"But you and I are all practicing melee pulse techniques."

"Then who can fight remotely?"

"Only the twelve practice is the long-range pulse technique. Although his bloodline third salary is a yellow-level low-grade pulse technique, it has been completed, but at this time the clone is lacking."

"The bloodline of the Consummation level has three salaries. I didn't expect that this fellow Twelve will be hard enough in cultivation. Six, you will take over the Twelve to fight against the Tongxuan Realm with swords." After a few short breaths, Ye San formulated the next step. Plan, and then shouted in a deep voice, "Twelve, come back."

After hearing these words, Ye Twelve, who had been inextricably fought with Yu Mo, immediately vibrated. The whole body pulse condenses into a group, and as Ye Twelve shakes his arms, they all move towards Yu Mo. Yu Mo slashed the twelve swords, and the twelve sword qi slashed towards the compressed group-shaped pulse energy, but the sword-qi entered and directly turned into nothingness, but when the sword-qi increased, the group-shaped pulse gas's defensive ability was lost. Nothing.

At this moment, Ye Twelve immediately retreated, Ye Liu immediately stepped forward to make up, and fought against Yu Mo.

Ye Liu broke out into a fierce tiger, and even slashed at Yu Mo seven or eight times. With each one he took a step back at Mo, "Friend, let me play with you?"

"Six swords!"

Yu Mo's complexion solidified, his brows were tightly closed and he looked at the incoming person, and at the same time he shook off the remaining power left by the knife.

Ye Liu smiled and said, "My friend has good eyesight, and he knows my sword technique. It's a pity that I don't know your nameless sword technique."

The voice just fell.

Ye Liu's expression instantly solidified.

Because there was a sound of knife breaking behind me, when I turned my head, I saw that the Biluohuangquan knife in his hand was broken into two pieces-the knife and sticks collided, and the Biluohuangquan knife that cut iron as mud was even weaker than a wooden stick. .

It was this distraction that Yu Mo's sword aura came to face. Ye Liu was panicked and quickly blocked it with his sword, and several sword auras were instantly resolved by the sword in his hand, but they were still struck by the remaining two sword auras, one on the shoulder and the other on the arm, the blood suddenly mingled. And flow.

"Dare to be distracted!"

Yu Mo yelled with a smile, sword raised, and directed towards Ye Liu.

Ye Liu's face suddenly became pale as snow, and when he stared at Yu Mo, he said in shock: "The Prodigal Sword Technique, you are the Prodigal Sword Yu Mo!"

Yu Mo responded with a smile, "Fortunately, my reputation is a little bit bigger than you."

Ye Liu couldn't help cursing in his heart.

How could the Prodigal Sword appear here?

Damn, facing the famous Prodigal Sword in East Lake, I actually took it lightly.

However, regret is no longer helpful. After too much blood has flowed, Ye Liu's retreat is already soft as a sponge.

"Six! Six...twelve, hurry up and do it." After shouting Ye Liu a few to no avail, Ye San got angry, and immediately let Ye Twelve act quickly, and he held the knife in his hand to face Yu Mo After picking up the deadly sword he gave Ye Liu, the veins trembled, and immediately cut out a knife, fighting with it.

The Prodigal Sword!

Now even the best gentleman sword in East Lake swordsmanship is here.

He also didn't want to kill the opponent, and avenge Ye Liu.

At this time, Ye Twelve nodded after hearing Ye San's words, and the place where his eyes fell was the scene of Wen Ping fighting with him.

The three Tongxuan Realm, every time they use a sword technique, they will be picked up by Wen Ping with a stick. However, when Wen Ping smashed it down with a stick, they still dared not use the Biluo Huangquan Knife to block it. They all know the consequences of this level. The Biluo Huangquan Knife will become paper-like, and it will roll the blade when it touches it.

And without the sword in the Tongxuan Realm, he could only fight in close hands.

The flesh was more than a bit weaker than the Biluo Huangquan Knife. It was estimated that the stick would immediately break the bone.

Seeing this scene, Ye Twelve was secretly startled.

A person who didn't open the vein door, only leaned on a stick, and actually pressed the three Tong Xuan realm to fight. No one would believe it, and even those who said it was Biluohuangquan who were beaten like this.

Sure enough, the reward for 50 white crystals is not easy.

