Heavenly God Mnemonic

The five people behind him were Zuo Jun, He Yiding, Lu Wan, Gongsun Ao, and Yan Xu.

The faces of all five of them were covered with a layer of cold frost, their faces were white and lips were black, their eyes were blood red, and the blood vessels on the skin were clearly distinguishable, as if they had been poisoned, and they seemed to have practiced a certain technique. Into the body.

Except for Yan Xu, the other four were staring at Yang Qingxuan savagely, their eyes flashing with murderous aura.

The four of Yang Qingxuan became vigilant. The five of them knew that it was abnormal at a glance, especially Zuo Jun. However, within five days, all the serious injuries had recovered, and there must be something strange in the body.

When I think about it again, the corpse killed by the poisonous hand outside the valley is afraid that the hearts of these four people have been twisted and abnormal.

"Yang-Qing-Xuan!"

Zuo Jun gritted his teeth and uttered every word with endless hatred and murderous aura.

Under this hatred, the air swayed slightly, and the diffuse white mist was also shaken away.

Yang Qingxuan snorted coldly, and said, "Hehe, my brother is amazing."

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.

"Kill! Kill all four of them! Hahaha!"

Zuo Jun cried and laughed and went crazy, shouting hoarse, venting all the depression that had been in the past few days!

The three of He Yiding roared at the same time, and even Gongsun Ao's sissy roar rushed over.

Yan Xu laughed strangely: "Jie Jie, it's just a shame to lose. Is it so crazy? You can't afford to lose."

"Snapped!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Jun slapped him in the face and slapped him out. After turning a few times in the air, he landed on the ground, his mouth full of blood, and his face was full of consternation and panic.

Zuo Jun stared at him coldly, and said coldly: "What did you just say? Say it again."

"me……"

Yan Xu was stunned by his gaze, thinking of the horror of this person, he couldn't help but shudder, and said, "I, I will deal with Yang Qingxuan."

"stop!"

Zuo Jun said angrily: "What are you, Yang Qingxuan is my opponent, I want to tear him up a little bit, you go away!"

"Yes Yes."

Yan Xu replied again and again, not daring to have a temper, and bowed his head and said, "I will help Lu Wan them."

With that, he ran away in a hurry, helping Gongsun Ao deal with Meng Rui.

The three of them were shocked when they met again. In just a few days, the opponent not only recovered from the injury, but also had better strength.

Between the hands and feet, they all carried an extremely powerful and fierce momentum, and contained the power of gloomy cold evil.

Meng Rui fired several knives in succession, and Gongsun Ao who was slashed yelled "Aoao", and a lot of colors appeared on his body instantly. But the other party became more frustrated and courageous, completely inconsistent with his previous character.

"What is going on with these people?"

Meng Rui was secretly shocked, the sword in his hand was getting faster, and he wanted to kill Gongsun Ao first, and then help others.

"Jiejie, sissy, after inhaling the extremely yin aura for so long, you will lose out when you come up. Let this uncle help you."

Yan Xu laughed strangely, then floated, countless dark chains flew out of his body and covered Meng Rui.

Meng Rui was startled, and said in secret: "Are they absorbing this extremely yin spirit?"

The body jumped up, the sword was vertical and horizontal, and it cut off the chain, and the "bang bang" sound of a piece of metal intersected.

Yan Xu's martial spirit is the "Hengjiang Iron Cable", which means that a iron cable traverses the river, which makes people unable to go up or down, which is very commensurate with his own sinister character.

Gongsun Ao immediately got a chance to breathe, and after yelling for a few times, he rushed forward again.

Yan Xu originally existed in the middle stage of Lingwu, and under his joint efforts with Gongsun Ao, he directly suppressed Meng Rui.

Yang Qingxuan stood quietly on the top of the mountain, his robe dancing like a cloud by the cold wind, his face was still, but he was watching the battle of the three in his heart, and his brows frowned slightly.

He also felt that the five Zuo Jun were in harmony with the extremely cloudy environment on this mountain.

Zuo Jun's Martial Spirit Poisonous Hand Zunquan was originally yin, and it was reasonable to integrate with the surrounding environment, but the other four were obviously not like this before.

Zuo Jun laughed, and then couldn't help laughing out loud, "Haha, hahahaha. God helped me not only to create such a wonderful wonderland for me, but also to guide you to death. , Remove the devil for me!"

He grinned and said coldly: "After killing you, I will cultivate here for ten or eight years, and I will definitely break through to the original martial realm. At that time, the entire Cangnan Kingdom will respect me! Zuo Family Those old guys, and Zuo Heng, I will definitely come back, take away my lost things with my own hands, and send you to **** one by one! And Wu Qiyue, if you dare to hurt me, I want you to kneel under my crotch , Can't survive, can't die! Hahahaha!"

Yang Qingxuan's expression remained extremely calm, until he said the word "Wu Qiyue", his eyelids jumped, his eyes shrunk slightly, and he couldn't help but shoot out a few cold stars.

"Why, are you upset to hear that I am going to play with Wu Qiyue?"

Zuo Jun noticed the change in his expression and grinned and said, "You are going to die soon, don't worry, I will play with her, let her completely forget you, and only remember me in her mind. Hahahaha!"

Yang Qingxuan said coldly: "When the dream is over, I can die with satisfaction."

A chill dissipated from him, without anger and prestige, giving people a sense of danger.

The smile on Zuo Jun's face stiffened, then turned into a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Yang Qingxuan, do you know that what I hate the most is your dead face that is neither salty nor indifferent!" I want to step on it!"

Yang Qingxuan sarcastically said: "You shit, I can't even step on it. I can't avoid it."

"Ah, die, die!"

Zuo Jun was violent at once, and the terrifying poison gas spread out on itself, bursting out, with a pale black color, instantly invading the surrounding white mist into a haze.

The yin aura, as if inspired by him, gathered on him.

Zuo Jun looked savage, raised his hand and grabbed it upwards, only to see that the Yin Spirit Qi mixed with the poisonous gas, turned into inextricable strands, and gathered down.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes were cold, staring at the poisonous gas rolling, his heart sinking slightly, the poisonous gas was stronger than before, not to mention, with the extremely Yin Qi of the surroundings, it gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Beneath the sleeve robe, Yan Yang Zhen Qi quietly revolved, and the five rays of Yan Yang gathered in the hands, and the sleeve robe was agitated by the hot wind.

Zuo Jun angrily smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill you directly, I will smash you into pieces!"

"Poisonous Hand Zunquan-Hammer of Yin Eating!"