Bai Wuyan's earth-level martial arts were terrifying, and countless white spiritual power blades slashed towards Blood Purple like a crescent moon.

The blades of faint aura all shrouded him, covering him so impenetrable that there was nowhere to hide.

Just when the blood purple was completely wrapped, the blood purple was still unmoved, with a leisurely appearance, facing this mighty and menacing three thousand feather moon killing at all.

Finally, at the moment when countless sharp feather blades covered the blood purple, Bai Wuyun finally relieved his heart and breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as he exhaled a breath of turbidity, his expression suddenly changed, staring at the direction of Blood Purple.

The blood purple that was killed by his three thousand feathers and moons was not as embarrassed as he imagined, but did not move.

"Is this the end of it?" Bai Wuyun's thought flashed through him, as he knew that it was completely impossible to defeat Blood Purple so easily.

As this thought of his fell, the direction of Blood Purple also changed, and at that time, there was a strange aura, obviously said to be the aura emanating from Blood Purple's body.

This made Bai Wuyun feel a trace of danger, and sure enough, in an instant, the three thousand feather moon kills that slashed towards blood purple seemed to be shaken open by something, and they were all resisted, and then the white feather blades collapsed.

Each feather blade is in this state, and it will dissipate as soon as it slashes at Blood Purple.

In the white and boundless solemnity, a dark purple figure broke through, and it was the blood purple that was shrouded in a cloud of blood-colored qi.

The tip of Bai Wuyun's pen moved slightly, and a fishy smell came, it was the ball of blood qi that wrapped around him on Blood Zi's body.

This is not a simple spiritual power!Bai Wuyun was categorical, and the others had apparently discovered it.

"Good boy, it is worthy of the martial arts of the ground level, it is really gorgeous. Blood Zi sneered again and again, but there was not the slightest fluctuation in his eyes, and then his tone was cold, and he said, "It's just gorgeous!"

Suddenly, as soon as his words fell, the stinky blood qi on Blood Zi's body also suddenly and directly turned into a huge blood-colored aura blade!

The blood-colored man was two feet long, and it emitted a disgusting smell and a strange aura that made people feel creepy.

"You have another 3,000 feathers and moon killing, I have a bloody blade to slash!"

A hideous smile appeared on Blood Purple's face, and at the same time, the huge blood-colored man moved, like a blood-colored lightning, bringing a bloody wind and blood rain towards Bai Wuyan.

Bai Wuyun's face changed slightly, he could feel the power mixed with it, this knife didn't seem to be as vast as the three thousand feather moon killing, but it was an inexplicable fear for him, this was a sudden killing intent, and it had a deep threat to him!

In the face of the threatening blood-colored giant blade, Bai Wuyun did not show panic, he did not directly dodge between the lightning and flint, because this blood-colored giant blade was too big, and he had no way to dodge at all.

But the descendants of the Bai family who can occupy a city in one family, Bai Wuyun is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, and when his eyes move slightly, there is one more thing in his hand, which is a strangely shaped stone, wrapped by his dense aura, and he can't see the specific appearance at all. At the same time, the blood-colored blade had already slashed in front of him.

A thick fishy stench came to his nose, and Bai Wuyun held back the smell that made people want to vomit, and looked directly at the blood-colored giant blade, and a low cry came from his throat.

Suddenly, the aura covering the stone in his hand rose up. It seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it emanated quickly, enveloping his whole body and enveloping him in this strange aura.

This aura is very rich, as if it is incompatible with the normal spiritual power between heaven and earth, and it is more like a cloud of smoke and fog.

Suddenly, when the blood-colored giant blade that rushed into his face slashed towards his face with a bloody rain, it stopped moving as soon as it touched this strange rich aura, as if it had lost its power.

Blood Purple looked at this unexpected scene strangely, his heart was slightly cold, he didn't expect that his move would be resisted by Bai Wuyun at all, and even the others were surprised.

"Big brother, what a good thing!" Bloody Night, not far away, suddenly said, and his afterglow also caught a glimpse of this side, and naturally he also saw this strange trick performed by Bai Wuyun.

Then, his gaze looked at the stone body that was suddenly stimulated by the rich spiritual power, and after a little exploration by the spiritual sense, he naturally discovered the mystery in it.

"Dare to be distracted and punch me!"

Wang Jue shouted, seeing that his little cousin Bai Wuyun was suppressed by Blood Purple and had no power to fight back, and even took out the treasure, and then heard the sound of Blood Night, he was even more anxious and angry.

"Fist Shock!"

