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"You, you killed Xiao Yue!" Han Shan's face changed, staring at Hong Ling, his eyes full of horror. He looked at Hong Ling, his face full of anger, and immediately said, "do you know, Xiao Yue is my brother in charge of the blood skeleton!"

"Why, is it that your brother, who is in charge of blood and skeleton, is more valuable than other people and can't be killed or killed?" Hong Ling sneered and said to him. The young man combined the three sad swords again, and raised the sword to the remaining two people and said, "don't say it's your blood skeleton leader's brother, or the demon prince. I've killed all of them. Today, no matter who you are, what glorious past you have. Between you and me, only one can survive. "

Han Shan and Xue he looked at each other with a strong sense of fear in their eyes. The boy doesn't look like a liar. Is it true that the prince of demon clan died in his hands? If it is, then they will die today.

"Hum, everyone will say that you killed the prince of the demon clan, it must be true?" Xue he snorted coldly, his eyes full of scorn. His long dark blue sword was cut off by Hongling with a sword of sadness, and only half of it was held in his hand.

"I didn't ask you to believe me, and what do I do that is necessary for you to identify?" Hong Ling sneered. He pointed his foot a little, and the man had already swept out.

The God of sorrow draws a cold streamer in the void, and the end of this streamer is Xue he, whose face is disdainful. For Hong Ling, the best way to stop rumors is to stifle them. Since Xue he wants to die himself, he doesn't mind sending him to hell first.

Xue he's face is fierce. He has only half a long sword left in his hand, and he is not Hongling's opponent at all. However, he didn't want to die himself, so he had to face up with a half length sword. After living in the dead sea for a long time, the materials stored in Xue he's space ring have been exhausted. Even some previously prepared magic weapons were destroyed by some powerful forces in the dead sea. The green and black sword that Hong Ling cut off is his last and best one.

Han Shan sighed a long sigh of relief when he saw that Hong Ling was taking Xue he. People are always lucky, and he is no exception. If Hong Ling is to give priority to targeting him, then he can only consider himself unlucky. Now, this young man is aiming at Xue he, which makes him feel lucky after a disaster. Although he is also the target of Hongling, what should happen in the middle. Maybe he can survive in his imagination.

Both of them knew that at this time, they could not let Hong Ling kill a person again, otherwise they would be really helpless. As the strongest of the two, Hanshan naturally wants to help Xue he intercept Hongling's attack. Although his big axe was cut off half by Hongling's sad sword, it still works. At the moment when Xue he and Hong Ling fight again, Han Shan swings his axe and sweeps towards Hongling's waist. This heavy axe was swung by him with genuine Qi and brute force. It was suddenly majestic and had the power of breaking mountains and stones.

Hong Ling frowned. Hanshan's axe is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be swept by the incomplete axe blade. By then, he may capsize in the gutter. The young man beat back Xue he with a sword, and then he swung his sword and chopped the big axe that swept across the country.

Keng, a huge axe the size of a wheel, was hard cut into two. The half of the axe blade that left the handle hit the ground heavily. The size of the wheel of the axe blade, left less than a third. Hanshan was beaten back by Hongling with a sword. He stood not far away. The axe in the blood skeleton has no feeling for the boy's monstrous strength, or has been completely numb.

"Xue he, run! Don't look back. Run as far as you can. At least, take the news back to the blood skull headquarters Han Shan shouts at Xue he standing in the distance. Now, he no longer has any illusions about whether he can survive successfully from Hongling. Only he can drag Hongling in a short time and let Xue he have enough time to return to the blood skeleton headquarters.

Hearing this, Xue he bit his teeth and looked at Hong Ling angrily. He turned around and tore up the void. He was about to run away. However, how can Hong Ling make him do it. He pointed his feet a little, and rushed toward Xue he with his sword. Han Shan was overjoyed to see Hongling go after Xue he. Taking advantage of this moment, he decided to escape himself.

"Well, you want to run?" Hong Ling snorted coldly and threw out the sad sword with a locked pupil. In an instant, the God of sorrow split into a huge sword array. It burns the dark golden thunder fire, enveloping Hanshan, completely isolating him from the power of emptiness.

After finishing this, the teenager tore open the barrier of space and walked into the void. Soon, he saw the flying crane in front of him. Hongling congealed a group of thunder and fire, and quickly threw it towards the space barrier in front of her. Bang, Tianhuang thunder and fire hit the void in front of Xue he at a very fast speed. The blazing flame, Xue he opened up the empty channel to ablation collapse.

Xue he turned his head ferociously, looked at Hongling with indignation on his face, and roared: "you really want to kill like this!"

Hong Ling looked at him and ignored him. He thought a move, people have swept out, a palm toward Xue he. Light blue water vapor, with the powerful force of the void, toward Xue he. At this time, his power was ten times stronger than that of water. Even Xue he, who was standing in the void and waiting for the battle, looked at him with a pale blue palm print.This light blue palm print, with the end of the sky thunder fire, is almost the opposite path. Hongling imitated the running route of thunder and fire in the wasteland of heaven. The spirit power of water condensed from the water palm technique went against the way and received unexpected results. This huge palm print completely covers the entire void passage, and then it is shrouded in the tiny shadow of Xue he.

Xue he raised his head fiercely, and then a strong Qi burst out of his body. He concentrated all his strength on his right fist, and one fist went towards the falling ten Zhang palm print. Bang, the fist shadow of several Zhang size intersects with the palm print, spreading a strong shock wave in the void channel.

After all, Xue he is just an ordinary friar of refining God and returning to emptiness. He is different from Hongling in strength. At this time, the shadow of his fist was defeated by the huge palm, and the whole person was blown out of the void by life. He fell heavily on the ground, spit out a mouthful of dead blood, almost shifted his internal organs, even his meridians were broken a lot. He struggled to stand up, but found that the space around him was completely confined by Hongling's great force of emptiness.

