Tomb Robbery: Qilin Bloodline, spoiled by the little brother at the Beginning - Chapter 345
Chapter 346
He felt that the aura on the other party’s body was extremely dangerous, making him feel suffocated.
Although Zhang Yiqian is a first-class saint.
But if you fight with a saint.
He definitely won’t have any chance of winning.
And this guy’s strength is definitely far beyond him.
At this moment, this young man in black brought Zhang Yiqian a great sense of crisis.
This young man in black is a saint.
“This guy is a Yaksha clan Tianjiao night !! ranked three hundred and eighty-nine on the sage list”
“This person is a peerless demon of the Yasha clan, the top race on the side of the Holy Domain.”
“It is said that he once killed a second-grade saint powerhouse, which is very terrifying!!”
Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Yiqian and said.
“Oh, no wonder !!”
After listening to Fatty Wang’s narration.
Zhang Yiqian suddenly realized.
“How? Scared?
This night Mo raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth and stared at Zhang Yiqian and said.
The rest of the people’s gazes swept towards Zhang Yiqian and the others, all with indifferent expressions.
“Afraid? I, Zhang Yigan, have never known how to write a word for fear, so I can use it if I have any skills!!
Zhang Yiqian looked at Yemo and said directly.
“Hmph, since you want to die, then I will send you to hell!!”
Yemo looked at Zhang Yiqian with a frozen expression, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.
Rumble!!!
Immediately, Yemo wielded a long knife that was as black as ink.
This long knife bloomed with a monstrous demonic aura.
In an instant, he slashed out towards Zhang Yiqian, bursting out with terrifying power.
“Kill !!”
Zhang Yiqian burst into a loud snort, and all the power of the saint in his body was mobilized.
Thundered!!!
A series of thunderous sounds sounded.
Zhang Yiqian wielded the holy sword, urging the Tai Void Sword Code to directly engage in a fierce battle with Ye Mo.
For a while, this void emitted a sonorous and piercing sound.
Zhang Yiqian and this night mo’s respective special attacks collided together.
The two of them kept retreating.
Every encounter produces terrible fluctuations.
Zhang Yiqian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
Obviously, this night Mo’s strength is extremely terrifying, and he has reached the peak of the first-grade saint, and he is only half a step away from the second-grade saint.
Rumble!!!
Yemo suppressed with another palm.
Zhang Yiqian’s body retreated violently, and he received a terrible impact.
The qi and blood in his body tumbled, and his internal organs almost shattered.
Poof!!
A fight down.
Zhang Yiqian vomited blood again, his expression pale and his body trembling.
“Boy, I advise you not to resist.”
“Obediently leave the Holy Source Fruit and that Saint Source Fruit Tree.”
“I can consider letting you go, otherwise you don’t want to get out of here alive today.”
Yemo looked at Zhang Yiqian and drank coldly.
Swish!!!
Zhang Yiqian wiped the blood from his mouth, he frowned, and said to Fatty Wang in a solemn tone: “You attracted this tomb?”
“Yes, master.”
Fatty Wang nodded, he looked at Zhang Yiqian and said, “You go first.”
“I said that if I want to accompany you on your journey to the holy ruin, I must follow you.”
“We now have both prosperity and loss!!”
Zhang Yiqian said in a deep voice.
“Hehe, it seems that you are very loyal, not bad.”
Yemo looked at Zhang Yiqian playfully, and his eyes showed a playful look.
“Master, you better run away first.”
“This guy is too strong.”
Fatty Wang looked at Zhang Yiqian and said in a deep voice.
“How can my seven-foot man escape from battle, I can’t do it.”
Zhang Yiqian said with a strong face.
His eyes were filled with determination.
“Interesting !!”
Ye Mo looked at Zhang Yiqian with a strange light flashing in his eyes, and a strange and evil smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.
“Looks like I’m going to pick up the baby today.”
Yemo said conspiratorially.
A terrifying aura was released from his body, shrouding Zhang Yiqian.
This breath is very terrifying and makes people’s souls tremble.
“It’s not easy to block the coercion of my saint’s majesty, !!”
“I want to take you into slavery more and more!!”
Yemo looked at Zhang Yiqian and said, his pupils shrunk.
“You don’t have a chance!!”
Zhang Yiqian said coldly.
“Stubborn, looking for death!!”
Yemo spat coldly.
“Saint, sooner or later I will also become a saint’s !!”
“If you kneel down today and ask your grandfather to admit defeat.”
“Maybe I’ll spare your life if I’m in a good mood.”
Zhang Yiqian looked at Yemo and said directly with contempt.
Bang!!!
Immediately, Ye Mo’s expression turned cold, and a bloodthirsty and icy killing aura burst out from his eyes.
His body turned into an afterimage and shot towards Zhang Yiqian.
He held a long gun and blasted out directly.
In an instant, the entire void was torn apart.
Yemo’s attack was as fast as lightning, straight to Zhang Yiqian’s throat.
Boom –
Zhang Yiqian also urged the secret method, and his strength completely burst out.
He gathered all the sage power in his body on his right hand.
With this blow, Zhang Yiqian directly summoned his most powerful Saint Fa Xiang.
Boom –
in an instant, this sage law phase blasted out with a palm, and directly bombarded down towards the night mo.
Suddenly, an ear-piercing roar sounded, like thunder.
In the area where the night motorcycle is located, the mountain forest with a radius of thousands of meters has been directly razed to the ground.
The martial arts masters who were watching the battle all around retreated one after another, so as not to harm the pond fish.
Zhang Yiqian’s eyes narrowed suddenly, and he looked at Fatty Wang on the side with a solemn face, and said: “What else is hidden in this tomb?”
“I don’t know the specifics…”
Fatty Wang shook his head.
He was about to say something but was interrupted.
Boom!!
With a series of deafening explosions.
Yemo and Zhang Yiqian were both shocked and flew out.
Poof….
Zhang Yiqian and Yemo fell to the ground, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in a row.
The eyes of the two showed an extremely embarrassed look.
At this time, Yemo’s body swayed.
Just now, Zhang Yiqian cast a blow that showed the Saint Dharma, which consumed his whole body’s energy even more.
The power in his body was exhausted.
And Yemo was also badly injured.
Ahem!!
Yoruma coughed violently a few times, and blood gushed from his mouth.
As for Zhang Yiqian’s body, he also trembled, and the holy armor on his body was dim.
His entire body was blasted out of a deep ravine.
Obviously, the blow just now had caused him to be injured not lightly.
However, Zhang Yiqian still stood up.
“You’re not dead?”
Yemo looked at Zhang Yiqian and couldn’t help but say, his eyes flashing with a cold chill as he looked at the other party.
Rumble!!!
Zhang Yiqian stepped directly into this tomb, his expression solemn.
“Boy, we meet again.”
Yemo looked at Zhang Yiqian and spat coldly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Yiqian’s gaze swept towards the huge coffin.
He felt that there seemed to be something terrifying in this coffin.
But now he has no way back.
He had to bite the bullet.
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