Chapter 200 Kill

Zhuge Buteng's heart twitched fiercely. At the beginning, he vowed to stay until he had enough strength and must revenge on the two of them, but in the face of plain face, can he really get rid of his familiar face? Can you really judge her life decisively?

Zhuge Fuliang sneered: "Don't worry... Pang, I'll take his life sooner or later!"

The voice is cold, full of decisive killing. Zhuge Ming's eyes were **, but he didn't say anything. He was no longer young and frivolous in those years. Something must have happened between Zhuge Butang and Jin Yao and plain.

"Brother Zhuge, we are also helpless..." His voice was delicate and soft, and the fog in his eyes was hazy and pitiful. At a glance, there is an impulse to comfort him in his arms.

In that kind of look, Zhuge Buliang was a little heartbroken, even if he knew that she was pretentious, even if he knew that it was pretending without makeup...

Zhuge Buting said in a dull voice, "In the past, I treated you sincerely, but you... OK! I'll spare your life today, but Jin Yao, you must die!"

After saying that, Zhuge Buliang's eyes were silent and strode towards Jin Yao.

"Miso!"

At this moment, Zhuge Ming stood in front of Jin Yao, and his sword came out of its sheath and said, "I don't know what's going on between you, but you can't kill him!"

"Can you stop me?" Zhuge Buliang shouted in a low voice, and his dead eyes turned strangely, and a soul-pierced power shot out.

"En..."

Zhuge Ming snorted, and his consciousness was suddenly hit. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth and half squatted on the ground.

"I don't want to be your enemy, and you are not my opponent." Zhuge is not clear.

There was a cold and silence in Zhuge Ming's heart. In the past, he regarded Zhuge Buteng as waste, but it seemed that God was joking with him, and he was repeatedly crushed by Zhuge Buteng in practice. Zhuge Fuliang has become Zhuge Ming's goal. When he learned that Zhuge Buteng died in Fengmang Mountain, Zhuge Ming had no joy in his heart. Maybe it was out of the friendship between brothers, or maybe it was lost because the goal in his heart disappeared.

But later, Zhuge Butang miraculously appeared again and flourished. Zhuge Ming once again found the motivation and practiced hard. He thought that his strength had been rapidly improved and had gradually approached Zhuge Buliang's footwork.

But today, Zhuge Butliang was just a look, which made him lose the battle, and Zhuge Ming was disheartened.

"Brother Ming." Zhuge Muyan held Zhuge Ming and raised his hand and said, "Zhuge Buliang, you... Brother Jin Yao is our fellow, and you want to kill your fellow!?"

Zhuge Muyan also lacks the greenness and ignorance of the past, and Zhuge's current strength has now made them look up.

"What if you kill him!?" Zhuge Buleang sneered and said, "No one can save him today!"

When the words fell, Zhuge Fuliang's figure appeared in front of Jin Yao, and his palm was imprinted on Jin Yao's chest. Jin Yao spewed out a mouthful of blood and flew out, hitting the wall in the abandoned hall, and the wall collapsed.

"Brother Jin!" Other Yaohai disciples were in a dilemma. They wanted to rush over, but they were stopped by a young man in white.

Su Xiaobai's whole body is like a sword out of the sheath, which is chilling.

With a glance, all the Yaohai disciples were deadlocked in place.

"Boom!"

Jin Yao rushed out of the ruins and threw an elixir in his mouth, which was an elixir to restore the truth. Without saying a word, Jin Yao turned into a long rainbow and rushed out of the abandoned hall.

Escape? Is it possible to escape?" Zhuge Buleong sneered and rushed out of the abandoned hall in the same way.

Other people also filed out. Su Xiaobai and Zhuge Ming looked at each other. At this glance, the sparks in the air collided fiercely. Su Xiaobai was slightly surprised. From Zhuge Ming's eyes, Su Xiaobai felt a strong sword, and there was a faint dragon power in the sword.

No one knows that the future swordsman and the sword demon will fight for the first time in this abandoned temple!

Jin Yao swallowed the elixir to restore the real yuan, and the real yuan in his body rolled and moved. He picked up the twelve points of Zhenyuan and turned into a light and shadow to escape in the dark passage. The obstacles blocking the road and the collapsed pile of rocks were broken by Jin Yao.

Zhuge Buliang is like a leisurely walk, stepping on the empty steps, but each step is dozens of meters away.

At this time, the passage in front is getting wider and wider, and there are fewer and fewer obstacles. Zhuge Bulously found keenly that the footprints left by someone in this passage.

At this moment, Jin Yao in front of him opened a stone door and rushed in...

This is a huge space, a palace the size of more than a dozen football fields. However, in this palace, there is an independent space, surrounded by valleys, flying springs and waterfalls in the valley, strange flowers, birds and flowers, suddenly have a fairyland-like feeling.

But in the middle of the valley, there is a tall altar. I don't know what material the altar is made of. There is a strangeness.

