V2.Chapter 454

This palm was quick, ruthless, and unexpected. King Rakshasa tasted the fate of underestimating the enemy with almost no effort. Those who witnessed this scene widened their eyes.

What should they say?

Rakshasa King was attacked? This wave of operations is too awesome?

"This...this is too treacherous..." Qingyan couldn't bear to look directly, co-authoring was pressing the IQ of Rakshasa King to the ground and rubbing it.

"What do you know? It's called a soldier who never tires of deceit!" Ying Liu Yu Yourong said, the young master is always right, and everything is right!

Qingyan rolled his eyes, thinking of something, and then stared at Sikong Ye who was aloof and said: "By the way, did the ancestor break through the ninth level? Can he deal with the Rakshasa King?"

The cultivation of the longevity art to the ninth level, in terms of realm, is not much different from that of the Rakshasa King, but there will be differences in the specific strength of one righteous and one evil.

The Rakshasa King practiced evil arts, and he made himself into an evil creature that was neither human nor ghost. Under the same realm, the evil creature was much stronger than the master, but this kind of power was not without a price, after the war , the backlash that the evil creatures endure will be much more terrifying than that of the masters. In other words, when both of them are exhausted, Sikong Ye can still use his moves to make the final counterattack against the Rakshasa King, but the Rakshasa King is almost unable to resist.

This is one of them, and the other is that in the future, King Rakshasa will have more difficulty than Sikong Ye in improving his realm.

Of course, the first and the second are things to come later. There is no master of the same realm who can consume the evil things to the end, because they are often killed by the evil things before that.

Today was doomed to be an accident, because a certain Rakshasa King underestimated his enemy, and he was injured by Sikong Ye. As a result, the Rakshasa King's innate advantage in the practice method was gone, and the strength of the two was basically equal. Let's see if King Rakshasa killed Sikong Ye with a quick knife, or if Sikong Ye exhausted his oil lamps by his ability.

Another wave of high-level Asuras from the Sang family rushed over, but unfortunately, with Yan Jiuchao present, no one could approach Mingshan for half a step.

In a duel between masters of this realm, just the collision of internal forces is enough to destroy the entire Mingshan. In order to prevent the Mingshan from being affected, Sikong Ye led King Rakshasa to a high place and fought him fiercely.

The three little black eggs were fished into the house by Old Cui Tou and hid under the table.

The three of them were dishonest and scrambled to get out, but Lao Cui head hurriedly held them down. Lao Cui said with a headache: "What kind of children are these? Didn't you see it outside?"

"Mmmm (fourth sound)!" Dabao struggled to climb out.

Old Cuitou grabbed him with one hand, and soon Erbao also crawled out. Old Cuitou had to free up his other hand to hold him, and when there was little treasure left, he had no hand: "You, the surnamed Qiu, are Help me!"

Grandma sneezes!

The duel between the two peak masters, aside from the risk of life and death, the fight itself is extremely exciting. Since the annihilation of the Wu clan, the Sikong family has never produced a master of the ninth-level longevity art, not to mention the blood rakshasa. People in Wumingdu have never even heard of it, so let's not talk about what they saw with their own eyes.

This is simply a visual feast!

Many people secretly swallowed their saliva, saying that if they could see this once in their life, they would have no regrets in death.

"You said... who will win?" Ying Liu asked in a low voice, the two of them have already tried hundreds of moves, but they still can't see who has a better chance of winning, "Isn't the Rakshasa King of the Sang family injured? Can you fight like that?"

Qingyan sighed: "That's an evil thing. Haven't heard a word, saying that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall?"

Ying Liu curled his lips and said, "It seems that he is from the Central Plains."

Qingyan said slowly: "I'm not from the Central Plains, but I am more literate than you."

"Cut~" Now, Shadow Change Liu rolled his eyes.

Ying Thirteen decisively changed positions and stood between Ying Six and Qingyan.

Qingyan glanced at Ying Thirteen indifferently, do you need to protect Xiao Liu like this? When no one looks like an old man!

"Moon Hook!" Qingyan raised his arm and put it on Moon Hook's shoulder.

Yuegou glanced at Qingyan lightly: "I'm not used to you."

Disgusted Qingyan: "..."

