Chapter 684: Joining Forces (Part II)
"I didn't plan to show all my strength..."
There was a rare solemnity in Mo Yanfeng's dead eyes, but more of a mockery, his body shook suddenly, and suddenly the aura between heaven and earth churned violently, pouring away into Mo Yanfeng's body like a tide.
Streams of blood-colored mist came from Demon Yanfeng's body, causing his entire body to be bathed in bloodlight, like a bloody Shura.
These changes were completed in an instant, and most of the cultivators had solemn expressions in their eyes, and they clearly noticed that the aura of the demonic wind had skyrocketed at this time, and they had vaguely broken through to the fifth level of the Dao Path...
"It's such a strong breath, this is at least five times Daoji!"
"It should be the Bloodline God Channel... In the last tryout, he used it, incarnated as Shura..."
"What kind of supernatural power is this, it can actually improve one's own cultivation, this supernatural power is too terrifying..."
"Cultivation is secondary, but the power of the flesh... I remember that the last time the Demon Yan Feng had not broken through the Dao Foundation Realm in the selection competition, he used this divine power to be able to use his physical strength to forcibly shake the Dao Foundation Realm cultivators..."
An overwhelming exclamation rang out, and most cultivators had heard of the Shura Divine Channel Pattern of the Demon Wind.
In the void, the void where Mo Yanfeng was located had become completely scarlet, and the Dao seal condensed between Mo Yanfeng's hands collapsed in vain, and he pressed his hands towards the void, and suddenly the true yuan in his body rolled out, as if turning into a river of blood, winding and entrenched, releasing a monstrous evil qi.
"Suppress me!"
The Demon Yan Storm drank out, and this blood river formed by the convergence of True Yuan suddenly carried an extremely astonishing might. swept away at Cao Feng.
Bang!
An earth-shattering loud sound rippled out from the void, and the bright Nine Heavens Golden Flame shroud was dim at this time, and Cao Feng's body was shocked out dozens of feet as if he had been hit hard.
"Be careful...," Su Wei reminded in a loud voice.
But just when Su Yu's voice just sounded, a scarlet figure was tearing through the void like lightning, and the fierce fist shadow had already landed on Cao Feng.
Bang...
Cao Feng's Jiuyu Golden Flame was covered at this time, and he was actually punched by Demon Yanfeng and was violently shattered.
Countless cultivators' hearts were shaken, and they looked at the figure that had retreated again.
And at this moment, the huge black iron pillar carried a monstrous evil aura and an overwhelming sense of oppression. Out of thin air.
Demon Yanfeng's eyes were cold. Without any panic, he punched out again, but on his fist, there was blood wriggling. A terrible wave condensed. And then under the gaze of countless eyes. It fell directly on the black iron pillar.
Clang...
The piercing sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and Song Youjiao's body also shot out backwards as if it had been hit hard at this moment. There was a deep look of horror in his eyes.
"Some waste, I can't even catch a punch, and I still have a delusional idea of the position of the first marquis..."
Mo Yanfeng sneered, the majestic true yuan swept out of his body again, he raised his hand and pressed it into the void, and it directly condensed into a huge blood palm, but this blood palm had lines circulating, which was extremely weird, and then as the palm of Mo Yanfeng fell, this blood palm already carried terrifying bloody fluctuations, and it bombarded the giant monument phantom fiercely.
Bang...
Heaven and earth seemed to tremble madly at this moment.
Everyone's ears fell silent in vain, and then a deafening roar echoed in their ears.
A ruined blood wolf storm spread out from the void, the phantom of the giant monument clicked and shattered, and Situ Huang's body wolf bรจi fell out of the snake, and his breath was sluggish.
"Next it's your turn..."
Demon Yanfeng's scarlet gaze stared at the sword light torn from the sky, and with a wave of his right hand, the blood-colored giant palm that had not broken and dispersed rose into the sky again, shrouding towards Su Yu.
Su Yu's expression was solemn, and the iron sword he stabbed out slammed up in the void, dragging out a cold sword shadow, and then slashed down, "Mountain Breaking Sword Style..."
The mountain-breaking sword style was originally an inaccessible sword style, but at this time, the power displayed in Su Yu's hands was no less than that of an ordinary four-grade sword technique.
A huge sword light of about several zhang tore through the sky, carrying a ruining edge, and slashed down on the blood-colored giant palm, which was directly torn in half, and the dazzling sword light continued to slash down towards the demonic wind.
But just as this sword light slashed down on Mo Yanfeng's body, Mo Yanfeng's figure dissipated like green smoke again. โ
Afterimage?
Su Yu's eyes changed slightly, his feet slammed into the void, and his body retreated.
And at the moment of retreating, a blood-colored fist tore through the void in vain, and the blood light sprayed thin, smashing fiercely on Su Yu's original position, and the ripples of violent energy spread out.
Su Yu looked at the slowly emerging blood-colored figure, and his pupils shrank suddenly, "The speed has almost doubled... The strength of the flesh has also increased several times..."
"Can you run away?" A sneering smile flashed in Mo Yanfeng's eyes, and he turned into Shura, whether it was his cultivation, speed, or physical strength, all of which skyrocketed several times.
Before the words fell, the figure of Mo Yanfeng disappeared in place again, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared in front of Su Wei, and the blood-filled fist was like blood-colored lightning, tearing through the void and blasting at Su Wei's head.
The iron sword in Su Ying's hand suddenly swept out, and a monstrous sword intent diffused.
Clang...
