Murong Bogu and Shen Qiuqi flew out miserably, both planted in the sand, and rowed out far along the sand, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

It seems that it is not two amazing and brilliant divine beast bloodline warriors, but two weak low-level martial artists.

Looking at "Tang Xian" again, I found ...... He stood quietly in the air, his hair and clothes a little messy, but he put his hands behind his back and was calm.

Why is that?

Everyone outside the "Life and Death Stage", including the three major Saint Rank masters, the heads of a large group of small forces, and the Supreme Elders of the various factions, all had their heads buzzing.

This is beyond their comprehension.

Jiang Buyi, Huo Rugui and other acquaintances of Zhou Fengchen looked numb.

And Han Huangxi was stunned! His eyes were full of confusion, and his body trembled violently.

……

"Ahem......"

Murong Bogu and Shen Qiuqi both fell into the sand, coughing violently, and with each cough, a trace of blood would come out of the corner of their mouth.

However, their eyes were full of confusion and horror, just now, the three of them bombarded each other at least thirty times, casting more than ten spells, but the strength of that "Tang Xian" was strangely much greater than them, and his combat ability and reaction speed were all perverted, and the spells were even more sophisticated, and the two of them actually ...... was completely at a disadvantage, and even took six palms each at the last moment!

Is this still human?

Murong Bogu looked at Shen Qiuqi stupidly, "Why?" ”

Shen Qiuqi took a deep breath and breathed again, gritted his teeth and staggered up, his expression solemn and his hands were sealed, "Fight!" ”

Boom –

An extremely strange aura suddenly spread in all directions, and the clouds rolled in the sky, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge illusory turtle slowly formed in the air.

Murong Bogu was stunned and got up, his expression solemn, and his hands were sealed.

Boom –

Another strange aura permeated the surroundings, and the sky became even darker!

And a huge illusory white tiger suddenly formed in the air.

"Roar-" As soon as he appeared, he let out a tiger roar! Spread the word.

The weather was dim, and the two divine beasts were squatting in vain.

The momentum is terrifying to the extreme!

……

"It's the summoning method of the Divine Beast Bloodline Martial Artist! Although it will be weak for a long time, it ...... There is still hope! ”

The disciples of the Dianjing and Tianyuan two sects rekindled their hopes.

Even the rest of the neutral sects hope that "Tang Xian", you lose!

After all, the bloodline of the divine beast is invincible, this is a rule, you are an ordinary person who breaks the rule, we can't accept it!

……

"Kill!"

Shen Qiuqi jumped up and rushed towards Zhou Fengchen in an indomitable posture, and the "Xuanwu" behind him pounced forward.

Strength, speed, and momentum have increased tenfold!

"Die to the dog mongrel! The bloodline of the divine beast is inviolable! ”

Murong Bogu also roared angrily and jumped into the air and rushed towards Zhou Fengchen.

The white tiger behind him followed like a shadow, running and roaring, and the momentum was shocking.

……

Almost all the so-called onlookers looked at Zhou Fengchen.

Can you take it this time?

Zhou Fengchen's hands behind his back were bloodstained, which were the scars of the confrontation with Murong Bogu just now, and his body trembled slightly at this time, looking at the phantom of the two divine beasts, but his face suddenly smiled.

A lot of viewers immediately caught his smile.

"What is he laughing at?"

"He's crazy?"

At this moment, Zhou Fengchen suddenly stretched out his hands, and the momentum of the whole person changed, just like a strange person who did not belong to this world.

He rose step by step, his hands slowly sealed, and his voice was bright and bright, like Hong Zhong Dalu, "Poor Dao Zhou Fengchen is a disciple of the Great Yan Sect!" Worship the way of the saint Lao Tzu, practice the art of the saint Guiguzi, and all gods and holy things must not be desecrated! Don't be driven by dirty and lowly people, retreat! ”

He found that these things of "divine beast blood" were indeed amazing, and at this time, they shook the two of them, even if they won, they would be a miserable win! Maybe the heart is damaged, and the overhaul of this world is over! So I had to imitate the Taoist teachings and try the name of the edict!

