At this time, many disciples of the Blood Sword Sect were watching from a distance, not daring to take half a step closer.

In a battle of this level, the realm is low, and with just a little fluctuation, they can be easily killed.

They are not like Wu Yan, they are protected by the Scarlet Giants.

......

The three-red old man shook with one hand, and a long sword appeared out of thin air.

This long sword is blood-red all over, and the hilt of the sword is entwined with a dragon and a snake, flashing with a palpitating cold light.

"The Bloodthirsty Demon Sword is indeed in your hand!"

Wu Tian frowned, flipped his palm, and a phoenix-patterned broadsword appeared in his hand, and then with a wave of his hand, a white qi blade slashed out, pointing directly at the door of the three-red old man.

The old man Sanhong snorted coldly, and with a swing of his long sword, he flicked the qi blade sent out by Wu Tian away.

"Boom!"

The air blade hit the ground, splitting the ground into a deep ravine, and for a moment the dust flew up.

"I let you run away back then, and I will send you to Huangquan today. ”

The old man of Sanhong rushed violently, and his entire body turned into a dazzling blood light, rushing towards Wu Tian at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, Wu Tian didn't dodge or dodge, and the Fengyan Divine Sword slashed towards his chest, forming a criss-cross cyclone.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the blood light that the three red old men had turned into had also come to Wu Tian, directly hitting the cross cyclone, making a loud noise.

Taking advantage of the moment when the cross cyclone intercepted the old man Sanhong, Wu Tian directly picked up the big knife and slashed at the blood light.

The blood light flashed, and he changed back to the appearance of the old man with three reds, and put the long sword across his head to resist Wu Tian's slash.

However, the attack power of this big sword was already stronger and more domineering than that of the long sword, and coupled with Wu Tian's condescending position, he was able to exert the greatest strength, and the old man Sanhong was directly slashed by Wu Tian and fell down, deeply embedded in the ground.

Wu Tian was unforgiving, his momentum skyrocketed, and he punched out at the deep pit where the old man Sanhong was, and the dragon groaned.

After the white fist light trembled for a while, it turned into a huge white divine dragon and rushed towards the old man Sanhong with teeth and claws.

Seeing this, the old man Sanhong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he naturally knew that the martial arts master's form and god duel had never seen such a huge form and god duel.

Before he had time to think about it, the old man Sanhong slapped his palm to the ground, and under the powerful impact, the entire ground collapsed instantly.

The old man of Sanhong also got out of trouble and avoided the attack of the white dragon.

The white dragon did not stop when it failed to succeed in one blow, and roared and wrapped itself around the old man of Sanhong.

The old man Sanhong's eyes lit up, and as soon as he pinched his hand, the blood-colored long sword flew out in an instant, encircling the white divine dragon incessantly.

Every time it circled, there was a thick bloodshot attached to the body of the white divine dragon, and in just a moment, the entire body of the white divine dragon was covered with thick bloodshots.

"Crack!"

As soon as the three red old man cracked the words, the thick blood on the white divine dragon's body instantly contracted extremely much, and finally directly cut the white divine dragon into pieces.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. ”

The old man Sanhong saw that the white divine dragon was solved by himself, and his face was disdainful.

"Huh. ”

Wu Tian chuckled lightly, and with a wave of his palm, the white fragments formed by the white divine dragon trembled for a while, and they magically approached each other, and finally formed a white tiger with a king on its head.

As soon as the tiger came out, it opened its bloody mouth and tore the thick blood into pieces.

The old man Sanhong's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out, but he swallowed it back hard.

Unexpectedly, this Martial Heaven's divine sense was actually so strong that the Divine Determination was indeed worthy of its reputation......

After tearing the thick blood streaks apart, the white tiger waved its claws and attacked the three red old men.

The old man Sanhong didn't dare to be careless, and immediately took out a compass-shaped magic weapon from the storage ring.

"Woohoo!"

Countless blood-colored red rays of light shot out from the compass, instantly beating the white tiger into a sieve.

And this time, the holes that the white tiger was pierced through have not been restored, and the red light emitted by this compass actually has the effect of resisting the divine sense!

After Wu Tian knew that it was powerful, he hurriedly called the white tiger back, if he let the compass destroy the white tiger directly, then he would be hit hard.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the compass had a miraculous effect, the old man Sanhong was overjoyed, snorted coldly, and pointed the compass at Wu Tian.

Facing the overwhelming blood-colored red light, Wu Tian's figure retreated violently, and with a wave of his hands, a barrier formed in front of him.

The red light couldn't move any further than an inch when it got close to the barrier.

"Hurry!"

The old man of Sanhong gritted his teeth violently, and with a force in his hand, those blood-colored red lights instantly shone brightly, directly breaking through the barrier under Wu Tianbu.

Just as the blood-colored red light was about to penetrate Wu Tian's body, Wu Tian's figure suddenly became illusory.

Those red lights passed through Wu Tian's body, as if they were passing through air, and did not cause any damage to Wu Tian.

"Some skills, eat me again!"

The old man Sanhong was furious in his heart, and with a wave of his robe, a blood-red ghost claw appeared, and grabbed it towards Wu Tian.

Looking at the giant claw the size of a house that he grabbed from him, Wu Tian's face did not change, and his body was vigorously dodged to the side.

"Boom!"

The giant claws clawed at the ground, blazing with fire.

The color of this fire is as scarlet as blood, and it is extremely corrosive and vicious.

"Form God Decision, Fengyan Divine Dragon!"

Wu Tian stood in the air and threw the Fengyan Divine Sword into the air, and the Fengyan Divine Sword turned around, turning into a white divine dragon with phoenix wings on its back.

This divine dragon is dozens of zhang long, burning with white flames all over its body, and it is extraordinary.

As soon as the old man saw this dragon, his eyelids immediately jumped wildly, and he immediately used the Blood Sword Yin Ghost Technique, summoning his blood ghost to fight against the divine dragon.

The Yin Ghost summoned by the Three Red Old Man in the Realm of Martial Refining is many times stronger than that of the Blood Sword Sect Master, even the Dark Torture Yaksha who is killed by the Demon Sword, is a little inadequate in front of this Yin Ghost.

"Broken!"

Wu Tian pointed with one hand, and the Fengyan Divine Dragon raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, pounced on the Yin Ghost of the Sanhong Old Man.

After the huge yin ghost howled for a while, it kicked its legs and jumped up, exposing its abdomen to the giant claws of the Fengyan Divine Dragon.

"I'll let you suck!"

Wu Tian's eyes were cold, when he was in White Horse Village, he was injured only after he was hit by the Blood Sword Sect Master's move.

When Feng Yan Shenlong's giant grasp grabbed the belly of the Yin Demon, the imaginary energy loss did not appear.

On the contrary, it was the yin ghost, under the scorching white flame of the Fengyan Divine Dragon, his body continued to shrink.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, the old man Sanhong was in a hurry, and kept pouring martial energy into the Yin Ghost.

However, even if he tried his best to provide martial energy to the Yin Ghost, it only slightly delayed the Yin Ghost's shrinkage.

"Boom!!"

Under the continuous trampling of the Fengyan Divine Dragon, the Yin Ghost of the Three Red Old Man finally burst open. Baidu: Read the latest chapter of "Tyrant Sword Killing Tianjie Literature" for free for the first time.