People are in the rivers and lakes, playing the role of Xiongba

Chapter 106 Bloody battle in all directions

Yan Xiong's figure floated up, like a reincarnated god and demon, and the surrounding clouds flowed from time to time, like a black giant dragon surrounding it.

"I didn't expect to be able to fight against the owner of the top unique knowledge before I died. I have no regrets in life!"

After seeing Yan Xiong's menacing power, the old man finally didn't say anything about leaving Yan Xiong behind, but instead had an excited smile on his face.

"Red Blade, come!"

He called out softly.

zheng...

There was a sound of the knife, and a stone pillar next to it suddenly trembled violently, and cracks began to emerge.

click...

As a stone fell to the ground, a blood-red long knife flew out of the stone pillar.

The long knife flew out, and after spinning around in the hall, it fell straight into the old man's hand.

With the long knife in hand, the spirit of the old man changed suddenly.

Before he knew it, his back straightened, and his withered face was becoming younger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, a bald middle-aged man with a medium build and a slightly handsome face replaced the old man who was about to close his eyes just now.

The bald head just stood there, and an astonishing saber intent shot straight into the sky.

clank……

All the knives in Yang's mansion began to vibrate at this moment, as if they were about to leap out, but in the end they seemed to be lacking in strength, and they all fell silent again.

The bald head gently wiped the bloody long knife in his hand.

"Dude, come with me for the last ride!"

hum...

As if hearing his voice, the blood knife trembled.

"Your Majesty Yang Xuanming, you may not know me, but you must have heard of my elder brother Yang Xuance!

The name of this knife is Blood Blade, and it was forged by my two brothers who searched all over for divine iron, hoping to forge a divine weapon.

Unfortunately, tangible and unintentional, it is always so bad.

Today, I will use it to fight against you.

If you win, you can take away the blood knife, and you can also take this blood knife.

However, if I win, you can take the blood knife, but you can't do anything to my Yang family! "

Yang Xuanming looked at Yan Xiong and said.

Yan Xiong narrowed his eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Why should I agree to you? You are just a dying person! No matter whether I win or lose, I can take everything from this place. Why should I accept your rude words?" Require?"

Hearing this, Yang Xuanming frowned, and glanced at the suppressed blood knife.

Don't look at the blood knife and the blood-devouring sword that can suck human blood, but the blood knife is not a magic weapon, but a very decent magic weapon.

The owners of the Blood Knife in the past are all upright people, including the ancestor of the Blood Knife.

This is also the reason why the blood demon was obviously better than the blood knife ancestor, but the two masters handed over the blood knife to the blood knife ancestor.

It wasn't their master who chose the blood knife ancestor, but the blood knife chose him.

According to Yang Xuanming's thinking, since this Yanxiong can be recognized by Xuedao, then he should be an upright person.

But looking at Yan Xiong's appearance now, his personality is far from being upright, he is obviously a person who is out-and-out.

"Heh..., you are probably wondering why the blood knife helped me!
Just as the so-called authorities are fans, your Yang family thinks that hiding the blood knife here is to choose an owner for it.

But I'm afraid you have forgotten that it is a magic weapon, and it has been passed down for many years, and it already has spirits.

To have a spirit is to have wisdom.

Which wise person do you think would be willing to be sealed in this dark stone pillar by you all day long?

Although it is said that the fetish is free, it is voluntary.

You are imprisoning it now, what do you think it will do when it finds out that I have a chance to take it out? "

Yan Xiong is not in a hurry to end the battle quickly at this time.

Although the lesson that the villain died from talking too much reminded him that he should start early, but don't tell me, this kind of big boss pretending to be aggressive is really cool.

Of course, the reason for this is also because he is no longer afraid of anyone in Shake City.

"Been taught a lesson!"

Yang Xuanming was silent for a while, then replied softly.

Immediately, he looked up at Yan Xiong, his eyes gradually became sharper, "If that's the case! Then let's fight!"

As soon as the words fell, he had already slashed out.

zheng...

The sound of the knife resounded, and a ten-foot-long blood-colored light suddenly slashed out.

"Kill, kill all the treacherous and evil people in the world!"

In the dark, it seems that someone is whispering.

"Sure enough, it's a bloody battle! Yang Xuanming, if you hand over the secret book of the bloody battle, I promise to keep your Yang family alive!
otherwise……"

The light of the knife was incomparably bright, once the knife came out, the roof of the entire ancestral hall split into two in an instant, and the light of the knife cut straight at Yan Xiong with endless sharpness.

Seeing this powerful saber technique, Yan Xiong's eyes brightened, and his whole body shot straight into the sky under the gust of wind.

People are in the air, he said in a low tone.

"You break my knife before you talk!"

A murderous voice sounded, and Yang Xuanming's bright saber light chased him out.

"Humph!"

Yan Xiong snorted coldly, the gust of wind suddenly stopped, he was suspended in mid-air, the real air flowed between his hands, the frost, black clouds, and gust of wind became more and more violent.

"die!"

As soon as he exhaled his true energy, the three-point return to vitality in his hand flew out instantly.

rumbling...

The water ball that flew out became bigger and bigger in the air, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a water ball nearly ten feet in size.

The figure in the water mass became clearer and clearer, the figure resembled Yan Xiong, roaring silently.

boom……

When the bloody saber light collided with the water mass, it was as if the power of heaven had descended into the world, and the entire Songyao City was filled with rumbling roars.

Invisible ripples spread out, and the entire house near the Yang Family Ancestral Hall instantly turned into ruins.

After the roar, two figures appeared in the eyes of everyone who could see the sky above the Yang Mansion.

A bald man in tatters was holding a bloody long knife at an angle.

A young man in brocade clothes stood with his hands behind his back, and the three huge Tianhe gods and demons in the sky had already stood behind him at some point, stirring the black clouds as if they were dancing an ancient dance.

"Mobei is really going to change, more and more masters appear out of nowhere..."

On the street, the thin old man who was rushing to Yang's mansion looked at the two people in the sky and murmured.

"Wait back and send news to the sect immediately, saying that Songyao has emerged two fifth-rank masters. Both of them are from late fifth-rank to peak strength, and one of them seems to be a member of the blood knife sect!"

He turned around and confessed, a fiery red true energy emerged from his body, and that true energy supported him to fly towards the sky.

"Friend, the blood-knife sect evil spirits can be punished by everyone, I will help you!"

Soaring up, his rolling sound waves began to spread.

Yan Xiong turned around and glanced at him, at the zhenqi on his body.

Yan Xiong already recognized this true energy, which was the true energy of the Elder Sha Haizong who fought with Lu Renjia yesterday.

Thinking about it, this thin old man is the fifth-rank elder.

"Thank you! I have some grievances with him, we will settle it ourselves!"

Yan Xiong's indifferent voice came over, and at the same time, a faint killing intent began to float on him.

The ancestral hall of the Yang family under the feet still has a blood knife, how could Yan Xiong let this guy come over.

That trace of murderous intent was a warning to him, if he didn't listen.

It's just an injured fifth rank, so he can only kill people to silence him.

The skinny old man naturally felt the killing intent, he frowned, but finally stretched out, his body fell, and he stood on the top of a building and looked at the two people in the air.

"grandfather……"

On the street outside Yang's house, Yang Zhentian looked at the figure in the air with a shocked expression.

His complexion kept changing, and then he rushed towards the ancestral hall with people.

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