Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"But you want to be Ye Shaoyang."

"It should be said that I want to be the real Ye Shaoyang."

In the cold nostrils, he snorted and looked at him very contemptuously. He said, "You will never be able to become him. All of him has today because he is an unyielding person in his bones. He has his persistence and faith. And you, nothing."

"To live is my belief."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"I am waiting for the wind to die."

Ye Shaoyang smiled slyly. "It's ironic. We are chatting here, but the road is hanging out for me. He will keep going until the lights are dry..."

There is a clear and sturdy person to deal with him, there is a big hole in the inscription, so there is a lot of good news of the "Hu Hu 18 shot" of Cai Yun Xianzi, the road wind has no surviving truth.

The key is that he will not leave in order to protect himself. Then it can only be killed...

"When the wind is dead, the valley of the wind is in chaos, the situation of the three corners of the ghost field will be broken, and it will inevitably spread to the world. When the day is coming, the magic of the group will be affected, and all the forces will be affected. When the world is in chaos, the magical guild will enter the master. I am crying, and I, as the son of the heavenly election, will surely become a hero to turn the tide!"

"But you are not Ye Shaoyang after all, you are not the son of the election."

"Which is the child of the day!"

Ye Shaoyang laughed. "That is a joke between the Promise Ghost King and the Emperor of the Capital! I said that I am Ye Shaoyang. Who dares to say that I am not?"

"I."

A faint voice came from behind. Both were shocked. Ye Shaoyang turned to look at the past, once in Tsing Yi, slowly came, the top three flowers bloomed, holding a whip in his hand, but the breath was very restrained, and his face had no expression.

"The wind!!"

Ye Shaoyang was shocked, listening carefully outside, fighting still, and muttered in his mouth: "Impossible! With Chaos Demon and your men, how can you stop them!"

When the cold jade saw the wind in a moment, the heart was full of anger, and spit out a long breath, looking at the sudden appearance of the wind, this scene, really a little feeling of the gods coming.

The road wind stood, one hand was on his back, and he looked at Ye Shaoyang quietly. "From the beginning, I knew that you are a fake."

"Impossible!" Ye Shaoyang secretly thought for a moment, said with a firm and firm, "I did not reveal any flaws!"

The road wind came out of the sleeve and found something, a brilliant dagger.

Destroy the nails!

Ye Shaoyang stunned and subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched the same object.

Two nectar nails!

"You may not know that the real Shaoyang has already given the smashing nail to the policewoman. You performed very well. It was seamless, but the only failure was to put out the dying nail in front of her. ""

Ye Shaoyang stunned, then quickly calmed down, smiled and shook his head. "I didn't expect to lose the details, God. So, did she tell you the truth in advance?"

The road did not answer. The truth is obvious: Xie Yuqing found that Ye Shaoyang was fake, but did not scream the snake, but secretly looked for an opportunity to tell Lao Guo, Lao Guo naturally told the wind.

Daofeng also secretly observed him, but did not reveal it. First, he wanted to see what he was doing. Second, he also wanted to count.

This fake leaf Shaoyang, taking advantage of Ye Shaoyang's trapped tomb, pretending to return to her home in Shicheng, the goal is that Shan Haiyin is in the space of the ancient tomb, and it has been determined that Ye Shaoyang's Shan Haiyin is not on his body.

Of course, he dared not go to find them. They were afraid to show their feet. Only Xie Yuqing was found. After hearing the report of the spell guild, Ye Shaoyang had already said the whereabouts of Shan Haiyin. Then, as Lin Sansheng speculated, they secretly observed. When I saw the Daofeng people entering the Shanhe community, they did not say anything when they came out, but they even made them sure that Shanhaiyin was obtained by the wind.

Therefore, only today's plan, one for the sake of Shan Haiyin, the second is also to remove the big wind of the road, let him continue to pretend to be Ye Shaoyang, it is a three-pronged.

The seamless plan was not lost in a detail.

Ye Shaoyang thought a hundred turns, frowning and looking at the wind: "Since you have guessed all this, why should you follow? I can't think of any way to escape. Are you confident that you can escape?"

"I am coming, I want to make sure that you are in front of you, is it true that Ye Shaoyang."

Ye Shaoyang was shocked, "OK?"

"After all, you are exactly the same. I am afraid that I will be wrong, and this incident cannot be a little accidental."

Ye Shaoyang squatted, just to determine if he was really Ye Shaoyang, he took the initiative to invest in the trap... He could not understand what kind of mentality the road wind is.

But Yan Lengyu can understand.

For the Taoist wind, even if it is known that 99% of Ye Shaoyang is fake in the face, he will not dare to start with a little doubt, because the other party is Ye Shaoyang.

He wants to kill someone who is exactly the same as Ye Shaoyang, and must pass his inner heart. So he is still here.

However... there is still some puzzling place here. But now, when I don’t think about it, Feng Lengyu said: “What are you waiting for!”

In the hands of the wind, the whiplash was released in a moment, and it was hit by Ye Shaoyang.

"I really can't be afraid of you!"

Ye Shaoyang’s slamming sword, the purple light lingering for a time, the road wind could not help but take a look.

Seven Star Longquan Sword!

However, it does not belong to this world.

boom!

The two gods slammed together. Ye Shaoyang was shaken back a few steps, using his body to stabilize, and his anger broke out, his eyes staring red at the wind and laughing evilly.

"When are you the Ye Shaoyang of this world? I have already been enchanted, almost breaking the immortal position, the wind, I have long wanted to fight with you!"

Ye Shaoyang's left hand rubbed on the sword front of Qixing Longquan Sword. The blood donated and sprayed on the sword front. The sword is like a piece of absorbent paper, letting the blood open on the sword front and become a red blood sword. The extra blood flowed on it, and it was evaporated into a blood mist, surrounded by the sword front. This picture looked full of an evil image.

"This seven-star Longquan sword has already been made into a blood sword by me. Why, you see this, is it angry?"

Ye Shaoyang swayed the sword against the wind, and countless swords flew up and surrounded the road. He himself rushed into the sword and recited the spell, bringing the power of the sword to the extreme.

A green shadow, shuttle in the blood and sword, is too fast to capture.

The cold jade was sealed by the soul, and the head could not be rotated. It was impossible to see the two sides of the fight. Only the vacuum fluctuations could be felt. The layers of the narrow caves were surging.

(End of this chapter)