As soon as Yang Kai sacrificed his shield, countless blood blades had already hit him, and slashed on the shield like a full moon scimitar, making earth-shaking sounds. The continuous rushing force even retreated to Yang Kai's body.

Seeing this, An Zhiyong's expression not only showed any joy, but also became much more serious, because the other party's purple shield looked dull and could block his blood blade. It was obviously a virtual-level secret treasure of not low level. He swung his short axe even harder.

When he swung the short axe, it seemed that a pulling force was emitting from the short axe, pulling the blood blades blocked by the purple shield, whirling and attacking Yang Kai from all directions again.

"Control the Yuan?" Yang Kai frowned, but he quickly denied this idea, because An Zhiyong obviously did not understand any control technique. This blood blade could allow him to change directions against the enemy, and it should be the power of the secret treasure.

Thinking about this, Yang Kai sighed lightly.

He has been defending, just to see what shocking methods this disciple of the Demon Blood Sect has. After all, he will still live on the Dark Star in the future, fight more with these local forces, and be able to prepare for him to meet these warriors in the future.

Who knew that although An Zhiyong had the cultivation level of the third level of the Saint King, his body was mixed and impure. The methods he used were certainly strange, but he could not pose any threat to him at all.

He also lost the intention of temptation and took away the purple shield, exposing himself to countless blood blades.

Seeing this, An Zhiyong was overjoyed. Although he didn't understand why Yang Kai gave up on defense, he also knew that the opportunity should not be lost and he would not come again. He waved his short axe hard, driving countless blood blades to linger on Yang Kai's side, and was about to hurt him severely.

Yang Kai looked at him coldly. Just as the blood blade was added, a dark magic flame blew out of his body. The magic flame was extremely hot. As soon as Yu appeared, the temperature in a radius of dozens of feet increased sharply.

As soon as those blood blades touched the demon flame, they melted and could not cut into the demon flame at all.

An Zhiyong looked shocked. Before he could use his back, Yang Kai was already as thunder as thunder and quickly approached him. For a moment, the dark magic flames were powerful and directly wrapped An Zhiyong in it.

Fighting and screams came out, and An Zhiyong's shouts were mixed with messages of anxiety and horror.

The opponent's dark flame seemed to be quite restraining his evil holy essence. He was shrouded in his aura by his opponent. He could not have much strength at all. If he had not had one or two defensive secret treasures to protect him, he would probably have been killed by him in one encounter.

This is the two-level realm of the Holy King? An Zhi was confused with his mind. Could it be that this was disguised by a powerful man from the Return to the Void Realm?

Just when Yang Kai and An Zhiyong were in a fight, Ye Yangrong and Deng Ning were also in a battle of life and death. Deng Ning was wrapped in a cloud of blood. With all the means, he could only barely protect himself, but he could only delay at most half a stick of incense. After half a stick of incense, he felt that he must be doomed. His junior brother's secret technique of demon blood transformation has reached an extremely high level, and it is not something he can resist.

Just when he was frightened and uneasy, Ye Yangrong suddenly withdrew some of the power of the blood cloud, which greatly reduced his pressure. He was happy and he used all his methods to restore some of the decline.

Ye Yangrong's voice came out through the blood cloud: "Junior Brother An, what are you doing? Hurry up and kill that person to help!"

Although he heard An Zhiyong's screams, he thought An Zhiyong was deliberately acting to delay time so that he could fight Deng Ning and both sides were injured. However, he didn't know that An Zhiyong had no time to answer his question at this moment, his face was extremely pale, and he was beaten up by Yang Kai.

It was precisely because Ye Yangrong was so suspicious that he did not do his best to deal with Deng Ning, and was preparing to leave some strength to compete with An Zhiyong for Deng Ning's legacy.

For a moment, both battlefields were filled with a strange aura. One party was planning and refused to do his best, the other party was in pain and sweating.

But soon, the situation became clear.

After only half a cup of tea from An Zhiyong to Yang Kai, with An Zhiyong's scream, his figure flew backwards like a severe injury, vomiting a bunch of blood mist in the air, his face was ashes, and his eyes were filled with horror.

The moment he flew backwards, Yang Kai's figure also followed, and before he could land, he punched him in the chest.

An Zhiyong only had time to scream heart-wrenchingly, his chest sank directly, his eyes gradually lost their light, and then his body burst into pieces in the air.

On the other side, after hearing An Zhiyong's scream, Ye Yangrong's heart burst out and looked here. He happened to see the tragic situation of An Zhiyong's body bursting, and exclaimed in a burst of voice: "How is that possible?"

The moment of shock made his blood cloud tremble, but Deng Ning took this opportunity to escape from it, stood aside in a mess, looked at the blood cloud panting, and looked at Yang Kai who was closing his fists over there in surprise, with a look of incredible, joyful, and extremely complex expression in his eyes.

