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The appearance of the telekinetic weapon 'Blood Derived Gold' made He Ye's pupils shrink and his whole body tense. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Rumble!

As the saying goes, the first strike is the strongest, although He Ye is extremely jealous of 'blood and gold', but at this moment, he made a move.

Accompanied by a violent wind, He Ye's figure swept through an arc, his body was surrounded by a blood-colored wind, and then the blood-red war knife slashed wildly towards Ling Feng, and instantly hooked the origin law of cosmic fire, and the force (Luo Li), law, will, and realm contained in the battle knife had reached an incomparably high degree of perfect fit.

"Knives!"

There was madness in He Ye's eyes, the battle knife in his hand turned into a blood-colored light, and the sword light poured madly towards Ling Feng.

Nine blood-red dragons attacked, and the dragons continued to fly, bombarding the blood-colored light again and again.

Bang!

In the air, a huge blood-colored light collided with nine blood-red dragons, countless secret patterns pulled, the world continued to shake, and the earth suddenly cracked out a huge crack of five thousand meters, dusty, as if the end of the world was a scene.

"Poof!"

The blood-red war knife flew away, and He Ye violently spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the nine blood-colored dragons in the air that broke through his blood-red light like deadwood, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Peng!"

The nine blood-red dragons instantly smashed the huge 'light', directly causing the blood-red light composed of a large number of sword lights to collapse, and the dragon paused slightly, and quickly crossed an arc again, sweeping past He Ye.

"Ling Feng, don't kill him!" a voice sounded in Ling Feng's sea of knowledge.

Although Ling Feng wanted to enslave He Ye, the gap between the two was not big, although Ling Feng's spirit was more than twice as strong as He Ye's, it was not enough to directly enslave He Ye during his strong period, unless... Unless He Ye is seriously injured or directly unconscious!

However, how strong the will of a realm-level ninth-order martial artist was, how difficult it was to make him unconscious.

"Boom~"

The blood-red dragon slammed into it, instantly bombarding He Ye's head and hands, and the head and hands directly turned into blood mist, and the war knife in He Ye's hand fell to the ground.

The world was extremely silent, in the distance, He Ye's battle knife turned into a blood-red liquid and continued to flow in the world, and several huge cracks in the earth were extremely amazing, but He Ye stood in the void in a daze.

"I lost!"

"I failed to take revenge!"

He Ye clenched his hands tightly, his spirit was extremely chaotic, a domain-level existence, as long as the lifecore was not destroyed, he would not die, but the destruction of Zhihai was definitely a huge injury.

"He Ye!" Ling Feng roared angrily, causing He Ye's spirit to fluctuate.

"Are you...... Young Master of the Ling Feng Ling Family?" He Ye's spirit recovered from that crazy state, and looked at Ling Feng with a ghostly look.

"He Ye, you lost!" Ling Feng looked at He Ye in front of him.

Although Ling Feng's severed head and severed arm were blurred with flesh and blood, it was slowly growing, and he himself was staring at Ling Feng even more, although he realized that this time he had lost, and he had lost very badly, and it was very thorough.

"I didn't expect it, little doll, to have such strength, but I'm also my heart, come on!" Looking at the dilapidated palace in the distance, dozens of corpses of black-armored masked people, He Ye said, his head was bombarded by Ling Feng into a cloud of blood mist, and he could only communicate like this.

"If you want to kill, kill it!" He Ye snorted coldly and exploded in Ling Feng's sea of knowledge.

"I'm very optimistic about you!"

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