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The silver flying sword slashed at the Blood Sky Demon Lord like lightning.

Hundreds of zhang away, a fierce sword intent was already rushing towards him.

The Blood Heaven Demon Monarch's pupils shrank slightly, and his mouth opened. A cloud of blood flames erupted, and he headed towards the flying sword.

With a "boom", the flying sword split the blood flames. Straight towards the Blood Heaven Demon Lord's face door.

In a panic, the Blood Heaven Demon Lord's right arm was raised, and a punch slammed into the past.

There was another muffled sound, the sword shadow collapsed, one of the fists of the Blood Sky Demon Lord broke off at the wrist, and one after another sharp sword shadows hit the body, and the aura of the body protection collapsed, and the sackcloth was full of holes.

The Blood Heaven Demon Lord cursed in a low voice, and his mana urged. The blood on the severed arm shone brightly, and a palm quickly sprouted from the head.

The sleeve of his left robe flicked. The crimson rings flew past the warship.

Xiao Xuan saw it clearly and raised his hand. The blue-glowing flying sword slashed through the air, striking the past against the ring.

The muffled sound came one after another, and the rings were hit by the flying sword, and all of them burst open, turning into a blood-colored mist of light and heading towards Zhou Fei.

Xiao Xuan just breathed a sigh of relief, and saw the colorful butterflies flying out of the blood mist, but his complexion changed greatly, this ring was a spirit beast ring.

A beautiful colored butterfly with a large size and a beautiful color flew out of the blood mist, swaying with the wings, and the body expanded and contracted rapidly, and it actually turned into a huge size.

There are thousands of them.

I don't know if I was attracted by the blood demon flame on the battle boat, but I was still full of spirituality, and I actually waved my wings and flew towards the war boat.

The screams were revived, and the treasure umbrella sacrificed by Liu Qiao'er was completely shattered, and a cloud of blood flames spread out, although most of the blood flames and the color light mask sacrificed by Master Yizhan collided together, melting and dissolving, but some of the blood flames also fell on the world.

Except for a few high-level immortals, the bottom of the body protection shield around the other people's bodies could not stop the blood flame corrosion, and one by one the skin was scorched and rotten, and the heart was stinging.

Seeing the colorful butterflies surrounding, the world resisted the bone-eroding stinging pain, and at the same time sacrificed magic weapons to hit the past.

With a wave of the sleeve of the Blood Sky Demon Lord's left hand, a few red beads flew towards the dancing butterflies, but the figure flew backwards like lightning, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shouted in a low voice: "Burst!" ”

With a "boom", several red beads shattered together, turning into a sky of blood and flames, drowning a group of colorful butterflies all over the mountains.

One by one, the colorful butterflies were hit by this blood flame, squeaking and screaming, and their bodies burst one after another, turning into clouds of colored mist.

Blood flames and colored mist converged together, heading towards the flying boat seat.

"It's not good, this is a phantom flame moth, it's highly poisonous, run away!"

Xu Jie seemed to remember the origin of this colorful butterfly, screamed loudly, stretched out his hand to pull Liu Qiao'er, and the figure flickered, and he was about to escape from the bow of the boat.

At this moment, the golden light flashed in front of him, and the huge figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy flew from the sky above the war boat, and with a wave of the silver giant stick in his hand, with a "boom", a row of stick shadows broke through the air, and a silver hurricane swayed, and in an instant, the colorful mist and blood flames fluttering in the sky were wrapped in it, turning into a huge wind dragon of color and falling towards the Blood Sky Demon Lord.

The Blood Heavenly Demon Lord's complexion changed suddenly, this poisonous mist and the Blood Demon Flame were mixed together, once it was covered on his body, even he couldn't bear it, and the silver giant stick held in the hands of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy made him feel uneasy for a while.

The sleeves of the robe flicked back hard, lifting the strength of the whole body, the figure flew up lightly, and the dust was gone, much faster than the wind dragon on the back.

"Old guy, do you want to run away if you don't beat you when you see the deity?"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect Courtyard finished speaking, and a golden giant palm leaned forward, grabbing the past at the Blood Heaven Demon Monarch from afar.

Regarding the sudden "resurrection" of the Blood Heaven Demon Lord, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy were not overly surprised, a veteran Demon Lord who had been in charge of the overall situation of the Shura Clan for many years, it was normal to have one or two incarnations, and it was not impossible to let the incarnation break the bottleneck and advance to the realm of the Demon Lord after the death of the body.

The space above the Blood Sky Demon Lord's head shook together, casually showing a golden giant palm, and the thick finger pointed downward, and the space around it condensed, and the figure of the Blood Sky Demon Lord rushing forward changed a little.

The disciple of Wuwei Sect raised his footsteps and flew after the past.

The Blood Heaven Demon Monarch turned his head and glanced at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, his lips moved, and he whispered a few words silently, and suddenly a punch hit the dantian, and with a "boom", the blood around his body was released, and in the blink of an eye, the figure was wrapped in a dazzling blood light, and his speed increased again.

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy chased after the past in great strides, the speed was not a little slower than the Blood Heaven Demon Lord, and even a few points faster, suddenly shouted angrily, and with a wave of the long stick in his hand, a silver stick shadow pierced the void, roaring and smashing the past.

