"Do it!"

The bloody young man waved his hand, and suddenly, the six people behind him carried blood knives and quickly plundered out.

"Come on, I want to see, what can you do to kill the guards?"

Duan Feng laughed arrogantly, without the slightest fear, holding the Xuanzhong ruler in his hand, even if it collided head-on.

"Boom, Boom, Boom!Boom!"

The blood knife collided with the heavy ruler, and a series of sonorous sounds accompanied by sparks, one after another.

Facing the siege of the Seven Blood Killer Guards, Duan Feng was not at the slightest disadvantage.

Such a scene shocked the surrounding monks and the high-level leaders of the tenth layer of the Xuanbing Divine Temple.

It must be known that the strength of the seven people of the Blood Killing Guard is above the Sword Sect.

Facing seven Sword Sect monks at the same time and being invincible, what is this concept?

Strong.

It's simply invincible!

Many people were in an uproar.

"[White-eyed, open!]"

Duan Feng opened the pupil technique, and walked between the seven blood killing guards with flexible steps, and simply broke up their formation.

Every member of the Blood Killing Guard has undergone very professional training, and they cooperate with each other, and they have an incomparable tacit understanding.

However, under Duan Feng's strong slam attack, he forcibly scattered them.

"This kid's pace is too fast, use the 'Soul Prison Technique' to imprison him!"

The bloody young man's face was ugly, and he shouted urgently.

"Good!"

The other six Blood Killer Guards nodded immediately, and their figures flashed, appearing around Duan Feng.

Subsequently, all the qi and blood in their bodies were released and connected to each other, forming an impermeable blood cover.

And Duan Feng happened to be trapped in it.

"Is it another soul prison technique?"

For this move, Duan Feng had previously experienced it on the Sixth Prince of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty.

Of course, the Blood Killing Guard is several times more powerful than that of the Six Princes.

"Haha, I'll see how you still come out!"

The bloody young man laughed wildly, and then, no longer hesitating, his hands danced rapidly.

The movement of his hands became faster and faster, and the space of the blood shield was getting smaller and smaller.

A strong pressure frantically pressed against Duan Feng, and even his body became a little distorted.

"It must be destroyed, it can't be delayed any longer!"

This thought flashed through Duan Feng's heart, and when he hung the Xuanzhong ruler in his hand behind his back again.

"Hehe, are you already planning to give up? ”

The bloody young man chuckled, and the movements in his hands accelerated again.

However, he soon froze in place.

Because, Duan Feng, who was in the blood cover, suddenly had a flame with an extremely high temperature on his left and right hands, condensing out.

"What a mighty flame! What the hell is that?"

The bloody young man raised his eyebrows, and there were many doubts in his heart.

The surrounding monks, as well as the high-ranking people on the tenth floor of the Xuanbing Temple, also looked at this scene with puzzlement.

"Fusion!"

The corners of Duan Feng's mouth curled slightly, and immediately under everyone's exclamatory gaze, he directly merged these two flames with each other.

"Maniac!!"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched violently, and he scolded in a low voice.

Since he was closest to Duan Feng, he could clearly perceive how terrifying the temperature released by those two flames was.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the energy would be if these two flames were fused together!