The distance between the two was actually only five or six meters away. Song Chengjie was confident that at such a distance, he urged all his strength to suddenly explode this blow, even the king of the earth might not be able to dodge it.

But unexpectedly, the head of state seemed to have seen through Song Chengjie's style a long time ago, and his body dragged a blood-colored afterimage to the side, and at the same time shook his hand suddenly, only to hear the sound of gold and iron, Song Chengjie was pushed back by the huge force, and he retreated more than ten steps before he could barely stand firm.

Looking at the Führer in astonishment, Song Chengjie suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

"I'm looking forward to seeing how strong you'll be if you continue to grow. The Führer slowly lowered his hand, and the rich blood around him kept squirming like a living thing.

At this time, the head of state started from the shoulder, and his entire right arm was covered under a layer of blood-red armor, and in his right hand appeared a blood-colored knight's spear nearly two meters long, and it was this exaggerated weapon that repelled Song Chengjie just now.

"I wasn't going to kill you today, but it's only been the last time we've met here anyway. It's just a pity that the potential you showed made me change my mind, and if I let you go, I'm afraid it will be my stupidest decision. The Führer smiled slightly, as if he was catching up with a friend, "But I'm curious to know how far you've come, and I'm curious about the young paladin like you, come on." ”

Song Chengjie couldn't help but secretly become anxious when he heard this. It's not because of his own situation, but the meaning of the Führer is very clear, he will not be long before he will appear openly in Hongchuan, and then I am afraid that it will be the time for him to really enter the shield of justice.

Song Chengjie then remembered that the courteous head of the blood clan in front of him also had the title of "blood lord knight", because when he was fighting, he always liked to condense his blood into magical knight equipment, heavy armor, spears, and shields, this blood-red knight was once the undefeated myth of the blood clan.

In the face of him, Song Chengjie's only advantage is speed. If he paused, the Führer's blood-colored spear would surely unleash an attack that would destroy him.

The cold fog around him had already fused together to form a huge enchantment, but since Song Chengjie had also opened his own enchantment, those mist did not approach him further.

Constantly casting an explosive cyclone under his feet to provide speed, Song Chengjie continued to rush out, but although the Führer couldn't keep up with his speed, he had hundreds of years of accumulated combat experience, and each time he relied on minimal movement and the huge spear to force Song Chengjie far back.

In the face of Song Chengjie's fierce attack, the Führer walked forward step by step unaffected, gradually forcing Song Chengjie to the edge of the enchantment.

Feeling the cold aura contained in the fog behind him, Song Chengjie suddenly exerted force under his feet, clinging to the edge of the enchantment and detouring to the other side. And at this time, the Führer did not seem to have lost his initial interest, and raised the huge knight's spear high.

The black spell glowing with dark red light spread out at the tip of the spear in an instant, and the pitch-black electricity gushed out from the technique like an anxious snake, spinning and sweeping towards Song Chengjie.

The dark magic unique to the Bloodline, which is a destructive force that no living creature can resist. Even the demons, if they take it lightly when fighting the blood clan, it is easy to be completely annihilated by the black magic of the blood clan.

Black magic does not have any specific attributes, they are the interpretation of creation, the power to "turn the illusion of one's own imagination into reality". Therefore, although the dark arts are extremely powerful, not every bloodline can use them, and those who do not have "illusions" are destined to be unable to create their own black magic.

Faced with the extremely oppressive black lightning, Song Chengjie could only speed up and escape. Countless electric wires crackled and flickered, and in such a relatively small space, as long as he took a wrong step and was struck by black lightning, it would be a fatal result on the spot.

After a few dangerous brushes with death, Song Chengjie felt an irresistible sense of fatigue. Although he put away the Holy Wind Thorn in order to save the output of spiritual power, he knew that his spiritual power was finally unable to meet the consumption.

The sigh of the wind was awakened by this strange breath, and kept asking in Song Chengjie's mind, but Song Chengjie didn't say a word, and even several times she wanted to show up but was forcibly stopped by Song Chengjie.

"Why can't the concubine go out?, what's going on outside?" asked again, with a sigh of the wind anxiously asked. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad premonition, and the thought that this extremely young teenager might have an accident suddenly became inexplicably uncomfortable.

Once again, a wire flashed, Song Chengjie gritted his teeth and desperately dodged along the border of the enchantment, pretending to be calm in his heart: "It's okay, it's nothing more than a simple opponent." ”

I'm sorry for the sigh of the wind, but let me lie to you once. When I die, my memories of me will also disappear, and you will find the next successor to take my place. I am afraid that there is nothing you can do to defeat such an enemy, even if you appear, but before that, I am afraid that I will die here. It's just, I'm sorry, I haven't really tasted your wine, it seems really troublesome to think about it, tsk.

