Chapter 1172 (2/2)
Although Yan Haotian is the power of the later period of heaven and human world, the two people of the northern underworld tried their best to stop them, which made it difficult for him to solve them all in a short time.
Bang!
At this time, a dull voice rang out, and the North dark Xuan was suddenly blasted out, and his body fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood.
”Who?”
Beimingxuan got up from the ground and yelled with pale face. With a glance, he saw another man standing beside Yan Ruyu. It was Ximen Jianchen.
”Simon, it's you! What do you want to do? ”
Beimingxuan looks at Ximen Jianchen and says.
”Shut up
Ximen Jianchen glances at beimingxuan coldly. Beimingxuan is forced to step back by the terrible intention of killing. Now he is just entering the Holy Land and is not the opponent of Ximen Jianchen.
Xiao Yifeng, who is fighting with two masters of Beiming clan, sees Ximen Jianchen's appearance and his face changes. He looks dignified and worried.
”Xiao Yifeng, your master killed my parents, killed my whole family, and killed my family. Today I will let you taste the pain of your own woman dying in front of you.”
Ximen Jianchen looks at Xiao Yifeng coldly, and there is a fierce cold light in his eyes.
”Ximen sword morning!”
Xiao Yifeng roared directly. All the nine throwing knives in his body shot at each other. At the same time, his eyes turned red, and a sense of killing burst out from him.Shura eye!
Xiao Yifeng directly cast the Shura eyes that he hadn't used for a long time. Two blood lights burst out from Xiao Yifeng's eyes.
He fell on the void and turned into a sea of blood. The sea of blood rolled down towards the two masters of the northern underworld clan, and instantly enveloped them together.
On the other side, Ximen Jianchen watched the nine throwing knives coming, and directly waved the top grade sword in his hand.
Keng! Keng! Keng! Keng!
……
A series of clear and harsh clanging sounds sounded, and the nine throwing knives were all hit by Ximen Jianchen.
”Boy, let's have a good experience of the feeling that our own women die in front of us.”
Ximen Jianchen cheers coldly, and the spirit sword in his hand is waving directly at Yan Ruyu. Although the latter is injured by the experts of the northern Ming clan, he instinctively resists when he sees Ximen Jianchen's sword coming.
However, Yan Ruyu is only half a step away from the strength of the human world. She is also injured. She is not the opponent of Ximen Jianchen at all. Her whole body is blown away by Ximen Jianchen's sword, and she bumps into a tree with a mouthful of blood.
”Go to hell!”
Ximen sword stabbed Yan Ruyu's chest in the morning, obviously to kill him.
”Like jade!”
At this time, Xiao Yifeng's Shura eye used up all his strength to kill the two people in the middle of the northern underworld.
However, because of his excessive use of Shura eyes, his blood spurted out, and his eyes were red and bleeding.
Looking at the Ximen sword, a sword in the morning is about to pierce into Yan Ruyu's body. Xiao Yifeng's eyes are about to crack, and his body rushes over with the fastest speed.
”Am I going to die?”
Yan Ruyu looked at the sword stabbing her chest, her mind was blank, and her eyes were filled with regret and pain.