Chapter 691

"What? You cut my horn? " The horned warrior said in shock.

Aware of Ye Hongtian's strong attack, the horn wielder immediately released the power he had just absorbed into the horn, which pushed Ye Hongtian back and opened his distance.

This distance also gives Ye Hongtian time to rest. At this time, ye Hongtian is out of breath.

It's very expensive to use the twin swords. With Ye Hongtian's sword waving for such a long time, his hands are already numb.

Ziming has come to Ye Hongtian from the edge of the challenge arena. Seeing ye Hongtian's panting appearance, he shows a sarcastic smile.

Being watched by purple Ming, ye Hongtian's mouth twitches for a while, hoarding his unhappiness and preparing to vent it on the horn wielder.

When the rest was almost over, ye Hongtian walked step by step towards the horn wielder, who constantly rubbed his horn and didn't know what he was doing.

A forward rushed to the horned warrior, and the front stab of the cliff stabbed into the wound that had been stabbed before, and the blood that had been stopped gushed out like a spring.

This time, he was not prepared to pull out the sword like this. The golden way sword also stabbed at this position, and the two swords finished piercing into the shoulder of the horned warrior.

One foot sweeps down the horn wielder. Two swords hold the horn wielder firmly on the ground. Release the handle of the sword and greet the horn wielder with a fist.

After fighting for a while, ye Hongtian was tired of fighting, but he didn't react at all. His breath was very weak. He felt that he would die with another punch every time, but he could not die.

"I don't believe you are immortal!" Ye Hongtian pulled out the cliff and roared.

Holding the hilt tightly with both hands, he aimed at the man's heart and inserted it, directly penetrating the man's heart.

The heart was penetrated, and the man's dispirited breath gradually dissipated. After confirming the man's death, Ye Hong stood up.

Click! CLICK!

Just stand up, this person in the hand of one-man above appeared countless cracks, in the blink of an eye is full of the whole one-man.

At last, the one-sided character broke, and ye Hongtian just pulled out the sword of the golden way from the man's shoulder, took the cliff back to the heaven and earth bag, and let the sword of the golden way dissipate.

Just as ye Hongtian was about to turn around and walk toward the purple hell, he suddenly felt his feet had been caught. Looking back, he found that the supposed dead hornholder suddenly looked at himself with a wicked smile, and it was the hand of the horned warrior who was holding his foot.

"It's not dead?! Are you really immortal? " Ye Hongtian's eyes widened.

He tries to shake off the hand that the Horner grabs his foot, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't do it. It's like sticking to it.

A breath of terror erupted from the horn wielder, who was originally the eight heavy of Zhenyuan, suddenly turned into the nine of Zhenyuan.

Zhenyuan 8zhong is already so difficult to deal with. Now it has become Zhenyuan Jiuchong. Ye Hongtian can't help but take a breath.

The golden way sword condensed in an instant, and a sword was cut on the arm of the swordsman holding the horn, and the arm of the swordsman with the horn was cut off.

Quickly back to Ziming, ye Hongtian looks at the horned warrior who is climbing up from the ground. Although there is no horn, ye Hongtian feels much stronger.

After that, ye Hongtian finds that the arm of the swordsman who had been cut off by him has recovered.

"What kind of monster is this? It's too difficult to take the inheritance because it can recover quickly after being killed. " Ye Hongtian murmured.

He said he looked at the side of Ziming, but Ziming has been staring at the light blue flame in his eyes, which makes Ye Hongtian burst into a bitter smile.

Not far ahead is the pillar of light leading to the next challenge arena. If he wants to escape, he can leave through that pillar at any time.

However, Ziming wanted the heterogeneous flame, and ye Hongtian didn't want to give up the inheritance, so he gave up his plan to escape.

"Ziming, you don't want a different kind of flame. It's difficult for me to fight with him alone. Help me, too." Ye Hongtian said to Ziming.

Purple Ming smell speech nodded, obviously also saw the strength of the angle warrior, both hands immediately appeared two regiments of flame, ready to fight.

Seeing that Ziming agreed to assist in the battle, ye Hongtian temporarily stopped the burning of Gufeng's blood essence. A sharp pain hit his whole body, making Ye Hongtian show his teeth.

Holding back the sharp pain, ye Hongtian's brow slowly formed a silent thunder bead. Due to the telepathy between them, they didn't need to send any signal at all, and they rushed up together.

The two men form a packet attack. Ye Hongtian throws jimie Leizhu directly at the top of the horn holder's head, while Ziming throws out two purple fires in his hand and circles a wall of fire around the horn holder to prevent the horn holder from escaping from the attack range of Ye Hongtian's jimie Leizhu.

"Well, it's a small skill!"

The one who holds the horn takes a look at the fire wall around his body. He looks up at the silent thunder bead which has reached the top of his head and snorts coldly.I saw him jump up and rush to jimie Leizhu. He grabbed it in his hand and pinched it out.

The energy of annihilation Lei Zhu swept out of the horn wielder's hand and instantly devoured half of the horn wielder's body.

Half of his body was destroyed, the horned warrior seemed to be shocked by the power of Ye Hongtian's attack, but he did not show a look of panic.

"Take it

When the horn wielder drinks this word, the energy that was still sweeping away disappears inexplicably.

At the same time, ye Hongtian can clearly feel that the man holding the horn has become stronger and more dignified.

"Every attack will be absorbed. Doesn't it mean that the more you hit him, the stronger he is? How can you fight?" Ye Hongtian said so.

Looking at the horn holding man below him, he instantly grows half of his body destroyed by the silent thunder bead. Ye Hongtian's mouth is convulsed again, and he doesn't know what to say.

"It seems that it can only be destroyed by ten thousand channels, but the next duel will be held in two days. I don't know if I can recover my strength in two days."

Ye Hongtian thinks so. He already has the cone of wandaomie in his hand. The breath of terror emanates from the cone of wandaomie.

The breath became stronger and stronger, forming a series of hurricanes around, which wrapped Ye Hongtian.

The swordsman below seems to feel the breath around Ye Hongtian's body, and his feet kick the ground to fly.

Fly to Ye Hongtian and stare at Wan daomie in Ye Hongtian's hands through that layer of hurricane.

After staring at Wan daomie for a breath or so, blood flowed out of the corner of the eye of the man holding the horn, which made his face show a look of shock.

"What is this?! Five elements, space There's still time! So many rules! You! What is the origin of it? "

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