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"Bloodkill!"

The cold wind long sword was raised high, and he muttered softly, and a blood-red color slowly emerged, becoming more and more powerful in an instant, stirring and circulating on the sword body.

At the same time, the surrounding air began to fluctuate, and there were bursts of trembling sounds, the air flow seemed to gradually materialize, and the surging aura continued to converge towards the sword body, and a suffocating momentum began to emanate, which was breathtaking.

Tong Zhihui's jade face changed wildly, and she clearly felt that a powerful sword momentum was condensing, which actually gave her a strong sense of oppression.

"Fall!"

The long sword fell, and the terrifying sword qi pulled the power of the four directions, like the sky collapsing, colliding with Tong Zhihui's sword fiercely.

In an instant, a terrifying scene appeared, only to see Tong Zhihui's powerful and fast sword qi, like rotten wood, constantly shattered by the blood-colored sword rays of the cold wind, and erupted into a violent roar.

Tong Zhihui only felt an overwhelming force rushing in, her instinctive giant sword resisted, but she was directly knocked out, and before she landed, blood was sprayed, like a rain of blood, sprinkled in the ring.

Boom!

Tong Zhihui landed heavily in the ring, staggered back a few steps, and the long sword pierced into the ground, forcibly drawing a sword mark of several meters, which stabilized her figure.

She only felt that her chest was still rising and falling violently, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out again with a whoosh.

"Shhh

Looking at this scene, countless sounds of surprise came from all around.

The cold wind, which had been suppressed by death, suddenly burst into a strong attack, not only shattering Tong Zhihui's sword qi, but also shaking it away, causing it to vomit blood.

This......

Cold Wind's combat power is also so demonic?

Yueyimen, are they all demons?

Defeating Tong Qi Gong already feels a little incredible, maybe it was Leng Feng's eyesight and rhythm that just restrained the other party, and that last move, it seemed that Tong Qi Di was 'distracted', so he was defeated by Leng Feng.

However, in the face of Tong Zhihui, the cold wind once again gained the upper hand, and even the two Xuanzun Sevenfold Martial Artists were able to suppress, which was definitely not just restraint, but had absolute strength.

"Good!"

In the direction of Yueyimen, Fat Zixuan kept applauding, "Brother Leng Feng, come on." ”

Leng Jianfeng was also very pleased, and at the same time looked at Mo Chen, who smiled indifferently, everything, it was self-evident.

Leng Jianfeng nodded, being able to know Mo Chen was indeed the luckiest thing in his life.

"Bloodkill!"

The cold wind was already silent in his sword momentum, one sword fell, and the second sword began to condense again, slashing down expressionlessly.

The sword qi was surging, and the surrounding space seemed to have turned into an ocean, constantly surging, setting off a terrifying cyclone, which was enveloped down in an instant.

Tong Zhihui's jade face was pale, although the cold wind was only the sixfold peak realm of Xuanzun, but in the face of this cyclone falling, she actually had an irresistible feeling, and that feeling spread irrepressibly crazy, and in the end, it actually formed a sense of fear.

She secretly gritted her teeth, hoping to use her realm to forcibly block the other party's sword qi.

"Blue Light Sword Technique!"

Tong Zhihui Cui sent out all her strength, and the vast sword qi like thunder and lightning surged out, wanting to disperse the cyclone of cold wind.

However, the strange thing is that Tong Zhihui, who was originally in a stronger realm, burst out of the sword qi that was completely engulfed by the cyclone of the cold wind, and the terrifying cyclone was like a giant beast in the wilderness, directly engulfing Tong Zhihui's sword qi, surging down viciously.

Tong Zhihui was shocked, instinctively retreated again, and the terrifying cyclone directly bombarded the ring, the debris exploded in the sky, and the terrible crack began to spread, and the entire ring was suddenly exploded, divided into several pieces.

At the same time as the cyclone bombarded the ring, the powerful aftermath slapped directly on Tong Zhihui, shaking her back a few steps again.

"Shhh

At this moment, the audience was silent, silent, and deeply shocked by the powerful sword qi of the cold wind.

Even those Saint Monarch Realm martial artists were shocked, although the power of the cold wind's sword qi was not huge, but the rules of the traction made them set off a monstrous wave in their hearts.

The rules of heaven and earth are definitely the most difficult power to master, but this cold wind has pulled out such a terrifying momentum, and under the sword moves, the rules change, and thousands of Dao methods are endless.

"Bloodkill!"

The cold wind spoke again, and the third blood killing condensed again, at this moment, the blood-red color actually began to spread out from his body, constantly condensing on the sword body, and the terrifying sword momentum seemed to be raised to a height again, making those elders all face change greatly, and they felt a strong threat coming.

Shout!

The last sword light roared down, as if gathering all the sword intent comprehended by the cold wind, and the blood-colored sword light suddenly burst, one into two, two into three, three into everything, densely falling down.

"Blue Light Sword Technique - Explosion!"

Tong Zhihui gave birth to a strong fear of death, the martial soul was fully opened, and all the vitality that roared like the sea was sprayed, and it was also condensed into ten thousand years of sword qi, which continued to burst in the air.

That terrifying momentum was definitely not weaker than the power of the Xuanzun Eightfold Realm, but the sword qi of the cold wind was constantly shattering it.

Tong Zhihui watched in horror, the sword qi she was holding up shattered layer by layer, and she watched in horror as the endlessly bursting sword qi was shattered and dissipated.

"No!"

Tong Zhihui screamed in horror, and in her bursting pupils, she only saw a blood-colored sword in the sky, and nothing else, she could only watch herself be swallowed by it in an instant.

Thundered!

The roar was like thunder, and the explosion came from the ring, and the entire ring collapsed under this terrifying sword aura, stirring up a cloud of rubble, accompanied by a strong aftermath that spread in all directions.

