C642 (1/2)

”Lei Yun was killed?”

It took a long time for the crowd to come back to their senses and look unbelievable. Many people rubbed their eyes and thought it was a dream.

Lei Yuan is the ninth expert on the list. He's the strength of fighting in fairyland. He died in the hands of a young man in the ninth small realm of Yanze's fighting method realm.

On the other hand, Dou Tian's face was light and cloudless, but his face was a little flushed. The sword just now obviously consumed a lot of his soul power.

However, doutian still won and killed the ninth best in the list.

”Who else wants to die, come again!” Doutian's cold eyes scan the whole scene, and it's not enough to frighten them if they don't kill Lei Yun.

His way of cultivation is destined to advance in the process of killing.

The cause and effect of all this is just that doutian offended xianmeng and Wangdao Meng. Up to now, one by one, doutian fell under the sword and became the ghost under the sword.

This is the world of practitioners. Sometimes, if a word doesn't agree with each other, many people will die. Sometimes, in order to fight for a little cultivation resources, there will also be a river of blood.

Doutian had already seen through the cruel world and didn't show any mercy.

Before, Jin Tianlei was a good example. He didn't want to kill them, but they advanced an inch. If they wanted to make the enemy afraid, they had to kill them.

Who else wants to die? Come again!

Doutian's words echoed in the valley like thunder for a long time.

If some people thought that doutian was arrogant, arrogant, or even suicidal before, now, no one dares to underestimate doutian, a spirit Temple warrior, who can kill the ninth master in the list, which is a kind of deterrent strength.

”Boy, killing Lei Yun has exhausted your soul power. Today, you still have to die. Remember, the person who killed you is Li Yi.” Suddenly, a white robe figure appeared in front of doutian.

A purple sword Qi blooms in the void. It cuts the void and comes straight to doutian. It wants to cut his sword into two parts.

”Whatever you are, it's just a dead man. What's the use of remembering your name?” Doutian looks disdainful. Li Yi is confident. Does he think he is better than Lei Yun.

If you were a person, even if you could kill Lei Yun just now, you might have exhausted your soul power, but now Li Yi is facing doutian.

Doutian is a sea of soul power. His soul power is far more powerful than that of the ordinary fairyland. How can it be easily exhausted? What's more, the soul of Hades can absorb the aura of heaven and earth all the time.

”Blood Doutian's hand is a sword. His body is turning in the void. Shura's holy sword vibrates. In a moment, the blood below melts into the blood sword behind him.

”No, Li Yi, go back!” Just then, another figure rushed into the valley in the distance. It was a young man in a blue robe. His face was like a knife and his eyes were cold. He was almost thirty years old and his body was cold.

When Li Yi saw the bloody sword, he also felt something was wrong, as if he had been watched by a poisonous snake all over his body. Then he realized that he underestimated Dou Tian.

Without any hesitation, Li Yi stepped back towards the rear. At the same time, the bloody sword had arrived. In a hurry, Li Yi waved several swords.

Boom!

The sword in Li Yi's hand suddenly exploded, and his body was lifted by a terrible shock. There was a huge scar on his chest, and blood gushing.

Fortunately, he picked up a life, behind him, a palm suddenly appeared, stabilized his body.

”You're not his opponent. We'll play together.” The blue robed youth frowned, and his eyes to doutian were not light.

”I told you to go up together. Don't waste my time. Anyone else who wants to die will come up together.” The sound of Douba road reverberates in the valley.