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Ye Yinfeng, who had risen up, injected the Tai Halal Qi in his body into the Linglong Panyu Sword in his hand, and a faint light burst out from the sword. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although the golden light emitted by the sword did not change much, Ye Yinfeng could clearly feel the jade sword in his hand emitting a joyful roar. The joyful roar was like the sound of a dragon and a phoenix roaring above the nine heavens.

The heroic aura that surged in his heart also poured out like a volcanic eruption at this moment, and the heavy sword shadows in his hands took up a roaring momentum towards the big net woven by the cold and terrifying aura that shrouded madly. In the air, there was a piercing hissing sound in an instant, and at that time, the sound of two completely different breaths colliding made a fierce sound. That golden light was like a bamboo, surging away the dense net of extreme catastrophic cold qi with the momentum of destroying and decaying, and digesting the strange aura that was dense into a net.

There were only a few eagle-like figures in the air, and the blue figure that fluttered above the wind. A golden mangling illusion made a scene of golden leaves falling. A desolate chill diffused from the dazzling and scorching golden rays, dripping into drips, dripping into silk, a kind of autumn drizzle of vast colors once again towards the people in the air.

Ye Yinfeng was about to vomit too innocent qi to the jade sword, but he trembled inexplicably, and a trace of strong uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart. A strong palpitation surged into his heart, causing his movements to pause for a moment, and he looked down and couldn't help but look shocked.

He saw a scene that made his eyes crack, and the Panyu Sword in his hand was also stunned, and the golden light that came out was even darker.

A ghostly figure rolled up a cold light and headed towards the old yellow dog looking up to the sky, but the figure sprang out from among the guards who had fallen to the ground. The man was short, but his movements were incomparably swift and light, and his body was even more strange than a ghost, and he held a faint blade in his hand.

The yellow dog seemed to feel a strong crisis coming, and it couldn't help but feel a thrill, and its body immediately took a few steps back, but where was the figure that shot fast. As soon as its form receded, the ghostly figure had already reached its side.

I saw a sharp cold light suddenly appear from the man's hand, stabbing towards the yellow dog who could not retreat. The old yellow dog felt an awe-inspiring cold air envelop its whole body, making it look stunned, and its movements followed, and the sharp cold light stabbed towards its neck in a blink of an eye.

Ye Yinfeng, who was in the air, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and a despair that he had never felt before leaked out of his eyes, he only hated himself for being too careless. I didn't expect that group of people didn't even let go of a dog. The tragic pain of the tsunami and pregnancy welled up in his heart, and he couldn't care about the big net woven by the cold aura that was torn apart by the jade sword in his hand.

I saw his body spin, and his feet once again stepped on the new seven-star moon chasing step, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, the Tai Qing Qi in his body surged towards his legs like a flood. He felt a tremendous force under his feet, and his body turned into a shadow like a lightning meteor and shot towards the yellow dog.

"Wang", a sad dog bark, like a sharp blade, pierced straight into Ye Yinfeng's heart, making his heart can't help but tighten, and there are waves of dull pain from his chest.

A cold light swept through the old yellow neck, and suddenly, the yellow dog's limbs couldn't help but slash and let out a miserable howl. And its neck immediately erupted with a brilliant and cold blood mist, and the old yellow dog's eyes gradually became dim from brightness, and finally its limbs twitched a few times, and in just a few breaths, it no longer had any movement.

Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng, who shot out from the sky, turned pale, and bursts of pain surged in his heart, which was ten thousand times more painful than a sharp blade piercing his heart. There was mad anger in his eyes, and his expression was like a hideous Shura Demon God. It makes people feel frightened when they see it, and their whole body is filled with coldness.

The ghostly figure who had succeeded in the sneak attack suppressed the joy in his heart, and his body floated like a light smoke, and his pale and ghostly face could be seen through the reflection of the remnants of snow. But you can also see his eccentric joy, and he is about to lower down to test the old yellow dog that has fallen to the ground and is motionless.

At this moment, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky, enveloping him with an aura of infinite destruction. The man's face suddenly showed a look of shock, and he was about to retreat, but he found that his body had been locked by the golden light that shot down from the sky. However, the true qi in his body was stagnant, and his body was like a freeze frame and could not move for half a minute.

The dazzling light continued to expand in his eyes until it enveloped his vision, and at this moment, a look of despair rose in his heart. He was already frightened by the golden blinding light, and what terrified him even more was that he couldn't even bounce it in the slightest.

With a "poof", he clearly felt that his neck was pierced by a cold breath like ice, and then he clearly felt a dull sound from the throat bone in his neck. Immediately, he only felt that a hot and thick liquid in his mouth was out of his control, and it was a brilliant red blood arrow. Then, a cold feeling like a thousand years of ice spread from his whole body, and a tearing pain immediately came from his throat, and finally, together with the huge pain, he only felt a shock to his consciousness, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

There was an unwilling glint in his eyes, and his body fell limply. At this moment, if he still has consciousness, he must regret it, regret why he had to stop for a few breaths to investigate the life and death of the old yellow dog after he attacked the old yellow dog with one blow, if he chose it for himself again, he would definitely withdraw and flee immediately after the blow, and he would not end up like this. But there is no regret medicine in this world, and there are not so many ifs in the world.