The figure of the Blood Sky Demon Lord suddenly turned westward, fleeing in the other direction.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the person has turned into two dazzling lights, one red and one gold

Although the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy repelled most of the blood flames and poisonous mist, there was still a small part of the poisonous mist that blew in the wind.

The monks on the battle boat were dizzy, their chests were stuffy, and the true qi in their bodies was faintly unsmooth.

Especially those monks who were infected with the Blood Demon Flame were crying bitterly.

He took out various antidote pills and threw them into his mouth, urging the true qi to detoxify while opposing the corrosion of the blood demon flame.

The master of the Wuwei Sect Sect Disciple's Yuan Ying pinched his hands and continuously struck on the Forbidden Center of the War Boat, and the Heavenly Wind Boat sped forward when he boarded, throwing the poisonous mist far away after his death.

The silver light on both sides of the flying boat shone, and a silver light curtain quickly floated out.

At this moment, Xiao Xuan and Tianpeng suddenly looked at a horizon together.

"Who the hell is hiding there!"

Xiao Xuan's face sank, and he said coldly.

Tianpeng raised his right hand and punched the past.

"Dead fat pig, but you are a clever man!"

A depressed man's voice suddenly sounded in the air, the light and shadow flashed, and the broken soul of a golden robe appeared in the void, with a white talisman attached to his waist.

With a flick of his fists, rows of golden fist shadows burst through the air, roaring and pouring out of the battle boat.

The shouts and angry scolding rang out, and a group of monks hurriedly struck out their fists and feet, sacrificing magic weapons.

It's a pity that the people of the world are simply injured, and their mana is not good, where can they stop the iron fist of a demon lord.

A miserable scream came, and the bones between the chest and abdomen of the stone deaf man were completely shattered, and he was thrown high by a huge force, and flew out of the battle boat, his eyes were blurred, and the blood in his mouth spurted wildly, and he couldn't see it alive.

One after another, the violent spiritual power rushed left and right on the battle boat, Jin Zhi, Jin Lin, Xu Jie, Lu Chongyang, Liu Qiao'er, Sky Bird and others all broke their bones and tendons, and they fell on the battle boat, if it were not for the high upturned deck on both sides of the war boat, they flew out in the same way.

At the end of this section, I wish you a happy read! (To be continued)

One hundred and ten carbines

As soon as the footsteps were raised, the figure flickered, and suddenly disappeared in the air.

Whether it was the silver axe from Tiancang, the Zen staff of Master Yizhan, or the long sword incarnated by Xiao Xuan, they all fell into the air.

The next moment, the broken soul appeared directly above the war boat, his eyes swept over the quiet rooms in the war boat, and with a raised right hand, he punched the past at the one in between.

There are nine people in this quiet room, except for the Yuan Ying of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, the other eight people are all seriously injured, and it is naturally more convenient to fight and kill than to resist Tianpeng and others, besides, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect will reverse at any time, and if they hesitate a little, the fighter will disappear in a flash.

The dazzling golden fist shadow smashed tightly on the silent room.

There was a thunderclap, and a cloud of gold and silver spiritual light rose in the air, and the war boat flew towards the ground like a meteor.

Seeing that the war boat was about to crash into the ground, it was still a hundred feet away from the ground, and suddenly it rose into the sky again.

As for the quiet room, it only caved into a depth of a few feet, giving birth to cracks, but it did not completely collapse.

Broken Soul was stunned, his face full of surprise.

With his current supernatural powers, he can't smash this battle boat into two with one punch? It's incredible!

Could it be that this battle boat is a Saint-level spiritual treasure? This is simply an impossible job, with the strength of the human race, who would consume so much precious spiritual material to refine a warship that is of little use?

Suddenly, I remembered something, and I was secretly depressed, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect had already obtained the treasure of the Seven Yao Demon Lords, what was a Saint-level Spirit Treasure level battle boat?

As soon as his footsteps were raised, he chased after him, his heart moved at will, and the mana in his body rushed towards his right arm, lifting ten percent of his strength, and punching at the quiet room.

The wind and thunder roared. The golden shadow of the fist pierced the dark sky like a scorching sun.

This time, the ashram was completely smashed and distorted and clinged to the deck, as well as the other two nearby ashrams. The warship rolled and crashed into a small mountain peak more than a hundred feet high, and the ground shook. Dust and smoke filled the mountain, and the mountain peaks collapsed with a bang.

The movement of the broken soul was too fast, and the cyan long sword that Xiao Xuan had incarnated roared and chased after him, and the battle boat had been buried by the rubble.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines!"

Broken Soul snorted coldly, turned around unhurriedly, raised his left hand, and punched the long sword.

Defend against these monks of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. He regained his courage from scratch.

The fist shadow burst in the air, and the long sword flew upside down, as if it was a few points faster than when it came, and in a flash, it hit the golden dragon that followed the long sword, and with a "click", the golden dragon was cut in two, and the two halves of the dragon's body were distorted and changed, turning into two golden Zen staffs.

The moment the Zen staff cracked, the face of the master who followed the Zen staff changed suddenly. The body shook a few times, and the corners of the mouth oozed a trace of blood, although this Zen staff was only a spiritual treasure.

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