The battlefield was already shrouded in blood.

The red Yuan Qi blade with blood qi flew in the air, falling from time to time, taking away a person's life and creating a new blood source, and the blood shed by the deceased turned into more blood blades and floated into the air.

"Ah, help!" Some people were cut off by the blood blade and did not die immediately, but their blood was steamed into the air and became a new blood blade.

The scene is unbearable.

All of them stopped fighting, staring at the bloody blades above their heads.

At this moment, the blood blade is half a meter in size, and it can cut off the cultivators of the Acquired Realm in one fell swoop, although the people of the Innate Realm can resist, it is also very uncomfortable, and in the formation, their strength is limited.

On Han Juding's side, every powerhouse in the Innate Realm sheltered one or two people in the Acquired Realm, which was the limit of what they could do while protecting themselves from infringement.

The remnants of the Weishan Blood Sect are cruel and ruthless, and the blood blade under their control does not distinguish between the enemy and me, even the bandits cannot escape the pursuit of the blood blade. At this moment, in the camp of the bandits, some of the bandits in the Houtian Realm were killed by the crusading team, and the other part was killed by the bloody blades in the air. There are only two innate realm bandits left to resist, and the ruthless habits of the bandits make them not shelter anyone, but only take care of themselves.

And the battle between the masters of the Yuan Spirit Realm became three against two.

As Feng Yiqing expected, Wolf Hao was indeed not the real leader of the bandits, and behind him, there was really a remnant of the Weishan Blood Sect.

This is an old man in a red blood robe, cultivating to be at the peak of the Yuan Spirit Realm, and is about to break through to the Yuan King Realm, it is he who wants to collect blood qi and refine the Blood Demon Pill.

The martial arts of the Weishan Blood Sect were strange and cruel, and at this moment, the old man in the blood robe used the blood and qi rolling in the formation to fight, and the three of Dongmei who were suppressed were almost out of breath.

These three people are the biggest target of the old man in the blood robe. The blood qi of a strong person in the Yuan Spirit Realm will become his greatest reliance on breakthroughs.

Han Feng had already entered the formation, and the blood-red scene made him frown.

"Go, go straight to the Eye. Feng Yiqing gave instructions in Han Feng's mind.

"Snort!" A bloody blade slashed from the air, Han Feng stepped on the wind and swam the Nine Heavens Escape Technique, and quickly dodged, however, despite the Escape Technique, Han Feng's cultivation was too low, and the clothes on Han Feng's left arm were cut by the blood blade, and a blood line was also drawn, and the red blood gradually seeped out.

Han Feng secretly took a breath, the wound was not deep, but the unique fluctuation of the blood blade made his heart shake violently, but fortunately, it was suppressed by Feng Yiqing in time.

Han Feng ripped off half of his sleeve, and the wind had the limit of the Nine Heavens Escape Technique, and continued to run forward.

"Teacher, is it really in this little tree?" Han Feng was a little incredulous.

"Hehe, the remnants of the Weishan Blood Sect will also disguise, and those who don't know this formation will not be familiar with the location of the formation eye. Break this tree and see the real core. Feng Yiqing said.

Han Feng nodded, and with a punch he struck, breaking the small tree that was less than two meters tall. The small tree fell, revealing its eyes.

A blood-red sessile blade floated in midair, less than the size of a palm. The blood-colored giant blades floating in the sky were exactly what this short blade looked like after it had been magnified.

"Teacher, do you want to break it directly?" Han Feng asked.

"Just break it, but it's just ......"

"Bang!" Han Feng punched hard, but his hand was shocked back, and he felt a pain.

"It's just that your strength is not enough. Feng Yiqing said slowly.

Han Feng smiled bitterly, "Teacher, you don't seem to be in a hurry at all. ”

"Hehe, this is a test for you by the old man, find a way to break him. ”

"System, system, what's the solution?" Han Feng didn't bother to think about it now, for him, the situation was urgent.

"Ding! System prompt: The host has a fire dragon breath bomb, but the power is not enough, you can exchange it for a fire dragon breath bomb that can kill the Yuan Spirit realm in the Dragon Point Mall, worth 1000 dragon points. ”

"Exchange!" Han Feng did not hesitate, although the price was indeed very expensive, but fortunately, he got the treasure of the bandit and exchanged it for a lot of dragon points.

"Ding!System prompt: The host can exchange for a fire dragon breath bomb, deduct 1000 dragon points, and the item has been distributed to the host's personal space, please pay attention to the host. ”

Han Feng quickly stepped back, and at the same time, he took out the Fire Dragon Spitting Bomb from his personal space that could kill the Yuan Spirit Realm. He had to stay farther away, after all, the more powerful the treasure, the more dangerous it was to use.

The thumb-sized projectile turned into a streamer of light and slammed into the blood-colored blade.

There was no loud sound, but the relentless wave of vitality swelled like a storm, and then crimson flames erupted, carrying dragon power, destroying the Scarlet Shortblade.

The ferocious wave of qi made Han Feng, who had already been hiding far enough, fall backwards, he patted his ass and stood up, looking at the direction of the explosion.

A piece of charcoal, the remnants of the flames still burning, and the blood-colored curved blade was gone.

"Who?!Who destroyed the formation?" a loud shout reached Han Feng's ears.

At this moment, the bloody blades in the sky began to gradually dissolve, and the blood-colored sky began to fade gradually.

An old man with a bloody aura appeared not far from Han Feng. Staring at the empty array of eyes, his eyes were gloomy to the extreme.

"Junior, you are looking for death. He soon spotted Han Feng not far away. The old man of the Weishan Blood Sect turned into a blood-colored hurricane and rushed over.

"Bang!" a small white fist smashed on the old man's head, smashed into the ground, and ate a mouthful of soil.

"Poof!" the old man raised his head and spat out the dirt in his mouth, his eyes still full of hatred.

"Junior......

Boom!

"Bastard......!"

Boom!

"Dog ......!"

Boom!

......

Han Feng was stunned as Yueli smashed the old man's raised head into the soil again and again, and couldn't help but shudder.

Miss Yueli's hobby is really extraordinary!

"This old man's head is so hard. Han Feng sighed, "Is this old man so angry, he can still be angry like this, gritting his teeth, can't he recognize the situation?"

"Hehe, the Blood Sect's Blood Burning Heaven Skill is weird and cruel, which will make the cultivator's temperament become perverse and bloodthirsty. The old man's performance is not surprising. Feng Yiqing smiled.

Huang Jingming and Liu Changming were still dealing with the wolf, but Dongmei rushed over and was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her.

"Didn't Han Feng say that Yueli is a master of the peak of the innate realm? Can you press the master of the peak of the Yuan Spirit Realm to the ground and hammer it?

The old man finally lay on the ground and didn't move, and was almost hammered by the powder fracture of Yueli, and only his last breath remained.

Yueli dragged the old man to Han Feng like dragging a dead dog.

Han Feng squatted down, "Hey, what's your name?"

The old man's mouth trembled and spit out two words: "Xiao...... ...... generation"

"Smack!" Yueli grabbed one of the old man's arms, and fell from the left to the right, and there was a puff of dust.

Han Feng was speechless, and Chong Yueli stretched out a thumbs up: "Little sister is domineering." "It's no wonder that the original binding trial mission was for me to show my domineering side. It's the habit of dragons!

Han Feng squatted down again and poked the old man's head, "Hey, now I'm willing to tell me." ”

The old man finally became frightened, and trembled: "Old man...... Small, cold and hearty.

"Oh, are you the remnant of the Weishan Blood Sect?" Han Feng asked.

“...... Be. ”