This mouthful of blood is not ordinary blood, but condensed essence blood, and the blood smears the surface of the sword body, gathering but not dispersing, which looks extremely charming.

"Blood Swordsmanship."

Liu Sheng's remnant sword shouted, let out an unwilling roar, and hibernate for a hundred years, in order to soar into the sky, not to disappear.

A blood-red sword light rushed to the sky, meeting the pitch-black handprints that covered the sky, like moths to the fire, wanting to compete with the bright moon.

Victory is life, defeat is death.

Ground.

Kazuki Yukihara and the others couldn't help but sweat, they never wanted to see the picture of the death of Yanagi's remnant sword, and there was a hint of expectation in their eyes, which was the desire for victory.

The sword light silently pierced through the pitch-black handprint, and suddenly the blood-colored halo on the sword body turned golden.

The golden mangs were shining, and that small gap continued to expand, and finally broke through the black handprint and won the victory.

A smile appeared on Yanagi's pale face, and the muscles of his whole body trembled slightly.

With this sword, he gained the upper hand, but he also tried all his strength, unable to continue the fight, and even his body, uncontrollably, fell towards the ground.

Yukihara Kazuki jumped in the air first, caught the falling Yanagi remnant sword, and said, "Yanagi-kun, are you okay?" ”

A smile appeared on Liu Sheng's pale face, and his voice trembled, "I'm fine." ”

Yukihara Kazuki stared at the old demon of the Black Mountain, and said coldly: "You can rest for a while, and leave the rest to me." ”

"Go, go, you're no match for him!" Yanagi Remnant Sword knew the strength of the old demon of Black Mountain, and when he knew that Kazuki Yukihara was going to stop the other party, he hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade.

Just now, I saw the old demon of Montenegro carrying a blow from the power of heaven and earth, and Kazuki Xueyuan said, "Liu Shengjun, if we can't defeat the old demon of Montenegro, all of us can't leave here." He smiled again and said, "Besides, I may not have a chance to win." ”

"Sister Wan'er, please take care of Liu Shengjun."

Jiang Zuo Wan'er also knew that the form was very unfriendly, if she couldn't do it, there would be no possibility of escaping, but with the strength shown by the Snow Plains One Tree, she was not the opponent of the Black Mountain Old Demon no matter what, so she finally turned into a voice and sighed: "One Tree Gentleman, be more careful." ”

"Thank you."

Yukihara Kazuki turned his head and replied with a smile, turned to stare at the old demon of Montenegro floating in the sky, and shouted: "General Montenegro, I will meet you in the future." ”

The old demon of the Black Mountain saw through the strength of Snow Plains Kazuki with just one glance, and with mockery in his eyes, he said: "Little Luo Luo of the C rank, he also dares to be presumptuous in front of the deity, it is too arrogant." ”

"Now the deity makes you understand what the gap is."

After speaking, the old demon of Montenegro pointed out a finger, and the immortal anger waved, and the snow field was directly blasted away, hitting the ground, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was even more frantically vomited.

Yukihara Kazuki wiped away the blood at once, stood up with his body propped up, and mocked: "Black Mountain Old Demon, that's it. ”

Snow Plains Ichishu was like an ant in the eyes of the old demon of Montenegro, and in the face of ridicule, the old demon of Montenegro was not angry, and pointed out an air sword with his backhand, piercing his chest.

Bang!

Yukihara fell to the ground, but he didn't give up, desperately trying to get up, but he didn't have the slightest strength.

Boom!

Knock knock!

The heart was beating at a strange frequency, and the wound on Kazuki Yuki's body healed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he stood up like a nobody.

"Interesting!"

Watching the snow field Yishu enter the state of demonization, the old demon of the Black Mountain finally lifted a trace of spirit, and sent out five qi qi one after another.

The demonic power in the body surged wildly, and the six senses and senses of the snow field Yishu improved in all directions, capturing the rhythm of the air, clearly seeing the trajectory of the air sword, and the body flashed, dodging the attack.

Hum!

The old demon of Montenegro seemed to be a little angry, and raised his hand and pressed down, the same move as he used to deal with Yanagi's remnant sword.

Previously, Kazuki Xueyuan was watching the battle on the ground, and his feelings were not particularly profound, but at this moment, the air was being compressed little by little, and the pressure was increasing rapidly, as if he was going to squeeze him into a meatloaf.

Yukihara roared, and the thin clothes on his body were shattered into powder in an instant, but fortunately, a large pants were left.

The protrusions of the blood vessels under the skin are exposed, and they look unusually hideous.

Roar!

With another low roar, Yukihara Kazuki finally couldn't hold the pressure anymore, and the tiny blood vessels in his body burst and turned into a bloody man.

Confused and blurred, Xue'er flew out of her body lightly, looking at the falling big handprint, and the small hand began to seal.

In between, there was a sudden snowstorm, making it impossible to see inside, and suddenly the wind and snow stopped, and the ground turned into a huge piece of ice.

"Up."

Xue'er's voice was immature, but no one could underestimate it, and the ice cube flew up directly between her raised hands, colliding with the big handprint.

The two were in a stalemate, Xue'er's originally pale face did not see a trace of blood, and beads of sweat appeared on her cold body.

Xue'er's strength comes from the Snow Plains One Tree, and a large amount of power has passed, resulting in the result that the Snow Plains One Tree is mentally sluggish and sick, without any strength.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

The ice cube is holding a big handprint, constantly falling, defeat is a matter of time or time, between life and death, Yukihara Kazuki thought of the previous operation of the old demon of Black Mountain, faced the scarlet sea of blood, gritted his teeth, and rushed directly in.

Unlike what he imagined, Kazuki Yukihara did not feel any discomfort, but had a faint warmth, as if he had returned to his mother's arms.

"What's going on?"

Snow Plains Ichiki's body continued to sink, and he looked around curiously, seeing a burst of power that had been materialized, surging from all directions.

Rumble!

The sea of spiritual consciousness seemed to have exploded, and the blood-colored vortex rotated wildly, constantly absorbing the blood-colored demonic power, and soon reached the size of a pool, and then broke through the boundary, setting off a thick layer of ice, causing the spiritual power spring to continue to expand.

The momentum of Xue'er, who was fighting, continued to rise, and the ice solidified even more, even moving up a little.

The old demon of Montenegro finally put away his playful mentality, became extremely serious, his eyes became more and more profound, and he muttered: "What kind of person is this kid, who can withstand so much blood-colored demon power." ”

You must know that he can withstand the blood-colored demon power, because he has spent hundreds of years constantly transforming energy, so that his body can slowly adapt, and Xueyuan Kazuki is less than twenty years old, and the time of contact with the blood-colored demon power is even less pitiful, and the bearing capacity is far more than him, which is also too unscientific.

The surprise of the old demon of the Black Mountain did not stop the devouring of the snow field tree.

The blood-colored demonic power is endless, and the power of the Snow Tree has reached a new level.