"Little one, I know the origin of this seat, since this is the case, there is no need to talk nonsense,

The Night Demon Hou listened to Kunxu Tingtian shouting his name, and his face also showed a bit of pride, he glanced at Chu Fengmian and Kunxu Tingtian, and said coldly.

"Hand over the inheritance of the Upper Sword Sect, this seat can give you a good time. ”

The Night Demon Marquis's hands were stained with countless blood, and the immortal generals who died in his hands were not a hundred but eighty, looking at Chu Fengmian and Kun Xuan stabbing the sky.

An immortal general, a half-step Heavenly and Human Realm martial artist, was not taken into his eyes at all, for him, this Sword Sect inheritance, as long as it was in the hands of Chu Fengmian and the others, it was within reach.

"Oh, an old devil in the realm of immortals, and he dares to be arrogant in front of me?"

Chu Fengmian listened to the words of the Night Demon Marquis, his eyes showed a bit of murderous intent, and he sneered.

"Juniors looking for death?"

The Night Demon Hou snorted coldly, and the moment he heard Chu Fengmian's words, he immediately made a move, and suddenly slammed at Chu Fengmian with a palm.

The palm of this palm contains boundless killing intent, and it is even more contaminated with bloody power, and the blood mist is condensed into demon blood and turned into a demon blood hand.

The demon blood contained in this has the power to erode everything, even if it is a martial artist and demon god of the same realm, it is impossible to resist the erosion of this demon blood.

"Demon Blood Great Handprint! This is one of the most vicious killing moves of the Night Demon Marquis!"

Seeing the Night Demon Marquis's move, some of the martial artists next to him had already recognized the origin of this move and spoke softly.

"In order to practice this demon blood mudra, the Night Demon Marquis slaughtered hundreds of sects and hundreds of millions of living beings, and when he slaughtered that living being, he demonized the blood on their bodies and transformed it into demon blood, so that such a demon blood big hand was condensed!"

"In order to condense such a demon blood master, it is enough to slaughter hundreds of sects?"

Hearing this, some of the martial artists were dumbfounded.

Although among the powerhouses present, everyone's hands were stained with this lot of blood, but the act of directly slaughtering hundreds of sects in order to practice an immortal art like the Night Demon Marquis still makes people shudder.

When many people looked at this big hand of demon blood, their eyes showed a little jealousy, the demon blood of hundreds of millions of living beings was condensed into such a big hand of demon blood, and the power contained in it was extremely terrifying.

This trick alone has made the Night Demon Marquis quite famous.

There are two immortal powerhouses who have died under this magic blood handprint, even if they are martial artists and demon gods in the same realm, they dare not resist this move.

"This Night Demon Marquis is ruthless enough, but he doesn't plan to leave any life for these two boys. ”

Some martial artists looked at Chu Fengmian and Kun Xu, and in their eyes, Chu Fengmian was already dead.

Once this blood-colored big handprint is shot, even if it is a martial artist and demon god of the same realm, it will be difficult to resist, let alone Chu Fengmian and the others.

"Die!"

The Night Demon Hou snorted coldly, and the Demon Blood Great Handprint bombarded down in the air, and a palm bombarded down, and the sound of thunder resounded, containing boundless power, and the pure power of this palm alone reached an incomparably strong point.

What's more, in it, there is also the demon blood that destroys everything.

"Compete with me for strength, Dragonclaw!"

Chu Fengmian watched the big demon blood handprint urged by the Night Demon Marquis in the air bombard down, his eyes showed a little coldness, and he let out a long roar.

Suddenly, right behind Chu Fengmian, a dragon roar rang out, and a huge battle dragon claw condensed out from the top of Chu Fengmian's head, volleyed into the air, and bombarded away with the demon blood handprint.

"Hard resistance?"

"Isn't this kid crazy, right? This big handprint of demon blood, under hard resistance, will definitely be directly destroyed by the demon blood in it. ”

Looking at Chu Fengmian's actions, many martial artists and demon gods shook their heads, in their eyes, Chu Fengmian's actions now were an act of self-indulgence.

Resisting this demonic blood mudra, not to mention the difference in its own strength, is that this demonic blood alone, once it is contaminated, it will fall into a situation of no return.

If Chu Fengmian escaped, in their opinion, there might still be a glimmer of life.

But if he resists hard now, Chu Fengmian will definitely die.

When the Night Demon Marquis saw Chu Fengmian's plan to resist, there was a bit of disdain in his eyes, and in his eyes, Chu Fengmian was going to become a dead man in the next moment.

But in front of the two palms, at the moment of the collision in the air.

The Night Demon Hou's face changed drastically, as if he had sensed something that he could never have imagined.

It's not just Daredevil.

The other martial artists and demon gods present all looked at the scene in front of them and were suddenly stunned.

The scene in front of them was something they could never have dreamed of.

At the moment when these two palms collided, the Demon Blood Great Handprint condensed by the Night Demon Hou collapsed and shattered, and the collision of these two palms separated the opponent in an instant.

The big handprint of demon blood was blown up in an instant.

The demon blood in it was shrouded in Chu Fengmian's war dragon claws, eroding wildly, but it was actually unable to cause a little damage to the war dragon claws.

On the contrary, this mass of demonic blood, under the power of the dragon, was suppressed, trembling.

Such a scene is unimaginable to anyone.

The Daredevil Marquis is famous, but he doesn't know how many strong people he has killed before he hit, and no one will doubt the strength of the Daredevil Marquis.

This move of his Demon Blood Great Handprint can destroy a sect with one move, but now it was directly exploded by Chu Fengmian's claws of the battle dragon.

No one thought of this scene, not even the Daredevil himself.

He immediately came back to his senses, gathered his strength again, and in the palm of his hand, he wanted to strike again, but Chu Fengmian's speed was much faster than him, and in an instant, Chu Fengmian made a move.

"With this little strength, this little magic skill, dare to come and kill me?"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly.

His figure turned into a ray of light, and he instantly came to the front of the Night Demon Marquis, and blasted out with a punch.

The power of this punch contains the power of the Nine Styles of the Ancestors.

Now Chu Fengmian's comprehension of the Nine Styles of the Ancestor is no longer limited to acting, whether it is fist technique, palm technique, or swordsmanship, it can perfectly show the essence of it.

Just like the Ancestor Heavenly Dragon, no matter how he struck, what burst out was the strongest power, and now although Chu Fengmian could not reach the level of the Ancestor Heavenly Dragon, he was also close to such a level.

Rumble!

The rolling dragon power emerged from Chu Fengmian's side, all of them condensed a venerable dragon shadow, Chu Fengmian was in the center of Wanlong, like a dragon emperor standing tall, and Wanlong worshipped.

(End of chapter)