After a long time, the aftermath of the sword momentum calmed down, and the entire ring had long ceased to exist, replaced by a deep pit, and Tong Zhihui's figure was lying in the deep pit, covered in bloodstains, with a weak breath, and blood stains in her mouth, obviously seriously injured, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have the strength to fight.

Silence, silence, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned and stunned, looking at the ring in shock, their brains were blank and difficult to function.

The three swords of bloody slaughter shocked everyone, and even those Saint Monarch Realm martial artists were stunned, deeply shocked by the power of the rules of cold wind communication.

At this moment, it seems that everything is still, and the pin drop can be heard.

"The avenue is simple, three lives and all things, any Dao method, will return to the basics, fuse the sword intent, you will go further!" Mo Chen's voice suddenly remembered that in this silent scene, it really fell into everyone's ears.

Mo Chen's words were like a bell in the twilight morning, ringing in the ears of the cold wind, like ten thousand rays of light, shining on his comprehension of the way of the sword.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes, as if he had grasped something, and he hurriedly closed his eyes, feeling the feeling of the previous moment, as if it was deep in the night, and the front was completely illuminated.

Airplanes!

Bang!

Dao light reverberated around the cold wind, and it seemed to be restraining by a force, gradually pouring into the cold wind's body, and in an instant, a soft sound came, and the sevenfold coercion of Xuanzun rolled away.

The shocked crowd around them came back to their senses by the coercion of the cold wind, and they were in an uproar.

"He, he actually broke through!"

"Three swords bloody killing, breakthrough in battle, what a comprehension this is!"

In the shock, there was undisguised surprise and a strong sense of envy.

Leng Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he looked at Mo Chen with gratitude, and then landed in the ring and walked towards Tong Zhihui.

Qiu Hong's old face changed suddenly, and he said eagerly: "Sect Master." ”

The face of the purple-shirted Taoist was not very good-looking, and he was blue, and there was a tendency to take advantage of the trend, but in the end he endured it.

"Tong Zhihui didn't admit defeat, I, we have no right to save each other." The purple-shirted Taoist gritted his teeth.

"By the time we can save each other, Tong Zhihui will already be a corpse." Qiu Hong said in a deep voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction and determination in his voice.

The moment the words fell, Qiu Hong swept out like a sword, wanting to take advantage of the situation to save Tong Zhihui.

However, a flash of light appeared, and before he could react, he was directly slapped away, and fell heavily in the crowd of the Purple Cloud Sect, knocking him down.

"Purple Shirt Daoist, could it be that your Purple Cloud Sect wants to break the rules?" The person who made the shot was naturally Mo Chen, he had been keeping an eye on Qiu Hong, just to prevent him from taking the opportunity to make a move, and with a sweep of the thousand vines, he directly slapped him away.

"Qiu Hong." The purple-shirted Taoist glared at Qiu Hong coldly, wanting to reproach him, but saw Qiu Hong spitting blood from his mouth, spurting wildly, and in his lower abdomen, blood flowed, like blood blooming.

His iron blue face instantly became even more ugly, and he came to Qiu Hong's side at a moment's notice, and under the spread of his divine sense, a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

"Mo Chen, you dare to destroy Sect Master Qiu's dantian!" The purple-shirted Taoist looked hideous, his anger was agitated, and he locked on Mo Chen with murderous intent.

Mo Chen turned a blind eye to his killing intent, and said with a disdainful smile: "Ben Shao is kind enough to save him, if he is allowed to rush into the ring, but it is to interfere with the rules of the Heavenly Sect's Extreme Realm, then the result is not just as simple as the broken dantian, speaking of which, the Purple Cloud Sect also has to thank Ben Shao for saving the life of a deputy sect master for you, of course, Ben Shao does good deeds without leaving a name, and there is no need to thank you." ”

The fluttering words made the whole Purple Cloud Sect furious, destroying the deputy sect leader Dantian, and even delusionally thinking that they would be grateful, which was simply too deceitful.

The Purple Shirt Daoist couldn't wait to tear Mo Chen apart immediately, that was the deputy sect master of the Purple Cloud Sect, the second strongest person, it was very likely that he would enter the Holy Monarch Realm in a short period of time, so that the overall strength of the Purple Cloud Sect would go to another level.

But this Mo Chen is good, he actually directly abolished his dantian, and threatened to ask the Purple Cloud Sect to thank him.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, the purple-shirted Taoist stomped on the soles of his feet, and he wanted to bully him.

But Mo Chen's voice sounded slowly, "Luofeng Mountain, Luoxian Pavilion is also the host of the Heavenly Sect Extreme Realm this time, do you want to watch someone make trouble?" This is the principle of Luoxian Pavilion's accident? ”

Luo Fengshan sighed in his heart, not to mention how demonic this Mo Chen's natural strength is, the city alone is enough to make people pay attention to it.

Several times and three times, he used the rules of the extreme realm to destroy the opponent's dantian, and even killed the opponent, if the rules changed, he could use it, and the depth of this city made people feel terrible.

At this moment, Qiu Hong did violate the rules of the Extreme Realm, if Luoxian Pavilion did not express his position, it would be spread, and its majesty would be severely damaged after all.

Even if he can unify the Wufu Territory and establish the Wufu Dynasty, I am afraid that he will not be able to convince the entire Wufu Territory.

"Purple shirt sect master, please calm down, it is important to send a deputy sect master for you to heal your injuries first, there are some debts, sooner or later." In the last sentence, Luofengshan said it with a voice.

When the purple-shirted Taoist heard this, the anger was gradually suppressed, and he snorted coldly at Mo Chen, and then walked towards Qiu Hong.

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