The Black Crystal Divine Sword was infused with the essence blood and true qi of the two masters, and in an instant, on the sword body, the blood-red light was so bright that others couldn't open their eyes.

Rumble!

A huge force of essence blood came out tyrannyly.

This is the essence blood of a Saint Monarch powerhouse and a True Monarch master, and the power on it is so great that it can be imagined.

Huhuhuhu-

Suddenly, in the midst of the burst, a hurricane suddenly rose, blowing Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei staggered.

Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei injected most of the true qi and essence blood in their bodies into the Black Crystal Divine Sword, and their bodies were already crumbling.

At the moment when Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei fell to the ground, the Black Crystal Divine Sword suddenly buzzed and screamed, and this sound almost punctured their eardrums.

It was just that the next moment, a blood-red phantom sword suddenly split out from the Black Crystal Divine Sword.

This Phantom Sword is larger, longer, and harder than the previous Phantom Sword.

The powerful power revealed on the entire sword shocked Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei, even they thought they couldn't resist it.

"This is a phantom sword that has been strengthened by thousands of times the strength of the Zhuxian Formation, if you unintentionally block it this time, I am afraid that this Zhuxian Ancient Formation will also be broken!"

Zhang Zichen said.

Ji Xiaofei listened, took a deep breath, and said, "I just hope that Wuxin's power is not so strong!"

Just as Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei were talking, the Phantom Sword full of power spun in mid-air for a few weeks, and it seemed to be accelerating.

Sure enough, as it accelerated into a blood-red phantom, it slammed into the direction where Wuxin was.

Shout!

The blood is in full bloom, a blood line is crossed, and the long sword has disappeared!

The target of this blood line is the Wuxin who stays in the Zhuxian formation!

And Wuxin, he had already seen Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei's every move, but he couldn't do anything with them.

Zhang Zichen and the others stayed in the eye of the array, Wuxin had already tried many times, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't break the barrier in the center of the eye of the array.

So Wuxin didn't want to waste time doing these senseless attacks, he just wanted to stay quietly in the Zhuxian Formation and quietly consume the essence blood and true qi on Zhang Zichen's body.

In that case, the certainty of winning without intention is even greater.

It's just that he didn't expect that Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei came to a ruined boat, injecting the essence blood and true qi of their whole bodies into the Black Crystal Divine Sword, wanting to kill him completely.

This time is extremely dangerous, but Wuxin also has no way, he can only resist! Resist! Resist with the greatest strength!

Seeing the huge phantom rushing towards him, Wuxin immediately began to chant a spell in his mouth: "Om Ma Bang Mi Mi Mi!

After the incantation was recited, at this moment, a point of light suddenly lit up in the center of Wuxin's eyebrows, and a huge golden swastika grew in size at an extremely fast speed, and finally turned into a swastika the size of a mountain!

The swastika shone with golden light, blocking the front of the heartless.

At this moment, the huge blood-red phantom sword in the eyes of the array had already slammed in.

Rumble!

The red and golden lights collided, and a huge power exploded, shaking the surrounding air to pieces.

Even the entire Zhuxian Ancient Array arranged by Zhang Zichen was shaken a few times.

But that's not all.

The huge golden swastika was shattered in an instant, and the phantom sword shrank by as much as half, and the rest turned into a bloody shadow, and with a thud, it pierced through Heartless's chest.

"Poof—"

Unintentionally spit out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and landed on the ground.

No one was seriously injured, the golden light on his body had long since disappeared, and no one had any defense.

The millions of phantom swords flying in mid-air seemed to smell a fragile human, and as they spun and flew, they suddenly turned the tips of their swords and stabbed towards Wuxin.

Wuxin spat out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes looking at the millions of phantom swords that stabbed him, and his eyes were disappointed and sad.

He never imagined that he would die here, at the hands of a monk who only had the realm of a true monarch.

This Zhuxian formation is exactly what Zhang Zichen arranged!

Woohoo blah blah!

The long sword flew, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wuxin.

But just as these long swords were about to pierce Wuxin's head, neck, chest, abdomen, and limbs, all of a sudden, the surrounding power suddenly disappeared.

An entire huge Immortal Punishment Formation suddenly lost its last strength.

All of these Phantom Swords immediately turned into clouds of blood and slammed into Heartless's face and body.

Although the impact of blood can beat people's skin to pain, it can't kill Wuxin.

In the end, the millions of Phantom Swords suspended in mid-air all turned into liquid blood in free fall and fell to the ground.

For a while, on the snow, a huge red flower with a diameter of thirty kilometers bloomed.

"The essence blood we injected into the Zhuxian Formation has completely burned clean!"

Zhang Zichen, who was still staying at the eye of the formation, was very disappointed and frustrated, just a little, almost to kill the unintentional monk, but the essence blood in the Zhuxian formation burned clean.

What a pity!!

Zhang Zichen gritted his teeth and looked at Wuxin in the distance.

Wuxin was already seriously injured, lying on the snow, soaked in blood, as if he had become a bloody man.

"If you don't want to die, it's hard to feel at ease!" Zhang Zichen shouted heavily, "Xiaofei, let's go over and have a look!"

Ji Xiaofei didn't speak, just followed behind Zhang Zichen and walked towards the opposite side.

The unintentional injury was bought by Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei with all their essence blood and true qi, so the two of them were not comfortable.

Zhang Zichen dragged his big, black broadsword and walked ahead, the giant sword dragging on the red snow, making a very rhythmic rustling sound.

The distance between the array and the heartless monk was only twenty kilometers, while Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei walked slowly for a full half a pillar of incense.

It's not that they don't want to walk quickly, it's just that they don't have much essence blood and true qi left in their bodies, so their walking speed is limited.

When Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei came to the front of Wuxin Monk, Wuxin was already struggling to sit cross-legged, his hands folded, his whole body was weak, and he no longer had the strength to resist.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Zichen looked at Wuxin, who was vomiting blood, and laughed, "Heartless bald donkey, what's the matter? Don't you want to kill me?

Seeing Zhang Zichen laughing at himself loudly, he didn't say much, but smiled bitterly, and said weakly: "Amitabha, Zhang Zichen, today I am defeated in your hands, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it." ”

"Hmph! What a listen!" Zhang Zichen sneered, and immediately used the last trace of his true qi to lift the Black Crystal Divine Sword and slash towards Wuxin's head!