen clearly, and only the jingling sound of gold and iron was heard.

It's just that Huangfu Yuran's hand is a soul-stricidal knife. This knife is strangely shaped and can't be waved too fast. In the end, I don't know where it came from, and Long Aotian kicked Huangfu Yuran's chin from the bottom up.

Huangfu Yuran's whole body was kicked upside down, and suddenly there was a shout around, and there were those shouts: "Okay, kill him! Kill this devil!"

Long Aotian naturally did not disappoint these excited practitioners, and his body half squatted down and rushed out in an instant. A dark shadow instantly penetrated Huangfu Yuran's body, and the dagger cut a blood mouth on Huangfu Yuran's shoulder.

And Huangfu Yuran's body was hit by this shock and stopped in mid-air. Long Aotian turned around and rushed through Huangfu Yuran's body again, leaving a wound on Huangfu Yuran's body every time he passed by. Seven times back and forth, Huangfu Yuran's chest was already bloody.

Even so, Huangfu Yuran did not hum and gritted his teeth. At this time, he seemed to be unable to control his body, but could only let Long Aotian do it. What Long Aotian didn't find was that every time he scratched on Huangfu Yuran's body, Huangfu Yuran's eyes would bloom red, and his eyes gradually turned red.

Finally, Long Aotian appeared beside Huangfu Yuran, with a short sword across Huangfu Yuran's neck, and the other short sword inserted into Huangfu Yuran's heart!

Linger and others who had been watching the two fight saw this scene. They wanted to rush up but were stopped by the light rain. The light rain said lightly, "Yu Ran said that no one is allowed to interfere. We can't let him not believe his words. We should believe him." It's just that the light worry in my eyes can't be erased.

The world in Huangfu Yuran's eyes has completely turned blood red, and his mind is also full of killing and bloodthirsty. At the same time, feeling a sense of crisis about life, Huangfu Yuran shouted, "Get out of here!" Suddenly, a dazzling red light burst out in his body, which directly shook the nearest Long Aotian out.

Long Aotian only felt that the Zhenyuan in his body was shocked by Huangfu Yuran and was extremely confused, but the corners of Long Aotian's mouth were slightly raised, as if the big stone in his heart had been put down.

Huangfu Yuran suddenly shook Long Aotian out, and his body disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he appeared in the place where Long Aotian was about to land. Huangfu Yuran looked up at Long Aotian, who was flying backwards. Jie Jie smiled and began to rotate with his body holding the knife in both hands.

Suddenly, a whirlwind was brought up by the high-speed rotating Huangfu Yuran and sucked Long Aotian over. In an instant, Long Aotian fell into the blade storm of Huangfu Yuran, and after a moment, he was bathed in blood and completely lost face.

Even if it was like this, Huangfu Yuran did not end his action. The dodge disappeared in place, and a huge palm appeared under the ground and patted Long Aotian on the ground. Huangfu Yuran appeared not far from Long Aotian. A blood-red virtual shadow rushed out of his body and threw Long Aotian into the air in an instant, and his hands turned into whips beating Long Aotian's body.

Long Aotian suffered a double blow from his body and soul, and did not make a sound. The bean-sized sweat rolled down on Long Aotian's forehead.

Huangfu Yuran held the remnant soul-sword in his hands at this time. Zhenyuan frantly poured into the remnant soul-stricing knife, and the red light on the remnant soul-stricing knife became more and more prosperous. After a long time, Huangfu Yuran waved Long Aotian in front of him and raised his hand to cut it down.

It's just that at this time, the red light in Huangfu Yuran's eyes flashed, gritted his teeth and stared at Long Aotian and said, "Why? Why...force me to be possessed? Do you know... then you will definitely die?"

Long Aotian raised a wry smile at the corners of his mouth, looked at the remnant soul-killing knife in Huangfu Yuran's hand and said with a smile, "No, how do you kill these practitioners? If I don't die, you can't do it against them. If you are not enchanted, you are not my opponent at all, so... I died and closed my eyes!"

"You!" Huangfu Yuran seemed to be holding back something, and his eyebrows frowned tightly.

Long Aotian shook his head and said, "Do it. This move is your strongest move. If you accept it now, the power of counterattack will make you disappear! I have no regrets in my life to die under this move!" After saying that, he really closed his eyes.

The remnant soul-stricying knife in his hand shook, and the red light in Huangfu Yuran's eyes was a little thicker. Huangfu Yuran shouted angrily and waved a knife quickly. Even Huangfu Yuran himself penetrated from Long Aotian's body and appeared behind Long Aotian.

Huangfu Yuran gasped and held it on the ground with a soul-sama knife. The wound on his chest was still bleeding, and a piece of red had dripping on the ground.

Looking at this scene on the court, everyone was stunned. Long Aotian still stood there with his eyes closed, and Huangfu Yuran could hardly stand. After a while, Long Aotian's body began to decompose, and finally there was only blood on the ground and the floating yuan god.

Huangfu Yuran suddenly turned around and grabbed his yuan god in his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and swallowed Long Aotian's yuan god. This is the instruction of the soul-stricying knife, and it is also the meaning of Long Aotian, although Huangfu Yuran doesn't want to do so.

After devouring the yuan god of Long Aotian, Huangfu Yuran immediately sat down cross-legged. This injury and the yuan god of Long Aotian could no longer be dragged on.

Although hundreds of practitioners stared at each other, Huangfu Yuran sat cross-legged in surprise and began to meditate.