Mo Yanfeng's punch slammed down on the sword peak, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting rang out, and an astonishing wave of qi that was visible to the naked eye immediately swept away in the void where the two of them were located.
A majestic and incomparable power came out, Su Yu snorted, the sword peak turned slightly, the iron sword made a piercing whistling sound under his swing, and the dazzling sword light was like the Milky Way rolling down above the nine heavens, unstoppable, pointing directly at the chest of the demon wind.
In the face of such a sharp sword, Mo Yanfeng snorted coldly, and the majestic True Yuan surged out from behind him, vaguely as if it had turned into a pair of illusory blood wings, the blood wings vibrated lightly, and Mo Yanfeng's body almost turned into a blood light, and in the blink of an eye, he avoided Su Yanfeng's sword. Then he took a step again, and his figure appeared directly behind Su Defeat, raising his fist and blasting towards Su Defeat.
"You're too slow to draw your sword... Can't lock me at all!"
The terrifying oppression shrouded from behind, Su Fu's mind moved, the sword intent immediately appeared in the void, the heart sword technique unfolded, and the terrifying sword wind roared out, blocking the punch of the demon wind.
At the same time, the Kunpeng Wind Wing condensed from the rear of Su Defeat, and Su Defeat's entire body turned into a streamer. Towards the heavenly machine.
Clang... Clang... Clang...
Flurry of fists. Countless scarlet fist shadows roared down like meteorites, blasting the surrounding sword wind apart, and the blood wings behind the demon wind also shook violently, chasing after Su Shi like maggots on tarsal bones.
But at this moment. A dazzling sword. Scarlet is incomparable. Through the strange blood light, it seems that there is endless blood burning on it, tearing out in the sky. In an instant, it appeared behind the Demon Wind.
Mo Yanfeng's figure stopped suddenly, and the blood wings behind him stretched out in vain, enveloping his body like a blood cocoon.
Clang...
The sword slammed into the blood cocoon, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded.
Everyone looked up, and this knife was a small knife about five inches, and the sharp knife intent flowed from it.
Luo Shenxu made a move...
Seeing this knife, most cultivators knew who had made it.
Woo... Woo... Woo...
The terrible ghost howl resounded in the void, and everyone's hearts were shocked, only to see the Huo Huo knife light brilliant like a meteor across the sky, dazzling, and the sky fell down, like an endless vast sea.
But even in the face of such a terrifying attack, the blood cocoon is still as majestic as a mountain.
This is Bai Chang hate's shot...
Seeing that Su Wei and the others couldn't suppress Mo Yanfeng when they joined forces, Luo Shenxu and Bai Chang could only make a move, otherwise, if Su Yu and the others fell into the hands of Mo Yanfeng, what was waiting for them would either surrender or die.
However, many sharp-eyed people noticed that the blood light surging on the blood cocoon was rapidly dimming.
"Although the Shura God Channel Pattern is domineering, it is not invincible... The strong man in my sect once commented on the Shura Divine Channel Pattern of the Demon Yan Wind, once he incarnates as a Shura, although his strength can skyrocket, but the loss of his own essence and blood is huge, everyone, he can't support it for long, once he quits the Shura state, he will definitely die. โ
Cao Feng saw Luo Shenxu and Bai Chang hate's move, his face was slightly happy, he suppressed the blood and qi tumbling in his body, his hands were sealed, and the golden Yao Dao array condensed again, turning into a golden light and tearing out.
"Grandma's... I don't believe that with the joint efforts of so many people, the Demon Wind can still be stopped!"
The black iron pillar in Song Youjiao's hand was picked up again, and the monstrous evil qi surged out in the black iron pillar, forming a giant dragon phantom, entrenched on the black iron pillar, and smashed into the blood cocoon with a bang.
Situ Huang was silent, but he shook his hands in the void, and the phantoms of the two scarlet monuments suddenly condensed out of his hands, several feet long, and there was a blood-colored giant eye in the center of the phantom of the giant monument, and the terrifying energy surged in it, he raised his hand, and the phantoms of the two giant monuments suppressed the blood cocoon.
Rumble...
The deafening roar resounded endlessly, and under such a terrifying offensive, the blood cocoon also began to crumble.
Seeing this scene, Luo Shenxu and Bai Changhe also shot again.
Even Su Yu made a move, and the sword light of Ruhong was dazzling, dragging out a series of sword-like rays in the void, intertwined, with great momentum, and finally shrouded in the blood cocoon.
A dazzling light erupted in the air, and violent energy swept across the sky, like a stormy wave, and the sky shook and the earth shook.
Countless eyes were staring straight at the blood cocoon, under this continuous attack, the blood cocoon had dimmed, and even cracks spread out, everyone knew that this blood cocoon was about to break.
"Keep it up... Break open this turtle shell, and see if the demon Yanfeng still dares to be arrogant. โ
Song Youjiao grinned, and the black iron pillar came out of his hand, carrying the power of destroying mountains and mountains, falling from the sky and smashing on the blood cocoon, the entire blood cocoon was shaky, and there were more cracks on it.
Su Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a familiar fluctuation seeped out from these cracks, this was the fluctuation of the Dao array.
"Not good... He condensed the Dao array in the blood cocoon. Cao Feng also sensed this aura, and his face changed drastically.
Bang...
The brilliant sword light tore down, and the entire blood cocoon collapsed.
The dazzling starlight burst out in the void, gathered together, and transformed into a starry sky.
And in the starry sky, Mo Yanfeng was looking at Su Yu and the others with a playful expression, "A group of fools..." (to be continued......)