The figure in mid-air, slender and slender, with a waterfall-like green silk, hanging straight down to the waist, wearing a red long skirt, perfectly sets off her curves, thrilling, and has a charm that makes people's hearts beat faster.

"Sure enough, it's this Nizi......"

Seeing Yang Wan'er suspended in mid-air, Luo Feng didn't have much surprise on his face.

Just now, he had already sensed Yang Wan'er's breath.

"'Huo Jiaoyang' Yang Wan'er!

The blood puppet looked up at Yang Wan'er, the corners of his eyes twitched violently, and he snorted coldly:

"Last time in the Red Flame Desert, you escaped, I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me today! It's a pity, the purpose of my coming here today is not you, to give you a chance, disappear in front of my eyes immediately, and you can still pick up a life." ”

Hearing this, Yang Wan'er's eyes moved away from Luo Feng and fell on the blood puppet, and her seductive red lips hooked up a charming smile:

"Spare my life, blood golem, you seem to be a little too confident. Do you think that my strength is still the same as three months ago?"

Three months ago, she met the Blood Golem in the Red Flame Desert, when she had just broken through the Spirit Vortex Realm, and knew that she was not an opponent, so she did not fight and left the Red Flame Desert.

"Hahaha...... I have already cultivated as a second cultivator in the Spirit Whirlpool Realm, can it be that in just three months, your strength can still catch up with me? I have always heard that the women of your Linglong Hall are all arrogant, and it seems that this is indeed the case today. The blood golem laughed loudly when he heard this, and his eyes were disdainful.

The laughter fell, the blood puppet's pupils shrank suddenly, and the intense blue light erupted, and he asked coldly: "Ask you again, you must save this kid today?"

"Giggle...... He's my fiancé, and he doesn't seem to have any other choice. You say no, Luo Feng. ”

Yang Wan'er pursed her red lips, a pair of narrow and beautiful eyes with a watery groan, looked at Luo Feng, and blinked her long eyelashes.

"This goblin ......"

Luo Feng suppressed the charming thoughts in his heart, touched his nose, and wanted to take advantage of Yang Wan'er in front of him, it was really a difficult thing.

At the same time, he also had some doubts in his heart, why did Yang Wan'er suddenly appear here: Could it be that she is really here to save me?

"It seems that you won't shed tears when you don't see the coffin! That's fine, I'll send the two of you on the road together, and let you be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks!"

The blood puppet snorted coldly, and as soon as his footsteps stepped on the ground, the pitch-black figure rose from the ground, suspended in midair, and stood opposite Yang Wan'er.

Yang Wan'er still had a faint smile on her face, and a pinch of flame jumped on her slender jade fingers, shining her eyes, looking at the blood puppet and said:

"Since you're so confident, let's make a move. Let's see if your Blue Blood Sen Luo Dao is powerful, or if my Tianluo Yanzhao is better. ”

"Blue Blood Senluo Knife Technique, Tianluo Yan Zhaogong ......"

Luo Feng's eyes flickered when he heard the conversation between the two.

He has heard of both kinds of exercises, the Blue Blood Forest Luo Knife is a kind of sword technique of the Blood Demon Sect, extremely powerful, it is rumored that the person who is killed by this knife method, the resentment will remain on the knife, the more people killed, the stronger the power! These resentments can even form a murderous effect, suppressing people's spirits.

As for Yang Wan'er's cultivation of Tianluo Yanzhaogong, Luo Feng only knew that it was a kind of martial arts in the Linglong Palace.

"Hmph, that's what I mean! I'll take your sacrificial knife first, and then kill that kid!"

The blood golem's pupils turned a strange green, and a cloud of cyan mist appeared behind it, and the moonlight hit it, and it seemed to be swallowed, which was very weird.

Luo Feng frowned slightly, ready to go, the battle of the powerhouses of the Spirit Vortex Realm, although he couldn't intervene, but if he seized the opportunity, it would not be useless.

"Yang Wan'er, take me a knife!"

The blood puppet let out a long roar, his eyes were full of blue light, and he held the scimitar with both hands, and slashed straight at the knife, bursting out with a cyan sword.

Brush!

The speed of the sword seems to be slow, but it is actually extremely fast, and on the cyan knife light, layers of blue light are constantly distorted into the shape of a skeleton, and the ghost shadow is forested, giving people a sense of slaughter.

"What a weird knife technique. ”

Looking at the sword light, Luo Feng only felt a cold aura roaring.

This kind of coldness is not a physical feeling, but a spiritual feeling. The sword light of the blood puppet can already suppress people's souls, and ordinary people will be scared to death by life and death when they look at it!

"Crack!"

Yang Wan'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her slender jade fingers pinched the technique, and the void was drawn, and dozens of vitality flames around her fused together, turning into a pillar of fire several meters thick, roaring out.

Boom Boom Boom ......

As soon as the pillar of fire appeared, it immediately dispelled the pervasive cold feeling.

The next moment!

Intense light erupted, illuminating the entire night sky as if it were day, and the loud sound was like thunder, forming sound waves that shook the nearby trees and exploded.

Under the impact, Luo Feng felt that his body was a little unstable on his feet, and he hurriedly used his vitality, looking at the two people facing each other in mid-air, his heart shook slightly.

Although it was not the first time he had seen the duel of the masters of the Spirit Vortex Realm, every time he watched it, he was shocked by the same, not to mention the head-on confrontation, the aftermath of the battle between the two made him feel a little palpitating.

