Jiang Yuan, who had cultivated to reach the seventh level of the Holy Body Realm, was in the strongest state under the Fire Flame True Body, holding a forbidden spirit weapon and rushing towards Mao Yuyue.

Zhuge Junhao made way for him, Jun Yan came to Mao Yuyue in an instant without a trace, and swept with a sword stroke, and the sword intent came from scratch.

"It's so strong!"

Mao Yuyue was taken aback by this monstrous sword intent, and held the Death Scythe tightly with both hands and swung it, the Death Scythe collided with the forbidden spirit weapon, Mao Yuyue took a few steps backwards, and Jiang Yuan was directly shocked and flew out, and the forbidden spirit weapon in his hand also came out of his hand.

Jiang Yuan, who was originally menacing, and Mao Yuyue actually fell under the same face, which made Zhuge Junhao stunned.

"Hey, Jiang Yuan, can you do it, let me come. Zhuge Junhao said.

"Ahem, I was a little uncomfortable just now, but now it's no problem, Mao Yuyue, you have teased me many times, and now I will let you return it with interest!" Jiang Yuan waved his hand, and the forbidden spirit weapon that was obliquely inserted on the ground trembled slightly, and returned to Jiang Yuan's hand.

Mao Yuyue was also shocked by Jiang Yuan's momentum just now, but through the fight just now, she found that Jiang Yuan was just a vain appearance, and immediately relaxed.

"It's such a big move, I thought it would be a great killer move, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, you two can go together, save trouble." Mao Yuyue said disdainfully.

"I'm sorry, Jiang Yuan is too weak, what's wrong with me, why do you even scold me together, Mao Yuyue, let me tell you, it's okay to insult Jiang Yuan, it's okay to insult me!" Zhuge Junhao shouted on the side.

Jiang Yuan was speechless for a moment, can this guy be the best again?

"Cracked Sky!"

Mao Yuyue wielded the Death Scythe, and the iron rope wrapped around it made a rustling sound, and under the sound of the whirring wind, the slender body and the hideous Death Scythe seemed very incompatible.

Suddenly, Mao Yuyue's small hand turned, grabbed the chain on the scythe of death, and the entire scythe flew out of his hand.

The Death Scythe was surrounded by a dark red and pitch-black aura, and the space around it was distorted, and the Death Scythe disappeared as soon as it was struck.

Jiang Yuan's divine sense spread out, and suddenly a crack opened in the void behind him, and a hideous death scythe poked out of the gap.

"The end of the world is just around the corner!"

The Void Mystery was cast, and the Death Scythe, which was about to tear Jiang Yuan into two pieces, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and its movements became extremely slow.

"Ten Thousand Sword Potential!"

"Tianyi Sword Soul Technique! Nine Swords Return to One!"

Ten thousand swords strangled and slashed, Tianyi Sword Soul Technique nine swords returned to one, nine void long swords condensed into a big sword, and with the blessing of ten thousand swords, that big sword fell from above.

Mao Yuyue's eyes narrowed slightly, the nine swords were unified and the ten thousand swords were powerful, invincible, and could only temporarily avoid the edge.

"Want to run, shrink into inches!"

The void mystery that was completely opposite to the end of the world, the big sword instantly descended on the top of Mao Yuyue's head.

"What!"

Mao Yuyue exclaimed, and with a flick of his little hand, the Death Scythe collided with the chain with a crisp sound, and the split air was forcibly interrupted, calling the Death Scythe back to his side.

Rumble!

The return of the nine swords to one is itself an extremely powerful sword move, under the power of ten thousand swords, the sword intent is ten thousand, one is stronger than the other, and finally ten thousand swords are one, condensed into this sword.

Under the powerful sword move, Mao Yuyue was shocked and flew out, her hands trembled, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the blood stained the death scythe.

"Fight beautifully, Jiang Yuan, just fight like this!" Zhuge Junhao made a return to the audience and applauded on the side.

Jiang Yuan nodded at him, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and followed with a sword.