Yu Wan looked at the two who were fighting in mid-air for a moment, and murmured, "Grandpa, you must not lose..."

If they lost, with the fierceness of King Rakshasa, none of them could survive.

King Rakshasa called at Sikong Ye with a palm, and Sikong Ye swiftly avoided him. On one side of his body, he gave him a palm from a very tricky angle. This time, King Rakshasa did not underestimate the enemy and took it seriously. .

Sikong Ye suddenly looked behind King Rakshasa: "Nine Dynasty, attack him!"

The Rakshasa King turned his head sharply.

But where are the nine dynasties and ten dynasties?

Sikong Ye slapped King Rakshasa's shoulder with a palm, and King Rakshasa suffered from pain and was knocked back dozens of steps.

The Rakshasa King was angry, roaring and rushing towards Sikong Ye.

Sikong Ye suddenly stretched out his hand: "Hold on! We can't fight like this! Do you still remember the promise you made with me?"

Agreed... fixed?

Sikong Ye said sternly: "You promised me, have you forgotten?"

He... promised... yes... he... what... what?

Sikong Ye moved his two fingers, and there was a black pill on the tip of his two fingers: "You said that anytime I take it out, you will promise me one thing."

The Rakshasa King looked at Sikong Ye strangely.

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself and see if you can remember it." Sikong Ye lightly threw it to King Rakshasa.

The Rakshasa King took the pill in his hand, looked left and right, and heard a bang, the pill exploded!

The Rakshasa King was blown up, his face was black, and his hair was burnt.

Sikong Ye sneaked past with another palm, and the sneak attack was successful again.

Yu Wan could see that King Rakshasa was using his skill to fight, but her great-grandfather was using his brain to fight. If the two of them had blood on their heads, then after being attacked so many times, King Rakshasa's blood was slashed. It should be half off.

So, where is the absolute power gap? The tactics are good, and the opponent can't find the north in the same fight!

Of course, this is also based on the premise that Sikong Ye's realm is high enough. If he were someone else, the Rakshasa King would be able to crush him with a single pressure.

"Nine dynasties, sneak attack on him!" Sikong Ye looked behind King Rakshasa again.

Repeated tricks? King Rakshasa said he would never be fooled!

As a result, Yan Jiuchao slapped his back with a palm.

The Rakshasa King who was attacked again: "...!!"

King Rakshasa was completely angry, he used his ultimate move, only to see him rise in the air, spread his arms, palms up, and condensed two hurricane-like murderous auras.

Everyone thinks that he has been attacked so many times, and that he will be seriously injured. It is only a matter of time before he will be defeated. Sikong Ye, who had been with him for a long time, couldn't help showing a solemn expression.

Although it was unbelievable, he had to admit that Sang Qiuhan was not the defeated general who could easily be dealt with before. His realm and strength were enough to make Sikongye treat him differently.

If everything Sang Qiuhan did was just to make Sikongye really notice him, or even fear him, then he did it.

Seeing the traces of blood gradually emerging in the air, Sikong Ye sank his face: "Sang Qiuhan, don't be impulsive, the grievance between you and me is the matter of the two of us, and it has nothing to do with the disciples of Mingshan. It has nothing to do with the people of Mingdu, if you want to fight, I will fight with you, we will find a place where no one is there, and have a hearty fight! Fight until you are satisfied! I have nothing to say about life and death!”

King Rakshasa did not speak, but his eyes gave his answer.

Back then, when King Rakshasa was still Sang Qiuhan of the Sang family and Sikongye's companion, he wanted to have a hearty battle with Sikongye countless times, but it was a pity that Sikongye didn't give him this chance at all, and Sikongye disdained him. Hand in hand!

Even in the occasional one or two discussions, Sikong Ye was very perfunctory, and Sikong Ye never looked at him directly!

In the eyes of Sikong Ye, a martial arts genius like him is not even qualified to be looked at!

If those words had been told to him decades ago, he would have responded ecstatically, but now, the person who is not qualified to negotiate the conditions is Sikong Ye!

The Rakshasa King's inner strength was shocked, and a blood mist filled the sky over the entire Underworld. This was the blood energy from the people of the entire Underworld, which was being sucked into the air by the Rakshasa King little by little. Drain it, and Mingdu will completely become a dead city.