An Zhiyong died, Deng Ning escaped, and Ye Yangrong also knew that something was wrong. The blood cloud transformed into squirmed, his body revealed, frowned and looked at Yang Kai, silent.

"If you dare to move, I will let you die!" Yang Kai shook the blood stained in his hand, raised his head, and glanced at Ye Yangrong indifferently. His eyes were like a butcher looking at the lamb in the sheep pen, making Ye Yangrong's body feel cold for no reason, like falling into an ice cellar.

Although the other party was just a threatening word, Ye Yangrong inexplicably felt that he really had this ability, and he was afraid of it and really didn't move.

He opened his mouth and was interrupted by Deng Ning before he could speak. Deng Ning clasped his fists at Yang Kai, forced a smile and said, "My friend, thank you for helping him!"

He looked earnest and obviously thanked him sincerely. After all, even if he was a disciple of the Demon Blood Sect, he would be grateful if he had been saved by someone.

"It has nothing to do with you!" Yang Kai replied coldly. He couldn't say much about Deng Ning. After all, when this guy was being chased by his two senior brothers, he flew towards him, obviously trying to drag him into the water.

Moreover, before, Ye Yangrong and An Zhiyong suspected that Yang Kai was Deng Ning's helper arranged here, so he had no intention of denying it. If it were other holy kings, if he had done this, he would not have the life to be alive? He would only be a tragic devil in a mess.

But putting himself in his shoes, Yang Kaifu probably would have done this if he was in a situation like Deng Ning. So although he didn't like Deng Ning's approach, he had no intention of pursuing it. The other party was just to save his life, so how could he care about so much at that time?

After being choked by Yang, Deng Ning looked embarrassed and was very tactful. He did not get entangled in this issue anymore. He said with a solemn expression: "Friend, can you do a good person to the end? Then help Deng kill this wolf-hearted person. Deng will be rewarded afterwards!"

As soon as these words were said, Ye Yangrong's face changed drastically. Only then did he realize that the young man in the two levels of the Holy King was really not the helper arranged by Deng Ning. In an instant, his regretful heart was blue.

If he had known this, he would have caused trouble for himself and asked An Zhiyong to deal with Yang Kai? He would have been serious about sending him away earlier, but it would be useless to regret it now. An Zhiyong has been killed by him, and the other party looked at him with annoyance, clearly being involved in this inexplicable dispute. Judging from his ability to kill An Zhiyong within half a cup of tea, if he really joined forces with Deng Ning, how could he have the life?

Ye Yangrong's heart suddenly became up and down, looking at Yang Kai nervously, secretly worried about what kind of answer he would give.

What surprised him was that Yang Kai just rolled his eyelids, looked at Deng Ning, and shook his head and said, "I have no interest in interfering in the grudges of your brothers."

Ye Yangrong's expression relaxed. Just when he thought he could escape, Deng Ning said, "Friends, we are disciples of the Demon Blood Sect. If you kill my Senior Brother An, if Ye Yangrong goes back, the matter here will inevitably be exposed. You may be in trouble at that time."

"Do you want me to kill you all to silence?" Yang Kai grinned, his eyes turned on Deng Ning and Ye Yangrong a few times, and his malicious look made both of them beating wildly and worried.

Ye Yangrong was already scolding Deng Ning in his heart, hating Deng Ning for being unscrupulous, but the other party said this, he was delighted and said immediately: "Junior Brother Deng, this friend doesn't seem to be easy to talk to. Let us put aside the grudges within us for the time being, how about joining hands to deal with him?"

Deng Ning sneered, and simply refused without thinking: "Sorry, I'm not interested in joining forces with someone like you."

After rejecting Ye Yangrong, he looked at Yang Kai and said solemnly: "It is no exaggeration to say that killing people to silence them. However, if my friend kills me, there is nothing to say. After all, if you don't intervene, I will definitely die this time, but even if I die, I will not let this person have a good time!"

He looked at Ye Yangrong with a grim smile, his face full of ferociousness, as if he had been forced to abandon the Blood Melting Pill, which made Deng Ning extremely crazy.

"You are crazy!" Ye Yangrong was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

But just as he moved, a spiritual pressure that made him change color suddenly came from the sky. At the same time, his defense of the sea of ​​consciousness was instantly broken, and a spiritual attack invaded it, hidden without causing any release.

Ye Yangrong sweated heavily in an instant, knowing that if he moved again, his sea of ​​consciousness would inevitably be attacked. This spiritual sense is so strong that it is no less than a warrior at the two levels of Return to Void, and he is not able to resist it.

He immediately did not dare to have any abnormal movements. He looked at Yang Kai with great fear, and his eyes trembled violently. He could not believe that the spiritual attack would be sent by such a person.
Chapter completed!