With a high sound of phoenix singing, Zhu Huang circled in mid-air and fell next to the altar. The bloody man in mid-air stood with his hands on his hands, his eyes were empty, and he looked at the altar in front of him.

It's the fall of heaven!

And around, there are dozens of people, all of whom were practitioners of major factions who had entered the Golden Hall before and were transported here by the ancient well.

"What on earth does the bloody man want to do? Why do you keep staring at the altar?"

"There is a strangeness and a creepy feeling in this altar. Just looking at him makes me tremble."

"The bloody man did not move when he saw the altar. It seems that he came for the altar."

"What should we do? Is it just to spend time with him like this?

"It's better not to act rashly. You haven't seen that the chief figures of the big faction like the saints of Tianchi don't dare to act rashly."

Everyone looked at it. Sure enough, not far away, some young figures such as Tianchi Saint, Sword Piaohong, Duguhe, etc. also stood there quietly, dared not move at all, for fear that they would accidentally provoke the sky, and it would be a disaster.

Before, someone wanted to sneak out of this place, but was beaten by the fallen sky with a wave of his hand. Everyone no longer dares to provoke the majesty of this evil spirit.

He was unmoved by the fall of heaven. It seemed that he didn't notice the people around him at all, and kept staring at the tall altar in front of him.

"Boom!"

At this moment, this small world was suddenly broken by a loud noise, and an embarrassed figure rushed in, with blood stains on his face, a fluffy head, and a look of fear on his face.

"Who is this person? Looking at that embarrassed look, is it chased by a ghost?

"I know this person, he is Jin Yao of the Yaohai faction!"

Jin Yao fell into the small world, and the scene in front of him made him slightly stunned, but then a terrible trend was used from behind, and Jin Yao ran forward regardless of anything else.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a dark shadow also flew in. The man stepped on the void, and his body was like a dream bubble. In an instant, he came to Jin Yao's body, and his iron legs swept out.

Jin Yao snorted, shot out like a cannonball, and finally hit the wall of the surrounding valley.

"It's him! Zhuge is not bright!"

Everyone was shocked, and the chief figures of several major factions also changed slightly. At this moment, even the fallen sky couldn't help turning their heads slightly.

Zhuge Buliang looked around, and the scene in front of him also shocked him, but at this moment, he didn't care about anything else and strode towards Jin Yao.

"Why is this guy here? Why is there no hustle and bustle and there is no him?

"Jin Yao, why did he chase Jin Yao? I remember that Zhuge Butiang was also a monk of the Yaohai School? Why do you want to take action against your peers?"

Everyone was confused by Zhuge's actions for a moment. However, the appearance of Zhuge Butliang touched everyone's hearts. This guy is a good host to join in the fun, and he is not afraid of anything. Even if the major factions are looking for him, he dares to walk horizontally. Wherever there is excitement, there is him, and where he appears... There must be an accident!

"Bum!"

Zhuge Busang walked up to Jin Yao and stepped on Jin Yao's chest.

"You... How on earth can you let me go?" Jin Yao's face was bitter. He and Zhuge Butao had the cultivation of the Jindan period at the same time, but in the face of Zhuge Butliang, he had a sense of powerlessness.

"I won't let you go anyway!" Zhuge Buleang sneered, put Jin Yaoling up and fell heavily into the wall.

"Wang!"

More than a dozen figures broke into this small world, which was obvious to be the people of the Yaohai faction and Su Xiaobai. The scene in front of him surprised him, especially the bloody man, who was an anti-sky demon. When looking at the whole Kyushu, almost no one could compete with it.

At this moment, in this small world, the practitioners of all major factions, including the leading figures like the saint of Tianchi, are afraid of the bloody man, and no one dares to move. Only Zhuge was not clear, and he beat Jin Yao violently without any posture. He was completely like a ruffian.

The people of the Yaohai faction were stopped by Su Xiaobai, and no one dared to come forward.

"Jin Yao..." His eyes are complicated, but he doesn't dare to come forward at this moment. Recalling the scenes of Fengmang Mountain at the beginning, there was a trace of regret in her heart. She did not expect that Zhuge Fuliang could break the obstacles of the abandoned spiritual root and have today's achievements...

"Bum!"

Jin Yao flew out and fell not far from the altar.

Zhuge Fuliang chased up and stepped on Jin Yao's arm. With a sour "click" sound, Jin Yao's arm was completely twisted and deformed.

In fact, Zhuge Buteng now has the strength to kill Jin Yao with one blow, but if he doesn't do this, he just wants to torture Jin Yao to death!

"Kit!"

Jin Yao's other arm was also twisted by Zhuge Fuliang, and the heartbreaking roar echoed in this valley. Jin Yao roared, "Zhuge Fuliang! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

"You don't even have the qualification to be a ghost!" Zhuge Buleang sneered, grabbed Jin Yao's neck and picked it up.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The palm of his hand was as sharp as a knife, and Jin Yao's two arms were cut off by him, and blood surged wildly.