Mingshan has suffered the most, and some disciples have already fainted due to excessive blood loss.

"Jinghong!" Yu Wan looked at the little disciple who fell in front of her, and hurriedly fed a blood coagulation pill into his mouth, but this was only a drop in the bucket, and the efficacy of the blood coagulation pill was far behind that of his blood loss. speed.

Sikong Ye said coldly: "Sang Qiuhan, you can't do this! It's not because I'm afraid of you, but because you were not my opponent before, and you won't be in the future! If you are wise, stop quickly, otherwise I won't give it to you. Live!"

King Rakshasa said confidently: "Let... the horse... come over... come..."

Sikong Ye's eyes narrowed, and he took the longevity formula to the extreme, and used his internal strength to draw a sharp blade: "Nine-level longevity formula, you are optimistic."

Sikongye's blade of inner strength attacked King Rakshasa fiercely. Just as King Rakshasa flicked his sleeves to resist, Sikongye fired another hidden weapon, catching up with his own sharp blade that condensed Sikongye's strength. He slammed into a corner and missed the Rakshasa King. With a swish turn, he stabbed the little Rakshasa who was hanging upside down under the branch.

This is the Nine-layer Longevity Art, once the little Rakshasa is hit, there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

The Rakshasa King also used most of his strength to resist, and his internal strength was also evacuated.

Little Rakshasa opened his eyes wide in horror.

Yu Wan didn't expect the grandfather to come, so she took a deep breath and held her breath.

Although King Rakshasa's remaining internal strength is not enough to launch offense and defense, he can mobilize Qinggong. At the critical moment, he dodged under the tree and blocked Sikongye's fatal blow with his body.

The internal force of the Longevity Art had invaded the Rakshasa King's body, and exploded like ice flowers in his tendons and internal organs. The Rakshasa King spat out a mouthful of blood, the pressure was exhausted, the blood mist gradually dissipated, and his momentum was gone!

The little Rakshasa cried when he saw King Rakshasa who was vomiting blood!

The Rakshasa King flew up, broke the black iron chain, and carried the little Rakshasa to perform Qinggong and left the Mt.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Qingyan said: "Did we win?"

Yu Wan stared blankly at the direction in which the little Rakshasa left, but did not speak.

"King Rakshasa doesn't die for a day, and the Underworld will never have a peaceful day." Sikong Ye fell back to the ground and looked at the direction where the two Rakshasa Kings left. He really broke through to the ninth level, but Sang Qiuhan was not. , He forcibly improved his skills and broke through to King Rakshasa, but his realm was not stable. Rao was unstable, and he had to use deceitful methods to defeat him. It's hard to hurt him again.

What is there to say?

While you are sick, I will kill you!

"Grandpa, where are you going?" Yu Wan asked Sikong Ye, who was also planning to leave with Qinggong.

"I'm going to kill King Rakshasa, and now he's seriously injured, it's a good time to do it!" Sikong Ye is not a kind person, and he will pity and let the other party down because he is seriously injured. He understands better than anyone else. King Rakshasa is no longer the original Sang Qiuhan. He has no humanity anymore. When he recovers, the first thing he will do is to destroy the Mingshan Mountain. By then, many people will die.

"Grandpa... Grandpa, too..." Yu Wan couldn't stop Sikong Ye.

King Rakshasa was seriously injured, and it was not difficult to catch up with Sikong Ye's light effort.

About half an hour later, Sikong Ye stopped the Rakshasa King who was vomiting blood near the forbidden area of ​​the Sang family.

Sikong Ye kicked the Rakshasa King to the ground with one palm.

The Rakshasa King fell on the ground several times, and the little Rakshasa in his arms rolled out.

"Sang Qiuhan, what are you doing wrong? You have to make yourself into a blood rakshasa. If I don't kill you today..." Sikong Ye didn't say anything after that. He and King Rakshasa knew each other very well. If King Sha does not die in the hands of Sikong Ye today, the entire Underworld will be destroyed in the hands of King Rakshasa in the future.

Sikong Ye urged the longevity formula, turned his internal strength into a blade, and stabbed the Rakshasa King's heart fiercely.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the little Rakshasa rushed over and lay on the body of King Rakshasa——