"Ten Thousand Blades!"

"Necromancy!"

Mao Yuyue clenched her teeth, and blood oozed from her hands, staining the Death Scythe.

Mao Yuyue's exercises come from Mao Rui, and the exercises practiced by the marshals of the Wild Scythe Army are close to mad demons, and they can use blood as a guide to perform stronger moves.

Yun Tianxing's Blood Madness Technique is one of the supreme secret methods in the Wild Scythe Army, in Mao Rui's eyes, Mao Yuyue is not as good as Yun Tianxing, and he is not qualified to practice Blood Madness.

But this did not prevent her from sacrificing blood in other ways.

Originally, it was just a small injury that was healed casually, but the blood did not stop, and the bright red blood was infused into the scythe of death, and the blood qi surrounded the sickle, and also surrounded Mao Yuyue.

Roar!

A cloud of black gas rushed out from behind Mao Yuyue and turned into a huge shadow, which could not see the specific appearance clearly, but could only see that it was a vague human form.

The shadow stood behind Mao Yuyue, his movements in line with her, holding the Death Scythe, lifeless.

"Kill!"

Mao Yuyue's eyes were red, almost crazy, wielding the Death Scythe, and the black shadow behind her was also waving, and the movements were the same as hers.

The moment the black shadow swung the Death Scythe, there was a flurry of movement in the surrounding space, and suddenly one blade after another poked out, although it was only a pitch-black shadow, it was sharper than the real Death Scythe.

"Under ten thousand blades, there is no living being!"

The black shadow behind Mao Yuyue is the necromantic summoned by sacrificing blood, and the ten thousand blades are the means of attack that she and the necromancer jointly trigger.

"Jiang Yuan, be careful, it's okay to hang the lottery if you're injured, don't embarrass me. Zhuge Junhao said shyly on the side.

"If you want to be embarrassed, you will be ashamed, Lao Tzu will not be ashamed, Jiyan guards!"

While fighting, Jiang Yuan did not forget to fight with Zhuge Junhao.

There were more and more shadow scythes, and the intensity of the attack became more and more intense, Jiang Yuan's arms slowly opened, and a fiery power emanated from his body.

The Vermilion Bird chirped, and a flame divine bird emerged from Jiang Yuan's body, flew for nine days, and swooped down to Jiang Yuan's side, slowly spreading its wings to protect Jiang Yuan.

The flames swept away, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird was outside, forming a huge fireball that surrounded Jiang Yuan.

Whether it is the necromancer or the ten thousand blades, it is an extremely dark means, and the extreme flame guards it to the sun and is just right to restrain it.

Buzz!

The shadow scythe continued to attack the fireball guarded by the extreme flame, but before it could get closer, it was dissolved by the power of the supreme yang.

Mao Yuyue's face was hideous, his face was pale, his hands tightly grasped the scythe of death, and shouted: "Jiang Yuan, today I will have a fish with you to break the net, and death will come!"

More blood fed into the Death Scythe, and the black shadow behind him suddenly had a sense of realism, revealing two blood-red balls of hideous blood light on the part of the eyes.

And Mao Yuyue's body became dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her crystal white arms were only skinny and bones at this moment, but the expression on her face was very hideous.

The black shadow flashed a fierce light, and swung its scythe and slashed down at the fireball guarded by the Extreme Flame.

Rumble!

The collision of darkness and flame, the fiery power escaping outward, and time seems to be frozen in this moment.

Suzaku let out a mournful roar, and the black shadow roared, and both disappeared at the same time.

Everything is calm again.

Jiang Yuan stood in place, holding a forbidden spirit weapon, possessed by a fiery true body, and full of breath.

And Mao Yuyue is like a skeleton that has been drained of flesh and blood, and has long lost its human form.

"Control the soul to recognize the chaotic form!"

Jiang Yuan stepped forward and took a step, and under the impact of his soul, Mao Yuyue's expression was sluggish, and his face was confused.