Hong Ling walked slowly to Xue he, who was imprisoned by his Qi. The young man looked at his angry eyes and stopped talking. He quickly put out a hand. He quickly pinched Xue he's neck, lifted him up and let him struggle in the air.

Click, Hongling palm Qi machine a vomit, broke Xue he's neck. Under his guidance, the mighty force of emptiness poured into Xue he's four limbs and hundreds of skeletons, crushing the vitality in his body at one stroke. In an instant, the powerful blood skeleton crazy wind sword died in the hands of the young man.

With a wave of his hand, he waved a fire and burned Xue he's body. Once again, Hong Ling stepped into the void, appeared in front of Han Shan and looked at him coldly.

"You killed Xue he!" Han Shan glared at him and asked.

"Yes, he is dead, and soon you will follow his example." Hongling looked at Hanshan, who was constantly running east and West in the sword array at this time.

Up to now, the blood skeleton of the 50 people team, only this dying struggle, refining God still empty mid-term friars. For him, there is no big threat. His mind moved, and the heavenly level magic tools on his body, one by one, slowly disappeared, and he took back the space ring. Soon, in addition to the space ring on his body, there was no magic tool left on his body surface.

With a quick move, Hong Ling removed the sword array that trapped Hanshan and held the God of sorrow in his hand. He coldly looked at the famous sky axe in the blood skeleton Pirate Group and made a gesture of invitation. His sword ceremony is obviously the last respect for this opponent. After that, they will fight life and death.

Han Shan sighed a long sigh, dropped the handle of the axe and looked at him with his bare hands. Hong Ling was stunned. Thinking that he had destroyed all the magic weapons of the blood skeletons in succession by relying on the power of the magic weapon, he was a little silent. He took up the sad sword and stood with his hands down, facing Hanshan from a distance.

"The matchless son Hongling, I have to say that you are really a strong and principled monk. Unfortunately, you are not my blood skeleton person. If only you had joined my blood skeleton Pirate Group before Han Shan looked at Hong Ling and said.

When a man is dying, his words are good. Han Shan doesn't think he can defeat or even kill Hongling, but he doesn't want to give up. The ultimate dignity of a monk is to die in battle, not to live. Even though he was a traitor and a villain, he hoped that he would die with dignity at the last moment.

"In this world, there are so many things that you don't need to worry about. Since you and I are going to divide life and death today, I, Hongling, naturally do not want to bully you with the power of magic weapons. " Hong Ling then said, "it is true that you threatened me to hand over the bloody scorpion's body and endosulfan, which disgusted me. However, I admire you for letting go of my members. "

"There is no need to mention it. When I was weak, I was let go. At that time, I didn't expect that I was used to it all these years. Today, I finally call for murder and robbery! " Han Shan sighed and lost in his eyes.

"It's a pity that you and I have to face each other in life and death, because this is the rule of life in the dark sea of death. If you don't kill my members today, it doesn't mean you won't. I must strangle all dangers at the source Hong Ling sighed and said in a deep voice.

"It's no use saying more. Today you and I can only live one person. Let me see how strong you are Han Shan suddenly burst out a great sense of war.

"As you wish, I will not keep my hand!" The young man looked at Han Shan's rising fighting spirit, and his breath was also slowly climbing.

Many people who have entered the dead sea of the nether world are mostly dying. Most of them died in battle, and a small part were trapped in this forbidden area until they lost their ability to move and slowly died. And those who can walk out of this dead land on their own are very few.

After entering the dead sea of the nether world, life and death are only in one's own hands. If you want to go out, you can't rely on others. This is the spontaneous formation of the rules of this dead land, for thousands of years, no one can break it. Those who can't get out can only fight for resources that can survive. Among them, food and magic tools are the most important.Hanshan does not regret the people who forcibly robbed Xueqiang. If they change places, they will not hesitate to rob their blood skeletons. Now, he just wants to have a good fight with Hongling as the final farewell.

Boom, two strong breath, rising from the sky, crushed the surrounding blood mist. Two lightning fast figures, constantly collide, making this area surging. One is to rely on strong cultivation, the other is to rely on monster like talent. The confrontation between the two lasted for three hours.

"Let's have a final break, my strength, only one last blow left!" Hanshan standing on the sand, his body constantly bleeding blood.

"Well, the last blow. After this blow, I will not care about your life or death!" Hong Ling nodded, and a huge Qi burst out of her body.

He pointed his feet a little, and on his fist, a dark golden thunder fire surged toward the distant Hanshan mountain. Han Shan's vision was blurred at this time, but he gritted his teeth and raised his final accomplishments to the limit. After looking at the rushed Hong Ling, he grinned, also swept out of the body, a punch to the other side. In this final battle, both sides did not keep their hands.

Boom, between heaven and earth, a huge sound, ring through the world. The two figures, standing still, had blood streaming from their mouths and noses. Bang, Hanshan fell on his back with a smile on his face. Death, in this dark sea of death, is not a kind of liberation for those who can't get out of this forbidden area of life and death for life.

Hongling knelt on one knee and half on the ground, with blood seeping from his five senses. However, he did not die. In the end, it is self-evident that Hanshan died in a heroic battle. He was hit by Hongling and broke his heart, destroying his strong vitality.

As for Hong Ling, he was hit in the throat by Han Shan. At this time on the neck, flesh and blood. Both of them are unique, but Hongling himself is as strong as a monster's body, and his extremely powerful self recovery function makes him survive. This is a fierce duel, not hatred, only for survival.

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