Wu Po Jiuxiao

Scarlet flickering, sword Qi vertical and horizontal!

Ye Fantian's five fingers seemed to be like dragon claws, flying up and down from time to time, flashing a strange light, and his eyes had turned into scarlet light at this time.

But the original light of wisdom in this scarlet has completely disappeared.

Killing, killing, crazy, scarlet, bloodthirsty, crazy...

Negative emotions kept resounding in Ye Fantian's heart.

"Kill, kill as much as you can, completely release the dissatisfaction and bloodthirsty madness in your heart, and let your strength and mine merge together."

Like a devil whispering in the ear, the mysterious voice resounded continuously, but at this moment, Ye Fantian did not show any resistance, and the scarlet eyes began to follow the whispering cry of the other party. become more terrifying.

The terrifying energy in every gesture of his hands was released wantonly.

Behind Ye Fantian, the zombie-like bodies had begun to be knocked down by him continuously, breaking them into pieces.

A trace of mysterious dark fluctuations floated above Ye Fantian's head, where a pair of strange and mysterious eyes gleamed with a greedy look, looking at Ye Fantian's body that kept moving and the posture of killing, above these eyes The terrible luster began to become more and more intense.

"This body will be mine...hahaha..."

While speaking, this pitch-black shadow roared and rushed towards Ye Fantian.

Ye Fantian, who was originally dull-eyed, suddenly moved at this moment, his pupils expanded and contracted crazily, his right hand was like a knife, as if he was waving it at will, but in fact he completely closed the area within a radius of [-] meters. covered.

Hei Ying's abnormally scarlet eyes suddenly widened, and his body gradually shrouded in sword intent gradually became clearer. It was clearly the image of an old man with a thin stature and no more than 1.5 meters. Not only is it obscene, but it also has a disgusting greed and evil look on the whole.

But at this moment, the pair of bloody eyes became dull:

"You...you are so likely, so likely to wake up, my soul-severing technique can't be resisted even by a warrior-level powerhouse, it's impossible, how could you resist it."

An excited expression appeared on the face of the mysterious black shadow, and that unbelievable expression obviously showed how angry the other party was at the moment.

Ye Fantian didn't speak, the knife aura in his hand kept suppressing downwards, the terrifying and sharp knife aura completely broke everything around, and immediately the black figure was cut by Ye Fantian's knife aura without any chance to breathe. Countless fragments.

"Bastard... bastard, I, Lord Flying Mouse, am immortal. Even if you defeat me, I won't die. Boy, your body is determined by me."

But suddenly at this time Ye Fantian's palm felt a burst of heat, and then a lifelike long dragon was seen circulating mysteriously in that palm, accompanied by a violent and noble dragon roar, a powerful devouring force could not be contained It began to radiate from Ye Fantian's palm.