Ye Yinfeng struck a volley, his body was like a meteor, and the golden mangs that exploded in his hand were like a brilliant sword pill and stabbed straight towards the ghostly figure that attacked the yellow dog. He poured all the Tai Pure Qi in his body into the exquisite jade sword. The golden jade sword with his monstrous hatred, carrying the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, as if it had transcended the boundaries of time and space, pierced the man's throat in an instant.

As soon as the golden mang in his hand passed, Ye Yinfeng staggered to the ground, and the true qi in his whole body had already been poured into the exquisite jade sword, and there was an immediate prostration in his body, but he couldn't care about it so much. Landed beside the yellow dog. Reaching out and stroking the yellow dog's slightly cold body. At this moment, his heart wanted to drip blood, and the breath of the old yellow dog that fled with him was already weakening, which made him tremble uncontrollably.

The yellow dog's weak eyes looked at his master, and from the eyes that gradually lost their brilliance, there was a painful grievance, which was a deep attachment and reluctance to his master. It struggled to lift its head, but landed feebly on the snowy street.

"Woo", a few soft moans came out of its mouth, and thick blood flowed from under its bald neck, and the cold and hot body began to glow with thick cold air.

Ye Yinfeng couldn't help but tremble with his hands and touched the head of the yellow dog, his hands slid down from the bloody neck, and his hands were stained with the hot blood that had not yet completely cooled.

The scenes in my mind are the figure of the yellow dog, jumping and jumping, running and twisting, and the long dog tongue. The wandering escapes from the Ye family all the way are accompanied by this loyal old yellow dog. The only remaining life of the Ye family lost his life in this prosperous imperial capital.

Even if he was unwilling, even if he was crazy, this scene of interdependence once again turned back and forth from his mind.

"Ah", Ye Yinfeng's heart swelled with a resentful grief, he looked up to the sky and roared, with a strong aura like evil. The hair tied behind his head also spread out like an explosion at that moment, but his handsome face became extremely hideous because of his grief. His eyes glowed with layers of blood-like color, and reddish spots began to spread out in his eyes.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, and even the dark night was also overshadowed by the sad indignation emanating from Ye Yinfeng's body. Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the remnants of snow, which glowed softly, put away the last of its heat and turned into a gray color.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and their bodies were like ice needles piercing their bodies, and a cold cold rose from their backs and instantly permeated their bodies. They shuddered, and their eyes were terrified. They clearly saw the graceful and handsome young man, his hair fluttering in the wind at the moment, and the squatting body condensed an aura that made them tremble. Where is this young man, he is simply a powerful ghost Shura who came out of the Nine Cold Prisons.

Behind him, in mid-air, as soon as the woven net of cold aura touched the even colder aura emanating from Ye Yinfeng's body, it immediately turned into a crack and spread out, and finally the woven net also turned into nothingness. And the few guards of the Praetorian Army who were in mid-air only felt a churning blood in their chests swelling up in their throats.

Forcibly suppressed the churning bloody aura, they no longer had the strength to weave a cold net, and they fell from the air one after another. There was a look of disbelief in their eyes in addition to the horror in their eyes, but they knew they didn't have the strength to fight anymore.

All this happened for only a few breaths, and the onlookers were even more puzzled, they couldn't understand why the group of Praetorian guards who had the upper hand would give up the opportunity to tear them apart again. But that feeling of palpitations and chills has always lingered in their hearts, lingering, and it is difficult to move for half a minute.

With a cold gaze, he swept towards the guards who fell and the forbidden soldiers who did not make a move to sit quietly on horseback, and the grief in Ye Yinfeng's heart seemed to be a little stronger. And the cold aura on his body became even stronger, and the bloodthirsty eyes shot out the Dao Blood Sword, heading straight for Captain Su, who was sitting firmly on horseback.

The grief-stricken Ye Yinfeng did not completely lose his mind, but he didn't know the breath that emanated from his body, and he only felt that the three tiny vortices in his dantian couldn't help but spray out wisps of strange breath. And his body was once again filled with that wisp of strange aura, and luck, flowing around his body, he did not feel the slightest discomfort. That was the first time he had encountered such a phenomenon, and after the Halal Qi in his body was exhausted, wisps of strange breath poured out of his dantian.

The cold-faced Captain Su trembled even more in his heart, he had never seen such a palpitating look in his eyes, that look was as cold as ice, but it made him chill even more than the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing. There was a bloodthirsty aura in his eyes, and even if he killed everyone in the world, he couldn't condense that blood-clotting aura. What kind of teenager is this, so young, but there is a strange aura for cultivation. Although he had already made a high evaluation of him, he found that he still underestimated the other party, not to mention the golden soft sword in the other party's hand, as well as the other party's unbelievable swordsmanship. What made him most jealous was the sword that the other party killed the ghostly thin figure, he felt that the sword seemed to drain his soul, he faced it himself, he also knew that this sword, he would definitely be injured.

Glancing at the Praetorian guards on horseback, he slowly pulled out a long, cold-lit knife from his waist. The narrow body of the knife exudes a chill like a forest, the knife is different from the ordinary big knife, the knife is narrower and longer than the ordinary knife, and the blade of the knife looks like a moon. The handle of the knife was a few points longer than that of a normal knife, and it seemed to be more suitable for holding with both hands.

The long knife had a sharp color like a man, and there was a strong bloodthirsty aura circulating on the blade, and the cold light of the blade was dazzling, which was even more bejeweled in this awe-inspiring night.