Chapter 641: The Road to Perdition

Heaven and earth rumbled, blood and light and shadow splashed in the shout.

Lian Sansheng looked at the battle situation below, and frowned slightly, those wall grasses were really in full swing.

But also because they are wall grass, not real evil ghosts, they only have the lives of the White Witch clan in their eyes at this time, and they do not spare any hand when fighting those martial artists who are controlled by the blood contract.

The ghost mother was already in distress in the distance, and rushed into the battlefield angrily, wanting to tear off the hands of the White Witch Clan one by one to relieve her hatred.

"Huh?" Just glanced down at it, and Lian Sansheng felt that something didn't seem quite right ahead.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Bai Wangyu, who she said was a "hot-blooded young man", and a dangerous aura began to burst out from his body, did he also start to fight hard? He also knew that it was unrealistic to pin his hopes on Bai Fengdao, so he could only dedicate his 100% efforts to try to fight to the death with Lian Sansheng.

Lian Sansheng frowned slightly, and he didn't dare to drag it out.

The desperate Saburo who is in a desperate situation is still not easy to mess with.

The long sword trembled in Bai Wangyu's hand, making a buzzing sword sound, and his yuan power was continuously pouring into the long sword.

Bai Wangyu's eyes were about to split: "Lich King, today is either you or I die!" ”

Lian Sansheng looked at Bai Wangyu calmly: "I said that my name is Lian Sansheng, are you deaf, or is your brain not very good?" ”

"Die!" Bai Wangyu was completely enraged by Lian Sansheng, and an astonishing aura burst out from his body, as if he had completely changed a person, he roared, and the tongue of Yuan Li was spewing on his sword, and he didn't want to manipulate the martial artist who was contracted by blood.

He was alone and rushed to practice Sansheng.

The sword is enough to destroy the world.

Lian Sansheng is ready to fight, no matter what, Bai Wangyu is a martial artist who has been in the fate for a long time, no matter how weak he is, he is also in the fate. It is also a height that is difficult for almost all martial artists in the world to match, and the martial artists who can enter the fate are too few and too few for the entire Dao Ruins Heaven.

How can a mad Rim Realm martial artist be underestimated?

The head floated above the body, the wine had not yet dissipated, and the red slash held in Lian Sansheng's hand was lightly swiped in mid-air before Bai Wangyu pounced, and the blood shrouded it!

The red burst of the wine realm swallowed Bai Wangyu into it!

Unexpectedly, Bai Wangyu seemed to have broken through the wine realm, as if he had completely ignored the reverse effect of upside down sentient beings, and rushed straight towards Lian Sansheng!

Lian Sansheng was taken aback, a little caught off guard, and hurriedly swung his sword to meet him!

While!

As soon as the spark seed burst out, it was swallowed up by the Yuanli frenzy!

The energy like a torrent crashing on the shore hit the two of them, knocking them far away in an instant.

The wind and the sand of heaven and earth are gone, and the vitality is like a sword.

If it weren't for the fact that the wine realm had trapped some energy, I was afraid that half of the martial artists in Hades City would be seriously injured.

Lian Sansheng stood in the distance, looking at Bai Wangyu coldly, this move, and even the distance she withdrew was farther than Bai Wangyu.

Bai Wangyu had some upper hand.

Lian Sansheng's head and body were washed away and were not in the same area.

Lian Sansheng was still a little stiff when he watched Bai Wangyu being repulsed at this time, so it was not that Bai Wangyu ignored the upside-down sentient beings, but that Bai Wangyu overcame the upside-down sentient beings at such a desperate juncture.

Her head flew quickly to her body, and she said, "Bai Wangyu, you are indeed very strong. We're not going to fight here, though, are we? Stay away from Hades City, after all, your people are also here, you don't want the White Witch Clan to be wiped out because of the war between the two of us, right? ”

"I don't!" Bai Wangyu sneered, "If you want to die, everyone will die together, and if you want to live, everyone will live together." ”

Well, Bai Wangyu's mind is no longer clear, if he hits the back, even if he is still alive, it is impossible for the White Witch Clan to survive in the environment of the fate and realm, okay!

Even if Bai Wangyu doesn't take care of the White Witch Clan, Lian Sansheng has to take care of his own people.

Lian Sansheng suddenly shouted: "I'll let you go, just go!" ”

"I don't!"

However, as soon as Bai Wangyu's voice fell, a huge and incomparably large shadow of the blood sword had already appeared in front of Lian Sansheng, and the tip of the sword suddenly pushed towards Bai Wangyu brutally!

There are not many sword moves, even if it is a former inferior martial arts, a move in the Sword Rainbow Roaring Daily Record is enough to make Bai Wangyu retreat step by step.

The tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, although the strength is not measured by size, Bai Wangyu still felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, his long sword looked so small in front of the shadow of the blood sword, the sword shadow locked him, he couldn't escape or swing this sword shadow, he could only resist.

He thought that he could break through this sword shadow from it, but he didn't expect this sword shadow to be so strong and strong, he was like a mantis arm as a car, and the power of the sword shadow almost overturned him!

Bai Wangyu was unwilling and unconvinced, his green muscles burst out, and every piece of flesh on his body burst out with strength.

"Ahh

Bai Wangyu roared angrily, and the vitality of the long sword in his hand surged, and he actually stopped the sword shadow in place!

"You're nothing more than that." Bai Wangyu sneered.

"Really?" Lian Sansheng suddenly pulled the red slash in his hand back, and the huge sword shadow followed back, and then Lian Sanshengyuan's surging right palm slapped directly to the end of the sword hilt!

Buzz –

The sword shadow let out a roar and quickly stabbed towards Bai Wangyu, and at the same time, the red slash roared through the huge sword shadow at a faster speed, passed through the tip of the sword shadow, and appeared in front of Bai Wangyu in a blink of an eye, almost hitting his eyebrows.

Bai Wangyu hurriedly raised his sword to try to cut the sword, but unexpectedly, Chi Slash fought with him on the spot, clanging, sparks splashing, and energy bursting.

In the blink of an eye, a few moves passed, and the giant sword shadow got closer and closer in Bai Wangyu's nervous eyes!

While!

Bai Wangyu finally bounced the red slash away, and then immediately raised his sword to try to block the sword shadow.

Rumble!

Bai Wangyu's long sword couldn't stop the sword shadow, and the rapid sword shadow actually directly penetrated Bai Wangyu! The shadow after passing through Bai Wangyu was like broken glass, but it did not affect the majestic Yuan Force energy that blasted Bai Wangyu away.

Lian Sansheng held his head and made a lookout movement with his hand in front of him, watching Bai Wangyu "whoosh" and fly farther and farther, and finally fell into a pit with a "bang". She muttered: "Let him go, if someone 'asks' him to go, he doesn't know how to lift." ”

Holding the flying red slash, Lian Sansheng swept towards the place where Bai Wangyu was.

The White Witch Clan below looked at it, his heart was getting more and more chilling, and the movements in his hands became more and more inadequate, their patriarch not only didn't care about their life or death, but was even beaten to the sky and the earth, what hope did the White Witch Clan have?

Who started all this?

It's a white sword.

Where is he!

No matter how desperate you are, you are outnumbered, and no matter how hot your blood is, you can't resist the enemy on your back, and the shadow of death envelops the White Witch Clan.

Despair is comparable to the hand stretched out from the bottomless abyss, pulling the White Witch Clan to sink.