Cheng Wushuang's joking voice suddenly resounded in the main hall, causing the originally arrogant face of the blood front to turn into a gloomy one.

The other people in the main hall also looked gloomy at this moment.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”

Blood Feng shouted angrily, and the axe in his hand roared up, carrying monstrous power, and the axe slashed down, and the whole person's body suddenly bent forward, and the step was even more forward, breaking the ground!

Rumble!

Under the huge force, the air in the entire hall suddenly roared.

"It's you who wants to die!"

The corners of Cheng Wushuang's mouth sneered, and his blood qi moved in an instant, and when his gaze slashed with the axe, a faint golden light suddenly flashed, and by borrowing the technique of identification, he could see the weakness of the blood blade at a glance.

As the moment the weakness was seen through, Cheng Wushuang felt that the whole time seemed to stand still, and the attack speed of the blood blade was as slow as a snail.

Zheng!

As soon as his feet were in the tower, the ground was cracked and countless cracks were cracked, and Cheng Wushuang's figure swept into the void, the speed was extremely fast, and the toes lightly stepped on the side of the axe, which was to dodge the attack of the axe, and stepped over the top of the head of the blood blade in one step!

Wow!

The huge spiritual power spread out in all directions, and as Cheng Wushuang's sword fell, it slammed into the back of the blood blade.

It was just a face-to-face battle, and Blood Edge was already on the verge of defeat.

Laugh at!

The sword qi condensed by the spiritual power of the giant sword exuded an astonishing power under the power of the world's star soul.

Blood Feng's body was directly shocked by this sword qi several feet away, and then his body moved, and with the help of the power of the holy text, his body landed steadily.

Drip!

Blood fell from his back, wetting the ground, and the gray clothes were also bright red.

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar among more than a dozen people in the main hall, and at this moment, outside the main hall, many alchemists were also in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked.

If Cheng Wushuang challenged the Ancient Dragon Elephant Puppet just now and won by tricks, then at this moment, it would be the real strength.

The strength of this blood blade is enough to fight with the Demon Dragon Ancestor, which can be described as an existence of extraordinary strength, and when fighting with Cheng Wushuang, this move alone was slashed by Cheng Wushuang's sword qi, which illustrates the gap between him and Cheng Wushuang.

"What a great young man. ”

Countless alchemists thought that Cheng Wushuang had defeated the ancient dragon elephant puppet before, and there was a lot of luck, but now it seems that the real strength is there.

At this time, the blood blade, the pupils were full of monstrous anger, and at the same time, there was a look of shock in his heart.

This little ghost in front of him, who only has the Immortal Feather Realm, is a little terrifying.

Xuefeng took a deep breath, his pupils contracted slightly, he felt the sharp pain behind him, his face changed uncertainly, and the moment he confronted Cheng Wushuang, he already had a very strange illusion, that is, he suddenly found that in the pupils of the little ghost, a faint golden light flashed.

This golden light is too ancient and mysterious, as if all his movements have been seen through, and every trace of divine power in his body, every piece of flesh and blood power, and the thinking of attack are all under control.

Cheng Wushuang could easily dodge his axe, and he also stepped on the axe, slashing a sword over his back, this kind of reaction speed and means, even if it was a Divine Tribulation figure in the same realm as him, it was difficult to reach such a level.

"It seems that this kid is not unlucky to defeat the ancient dragon elephant puppet, but has some means, the golden light just now, maybe it is the special divine energy or star soul power in his body. ”

Xue Feng's face was gloomy, his eyes were hideous, and he thought about it in his heart, since he had already snatched this divine jade bead, then he had already torn his face with this little ghost, and it was impossible to make peace, this was a situation that would never die, and he would not die anymore, what did he care about so many faces.

Immediately, Xuefeng said in a deep voice: "This kid is a little weird, let's go up together, kill this kid, and cultivate the seal of the two women, let's enjoy it slowly." ”

After speaking, he licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and stared at the delicate figure of the demon Yun and the demon, and with a sweep of the figure, he set off a monstrous divine power, and a blood-colored pillar of light bloomed from the axe.

Seeing this, more than ten people in the main hall also glanced at each other, and hurriedly made a move, the strength of this group of people is not weak, they are all above the Divine Body Tribulation, and several of them have the rank of semi-saint.

More than ten people joined forces, and the three masters of the Divine Mind Tribulation made a move together with the blood blade, and the moment the blood-colored pillar of light appeared, it was to cast the Divine Mind Secret Technique!

Divine thought is the transformation of spiritual power, which belongs to an evolutionary form.

Whenever one reaches the level of the Divine Thoughts, the spiritual power will merge with the Divine Consciousness and turn into the Divine Thoughts that only the Divine Spirits can have.

This divine thought is extremely strange, it can transform the law and form a clone, and in the divine thought, there are countless ancient secret techniques, each of which can push the power of the divine thought to a higher level.

Divine Thought Tribulation Martial Cultivation, the most powerful power is still this Divine Thought!

Roar!

Countless eyes looked at the main hall in horror, only to see that the four Divine Thought Tribulation powerhouses, including Blood Feng, had all used the most powerful power in this realm.

The blood-colored pillar of light, finally under the swing of the bloody blade's axe, turned into a crazy blood shadow demon dragon, and blasted towards Cheng Wushuang with teeth and claws.

In fact, the three gods robbed the martial arts cultivators, and the tricks they used were somewhat similar to this demon dragon, and their divine thoughts also condensed the form of demon beasts, turned into three demon dragons, and bombarded them, but they were not as ferocious and terrifying as the demon dragon of the blood blade.

Looking at the power of the divine thoughts in the sky, Cheng Wushuang sneered at the corner of his mouth, perfectly fusing the power of his own bloodline with the power of the world, rolling spiritual power, roaring like a torrential wave.

Wow!

Sky Slashing Sword!

A sword splits and cuts off the power of Tianhe!

The entire hall was directly and completely split by this sword, and gradually collapsed!

This terrifying sword aura is so powerful that even the gods are afraid of it!

In an instant, it was to smash all those divine thoughts that were feared by all the alchemists.

As soon as Cheng Wushuang's golden wings moved, he flew in front of the four of them, and the fierce sword light directly slashed countless swords with a terrifying force.

Snort!

The three gods thought of robbing the demigods, together with the blood edge, defeated, in the face of Cheng Wushuang's terrifying sword qi, there was no power to parry, directly blood splashed, the entire dantian, was pierced by the sword qi, and in the sea of knowledge, it was invaded by the sword qi, suddenly broken, and the moment it landed, it was cut off and died.

And the blood blade was seriously injured and vomited blood, and the dantian was broken, although he was not dead, but Cheng Wushuang's sword qi with devouring power was gradually spreading towards his whole body.

For a while, Xuefeng's whole person trembled suddenly, looking at Cheng Wushuang's figure, he no longer dared to be arrogant, but instead a strong sense of fear emerged.

(End of chapter)