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A right fist was firmly trapped by a strange force that rotated rapidly, and the huge force carried by the fist shadow was also invisible in this strange force.
With a "boom", a viscous blood-colored flame rushed out of the white-robed Confucian body, and pounced on the disciples of the Wuwei Sect with his head covered in his face.
The stench is tangy!
This Confucian who looks elegant and elegant, actually cultivates the same blood path demon skills as the Blood Heaven Demon Lord, and his mana is unfathomable, and even the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder did not repel his mana.
There was a thunderclap that shook the sky!
The seven-colored thunder light that swirled and fluttered around the disciple of the Wuwei Sect suddenly became several times stronger, and the rolling blood flames were instantly repelled by the thunder light.
However, the waist of the white-robed Confucian was bowed forward, and his hands pushed both sides of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, and the figure flicked back strangely, flying out of the way like a lobster.
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Seventy fled from the wind
The soft neck shook casually, and the head that was hanging after death flicked upward, and it returned to normal, and its mouth opened, spewing out a ball of blood flames. 》,
With a sound of "Peng", a puff of dark red cow hair needles several inches long rushed out of the blood flames, and there were dozens of them, and they shot straight towards the disciples of Wuwei Sect.
In the right hand, the red light flashed, and there was an extra foot-long red prismatic thin sword, this thin sword only needs the thickness of a thumb, not like a sword, but like a sharp sharp sharp cone, the hand is raised, the thin sword flashes away, and the next moment, it is presented in front of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, the tip of the sword trembled, like a poisonous snake pounced on the throat of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, the last hair came first, much faster than the speed of those cow hair needles.
Although the mana of the Blood Heaven Demon Lord is not as good as that of the white-robed old man, his reaction speed is not slow at all, and when he saw the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, he suddenly appeared, as if a mouse had seen a cat, he screamed strangely, his figure flickered, and he teleported to a thousand feet away, and turned around and fled.
The movements of people are as fast as lightning, which is a long story, but in fact, this qi is in an instant.
Seeing that the thin sword was about to be stabbed in the throat, a golden fist shadow smashed the thin sword first, and with a "bell", the thin sword flew diagonally towards the sky, as if it was a few points faster than when it came.
Along with this, the black light flashed around the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and a set of black armor was born casually, wrapping the figure in it from head to toe.
In the sound of Ding Dingdang, the thin needles that shot from the cow hair were flicked back one after another, and the bottom could not pierce the armor in the slightest.
The disciple of Wuwei Gate raised his footsteps, his figure flickered, and he once again pounced on the white-robed Confucian student. In his right hand, a black light flashed, and a long black rod of a length of a few feet appeared. smashed it at the top of the white-robed Confucian student's head.
Before the shadow of the stick arrived, the pressure of the mountain was already coming. The space in front of the white-robed Confucian instantly shattered.
The white-robed Confucian was already horrified in his heart, the figure that the disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy could hide quietly appeared on his side, and now it made him feel inconceivable, the mana in his body seemed to have no loss of foundation, which was beyond his expectations, the flying needles and thin swords were abnormally sharp, and the treasures that pierced through the level of spiritual treasures could be described as rare, and they could not pierce the fists and armors of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.
The most unexpected thing is that the Blood Sky Demon Lord just now swore that he was not afraid of a true dragon falling from the sky, and now he would actually flee without a fight!
The shadow of the stick is like a mountain, which makes people's hearts depressed. He didn't dare to resist, his figure was vague, and the arrow flew backwards and flew out thousands of feet away.
At this moment, there was a sudden stabbing pain between the belly of the dantian, and then, the essence and blood true yuan in the body actually rushed towards the belly of the dantian, and at some point there was an extra blood-colored strange blade in the abdomen that was inch long, and this blood-colored strange blade was like a knife not a knife, like a sword but not a sword. The blade is straight, one side of the blade is extremely sharp, but the other side of the blade is half an inch thick, it is the Blood Demon Knife.
The Blood Demon Knife swirled rapidly between the belly of the white-robed Confucian Sheng, swelling and shrinking violently. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ruler to grow.
The white-robed Confucian suddenly came to his senses, this magic knife must have been left by a fist of a disciple of the Wuwei Sect when he got out of his belly.
It's a pity that it's useless to remember it at this moment.
A rain of blood rushed out from between the belly of the dantian. The waist was cut in two from the inside out.
Even if his mana was profound, he hadn't cultivated the dantian's belly and intestines to be as strong as a spiritual treasure. And the sharpness of the Blood Demon Knife was enough to smash the spirit treasure.
Seeing his body being cut in two, he couldn't help but announce a sharp scream in his mouth.
Hand up. A silver ring flew towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Two muffled sounds sounded one after another, and the two halves of the body suddenly collapsed on their own, and the blood and flesh in the sky gathered towards the center, turning into a figure with a vague face and a bloody body, and fled into the distance.
The disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy hit the air with a stick, and saw a silver ring swelling and shrinking violently in front of him, and he waved his arm without thinking, and hit the past with another stick.
With the sound of "bell", the silver ring was shattered by a stick, and a ball of blood flame flew out of the ring, scattered, and turned into blood-colored points of light as large as a fist, row upon row, I don't know how many, instantly occupied a large piece of void, and actually wrapped the disciples of Wuwei Sect Academy.
As soon as these blood-colored points of light shot out, their bodies immediately swelled wildly, and they turned into a red-red giant bee with a slender size and a fierce appearance, there were tens of thousands of them, and the thin wings were red, yellow, and green, and the black poisonous needle on the tail was more than half a foot long.
In the midst of the blood-colored figure that was fleeing for its life, a person suddenly announced a loud and high-pitched scream.
As if they had received an order, the poisonous bees rushed towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect like a tide, buzzing loudly.
The disciples of Wuwei Sect were secretly amused, they had battle armor to protect themselves, no matter how fierce these poisonous bees were, the stingers could not pierce the battle armor, how could they hurt themselves?
The thunder around him was shining, and as soon as he lifted his footsteps, he was about to rush out of the encirclement of the bee colony, but he didn't expect that a group of poisonous bees in front of him suddenly exploded together, and in a series of sounds, a fishy and unpleasant thick blood rain poured all over his head.
This rain of blood fell on the battle armor, and it actually made a loud sound, and the layers of armor scales of the blood demon battle armor actually corroded patches of gray rust, which made the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy depressed, this blood demon battle armor itself had the effect of devouring essence blood, and it actually devoured these poisonous blood on its own, and it flowed towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy.
Fortunately, the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy were originally rushing outward, where could these poisonous bees stop his steps, the figure was only a flash, and he had already rushed out of the swarm far away, and then, without raising his head, he rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye, he was already out of the way.
Even so, more than a dozen drops of blood rained on his face, and a hot burning sensation came, and several holes burst out on his face.
As soon as the mana was urged, with a "boom", a golden flame rushed out from the belly of the dantian, and in the blink of an eye, the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy had now turned into a golden fire man, and in the crackling burning sound, the poisonous blood in the battle armor surface suddenly dissipated.
There was a slight fainting in my head.
After death, the poisonous bees buzzed and pounced.
Secretly smiling bitterly, he had to run towards it again, only to throw a group of poisonous bees behind him far away, and then he could not care about the upper and lower examinations.
The heart was moved, and the ten Tiangang swords that came after the death turned into eight, turned into eight, and the sword shadows fluttered in the air, and then gathered towards the center, turning into a black dragon dozens of zhang long, and the long dragon tail flicked, and pounced on the blue ice Jiao.
The long stick in his hand was thrown into the void, and in the buzzing sound, the long stick expanded and contracted violently, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a hundred-foot giant.
The woman in the blue shirt on the left urged the moon chakra, and many chakra shadows blocked her body.
Another woman in a blue shirt just struck a magic duel at the blue ice tower above her head with an expressionless face, and the ice tower spun and spewed out a dazzling blue light, turning into a blue ice blade more than ten zhang long and rising into the sky, facing the stick shadow and slashing the past, the white runes in these ice blades shone uncertainly, slashing on the stick shadow, and it was easy to repel the stick shadow.
With a hand, a white jade ring flew out of the sleeve, flying towards the black long rod, a burst of violent expansion and contraction, before the black long rod, the diameter was already hundreds of times larger, after a series of dingding sounds, the jade ring was actually firmly set on the black long rod, and then, a cluster of blue cold flames rushed out of the jade ring, and in an instant, there was a thick layer of blue ice crystals on the black long rod, and there was no rod shadow flying out.
The blue-shirted woman didn't pay attention to the sudden stick shadow, just urged the secret technique to fly forward, and the stick shadow was actually left behind by her far away, and the speed of her body was not inferior to the Golden Immortal Monk at all.
Lan Jiao saw the black dragon pounce, his mouth opened, and a blue ice flame flew out, and with a roar, half of the black dragon's body was covered with a layer of blue ice crystals, and his right claw was raised, and he slapped the black dragon's head with a claw.
The black dragon was transformed by the Tiangang Sword, how could he be afraid of this chill, the dragon claw was raised, and the shadow of the claw was gone, and the dragon's mouth opened, spewing out a cloud of black mist, turning into a black sword wire as thick as chopsticks and shooting forward.
The battle was in a mess when you came and went, and the loud sound of thunder and thunder was endless, and the void trembled violently.
Two lights and shadows, one green and one gold, flashed, and the front and rear feet of Lady Baihua and Lingyin Zen Master appeared nearby.
Mrs. Baihua looked left and right, and the eight silver swords coiled around her flew towards the blue-shirted woman who was driving the moon wheel, and flipped her palm.