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"Murong night!"

Seeing the sword air in the sky in the distance, the pupil of the sneer blade trembled, his voice was a little hoarse, and his face was full of bitter color. He recalled a word Murong night had said in his mind.

Once he did this, it was the time of his death, but I didn't expect the day to come.

"Sword dance in the dark, sword dance in the dark, you are still the king of the dark." Sneer blade very solemn way, face is full of color of bitter smile.

Long Ji is dead, Jin Xie is dead. Now Murong night is going to die too. He was the only one who killed the king. Is it his turn to sneer next?

Sneer blade is never afraid of death, but now he doesn't want to die. He doesn't have the face to see Longji and Jinxie.

"Big brother!" Murong Xue's hoarse voice came from a distance. He didn't realize the value of brotherhood until he was about to lose it.

What was the so-called hatred that he had been thinking about before in the face of blood thicker than water?

Murong Xue rushes to Murong night, but is resisted by many skeletons in Hunyuan battle holy land. He can only watch Murong night and Yan Luozi die together.

Murong Xue can't remember how many times his elder brother has saved him. Since he was a child, Murong night has been protecting him, and Murong night has been carrying such a big name.

Sneer blade and shadow wind are also constantly moving towards the battlefield of Murong night and yanluozi. They know that Murong night has been injured and it is impossible to kill yanluozi if they want to fight normally.

If yanluozi does not die, they will be killed by yanluozi even if they do not die in the hands of skeletons.

Murong night and Yan Luozi die together. There is no way. If they don't try their best, they will die.

High above the sky, the sword roars fiercely, covering the whole void. There is a complete riot, and the storm of soul power is rolling and climbing.

The crowd couldn't see the two people in the sea of sword Qi, which could only be described as terror.

Countless skeletons, which were close to each other, were smashed by the sword Qi, turned into countless powder and filled the void. Then they were devoured by other skeletons.

"Let's go!" The killer of Yan Luo mansion saw a skeleton getting stronger quickly, and he was scared out of his wits.

Fortunately, there were only two or three skeletons in the third small realm of Hongmeng God of war. However, in the twinkling of an eye, there were more than ten skeletons in Hongmeng God of war, and they were still increasing.

The sea of Qi of the sword is like a meat grinder. After a long time, the skeletons below the realm of Hongmeng God of war will die if they touch it. Seeing this scene, even Sikong cangjian and others feel chilly.

He has been able to clearly feel one or two strong breath in the air, there are two skulls in the third small realm of Hongmeng God of war, ready to break through the fourth small realm of Hongmeng God of war.

You know, the skeleton in the third small realm of Hongmeng God of war is no longer what they can fight against, not to mention the fourth small realm of Hongmeng God of war. Even if Sikong hid his sword, they did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

"Elder martial brother, let's go quickly." Luo yuluo looks dignified, and things are obviously beyond their expectations.

"Don't leave until Yan Luozi is confirmed dead." Sikong Cang sword cold voice way, cold eyes staring at the sword gas sea, didn't see Yan Luozi die, he didn't plan to leave.

Luo Yu's eyelids fluttered, and there was a kind of deep uneasiness in his heart. His eyes swept around. In his opinion, although these skeletons were strong, if he wanted to go, they would not help him.

For a moment, Luo didn't know where the uneasiness came from, but it also reminded him to leave as soon as he found something wrong.

Sikong cangjian didn't continue to fight. Instead, he looked at the sky coldly and said in a cold voice: "not only Yan Luozi is going to die, but all the people here have to die. With the white bone army to help me, the task of fighting the temple is just a matter for me."

If Luo yuluo knew what Sikong Cang thought in the heart of the sword, he would be surprised. Is the temple of war God ready to fight against Yanluo this time?

You know, he didn't hear anything, not even a sign.

"Murong night, my son will defeat you!" Suddenly, a sharp howl came from the sea of sword Qi. Then, a figure rushed out from inside and appeared hundreds of feet away.

"Yanluozi!" The crowd's pupils trembled slightly. They were surprised to see that the figure was Yan Luozi.

At the moment, Yan Luozi was covered with blood. There were many bloody sword marks on his body, and several of them were turned over, with white bones.

His long hair dyed with blood was flying in the void, and the terrible murderous spirit was released from him.

Although he survived from Murong night's sword, he was also seriously injured, which was never happened before. Yan Luozi was also extremely angry

"he didn't die!" The pupil of the sneer blade trembles slightly. Murong night's sword is terrifying. He knows very well that when he used it, he just realized that it was only Hunyuan battle holy land. He killed the peak of Hunyuan battle holy land without exerting all his strength.And this time, he did not kill Yan Luozi. How could he believe that.

"Even if I'm not dead, that's about it." Sikong zangjian saw Yan Luozi's tragedy, and his face showed a bright smile. He stepped on his feet and was ready to kill him.

However, as soon as he moved, he was stopped by Luo yuluo, shaking his head and saying, "elder martial brother, wait."

"He's half dead now. What are you waiting for?" Sikong cangjian's face is cold and stern. Usually Luo yuluo is in the limelight. If it wasn't for Luo yuluo's respect, he would have slapped him in the face.

"Yan Luozi is angry now. He will definitely kill those people. Maybe he will be killed without us. Of course, he will die together. In this way, elder martial brother's hands won't be dirty." Luo Yu shakes his head.

How could he not know that Sikong zangjian didn't like him? If it wasn't for Sikong zangjian's son, Luo yuluo would have killed Sikong zangjian.

"Ha ha, younger martial brother, your sentence has been my favorite for so many years." Sikong zangjian laughs. This flattery makes him very comfortable.

"Elder martial brother, I'm just telling the truth." Luo yuluo is very respectful, but there is a cold light in his eyes, but Sikong cangjian can't find it. He is still enjoying Luo yuluo's compliment.

Shaoqing, the sword Qi in the sky finally disappeared, and there was no sign of Murong night. Needless to say, Murong night died, and there was no skeleton left.

Yan Luozi suddenly burst out laughing, and his eyes turned coldly to Murong Xue, who was fighting with the skeleton in the distance.

"Good death, Murong night. You will regret your behavior. If you die, your brother Murong Xue will die as well!" Yan Luozi grinned and wanted to kill Murong Xue immediately.

Whoo!

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Luozi had already made a move. His speed was very fast, and he could not catch his figure at all. Even if he was injured, his strength was still terrible.

"Dead? Big brother is dead? " Murong Xue has no master, the whole person has become muddled, did not care about the killing of Yan Luozi.

Even the attack of the skeletons around him, he did not put on him. In a moment, he became a blood man.

"Death Yan Luozi suddenly appears in front of Murong Xue, and a bloody sharp blade shoots out of the blood fog, straight to Murong Xue's soul sea.