A blood-colored cold light was like a river of blood that broke through the sky, carrying a thick and boundless bloody aura, and the brilliant blood-colored light contained an extremely terrifying killing intent, and it attacked and killed Ye Junlang head-on.

In fact, when Ye Junlang rushed forward, he had already realized that the angels would kill the horse pistol.

But he still had to rush over, for the simple reason that if he didn't rush over, the angels would inevitably go after the white fox.

The white fox was already seriously injured under the sweep of his leg, and if the angels took the opportunity to kill him, the white fox would inevitably be in an extremely dangerous situation.

Therefore, Ye Junlang can only rush, and he can only continue to kill.

Ye Junlang expected the angel disciple to kill back the horse pistol, but he didn't expect the angel disciple's attack to be so rapid, and the blood-colored scythe came almost instantly, straight to his face.

Fast!

It's too fast, even with Ye Junlang's reaction ability, it is difficult to counterattack for a while.

Ye Junlang could only slash the saber in his hand horizontally, and with the blade in front of him, he sealed the blood-colored sickle that was lightning like a killing.

Clang!

In the flash of light, Ye Jun's saggerent saber blade blocked the blood-colored scythe that slashed at him, and the blade happened to be on the sharp edge of the hook of this blood-colored scythe, and the sharp tip of the sickle was close to the end of his nose.

Ye Junlang could sense the creepy feeling of cold and sharpness refracted on the sickle, which contained wisps of bloody aura.

The power of the angel's own secret realm was too strong, Rao is Ye Junlang's knife body sealed this scythe, and the terrifying force that could oscillate from the scythe actually pressed his arm downward, making the tip of the scythe close to his face again.

The murderous intent in the eyes of the angel surged, and his own momentum also rose in an instant, and the power of the violent and ferocious secret realm continued to suppress down the blood-colored sickle, he wanted to suppress Ye Junlang with the absolute superiority of this strength, and stabbed the tip of the blood-colored sickle into Ye Junlang's face inch by inch.

In his opinion, killing Ye Junlang in such an absolutely crushing way not only can humiliate Ye Junlang fiercely, but also shows his strong absolute strength.

Bang!

Ye Junlang's left hand held the wrist of the right hand holding the knife, and the power of the two hands converged together, and the power of his own abyssal heavy attack was continuously stimulated, and the power of his own Jiuyang Qi and blood was also frantically blessed, resisting the suppression of the power from the secret realm of the angels.

However, it is still not enough to resist.

Whew!

The sound of the piercing soles rubbing against the ground came, Ye Junlang's body retreated, and two clearly visible shoe prints were drawn on the ground, which showed how terrifying and heavy the force he was subjected to.

The tip of the scythe was also approaching inch by inch, almost touching the tip of Ye Junlang's nose.

Ye Junlang gritted his teeth, the muscles of his body stretched out, the green tendons on his arms were exposed, and the hideous muscle lines were like dragons entrenched inside, under the confrontation of that overload of strength, the skin on his arms tightened sharply, and it began to crack, and the bloodshot as thin as needle and thread began to shoot out, and the scene was terrifying.

It simply won't work like this!

Ye Junlang's eyes were red, and his eye sockets were about to crack, after all, his strength realm was much lower than that of the angel disciples, and in the face of the suppression of the angel disciples' own strength secret realm, it was already an incredible miracle that he was able to resist until now.

In front of the angels, not to mention the instant kills, the powerhouses of the four realms of other secret realms are basically the same, and they can't resist the attacks and kills of the angels in a few moves.

Laugh at!

The tip of the blood-colored scythe glowing with cold murderous intent sank down again, and the edge of the tip had already touched Ye Junlang's forehead, drawing a shallow blood mark.

A chilling smile appeared on the corner of the angel's mouth, and he continued to infuse his secret realm power, and continued to suppress it with terrifying force.

It is a great pleasure for him to kill Satan, who is famous in the dark world, in this way, to be able to see Satan's futile struggle before death, and to be able to watch Satan despair at the arrival of death in shame...... What could be more enjoyable and comfortable for him?

That's when —

"Roar!"

Ye Junlang roared violently, at this critical moment of life and death, the power secret realm in Ye Junlang's body seemed to resonate, all the power of the secret realm seemed to erupt with the resonance, turning into a majestic and heavy abyss heavy blow power, his own Jiuyang qi and blood power was further stimulated, the surging force ran through his arms, actually made the skin on his arms crack again, wisps of blood were soaring, this force inspired at the moment of life and death ran out along the blade, and he held the knife upward.

Clang!

In an instant, he shook open the suppressed blood-colored scythe, and with the help of the residual strength of this majestic force, the saber in his hand slashed downward, slashing towards the right arm of the angel disciple.

The angel disciple's face was slightly stunned, and he didn't expect that at this juncture, Ye Junlang would be able to shake away the blood-colored sickle that he had suppressed.

When Ye Junlang's downward slashing saber attacked, the angel's right arm was facing upwards and struck at the saber with the edge of a blood-colored scythe.

Clang!

A violent and piercing weapon exchange shook up, and the two terrifying forces collided with each other through the weapons, erupting into terrifying aura fluctuations.

At that moment, Ye Junlang suddenly felt a numb mouth in his right hand, and the saber in his hand immediately couldn't hold it, so he came out of his hand.

At the same time, the blood-colored scythe in the angel's hand also came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!"

The angel disciple was furious, he didn't expect Ye Junlang to be able to force the blood-colored sickle in his hand to get rid of it, you must know that he is a king-level powerhouse.

Ye Junlang is just the strength of the Secret Realm Quadruple Realm.

In the eyes of the angels, this was simply a great insult to his strength.

"Satan, your potential to fight to the death is amazing, but it can't change your fate!

The angel roared angrily, he bullied up, the fist in his right hand seemed to transform into boundless wind and clouds, and the moment the fist was shot, it seemed that there was a sound of thunder sweeping in, and the void rumbled and vibrate, like thunder resonance.

Angel Thunder Punch!

This is the angel's own fist, a punch out, like thunder detonating, strong and powerful, terrifying.

"Fist shatters mountains and rivers!"

Ye Junlang then drank violently, evolving his own "Jiuxiao Mountains and Rivers Fist" fist, he condensed the blessing of the strength of his whole body, and with the blessing of his own gravity potential field, he evolved this type of fist to break mountains and rivers.

In an instant, the fist seemed to be crushed up by 100,000 mountains, breaking through the mountains and rivers, and moving forward, and the fierce and domineering punch was also revealed, fearlessly facing the battle.