This temptation is considered to be a big problem, which not only caused one's own side to lose their troops, but also made other forces who want to earn rewards to use them as a lesson.

Huh!

Ye Twelve Biluohuangquan knife lifted up, cut a knife in the palm of his left hand, then threw away the Biluohuangquan knife, and immediately made a fist. The blood dyed half of the palm directly red at this instant, and the blood was dripping down like that, but Ye Twelve didn't even appreciate it. As Ye Twelve's veins trembled, the blue veins instantly turned into blood-red veins.

The pulse energy rises and then disperses, so that the **** smell is completely integrated and permeated in the air, and the smell of it makes people feel depressed.

Seeing this scene, Murong Chi in the distance now ignores Yang Xi's willingness to retreat, raises his hand to grab her, and then pulls away.

"Hurry up, this guy is performing the perfect level secret technique, and within a hundred meters, there will be no livelihoods!"

Murong Chi was secretly surprised. The people in the blue and yellow springs are really abnormal. They are clearly in the lower stage of Tongxuan, but they have cultivated the yellow-level lower-grade meridian to perfection, and they have turned it into a secret with his own blood. Surgery.

This method is already comparable to some Profound Harmony Middle Realms, right?

At the moment Murong moved back, the three Tongxuan who had fought with Wen Ping also quickly backed away.

Upon seeing this, Wen Ping smiled faintly, got up to catch up, and hit a fire stick directly behind someone. There was only a click, and the sound of a fractured spine came, and the man's eyes suddenly looked bright, like a extinguished candle, fell to the ground dimly, seeing that there was no air but no air.

Seeing that one of his companions fell again, the pace of one person's retreat stopped, and he couldn't help cursing: "Damn! Why is that stick so evil!"

Another person hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, Twelve is already using the bloodline and three salaries."

"Is the Wushen body repaired in vain?" The man cursed bitterly in his heart, and then quickly moved back.

Three salary, strong!

But the six relatives did not recognize it.

They could only retreat and let Ye Twelve One fight Wen Ping alone.

At the moment when the two of them retreated, Ye Twelve raised the corners of his mouth and showed a bright smile, "Boy, your weapon can be regarded as the top ten magic weapon in East Lake, but unfortunately, your own strength is too bad. "

As the voice fell, Ye Twelve opened his palms, revealing his palms stained with blood.

At this moment, countless red letters flew out of the palms of the palms, pressing against Wen Ping like a swarm of bees.

"Unless you can escape, as long as you are contaminated with this bloodline, your blood will instantly catch fire like an oil lamp, burning yourself to death with your own blood."

Following Ye Twelve's words, Wen Ping raised his head and looked at the red fire that was under pressure from his eyes, "Blood? Okay, why did you use your blood to magnify the trick?"

Burn the fire stick in one fell swoop!

The dark red blood-devouring orb flashed a ray of evil charm.

Inconspicuous, when the light passed away, the surrounding **** aura and the red flames of the sky were immediately swallowed by it.

"Do not!"

Ye Twelve showed horror on his face.

My secret technique was swallowed by that stick.

At this moment, Yang Lele, who was about to retreat, stopped, and then looked at the fire stick in surprise, "Look, the fire stick swallowed that secret technique!"

"Wow, this..."

"The fire stick is too strong, right?"

When Qin Shan and the others were discussing, Yun Liao spoke on the side, "This should be the blood-devouring bead. The black-hearted old man refines it. Its function is to **** human blood and nourish itself."

Huancheng replied, "Yes~www.mtlnovel.com~ There is a blood-devouring bead on the burning stick. Then this friend cut his own hand, didn't he happen to find his own death?"

Huaiye couldn't help but whispered: "I really believed in the evil. The Sect Master also lied to us to do it by ourselves. Now the blood-devouring beads have come out."

Yang Xi said, "Sect Master must have been to Qingyun Gate and then deceived Xiao Fan."

Accompanied by everyone's discussion, Ye Twelve and Ye Liu have already become humans!

The blackened skin was wrapped around the bones, and the mouth was still wide open, and it couldn't close.

Murong looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, took Yang Xi's hand and sent it down, letting Yang Xi run back.

Looking back at Wen Ping, he finally knew that he had missed the Immortal Sect before him.

With this magic weapon called the burning stick, coming from the lower realm of Tong Xuan is to die.

No wonder the Hundred Sect Alliance will be driven out.