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Chapter five hundred and twenty seventh life and death 23

Chapter 527 Life and Death 23

"kill!"

Hua Liuqing was stained with blood in her long clothes, with others and her own. And two monks who had just besieged him had already died, and the others were also less likely to be treasured.

Flowers and willows are green, fighting against all the heroes alone, and they are full of energy.

...

"The opportunity is here, one blow will kill you!"

A slender short sword was hidden in his sleeve, and the monks in the studio stared at Yang Yan secretly, with murderous aura spreading.

A willow leaf flying knife made a slight vibration, and Meng Xinghai's flying knife had already locked on Erlang.

grumble……

The black shadow was silent like a ghost. In just one moment, it had already appeared in Yang Yan, who was full of vigilance against her monks, and at this moment he had no idea that someone was killing him. The monk in the studio took action.

Woo...

The willow leaf flying knife, which is as thin as Chan's wing, cut through the air and made a slight whimpering sound. And its goal is to separate and break through the surrounding Erlen.

Amid the sound of the collision, the fatal danger had arrived. Meng Xinghai also seized the opportunity and the flying knife pitcher flew out.

At this moment, Erlen and Yang Yan's hearts tightened, like chasing an ice cave. Their spiritual sense did not notice where the danger came from, so they became even more frightened.

The little lust, who was listless, noticed something strange, and a panic fluctuation appeared in his cold eyes. The huge body in his anger suddenly twisted, paid a little injury and shot hard at Yang Yan.

At the same time, a poisonous sphere that seemed to corrode even the space formed on its head.

As the roar was sucking, the highly toxic sphere flew out of the body towards Yang Yan, and his aura instantly sluggished and his body narrowed instantly. This was the venom condensed by the little lust. At the beginning, Yang Chen almost died because of this. No one knows how toxic this venom is.

No one could react to the sudden change. Yang Yan's somewhat dull expression showed a hint of fear. This was a dead end, and there was no solution!

"die!"

The monk in the film studio had a cold eyes and stabbed Yang Yan's life gate with a fierce sword. With less than one foot of the distance, nothing could stop him from assassinating.

Meng Xinghai, who was secretly controlling the flying knife, was also surprised, but he had a cold smile.

He seemed to have seen Erleen die under his flying knife.

At this moment, under the gaze of the assassin and Meng Xinghai of the new studio, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside Yang Yan and slapped a palm in a hurry.

Bang...

The monk's sword in the studio was blocked, but at the moment of contact, he had already determined that the other party was not strong.

"Get out!"

So when the sword body shook, the monk was pushed away, and he continued to kill Yang Yan with his constant speed.

bite……

A crisp sound was as if the scene was Ning Gu. He felt a vast force transmitted to the scene. The Haoran energy hit the flying knife. The flying knife deviated from the track. At the same time, another Haoran energy approached the eyebrows of the monk in the studio. If he did not give up, he would kill Yang Yan. He would be seriously injured or even die. This was Wu Hanbing, the royal sword energy of the royal family. He took action and thought that he had a grudge against the studio. He also secretly followed Yang Chen for a while, so he chose to help.

"Ah, bastard!"

As he roared, the monk from the studio forced himself into the air, moved his body horizontally, avoiding the sword energy, ignored Wu Hanbing, but rushed towards Yang Yan again.

Meng Xinghai also whirled his fingers slightly, and the deviated flying knife turned back and locked Erling. His speed did not decrease and his power did not decrease. Once again, he vowed to kill Erling.

"This time, no one can save you!"

This idea flashed through the cultivator and Meng Xinghai in the studio at the same time. Wu Hanbing, the monk who had just taken action to rescue Yang Yan and Erlen, was helpless at this time. It was too late to take action, especially Dong Qing, who was Zuo Liu, who blocked the assassin in the studio, who was helpless and powerless at this time. Wu Hanbing, who was galloping towards him, was the royal monk who had fought with the studio before. He could only watch the ending.

All this is a long story, but in fact, in the blink of an eye, Yang Yan tried to move her body in horror and avoid the attack, but she found that it was too late no matter what.

Erling was in the last moment, and his whole body was shining brightly, but no matter what card was, it was useless because the flying knife and the scales that touched it, the long sword of the cultivator in the film studio had already pierced into Yang Yan's skin.

"kill……"

A sharp voice came to the scene at this moment. The sound was extremely harsh and extremely cold, as if everything had been frozen. At this moment, time seemed to stop and space solidified.

bite!

puff!

In the fire, the flying knife turned into two pieces, and blood surged into the sky.

"ah……"

Yang Yan's scream broke the tranquility. At this time, Yang Yan's whole body was covered in blood, and the wound between her eyebrows was bleeding. In front of him, the monk in the studio was extremely strange at this time. A long sword emitting a black aura pierced out from behind his head, like a long tongue.

Boom...

At this time, Erleng's whole body also burst out. The steel-like feathers on the wings turned into countless flying swords, with no blind spots and no differential attacks. However, Yang Yan was not within the range of his attack, and all these changes came too quickly, making it too late to stop.

"Um..."
Chapter completed!
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