In an instant, Cheng Wushuang's sword cut off Shan Hu's sword weapon, and when he was about to reach Shan Hu's side, those black 'color' marks suddenly condensed on Shan Hu's swelling left hand, turning into a black 'color' barrier. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

Rumble!

The black 'color' barrier hindered the sword qi that emitted an infinite death aura, and in just half a breath, the cracked black 'color' barrier exploded in the air, and Shan Hu seemed to be staring at Cheng Wushuang's cold and arrogant eyes with a bit of banter, and was bombarded by the huge power generated by this explosion on the ground surrounded by the blood-colored smoke.

Bang!

The ground shook violently, and the single tiger smashed a huge pit with a radius of half a foot on the ground, and dust flew everywhere.

"Crumbs!"

The vicious gaze burst out from Shan Hu's eyes, and the angry expression on his face made the facial skin hideous and wrinkled, looking extremely ugly.

At this moment, Shan Hu struggled to stand up from the ground, and the impact of the power explosion just now made the blood qi in his body suddenly 'mess', and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat and scattered on the ground.

As the son of the largest king of Beijun in the Chiyan Dynasty, he has been admired by thousands of people since he was a child, and his talent has been admired by countless people, but he did not expect to be planted in the hands of a nobody in the most backward Xiang County today.

This great sense of insult was like ten thousand ants gnawing on his whole body, making his red pupils even more demonic and blood-red, and faintly, it seemed that blood was about to overflow.

"Son of the King of Beijun, that's it!" disdainful words, with three points of madness and rebelliousness, echoed in this blood-red mist in a cold voice.

These words made Shan Hu's red 'colored' eyebrows and 'hair' raised high, and in his wide eyes, a faint trace of blood stayed in his eyes, his teeth were clenched, and he threw away the broken blade in his hand and took out a sword weapon again.

Between a few breaths, Shan Hu thought repeatedly in his heart, only to feel that the blood qi was pouring into his body again, in such a harsh environment, he couldn't give full play to his strength at all, and the arrogant young man in front of him had reached a rather terrifying point.

If this young man stepped into the domain master realm, it was really unimaginable that the combat power possessed by the young man would reach what point he would reach, I am afraid that he would be able to fight with the domain master realm powerhouse who had comprehended the meaning of the thirty 'gates'!

Thinking of the young man in front of him who had surpassed him by one level in terms of talent, the jealousy and hatred in Shan Hu's heart were like a 'tide' and 'wave' in his heart, and the inner world of the whole person was distorted to the extreme.

"In my secret magic enchantment, you can't exert any strength at all, even if you swallow the pill', you can only resist for a few breaths, son of the king of Beijun!

Above the volley, Cheng Wushuang looked down at the single tiger, his golden wings spread, and the huge wind slashed towards the ground under the sword qi wrapped around the stone sword!

"You want to kill me! It's not that easy, Cheng Wushuang! I wrote down your name! When you leave Xiangjun, I'll get it back!"

After a violent struggle in Shan Hu's heart, he finally decided to leave, he was not a stupid person, as a cultivator to the realm of the domain master, after an unfamiliar fight, he knew that the current situation was very unfavorable to him, although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, he couldn't look directly at his defeat, but the facts in front of him, he had to accept it.

A secret method was unleashed! The mark of the black 'colored' soul and the 'essence' divine power enveloped him, and in Cheng Wushuang's fierce attack, it turned into a huge black snake circling the void, roaring, and the huge 'mixed' power spread out, piercing through the barrier of the condensation of the bloody qi, and facing the sky far shield.

"Want to escape?" Cheng Wushuang spread his wings and immediately flew away to chase after him!

How do you know that Shan Hu had already calculated, and when Cheng Wushuang rushed into the enchantment of the bloody qi, he immediately cast countless strange black 'color' marks, bursting out with terrifying power, making the space above the void produce a sound like glass shattering, and a huge black 'color' beam, like a cage, gathered from all directions, enveloping Cheng Wushuang.

"I didn't expect this thing to have a ninth-order ancient inscription!"

Under the confinement of the black 'color' beam that burst into the void, Cheng Wushuang's sword qi erupted wildly, shattering the power of this imprisonment, staring at the void, he had long since seen the single tiger.

"Damn! I actually slipped out of my hands, I knew that I would have used the Nine Dragons Pan Zunding directly, how good it would be to smash it to death!"

The corners of his mouth muttered, and his tone seemed to be remorseful, but Cheng Wushuang's face 'revealed' a hint of 'yin' conspiracy, and said in his heart: "Is it the son of the king of Beijun? I hope that after you go back, you can find some powerful helpers, otherwise, the next time we meet, we will only kill you." ”

Recovering all his martial arts and strength, Cheng Wushuang recovered as before, an ordinary and indifferent temperament emanated in the majesty, and with a single thought, he fell to the ground, absorbing countless corpses on the ground using the devouring law, and returned to the ruins where the ancient white lion lived.

There were only the last twelve ancient white lions left, and at this moment they were entrenched together, emitting flames all over their bodies, and secretly absorbing the lotus seeds of the Ice Flame Snow Lotus in their bodies.

Seeing a black-clothed young man coming not far away, he immediately raised his head vigilantly, and when he saw that it was Cheng Wushuang, he cheered happily, making Tussaud, who was worried on the side, suddenly raise his head.

"You're back!" The expression on Tussaud's face changed from nervousness and uneasiness to a smile, which seemed to melt the ice of a thousand years, making her look extremely beautiful.

Cheng Wushuang nodded slightly and said, "It's not too early, let's go back!"

"What about the group of people?" Du Sha Liu frowned slightly, his eyes swept over Cheng Wushuang's body, and he was shocked to find that he didn't seem to be injured at all, his clothes were intact, his face was still that indifferent, and he pulled up a faint smile, obviously after a murderous killing, he couldn't feel a trace of killing from him.

"Shan Hu ran away, the others died!" the simple words came out of Cheng Wushuang's mouth.

But in Tussaud's heart, there were already terrifying 'waves', a pair of brown 'colored' eyes widened, like looking at a monster, the corners of her mouth opened slightly, a touch of astonishment, and she took a breath of "Si" in her mouth.

It is hard to believe that a martial artist of the seventh transformation of the Xuan Transformation Realm can actually kill so many domain master realm martial artists, and it is not an ordinary domain master realm, it is a domain master realm martial artist with bloodline!

This combat power and this talent made Du Sha's head buzz, and she was a little dizzy for a while.

The prestige of Shan Hu can be spread throughout the entire Chiyan Dynasty, although it is not the strongest genius of the Chiyan Dynasty, but it is also included in the top ten existences, and the young man in front of him is defeated and fled unscathed, this kind of thing, if it is said, absolutely no one believes it.

If she hadn't sensed the dissipated breath of life not far away, as well as the black 'colored' phantom that had escaped, she would have been a little hard to believe Cheng Wushuang's words.

"It's not too early, let's go back!" Cheng Wushuang said to Bai Zicheng and the others.

Bai Zicheng and the three of them all nodded and smiled, their faces were the same as Cheng Wushuang's, with an indifferent 'color', it seemed that what happened just now was some light tea and light rice, which was not worth mentioning.

The behavior of these four people made De Tussaud's eyelids skip a beat, and she said in her heart: "Oh my God! What kind of monster is this?"