Chapter 943

Whiz! Whiz!

Out of the mall, Yang Waner and Luo Feng use their lightness skills to walk in the vast wasteland.

Han xuanben, dressed in black, looks back at Yang Waner's side.

Under the light moonlight, the huge light curtain connecting the heaven and the earth of the mall is only a small handful of finger size, rolling hills, just like a giant standing on the earth, full of desolate and cold atmosphere, without a figure.

"Yang Wan'er, you have a better sense than me. Have they kept up?" Han Xuan asked in a low voice.

Yang Wan'er nodded gently, and a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes. "When they came out of the mall, they didn't hide their footprints deliberately any more. There is a breath of nearly ten people in the neighborhood. "

"Ha ha, it seems that Zhou Yan will definitely eat us this time."

Han Xuan smiled, but the laughter was full of a sense of killing.

The two ran out for several miles, and the huge light curtain of the mall disappeared completely.

At this moment, the waning moon hides in a cloud layer. There are only a few stars shining in the night sky. The sky is dark.

"Be careful, they are catching up."

Yang Wan'er and Dai Mei raise their eyebrows. They seem to feel something and suddenly open their mouth.

Whew!

Her voice just fell. In the night in the distance, the sharp sound of breaking the sky came. We could see several figures approaching this side quickly. They were so fast that they pulled out a stream of streamers behind her. The sand and stones were all rolled into the air by the violent airflow.

"Ha ha Stay! "

The laughter rings, a person pulls out the sword, a sword cuts out.

Wheeze!

The air is cut open. A concentrated Blue Sword Qi cuts through the night. The void flashes. The sky breaks through and cuts into Xiangyang Wan'er and Han Xuan.

In the shadow of the distant hills, Luo Feng saw the sword light and frowned, but he didn't make a move.

He can see that these people are not the rivals of Yang Waner and the man in black. What makes him more concerned is that there are still several breath around.

These breath are very horrible. I'm afraid that the accomplishments of the two of them are no longer under the leadership of Qian Yuan. They are the medium-term warriors of the eight levels of lingxuanjing.

Just to his surprise, these people are just lurking around and their breath is converging. It seems that they have no intention to appear. If they are not strong in soul and strong in perception, it may be difficult to find their existence.

"Wan'er, they are not in danger for the time being. Let's wait and see what happens." Feeling the hidden breath around, Luo Feng also tries to keep his breath as close as possible, and the whole person seems to be completely integrated into the shadow of boulders.

In the face of the incoming sword light, Yang Waner had been prepared for a long time. She stopped at a hillside and put her right palm in the air.

Boom!

There was a thundering sound, and the air nearby suddenly burst open. A hearty vitality palm gang was facing the sword Qi.

Sword Qi and palm Gang meet in the middle of the way, and suddenly two bursts open. The broken Qi force cuts the nearby ground to pieces.

Taking advantage of this short time, the following seven people catch up,

BAM BAM

The soles of the feet fell to the ground, and the ground was shaken by a thick crack. Seven people stood in half circle, encircling Yang Waner and Han Xuan.

The first middle-aged swordsman of the seven, his eyes swept over Han Xuan and Yang Wan'er, and finally stopped on Yang Wan'er. He said without expression: "the exquisite palace is full of fire and sun. It's worthy of reputation."

That sword just now is his pen.

Yang Waner looks at seven people. She is the first swordsman she knows. She is a guard captain of Tianwei Business League. She is called Qin Tian. She has the strongest strength among the seven people. She is one of the seven late warriors of lingxuanjing.

The breath of the other six people is also very strong, and the realm is between the five and seven levels of the spiritual realm.

The bottom of my heart sneers, but Yang Waner is looking at the middle-aged swordsman, quietly drinking: "what are you doing?"

The middle-aged swordsman's eyes were cold, he shook his sword and said with a smile:

"it's nothing. My young master wants to invite you to go to your house to talk about the past. Oh, by the way, and this Mr. Luo Feng, you are the honored guest that our Mr. Luo wants to invite! "

Said, the middle-aged swordsman's eyes fell on Han Xuan, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Luofeng......"

Hearing the middle-aged swordsman's address to the man in black, Luo Feng was a little embarrassed. But to his surprise, Yang didn't contradict.

Han Xuan snorted and didn't speak.

Yang Wan'er looked at the middle-aged swordsman and chuckled: "it was originally to invite us to Tianwei business alliance. I happened to have something to find Zhou Yan. Please lead the way."

Looking at Yang Waner's beautiful smile, the middle-aged swordsman was stunned. Just now, he saw that Zhou Yan had not come yet. He made up a lie casually to delay time. Who ever thought that the other side could believe it so easily? Instead, he was stunned.

"Captain!"

"Be careful!"

At this time, the six fighters in the back suddenly showed their panic.

Boom!

In the dark night, the burning light soared. In the bright eyes of Yang Waner, a golden flame leaped up, and the index finger of her right hand volleyed out.

Poop!

