Rumble!

The surging red mangs rolled wildly, covering the sky, as if all things were small under it.

The other figures and attacks, in front of this blood-red red, were like stripes of silk under the behemoth curtain.

In the end, it is a saint, and the power of one person is worth thousands of strong people.

In the face of the surging general trend, the Lord of the Thousand Blades did not panic at all, he walked lightly, and all the attacks below the Venerable Saint were easily dodged by him.

And the vast red light that came from the attack directly slowed down when he slammed it forward.

A grip on the impact of the saint is really strong.

However, Xuan Yu in the rear could see clearly through his divine sense that the Lord of the Thousand Blades was completely relying on the power of the Thousand Blades Realm, just like Xuan Yu was in his own small world, almost omnipotent.

Immediately after, an extra long sword appeared in the hand of the Lord of Thousand Blades, and with a wave in the air, the upside-down weapon on his body instantly emitted a sharp cold light.

Immediately, he raised his sword and slashed forward, and the sword intent seemed to be wrapped in ten thousand blades, rushing away, touching blood red, and actually splitting it into a huge crack.

Then the crack expanded, spreading on the whole curtain, and with a "bang", the red burst open, and the fragments fell, turning into a rain of blood and pouring down.

Seeing this, the red-eyed young man had sharp eyes, and as soon as his body moved, the blood-colored sickle he had obtained before appeared in his hand.

At that moment, it swung forward rapidly, and the sharp light was like red lightning, slashing towards the Lord of a Thousand Blades.

"Boom!"

The weapons touched, and the explosion was like a wild thunder, and the red-eyed youth and the Lord of a Thousand Blades both retreated, and the two drew a meteor-like line in the sky.

At the same time, I saw several people galloping, approaching the Lord of the Thousand Blades and about to fight, the latter dodged again, and blocked with his sword, but still no one could touch his body.

"Fight, ahhhh

"Drink!" a big man shouted angrily, and the giant hammer in his hand that was a hundred meters wide and wide was raised above his head and smashed violently at it.

"Zheng-" A woman played the strings, the sound of the piano turned into substance, and the momentum was immense, like an ambush on all sides, rushing towards the Lord of a Thousand Blades.

"Nine thousand bans!"

"Kill the formation!"

"Infinite Sword Formation!"

There are also countless formations, with chain swords and swords, and the power of the formation is immense, just to touch the Lord of a Thousand Blades and hurt him even a point.

Xuan Yu couldn't help but look sideways slightly, and fought against the red-pupiled youth, the state of the Lord of a Thousand Blades must not be in its heyday, now that so many people are trying their best to attack, it is true that it is not easy for him to block them all.

Then he saw the sword light of the Lord of a Thousand Blades turn, and countless blades inexplicably surfaced and swirled around him.

"Look, this is the power that really belongs to the deity, and it is also the power that you can have after you get the inheritance!"

He spoke in a deep voice, and his voice was huge.

Xuan Yu couldn't help nodding in his heart, this forced pretending is quite good.

Then, I saw the sword in the hand of the Lord of the Thousand Blades swing forward.

Thousands of blades rushed and rolled in an instant, forming a long river of surging sharp weapons.

The long river swirled, the river was monstrous, and the violent storm, accompanied by endless intentions, spread in all directions, shattering the heavens.

Then, all the attacks, visible and invisible, were twisted into nothingness under the wrath of the blade river, and their bodies were blown and whirled, and they could not even control themselves at all.

From this, Xuan Yu could roughly think of how powerful the Lord of the Thousand Blades was during his lifetime, and with this kind of move, he was afraid that he would be able to compete with the existence of the Divine Beast level.

At that time, the red-eyed youth swung his scythe, and the blood light flew like a leap of light, approaching the blade river.

"A group of weak people, get out of the way!"

He shouted, the blood on the scythe became more and more intense, and he immediately waved his arm downward, and in an instant, he smashed out a crescent-like red.

The crescent moon descended on the river of ten thousand blades, like a large knife inserted into a churning shattered blade, colliding with endless sparks in a terrifying rage and fragmentation.

In a few moments, the storm slowed down, and the man who was despised by the youth as a weak man was still in shock as he was relieved of the surging of the river of blades.

Then they looked at the young man with a somewhat complicated gaze, and he made them suffer a lot of injuries, and even saved many people's lives.

Ying Xiao and Ying Xuan Pavilion Young Master stood in front of Xuan Yu, the former slightly released energy to resist the impact, and the latter had unwillingness in his eyes, the first time he came to the Thousand Blades Realm, although his strength had been greatly improved, it was a gain without any substantive items.

But this young master also understands that he doesn't have that kind of strength, and it is a great blessing to be here, and there is no need to ask for more.

Unexpectedly, the Lord of the Thousand Blades was fought and set off, and the red-eyed youth exerted the power of the scythe to the extreme, knocking him back again, and at the end of his upside-down flight direction was the people of Ying Xuange.

The young master's eyes were open, and his heart was beating like a drum.

"Master, we..."

Ying Xiao's expression was gloomy, and he could naturally see the young man's face that was agitated to redden.

"If you want to, you have to try, if you don't give it a try, you don't know the result. At this moment, Xuan Yu spoke, his tone flat.

Ying Xiao finally strengthened his eyes.

"We, in formation. ”

The young master's eyes crossed with joy, as long as he participated in the formation and injured the power, there should be a reward.

Ying Xuan Pavilion formed a blade array, and then, facing the back of the Lord of a Thousand Blades, he attacked and left.

"Boom!"

At the moment of abruptness, Ying Xiao's heart froze, and he shouted: "Turn!"

The young master of Ying Xuan Pavilion also shrank his pupils, and he suddenly saw several dark rays.

Tian Gou, the dragon man, and everyone in Ying Xuan Pavilion immediately turned their knife intent one after another, and slashed fiercely behind them.

The slash was fierce, hitting a black shadow, but everyone felt a numb scalp and a pain, and then suddenly penetrated into the soul.

Xuan Yu's pupils shrank, and it turned out that four black shadows rushed towards him from four directions, and each of them had an offensive against the soul.

Ying Xuange stopped the surprise attack closest to him, which can be described as a good help.

Xuan Yu suddenly launched a divine soul attack, leaving the three people in a streak, and the golden white arrow of the same moment swept away, instantly piercing the head of one person.

Xuan Yu Deng understood that these four people had something special on them, and it was that thing that attacked the soul and resisted the soul attack.

Fortunately, their cultivation is not supremely holy.

The golden and white arrows continued to fly, and they were about to destroy the remaining two.

"Yu Daoyou!"

"Lord Xuanyu!"

Three times in unison, Xuan Yu's back suddenly chilled, and his backhand shot out a ball of golden-white flames, who expected that his person passed through the fire, and then his whole body swelled and exploded!

This explosion is accompanied by an extremely powerful impact on the soul!

At the same time, the other three actually exploded!

"Ying Xuange, give me all my strength!" Ying Xiao shouted angrily, and all the people in Ying Xuange received the order, and they all exerted their strength to madness.

The young master's eyes are even redder, they must not let Lord Xuanyu have trouble!

The vast sharp knives, one by one, were inserted into the explosion, galloping and flying, and contained the power of imprisonment.

Unexpectedly, there were more dark-robed figures in the air, slapping towards Xuan Yu.

"Be careful, master!"