I saw that Gu Cong was full of blood, and his eyes were glowing with a slight blood. The Yanhuang Sword in his hand was also completely covered by blood-colored flames.

At this moment, he seemed to be enchanted, and there was no clarity in his eyes.

"Gu Cong, help me get rid of these six damn sword soul clones first!"

Gu Yun said loudly.

Rumble!

Before he finished speaking, Gu Cong raised the demonic blood-colored sword in his hand, and slashed out a sword in the direction of Gu Yun. This sword, which involves the blood light in the sky, is all melted into this sword.

Obviously, this is a martial art, a martial art tailored for Gu Cong.

It's just that the target of Gu Cong's sword is not the six pure yang divine fire sword souls, but Gu Yun who is surrounded by the pure yang divine fire sword souls.

Gu Yun is also the master of the battle-hardened Tianjiao, and he had insight into his intentions the moment before Gu Cong made a move. Before Jian Gang approached, the dragon sword and shield had already condensed.

Clang!

With a crisp sound of gold and iron, the blood-colored sword gang was scattered by the coiling dragon sword and shield, and the fierce aftermath swept around, shaking the six pure yang divine fire sword souls back a few steps.

"Gu Cong, you are crazy, dare to beat Lao Tzu!"

Gu Yun said angrily.

"You...... Why do you think that you are high enough to judge me as unknown, I just have a higher talent and control a stronger martial soul and bloodline. You are jealous of me, and fear that I will take your place in your place, so you will put me to death!"

"But alas, I disappointed you. Instead of dying, I grew stronger. I became a disciple of Yanhuang and the future sect master of the Yanhuang Sword Lineage. I'm going to kill all the people who bullied me in the first place, and those who treated me like a street rat!"

"Now, it starts with you!"

Gu Cong shouted angrily, his palm flipped over, and the strong aura of the Martial King Eight broke out. The whole person turned into a blood-colored afterimage, and went straight to Gu Yun with a sword.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around! The dog minions who distinguish between clans dare to speak wild words to me. Today, I'm going to let you see the gap between me and you!"

Gu Yun couldn't help but be angry.

The two martial kings are eight strong men, and the two Yanhuang swords collide and clash.

For a moment, the blood light rolled, and the flames were vertical and horizontal. The fierce sword qi was surging, and the two of them obviously tried their best, and the momentum of the battle was far greater than when they fought Gu Tianyi just now.

In terms of strength, Gu Yun is slightly stronger than Gu Cong, but Gu Cong has Gu Tianyi's six pure yang divine fire sword souls to help, and under the confrontation between the two, they are also equal.

"Why, why are you targeting me, what am I doing wrong!"

"Answer me, is it because I am better than all of you that I am said that I am an ominous person, and I have suffered humiliation since childhood. ”

"I am the pride of the sky, a man of good fortune, but why don't you understand this? The one who is high up should be me, not you self-righteous ordinary people!"

Gu Cong roared angrily while fighting, his face was hideous, and his eyes were glowing with blood. The whole person is crazy, like a madman, and like living in a dream.

At this moment, he seemed to be confused, and he seemed to be more awake than ever. The combat power displayed exceeded the limits of peacetime.

Roar, rage, roar.

There is no doubt that he is in extreme pain now. In the hell of hatred and hatred, in the abyss of blood and darkness, struggling.

He did not seek liberation, but only to pull those who had driven him into the abyss down from the heights one by one and trampled them under his feet. Then, step by step.

If you change to someone who is familiar with Gu Cong, you must know that his current state comes from the darkness and resentment in his heart. Gu Tianyi's Heavenly Demon Nightmare was nothing more than a key to open the dark door in Gu Cong's heart.

But Gu Yun is the Tianyuan Divine Sect Tianjiao, even if Gu Cong is a genius similar to his cultivation, he still looks down on him in his heart. In his eyes, the clan is a slave, and it should lie at his feet. Even if he has the opportunity to be promoted to the main clan, he is humble in his bones, and his blood is dirty.

Regarding Gu Cong's past, Gu Yun didn't bother to understand it at all.

Are you polite to me? Well, if you fall into the devil or go crazy, I will wake you up and subdue you first, and then let you kneel at my feet and admit your mistakes and submit to softness.

This is what Gu Yun thinks.

However, the more he fought, the more surprised he became.

This sub-clan man who he looked down on was like a madman, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became. The sword martial soul in his hand no longer seems to be the Yanhuang Sword, but more like another martial soul of the Ancient Heavenly Sword lineage-the Blood Spirit Sword.

The Heavenly Sword clan has a total of five veins, namely the Cold Sky Sword, the Yanhuang Sword, the Blood Spirit Sword, the Benlei Sword, and the Xuanfeng Sword.

The Blood Spirit Sword is a martial soul that enters the way of the sword with blood and killing, although it is not as powerful as the Yanhuang Sword, but every sword intent has a hideous and fierce killing intent, and it is a real killing sword martial soul.

Gu Cong unleashed the thirty-six heavy sealing demon sword, and the attack became more and more ferocious, and with the help of the six pure yang divine fire sword souls, he actually had the upper hand slightly.

This feeling of being suppressed made Gu Yun feel very uncomfortable.

His gaze froze, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. Raising his hand and patting lightly on the Qiankun bag, a bright red pill appeared in his palm. Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed it in one gulp.

"A slave is a slave, no matter how strong he is, in front of his master, he can only lie on his stomach like a dog. Gu Cong, kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

Gu Yun shouted angrily, and his momentum rose in vain.

Waves of crimson qi, like a tide, poured out of his body and surged towards the surroundings. On the Yanhuang Sword in his hand, a crazy flame burned.

At this moment, Gu Yun's momentum has reached the peak of the Martial King's eightfold, and it seems that he is only one step away from the Martial King's ninefold realm.

This kind of promotion in exchange for medicine can only bring short-term strength at most, and the essence of its cultivation will not change, and it will always be the Martial King Eightfold. But such an improvement is enough for Gu Yun.

"Slash!"

With a sword slash out, the closest Pure Yang Divine Fire Sword Soul to him was immediately torn apart, turning into flame light and dissipating into the void.

The aftermath of this sword shook Gu Cong back a few steps.

With a muffled grunt, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

One looks at the face, and the high and low make a judgment.

It's just that even if he was defeated, Gu Cong did not flinch in the slightest. His expression was pained, his face was hideous, and he roared and rushed forward again. Under the cover of the remaining five pure yang divine fire sword souls, the fourth divine power was unleashed, the blood fire sword mang.

The sword is like a needle, but it contains a terrifying divine might.

Poof!

There was a muffled sound.

The blood and fire sword pierced Gu Yun's coiling dragon sword and shield, Gu Cong's eyes froze, his face showed panic, and he couldn't help but figure to the side, and hurriedly dodged.

But because the speed of this blood and fire sword was too fast, and it was not easy to perceive, Gu Yun couldn't dodge and was pierced through his arm. It seemed to be only the size of a needle's point, but it tore out a wound three fingers wide.

For a moment, blood splattered and flesh flew.

In this way, it also completely angered Gu Yun.

"Dog minion, you're looking for death!"

"The fourth supernatural power, Yan Kill!"

Gu Yun picked up a giant sword of more than ten zhang with one hand, and the sword pointed to the sky, and the sword was full of light, like the thunder of the sky and the fire of the earth. Countless dazzling flames struck from all directions, turning into flames one after another, intertwining into a world of flames, trapping Gu Cong in it.

Gu Yun's eyes were hideous, and he slowly spit out a word in his mouth:

"Kill!"