With a self-deprecating laugh, Song Chengjie suddenly stopped, turned around and waved his arms to draw a cyan technique in the air, and while skillfully writing the lyrics in mid-air with his fingertips, he recited: "We expel you, every filthy ......"

However, just as he was halfway through his words, a hair-thick electric wire had already made a twisted trajectory, and it struck his body lightly, and a dark thunderstorm suddenly exploded in front of him, knocking him away.

Tsk, what a trouble, how can you finish chanting before being attacked? Is this what it feels like to die, and your body suddenly becomes so light. Moreover, is it because my spiritual world has disappeared that there is no rumored marquee? As the chief knight, I have really not fulfilled my responsibilities over the years, sorry for the trouble.

Falling weakly from mid-air, Song Chengjie's thoughts began to become more and more blurred, and he had already felt his rapidly losing vitality. In his mind, the sigh of the wind seemed to feel something strange, and began to call his name desperately, but in exchange for only his faint and faint reassurance......

"It's not my subordinate, but it's a shame that you're dead. ”

Just when Song Chengjie was about to lose all consciousness, a voice full of regret suddenly came to his ears. Using his last strength, Song Chengjie opened his eyes and saw a long-haired young man in a white robe sitting beside him, about fifteen or sixteen years old. At this point, he could no longer hold back his vitality and slowly closed his eyes.

Who is this man, why is he here, and is it a danger to them...... This......

It was not a hallucination before death, this young man appeared by Song Chengjie's side so suddenly. And he suddenly appeared elegantly sitting on a mahogany chair, as if he should have been there...... And the most amazing thing was that under his chair, a gossip map flashed with golden light and slowly rotated, and all the black lightning was actually blocked out of the gossip map.

The young man is very quiet and delicate, and he has long hair quite antique, and the only thing that can tell that he is not a scholar from ancient times is the black and white round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Because he was sitting on a chair, Song Chengjie didn't see it before, and there was a folding fan on the young man's legs, but it was also a peculiar black and white color.

Seeing that Song Chengjie's body was about to run out of vitality, the white-robed young man raised his hand and grabbed out a stack of rune paper full of runes out of thin air, scattered it around at random, and then sealed his chest with both hands, and muttered in a low voice: "Ren Kui gathers double water, A and B give birth to double wood, the water follows the soul continuously, and the wood burns and does not disperse......"

With his chanting, the rune papers in mid-air seemed to be pulled into the general shape of the Big Dipper, and then magically split into countless identical runes, and flew towards Song Chengjie who was lying on the ground, and after a while, he was wrapped into a big paper cocoon.

With a wave of his sword fingers, he slowly pulled the paper cocoon to his side, and the white-robed young man shifted his attention to the long-forgotten head of the blood clan not far away, and took off his glasses quite elegantly to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and while putting on his glasses again, he opened the folding fan with his other hand, and flashed it lightly twice, it turned out that there was also a Taiji diagram painted on the folding fan.

"Mizuki Soul Rejuvenation Technique......" the Führer said softly, the blood qi on his body began to condense more and more, and the blood-red battle armor began to gradually cover his whole body, and even a blood-red shield was condensed in the other hand, "It is rumored that only the ruler of the Five Elements Organ is qualified to practice the Reverse Heaven Dao Method, which is said to be able to reverse people's life and death...... I wonder if Your Excellency is the Venerable Huyan?"

The young man waved his hand with a chuckle and said, "What Venerable, it's nothing more than the juniors below shouting nonsense." ”

After speaking, even if the head of state has been calm for thousands of years, he can't help but be secretly surprised. This young man did not use any rejuvenation technique, he was really fifteen or sixteen years old, but what he said just now was almost a disguised admission of what the Führer said, he was the organization that existed like the guardian god of the Chinese land, the contemporary leader of the Five Elements Organ.

The Five Elements Mechanism, that was once a shield that the Blood Clan could not break. They practiced a completely different "method" from the exorcist, but the power was even more exaggerated. For hundreds of years, the head of state and the venerables of the five elements organs of the past dynasties have fought each other, but they have no choice but to be beaten by those venerables, and it is precisely because of this that the land of Zhongzhou has not been infected by the blood clan.

Fortunately, unlike the shield of justice, the Five Elements Mechanism is only the guardian of the land under its feet, and compared to the Paladin, it seems that there are fewer people in the Five Elements Agency, otherwise the life of the Demon Race and the Blood Clan on Earth will not be too good.

Venerable Huyan couldn't help frowning as he looked at the already heavily armed Führer not far away.

He had heard of the murderous name of the head of the blood clan, and although he was a peerless genius, he was indeed slightly inferior to this monster who had lived for thousands of years. What's more, he had just used the Mizuki Soul Restoration Technique, how could such a strange method that could reverse people's life and death not have a huge consumption as a price?

The scene was miraculously quiet, and the two looked at each other from a distance, with a warm smile on their faces, but they both knew what the other was thinking, which was to do everything they could to kill each other!