With a wry smile, Luo Feng shook his head secretly, his current strength is still too weak.

The peak martial artist of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm is already at the top of the four major academies, but in the Twelve Golden Palaces, he is only the lowest outer disciple.

"You were able to block my sword!"

The blood puppet did not continue to attack, looking at Yang Wan'er's gaze, he became cautious, and was faintly surprised. He was already a double master of the Spirit Vortex Realm, and the other party had only stepped into the Spirit Vortex Realm three months ago, how could he completely take his attack!

Yang Wan'er stood in place, her eyes flickering, her red lips lightly opened, and she smiled faintly: "Blood puppet, you don't think that you are the only one in the dual realm of the Spirit Vortex Realm, right?"

After speaking, the flame light on Yang Wan'er's body became more and more vigorous, shining brightly, and her momentum was more than double that of just now.

"Spirit Vortex Realm Double!"

The blood puppet's deep voice sounded, staring at Yang Wan'er: "In just three months, you have broken through the realm. The fire sun of the Linglong Palace's double scorching sun really deserves its name!"

Luo Feng was not surprised by this, he had already seen that Yang Wan'er's cultivation was almost the same as that of a blood puppet.

"But no matter how hard you struggle today, you will definitely die!"

A hideous look appeared on the blood golem's face, the blue light on his body rose to the sky, and the scimitar in his hand trembled continuously, making a low voice, like crying.

"Soul Burning Blue Light Slash!"

With a cold snort, the blood puppet took a step forward, its whole body was boiling with blue light, dazzling, and slashed Xiang Yang Wan'er with a volley.

Woowoowoo......

The cyan sword light was as high as five meters, easily separating the air and slashing at Yang Wan'er, among which the ghosts were heavy, with teeth and claws, as if they were going to choose people to devour, as if purgatory appeared in the world, which was very terrifying.

"This is the ...... of the Blue Blood Forest Knife"

Luo Feng looked at the sword light, frowned slightly, held his breath, and stared at the knife light, as if he wanted to imprint this momentary picture in his soul.

The blood puppet is a swordsman in the Spirit Vortex Realm, and the realm of sword skills is unfathomable, Luo Feng wants to write down the situation of the opponent's fight, and slowly figure it out in the future, it will definitely help him to cultivate his sword skills.

If someone knew Luo Feng's thoughts at this moment, they would definitely scold the madman.

The two Great Spirit Vortex Realm masters are fighting, and it is too late for ordinary people to dodge, who would think of cultivation.

"Tianluo Burning Field!"

Yang Wan'er frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes became sharp, and there was a faint flame of light wandering, and in an instant, the vitality flames around her suddenly soared, rising into the sky, turning into huge pillars of fire with a diameter of four or five meters, turning into a flame space, rotating violently, guarding the surroundings.

锵锵锵锵锵锵锵......

The cyan sword slashed hard at the pillar of flame light, the explosion was deafening, and the piercing flames flew all over the sky, and the pillars of fire were slashed by the sword one after another.

"Hahahaha...... I have slaughtered more than 10,000 people, and the Blue Blood Forest Luo Dao has already been completed, and with your half-hung Tianluo Yan Zhaogong, you also want to stop me!

The blood puppet laughed arrogantly, Yang Wan'er was also a double master of the Spirit Vortex Realm, which really surprised him, but the strength of a martial artist is not only cultivation, martial arts realm, but also martial arts experience, which is equally important. Even if he cultivates the same, he is confident that in terms of martial arts realm and experience, he is definitely better than Yang Wan'er.

"Blood golem, won't you rejoice too soon. ”

Facing the huge knife that was roaring closer, Yang Wan'er's delicate little face still maintained her usual smile, her slender jade fingers were a little in the air, her red lips opened lightly, and she spit out a word coldly.

"Boom!"

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Pillars of fire continued to explode near the cyan sword light, scorching flames, flying all over the sky, the entire sky was dyed red, after thirteen explosions, the cyan sword was shaken out of the cracks, and finally exploded, dissipating invisible.

"Damn!

The blood puppet's face was pale, with a long roar, his whole body was boiling, and the blue light on the scimitar in his hand was magnificent, enveloping half of the sky, and a cold aura escaped.

"Shura Slash!"

Holding the knife in both hands, the blood puppet figure suddenly differentiated into more than a dozen blue rays of light in mid-air, each of which was distorted into a sword-wielding skeleton, as if it had crawled out of purgatory, and rushed forward with a strange scream.

"It's ...... Clone incarnate!"

Luo Feng looked at more than a dozen blue light figures, his brows furrowed slightly, his soul power was strong, and he felt it very clearly, these blue lights were all transformed by vitality, and each of them had half the strength of a blood puppet!

In this way, Yang Wan'er was no longer facing a blood puppet, but a blood puppet and more than a dozen Spirit Vortex Realm masters!

Following behind Qingguang Shura, the blood puppet looked at Yang Wan'er and laughed proudly: "My Blue Blood Senluo Knife has been cultivated to the realm of Xiaocheng, and I can cast Purgatory Shura, Yang Wan'er, defeat!"

"Not necessarily. ”

Yang Wan'er's bright eyes became a little solemn for the first time, but her tone was still as calm as ever, and when she spoke, her green hair fluttered in the wind, urging her vitality to the limit.

The next moment!

The surrounding vitality flames were scorching, and from a distance, huge pillars of fire seemed to be connected to the stars in the sky.