The rumbling roar suddenly sounded, and the strange sound that came from around Wang Jue at that time was like a bell beating a drum. It is like a thunderstorm roaring in the sky, which makes people feel a magnificent momentum.

Judging from this momentum and vision, it is obvious that this is another martial art that is not lower than the ground level!

Bloody Night listened to this vision that came from nowhere, only to feel that his heart was slowly vibrating with this sound, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, and looked deeply at Wang Jue, who was full of momentum. This guy is obviously really angry.

"Boom!"

One after another, the sound resounded throughout the mountain, roaring and echoing.

If someone listens closely, they can hear that there are seven sounds.

However, this did not end there, because Wang Jue's momentum was still ongoing.

"Boom!"

When the eighth sound sounded, Bloody Night's heart trembled, and he could feel how unexpectedly powerful this sound was, because he was the closest to the king.

As this roaring sound fell, Wang Jue's body suddenly lost half of his previous power, as if it had dissipated directly.

But Bloody Night knows that it's not that simple.

"Shock me!"

Suddenly, Wang Jue shouted angrily, and a punch in his hand blasted out, and a majestic power came out directly through his body, with incomparable strength towards the bloody night.

Bloody Night's expression changed drastically, and he finally knew why the powerful momentum emanating from Wang Jue's body before suddenly disappeared, it was because those powers were all dormant on this punch at all.

"Fist Shock Eight Desolations", above one punch, condense the momentum of the Eight Desolations, these Eight Desolations are the eight huge roaring sounds!

The bloody night that was prepared this time was not in a hurry, and his face was not so hideous and disdainful, but solemn, obviously shocked by Wang Jue's move, but the depths of his eyes revealed another madness.

I saw that Bloody Night faced his rushing momentum, and a sharp essence burst out of his eyes, and he shouted: "You have a fist to shake the Eight Desolations, I have a ......"

"Black Moon Slaughter!"

Suddenly, the spirit pattern on the black long sword in his hand suddenly and rapidly moved, and then he directly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the blood mist was all sprinkled on the black sword, and suddenly a faint strange light flashed on it, like red, like black.

Immediately, Bloody Night directly threw out the black spirit pattern long sword, and the black sword suddenly turned into a black lightning bolt, constantly wandering around him, galloping.

This is the same situation as when they attacked Qianchen and them, and they were able to directly control the direction of this black sword, which was similar to Lei Shaozhen's imperial sword, but one was with spiritual sense, and the other was with spiritual power.

Facing the punch that came with a huge might, the corners of Bloody Night's mouth finally showed a cruel smile. Then the galloping black sword suddenly changed direction and slashed towards the punch.

It was still a direct and hard fight, without the slightest hesitation and detour, Blood Night seemed to have absolute confidence in his own strength, even if Wang Jue used such a powerful martial art, he was not worried.

However, in the end, the facts also proved his strength.

I saw that the black lightning-like black sword brought a slender spiritual power trajectory in the space, and through this aura full of thunder and lightning attributes, it exploded all the way of sparks and lightning, directly stabbing at the imposing punch.

"Snort!"

Suddenly, the momentum carried by the "Fist Shock Eight Desolations" was directly broken by this seemingly inconspicuous sword, and the subsequent sword qi shattered the aura power of the punch, and was directly annihilated in this space......

"But that's it!"

Bloody Night smacked his lips, dragging the black long sword that had returned in his hand, and looked at the spiritual power left over from the earth-level martial arts that had been shattered by his own sword. Then he turned his head to look at Wang Jue.

Wang Jue's face sank, and he stared quietly at the leisurely bloody night, not only thinking about something in his heart.

On the other side, through the heavy thick mist, the blood purple eyes saw a strange-shaped, pitted stone held in Bai Wuyun's hand, and his heart shook slightly, as if he knew what it was.

The depths of his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of heat, and he no longer had the previous leisure, and his body suddenly exuded a momentum full of coercion.

Bai Wuyun's heart froze, he coldly looked at the blood purple whose momentum suddenly changed, and became vigilant. He could tell that this guy was murderous.

The battlefields in several places were on par, but only Mo Tingyu and Xiaoqing and Han Hyunqiu and Lei Shaozhen were caught in a bitter battle.

It's not that they're too weak, it's that their opponents are too strong, and they don't exist at the same level at all!

But obviously, they must be on the inferior side, as long as Blood Purple or another person has their hands free, then it will be their faint doom.

Among these people, it seems that everyone's face is calm, but their hearts are extremely anxious.