Chapter 688

Yan feijue frowned, the whole person could not help but back a step. Although he has never fought with Ye Cuo, he can't help but be very afraid of Ye Cuo.

The secret room is not big. You can see everything clearly in the room.

See ye CuO very weak lie on the ground, motionless, side also lie a figure appearance is not inferior to Su Ya's beauty, it seems that because of excessive exercise, collapse coma in the past.

"Boss ye, I failed you." Tong island Master mouth and nose bleeding, cough to leaf wrong way.

All the people in Longteng, looking at Ye Cuo, wept with joy.

Since the founding of Longteng, it has fought against the independence and the thirteen churches, and won many battles. No matter who it fought against, it has never lost.

Today, it's the first time.

All the people were crying with joy.

"Boss!"

"Boss, you are finally out of the gate. Our brothers have died miserably!"

Brother Long's body is full of blood. There is a huge wound on his chest. You can see his white bones. His eyes are full of hatred.

These dead mercenaries around him were trained by him.

Ye CuO is still lying on the ground, eyes swept Yan feijue, deep eyes gujingbubo, can't see any emotional fluctuations.

"Yecuo, you're finally out. That's good, so that I won't kill you today. People say I'm a sneak attack and I won't win. " Yan feijue said faintly, "from today on, Longteng has been erased from Yunhai city. In the future, this is a base of the Yan family. If the people of Longteng want to stay and take refuge, the Yan family will give them the best treatment. If they don't want to, they will leave their lives. "

Yan feijue's voice was calm, without a trace of arrogance, but the tone that no one paid attention to was arrogant to the extreme.

"Even if you go out, you are a mole ant compared with the Yan family."

Yan feijue's words make the heart of Longteng sink.

Yes, Ye is wrong. Can you take a taxi?

These three elders of Yan family have the same strength as Yanbei Hui. They are all experts of tianbang. In addition, Yan feijue, who doesn't show his real strength at all, what can ye CuO do even if he is closed for a period of time?

Tong island Master and his wife lost, Tong Bao lost, Pei Ao lost, the master of refuge, injured, injured to death.

Yan family, a family of thousands of years, the strength is really terrible.

What's more, ye CuO didn't move until now, lying on the ground, is there something wrong?

"Ye Cuo, I heard that you still have a very strange martial art, which can turn your skin into scales? Tell me the secret of your martial arts. I can only cut off your hands and feet and spare you from death! " Yan feijue looks at Ye CuO and walks towards the secret room step by step.

Pei Ao on the ground, slowly sat up and said: "I said, if you want to kill Ye Cuo, you need to step on my body first!"

He put his hands around his chest, and his clothes were windless. The magic sword on the ground flew directly and returned to his hands.

Yan feijue sneered: "Pei Ao, the magic sword can't deal with me. You have a strong mind and are sincere to all things. I'm the same, but you and I think differently. You have no magic in your heart. You don't know magic sword at all. If you dare to give it to me, it will follow me. "

Pei Ao couldn't help shivering.

In fact, he really can't play the power of the magic sword. The magic sword is spiritual and can recognize the Lord. Since it's called magic sword, it's natural to recognize the Lord as the most evil person in the world.

Pei Ao is not such a person. He just uses his pure heart to suppress the magic sword.

And Yan feijue, just now he cut off his third martial uncle's arm, you can see that this is a man with a devil in his heart.

If the magic sword reaches Yan feijue's hand, it is most likely to be used by him.

Pei Ao this Lengshen, Yan feijue suddenly shot, a palm in Pei Ao's chest, directly hit his chest collapsed down, flew into the secret room.

Seeing that he was about to hit the wall, he broke his tendon and was held by one hand.

Yan Fei eyebrows jump, unexpectedly did not find when ye CuO stood up.

Ye CuO holds Pei Ao in one hand and says faintly: "fortunately, it's bitter."

"Boss!"

At this time, even Yan Xie looked at Ye CuO nervously.

Ye CuO slowly put Pei Ao on the ground and walked out.

At this moment, every time he landed, people could feel the ground shaking. And it is very strange that the shaking is not that ye CuO's feet are too heavy, but that everything around seems to have life because of Ye CuO's feet.

Every step of Ye CuO is a heartbeat of the earth. Heaven and earth, seem to follow Ye CuO to move together.

"Dong", "Dong", "Dong"

This is a kind of magical rhythm. If we can dissect the leaf wrongly now, we will find that the bones of his whole body are golden, just like gold.

This is the real keel, ye CuO from this moment, is not a strict sense of human.

With every step of yecuo's life, his body is gradually changing, with a layer of golden scales covering his body.

Back of the spine, each section has a half foot long spines, hands into sharp dragon claws, feet shoes have been turned into dragon claws, forehead, two small dragon horns grow out, eyes into a narrow golden pupil.

"Do you want to learn dragon skill?" Ye CuO's light tunnel.

He is now, like a monster, Yan people, are a little scared to look at him.

Yan Fei snorted coldly: "it's just a strange martial arts skill. It's so strange that people are not ghosts. What's so terrible?"

An old man beside him said in a loud voice: "yes, ye Cuo, you killed my ninth younger brother with your evil Kung Fu. Today, I will use your blood to worship him. "

With that, he clapped his hand at Ye Cuo.

It was Ye CuO's Dragon skill that made him move cautiously. This time, he tried his best, and his palm style was ten times more terrifying than just now.

A palm has not yet fallen, palm wind has been shrouded in a few feet, the dust on the ground, suddenly. This palm has the power of a thousand jin. If you hit Ye Cuo, you will surely die.

However, the next second——

The old man's body stopped in mid air. A golden claw passed through his chest. In the center of his palm, he still held a beating heart.

Another old man's liver and gall want to crack: "old seven!"

He roared wildly, with a momentum of destroying the sky and the earth, and rushed towards Ye Cuo. In an instant, his fists had made hundreds of fists in the air.

And the next second, ye CuO's hands, each holding a fist.

The old man struggled and didn't move. He was startled and looked up to see ye CuO's golden pupils, lifeless and indifferent to death.

"Yecuo thief, I - ah..."

Hiss, like tearing cloth, the old man's two arms were torn directly from his body, together with a part of his body.

He threw the old man whose life and death were unknown on the ground. Ye CuO looked at Yan feijue indifferently: "do you want to learn dragon skill?"