The red and inflamed light condenses into a line, flashes in the void, and appears in front of the middle-aged swordsman in an instant.

The middle-aged swordsman was shocked and angry. He turned all his strength in his body. When his right hand shook, the sword light jumped around his body, forming a silver sword light shield, and guarding himself firmly. He wanted to block it.

However, he underestimated the speed of burning light.

Poop!

The finger power passes through the middle-aged swordsman's right shoulder immediately before the formation of the sword light shield. A warrior behind can't avoid it. There is a baby fist sized hole on his head immediately, and he falls straight down.

Deng Deng

The middle-aged swordsman retreated for several steps. His right shoulder was bleeding. Looking at Yang Waner, his eyes were covered with blood.

At this moment, even if he is a fool, he knows that he has been fooled, and the other side has long been aware of their purpose.

Yang Wan'er did not change her face. She went forward step by step, with cold eyes.

The middle-aged swordsman's eyes beat, knowing that it's useless to worry about any more. He shouted: "let's do it together and kill them. You are rewarded! "

"Kill!"

The six warriors roared, and the figure flew out, forming a encirclement and hurtling towards the sun.

"You don't have to do it."

Yang Waner whispered to Han Xuan.

Han Xuan was stunned and nodded, "be careful yourself."

Whoo

Yang Wan'er's eyes are moving, and the burning light around her suddenly condenses into a golden feather coat, which is shining. The whole person seems to be standing in a golden fire light, gorgeous and charming.

"Kill!"

A young warrior running in the front, first of all, starts to work. His body is full of vitality. His right hand is like a burning iron. It's red, which slightly distorts the nearby air. He wants to block her action and let others do it.

Yang Waner doesn't retreat.

"Jinyan is in heaven!"

A hot and domineering breath spread from Yang Waner's palm. A red palm of nearly 10 meters in size penetrated through the palm. It not only defeated the red palm gang of young martial artists, but also the young martial artists were shocked to spit blood and fly.

"Be careful!"

"Back off!"

The two martial artists who followed changed their faces. They didn't expect that Yang Waner's accomplishments were not much higher than them, but their strength was so excellent. The young martial artist, who was originally the top six accomplishments of the spirit whirling environment, was only one step away from the spirit whirling environment. He was scared to death. He did not want to use lightness skills to avoid the range of the spirit.

However, the speed of Zhanggang is faster.

Bang!

There was a slight shock in the air. The vigorous Qi of the two warriors' body guards was broken. The whole person seemed to break a sack and fly out. There was a crack of bone in the body, and a lot of blood was spewing from the air. It was impossible to live.

When Zhou Yan came, he would be less dangerous. Yang Waner would not be merciful.

Brush!

In a flash, Yang Waner appears in front of a martial artist in blue, and the jade points at the vigorous Qi on the other's chest.

"So fast!"

The idea flashed in the heart of the martial arts in Qingyi. The vigorous Qi and the body were pierced at the same time.

"Damn, ugly woman, don't be so arrogant! Die for me! "

Next to him, a big man roared. A fierce spirit erupted from his body. His muscles were puffed out, his clothes were torn, his left foot was shaking the ground, and his fist went out.

This fist is fierce and incomparable, covering Yang Waner and the martial arts in Qingyi at the same time. Before the fist strength is reached, the fierce fist wind will roll the fist sized stones on the ground into a random collision, which looks like a huge pneumatic drill from a distance.

Boom!

The earth trembled. Where Yang Waner was, there was only a huge pit left. There was a big hole in the back of the hole. It was pierced by fists. There were also red traces around. The ground was stained red by blood.

Seeing this scene, the big man's mouth was up, ready to laugh a few times. A burning breath came from behind.

Bang!

Yang Wan'er looks at the last swordsman when he kills the big man with one stroke.

The last swordsman looked at the fallen big man. His face was slightly stiff. The anger in his eyes suddenly turned into extreme panic. His body was frozen in place and he dared not move. The long sword in his hand was slightly shaking. He felt Yang Waner's eyes, and a chill hit his head from the bottom of his feet.

"Ah! Die for me! "

With a loud cry, he took his sword in both hands and shot towards the sun.

Yang Wan'er was too lazy to watch this kind of attack without rules. When she pressed her hands, one vigorous hand flashed out.

Boom!

This swordsman, even with his sword, was blown out for tens of meters.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged swordsman who had just recovered from some injuries and was ready to do it himself changed his face several times.

Because this task can't be missed, he carefully selected these people, even in the whole Tianwei Business League, they are all experts.

In the past four or five breaths, six people died miserably, and there was no resistance at all. He had never seen the medium-term martial arts of the seventh level of lingxuanjing. With such strength, he was just as strong as a monster.

Seeing Yang Wan'er looking over here, the middle-aged swordsman took a breath of cold air, his eyes twinkled, his heart turned, and he hesitated whether to fight for the World War I or to retreat at once, how far away it was.

Eh!

In the distance, Luo Feng suddenly looked up to the sky in the direction of the mall, his eyes slightly fixed.