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Chapter 589: Yang Yus wrath!(1/2)

boom!

It was like a thunder thunder blew into the sky, and the eagle that had not stopped for seven days and nights, finally whimpered and fell to the sky under this huge fluctuation.

"Um?!"

Daoren Lin reacted very quickly, and his palm was pressed down suddenly, and the surging true energy flowed in, stabilizing the imbalanced goshawk with powerful control.

When I looked up, my pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Yang Yuyi's hair was all open, his face was red, and his hot and surging blood was surging. He suddenly opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Going into a devil?"

Lin Daoren was shocked and did not dare to neglect. Deep in his hands, one in front and one behind, pointed to the large acupoints around Yang Yu's body, hoping to calm his blood and blood.

But he was stopped by raising his hand.

After using his whole life, Yang Yusheng suppressed the roar that was almost about to break through his chest, and the redness in his eyes almost covered his pupils...

"you?!"

Lin Daoren was shocked.

After fighting side by side for seven days and nights, he had never seen such a huge ups and downs in his mood. Even if he was trapped in the siege of the Flying Eagle Arrow Team, he had never made any mistakes.

This is……

"Nothing happens..."

In a hoarse voice, Yang Yu took a deep breath and closed his eyes:

"False."

This sentence is for the goshawk.

Trepid ~

The latter's long-lasting sound was filled with relief and without any hesitation, swooping down into the distant sky, and with the cover of wind and snow, it fell into the vast mountains.

“What the hell happened?”

Before he could land, Daoren Lin could no longer hold it back and his intuition told him that something must have happened.

"Nie Longtian's goal is me, but you shouldn't be careless..."

Yu Yang did not answer, and stretched out his hand and pushed Lin Daoren and the healing pills in his hand into the air.

The latter was seriously injured and unprepared. He was caught off guard and was pushed into the mountains and forests.

"you?!"

Daoren Lin staggered to the ground and looked at him in shock. No matter how slow he was, he realized the problem:

"Yes, something happened to the teacher?!"

There was no answer. With the pressure of Yang Yu's palm pressing, the death toll burned, the goshawk, who was already extremely tired, had to whine and soar into the air again.

"Prime Yang!"

Daoren Lin was extremely frightened and chased through the wind and snow. However, even if he was seriously injured, even if he was intact, how could he chase the goshawks hundreds of feet above the sky?

I had to growl low and run into the wind and snow.

"The Black Mountain Old Demon!"

The strong wind could not dissipate the four big words that popped out from Yang Yu's teeth. In the fierce wind and snow, he pressed his hand on his chest, suppressing the grief and anger in his heart.

But the scenes seen through the Nether Book seemed to be frozen in his mind, causing the murderous intent to surge in his heart to almost break through the halo!

It was the same violent storm. On the wasteland, the huge city was like a giant beast lying across the sky and the earth, and he kept his mouth shut.

And in front of the tall city gate, the old Taoist with white hair and beard was nailed to death on the city wall, and the sticky and hot blood dyed the wind and snow red...

"Real person..."

Drips of blood squeezed out from his tightly clenched fingers. Yang Yu felt his body trembling, and great sorrow surged into his heart.

Alone in a foreign land, he always felt anxious and nervous in his heart that ordinary people could not understand.

During the past decade of practicing martial arts, in addition to fighting with others, he was on the road to fighting. The past year has been the most peaceful day he came to this world.

That is what the old Taoist has obtained with his life...

And at this moment...

In the ups and downs of his chest, the scorching flames were burning. Yang Yu closed his eyes tightly, his breathing became heavier, and his voice was extremely hoarse:

"Little Devil."

"Master Kuixing..." Guiying responded nervously in the broken pages of the Ming Book, and he felt a great horror.

"I can't see my life. I promise you to read the books of the underworld and see how long is my life span?"

"ah?!"

The ghost baby was shocked and panicked in his voice:

"Kui, Master Kuixing, you, you want..."

"I want to kill someone!"

...

...

Huh ~

The wind and snow mixed with gunpowder slowly spread, and there was already a dead silence inside and outside the northwest city.

Not to mention Wu Changbai and others, even the big boss, Zhao Xuanyi, had a pale face, and everyone's eyes were all looking at the city gate.

In the bloody holes that were transparent in the front and back, it seemed that you could see the internal organs and spine. Zhenyan Taoist staggered to the ground, covering his face with his hair.

There was a burning life fire that gradually dissipated.

In front of him, the Yunni Taoist robe rolled up, and the talisman light was shattered, turning into stars and dispersing, and blood also overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

His control of timing was naturally exquisite. However, the old monster's methods were too fierce and could strike back at such a critical moment...

"What a 'If I get my life, I will have it.' This move of rebellious life is really not inferior to the domineering fist. If you have not damaged the origin, you may really lose my life..."

Amid the drifting smoke and dust, a sound that was so calm that everyone felt desperate, spread, and two arms stretched out.

No, not right.

He squeezed his broken right arm with his left hand.

Both sides suffered losses...

Seeing this scene, the city became angry. If such a shocking blow could not hurt him at all, it would be too terrifying and terrifying.

However, before this thought even flashed, everyone's eyes changed again.

Smack ~

In the dust, the old demon just casually held his broken arm towards the wound, and a creepy scene happened.

It can be seen from the naked eye that dense granulations grew from the wound where his broken arm was not left with blood, and he breathed for several breaths.

The broken arm has been connected, and it looks smooth and there is no injury at all!

Crack ~

The old demon slowly twisted his arm, making a sour sound of rubbing muscles and bones. His eyes swept over, and the noise that was not already there was completely gone.

quiet!

In the dead silence, despair rose uncontrollably in someone's heart.

"This old monster..."

Looking at this scene, the boss's forehead was sweating and his heart turned yellow. He couldn't help but flick the copper plate in his palm back and forth.

Xie Qihu was in front of him, and he was trembling all over, but he still had some thoughts on the copper plate that his big boss had fiddled in the palm of his hand.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Why show off your tricks? You broke more than your arms..."

The old and weak voice came, which was the old Taoist Zhenyan.

His condition was extremely poor. His internal organs seemed to stop squirming in the holes that penetrated the front and back.

But a smile came out from his pale face:

"You are not as good as Xuanba, there are so many!"

"Yeah?"

The old demon raised his eyelids slightly: "Although there are only three moves to fight, you should know that this is a seventh-point mystery..."

"One can't beat, seven can't beat..."

Rejecting the support of Taoist Yunni, the old Taoist fell to the ground, without any reluctance or cowardice, but instead smiled faintly:

"Your balance has been broken, but you still dare to stay in Guanzhong?"
To be continued...
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