The crowd of people around the "Life and Death Terrace" were dumbfounded, he, what strange spell was he chanting?

Murong Bogu and Shen Qiuqi, who rushed over, were also stunned, feeling inexplicable!

However, at this time, something terrible happened, and the phantoms of "Xuanwu" and "White Tiger" actually faded!

"This ......"

The dense crowd of people in the audience was stunned for a moment.

Murong Bogu and Shen Qiuqi were also stunned.

"The so-called divine beast bloodline is a strange mongrel in my eyes!"

Zhou Fengchen saw that his Taoist edict was really useful, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his momentum climbed to the peak, "Canglang-" pulled out the dragon slaying knife, "I said, I won't die today!" Murong Bogu, Shen Qiuqi, die! ”

As he spoke, he tried his best to rush forward with an indomitable momentum.

"You're going to die, right?" Not to be outdone, Murong Bogu and Shen Qiuqi pulled out their spiritual weapons and rushed at the same time.

Boom –

The three of them collided violently again, and collided more than a dozen times in a row in an instant.

Once the phantom of the two divine beasts collided, it was weakened by one point, and it quickly dissipated, and it didn't seem to have any effect from beginning to end.

Boom!

Invisible waves of qi rushed in all directions, and the perspective mirror finally shattered.

Desert Fantasy is gone!

The three of them appeared cleanly above the "Life and Death Terrace".

Criss-crossed, every move is like a thunderbolt.

The crowd of people around them stared wide-eyed.

Ding——

Ding——

At this time, the spiritual weapons of Murong Bogu and Shen Qiuqi suddenly broke.

Zhou Fengchen was extremely fast, twisted his body in a weird posture, and kicked out two feet in an instant, hitting the two of them in the chest.

Bang! Bang!

The two of them were facing each other, falling down with a muffled snort, the spirit weapon fell, and they each spit out a mouthful of old blood in mid-air.

Lost!

The two great divine beast bloodline warriors tried their best, but they still lost.

The crowd of onlookers who were pressed by the black pressure has become numb, and today this person named "Tang Xian" has completely refreshed everyone's three views!

"Whew-"

Zhou Fengchen's posture did not stop, and he waved his knife straight to the side of the two.

This is really slaughtering people!

"Vertical and daring?"

Sun Zhu and He Yinniang's faces were faintly angry, and they rushed away with an unrivaled momentum.

"Huh?" Biqiong was faster, and stopped the two in a flash, "The competition between children, why should the two elders mix?" ”

"Get out of the way!" Sun Zhu and He Yinniang shouted at the same time.

"The old lady is not biased!" Biqiong smiled skillfully, as if she was ten years younger for a while.

And at this moment, Zhou Fengchen was like thunder, and he had already reached Shen Qiuqi's side, and without hesitation, he slashed horizontally with his backhand.

Poof—

Shen Qiuqi's eyes widened violently, and a blood mark appeared on his chest, and then with a "poof" sound, he fell to the ground with his internal organs.

Murong Bogu had already reached the ground, and he was suddenly stupefied, and knelt down with a "poof", "Senior Brother Tang, I'm sorry!" Don't kill ......"

It's late!

The tip of the "Dragon Slaying Knife" slashed his eyebrows, and a huge pain came, and his consciousness immediately dissipated.

"Poof—"

A corpse halved, "poof" fell to the ground.

That's how the two great divine beast bloodline martial artists ...... He's dead!

Corpses, internal organs, and blood were sprinkled all over the platform of life and death.

Zhou Fengchen sighed, put away his sword and stood upright, looking at the three confronting Saint Rank masters.

And the audience who was surrounded by darkness looked at the two corpses at his feet, and then looked at him, all of a sudden the cold was rising, and it was difficult to breathe!

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