The falling sword light like a meteor left a long opening on Murong Changge's chest.

Murong Changge's body retreated violently, and he took a hundred and ten steps back before stopping, looking down at the wound on his chest.

The wound on his chest was thin, like a red thread, but there was a gurgling of blood spilling down the wound to both sides.

On the other side, Ye Ling looked at Murong Changge and shook his head, smiling coldly.

His eyes were instantly filled with a more violent wisp of murderous intent, and the power in his body involuntarily fluctuated and spread.

"You can hurt me, you are proud enough!"

Murong Changge took a deep breath, looked at Ye Ling, and grinned.

The smile was clear, the corners of his mouth were pouting with a heart-chilling arc, and the single knife in his hand was slightly mentioned.

Rumble!

In an instant, the single knife in his hand directly roared out of a hideous blood dragon, rising into the sky, floating in the void, fangs and claws.

The blood dragon soared into the sky, and the blood in Murong Changge's eyes became even thicker, and even reflected a terrifying luster.

"Netherworld, Come!"

Rumble!

The next moment, around Murong Changge's body, wisps of blood light quietly emerged from the ground, floating in the air.

The blood light quickly condensed into blood-colored palms, and the five fingers kept grasping the void, and the terrifying power actually broke the void.

"Ye Ling, you can force me to this point, you are proud enough!"

"Even if you die, you die with glory!"

Murong Changge smiled fiercely, lifted the single knife in his hand, and wisps of blood-colored sword light spread out along the ground at a frantic gallop, blasting the already dry earth into wounds one after another.

Boom!

As Murong Chang Singer danced with a single knife, the boundless blood-colored palm instantly surrounded Ye Ling.

Murderous and tyrannical, it suddenly covered Ye Ling and shrouded it, full of mottles.

Call.

Ye Ling took a deep breath and looked at Murong Changge and smiled, but the smile was very cold.

"Murong Changge, with such a method, you want to kill me?"

"Are you thinking too highly of yourself?"

Boom!

The next moment, Ye Ling's soles stomped suddenly, and the thunder domain reappeared at Ye Ling's feet, crawling for thousands of miles, and the thunderbolts continued to beat and leap, directly hitting the blood-colored palm.

Thunder and blood!

At this moment, the battlefield between the two seemed to have become a huge magnetic field, attracting the attention of the surrounding immortal emperors.

The competition for other treasures has already bid farewell to a stage, and at most there are still a few that are still desperately fighting, and the other immortal emperors have all been completed.

So in an instant, the three major battlefields in the ruins of this ancient battlefield attracted everyone's attention.

Ye Ling VS Murong Changge!

Yang Qilang VS Lions!

Little Emperor VS Kure God of Wealth!

The six powerhouses, at this moment, completely burst out with their majesty.

Rumble!

The bloody hand that appeared in the void grabbed it fiercely, directly grabbed the invincible thunder, and then pulled it suddenly, as if the roots of the thunder had been pulled out.

Click!

The thunder immediately shattered, and the thunder domain under Ye Ling's feet directly fell into the downwind at this moment.

"Ye Ling, take your life!"

Shout!

Murong Changge soared into the sky, his figure was like a great peng, sweeping through the air, and the single knife he was carrying upside down in his hand suddenly rose to mid-air, standing in the sky.

Whew!

Behind him, the hideous blood dragon behind Murong Changge climbed directly into the void along the sword light.

The dragon's eyes were cold, exuding endless murderous intent and awe-inspiring power!

"Nether Dragon Slash, Kill!"

Murong Changge roared suddenly, his arms suddenly swelled in a circle, and the boundless power kept wrapping between his arms, and the wrist holding the single knife was pressed fiercely.

Whoa!

A flash of knife light, incomparably long and narrow, wrapped in a terrifying blood, slashed towards Ye Ling frantically.

The moment the sword light fell, the red blood dragon behind him also rushed out frantically.

Syllable!

The dragon's tail trembled, and the void directly cracked into slag.

"It's over, this Ye Ling is going to die!"

"Nonsense, this Ye Ling is the cultivation of the middle of the Four Tribulations, then Murong Changge is already the peak of the Four Tribulations, and there is no need to say whether he will win or lose. ”

"The sixth powerhouse on the list of gods is definitely not an ordinary Four Tribulations Peak Immortal Emperor who can stop it, let alone Ye Ling!"

The Immortal Emperors who were watching around shook their heads one by one, it was obvious that they didn't have any confidence in Ye Ling.

On the side, in the camp of the Taixu Heavenly Palace, the expressions of the strong men were extremely dignified.

"What to do, can't you save it!"

"That's right, Ye Ling and Wu Caishen, but they are both from my Void Heavenly Palace. ”

"Help, how to save!"

"They are personal grievances, once we really rush forward, it will inevitably cause a crazy counterattack by the Forgotten Palace and the Seven Talents Palace, in this case, it will not be good for the overall situation. ”

"Now it's up to them, I hope they win!"

Snort!

Murong Changge's knife frantically shattered everything he went, even the void was completely shattered.

Wisps of gray gas roared out from the shattering void, constantly swirling between heaven and earth.

The sharp sword light has not arrived, and the sword wind has come first!

Ye Ling's face suddenly froze, and the surrounding body was constantly impacted by the knife wind, like a sharp blade, and it actually tore the corners of Ye Ling's clothes.

In his eyes, the figure of the blood-colored dragon is getting bigger and bigger!

The terrifying torrent-like sword light was also approaching in an instant.

"Murong Changge!"

"This seat will let you see, even if it is the sky, you don't dare to accept me!"

"What's more, you!"

Roar!

Ye Ling roared wildly, stomped under his feet, and his figure rushed up frantically towards the terrifying sword light.

"Oh my God, Ye Ling is crazy!"

"Crazy, crazy, this must be crazy, why don't you hide but rush forward!"

"Damn, that's crazy!"

Just when everyone was constantly shocked, the sword in Ye Ling's hand suddenly raised.

Swish!

A sword in the sky.

"One sword slashes three lives, kill!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

In the void, three sword lights showed three colors!

When the three sword lights appeared in heaven and earth, the invincible sword lights suddenly condensed together.

Buzz!

The sword light condensed, directly presenting a supernatural sword!

Immediately, the long sword slashed down the void.

Rumble!

The blood dragon was the first to touch, and the next moment, the peerless sword light actually followed the dragon's head and directly cut open terrifying cracks one after another.

Click!

The terrifying crack directly permeated the blood dragon's body!

"Ye Ling, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, you have to die!"

Murong Changge, who was carrying a single knife, roared angrily, at this moment, the killing intent of the two of them had reached the extreme unprecedentedly.

"Die!"

Ye Ling roared.

Click!

The blood dragon has completely collapsed!

In the blood light that drifted away, a single knife and a long sword slammed together.

The next moment, the light was dazzling, directly enveloping the heavens and the earth!