"Wind Spirit Fist!"

Immediately after, Bai Zhanling shouted again, only to see a huge light green fist print, and then roared towards the rushing Xing Yu, although Bai Zhanling, I still don't know what the little sword in Xing Yu's hand does? But Bai Zhanling is also a person who rolls in the pool of blood after all, when Bai Zhanling saw it, the moment the small sword was seen, the sense of danger that came out of his bones instantly filled Bai Zhanling's brain, so Bai Zhanling launched an attack without hesitation.

It's just that the scene that shocked Bai Zhanling even more brutally appeared in front of Bai Zhanling, the rather powerful Wind Spirit Fist, the moment it just touched the tip of the blood-colored little sword, it was like tissue paper meeting a sharp blade, and it was easily cut in half and swept past both sides of the star feather, gradually dissipating into the void.

In the face of such a scene, everyone present was instantly stunned as if their heads had been struck by lightning, including Xing Yu himself, and the small sword that Xing Yu was holding in his hand was naturally the Blood Slaughter Sword, Xing Yu was naturally very clear in his heart, how big is the gap between his strength in the early stage of Haocheng and a master in the late stage of Haocheng like Bai Zhanling? But if Xing Yu uses the Scorching Flame Battle Body, coupled with the strength of his soul master, it is not impossible to win, but Xing Yu does not want to expose too many hole cards because of dealing with a Bai Zhanling, after all, if he uses too many hole cards at once, it will definitely not be a good thing for him in the future.

That's why Xing Yu will use the Blood Slaughter Sword, and the reason why Xing Yu will choose the Blood Slaughter Sword is naturally because the Blood Slaughter Sword that fought against Liu Cheng last time had a surprising effect, so this time Xing Yu wanted to see if this Blood Slaughter Sword could still play the same effect as last time, but what Xing Yu didn't expect was that this Blood Slaughter Sword was so sharp, even the martial arts issued by the masters in the later stage of Haocheng could be cut in half.

And if the other onlookers were only shocked, then Bai Zhanling, as the person concerned, felt the fear of death, although the grade of the Wind Spirit Fist just now was not high, but it was also a martial art of the third grade of the demon rank, but just one shot just now, it was cut in half like cutting tofu, what does this mean? This said that the small sword in Xing Yu's hand would never be a low-grade spiritual weapon of the first or second grade, at least it was also a spiritual weapon of the third grade or above.

"Break the Yuan Palm!"

Although fear surged into his heart, he couldn't help but make Bai Zhanling take a few steps back, but Bai Zhanling also knew very well in his heart that if he didn't resist again, with his physical strength and spiritual power, he would not be able to block the attack of the spirit weapon above the third grade at all, and as the small sword gradually approached, he also felt more and more the bloody and fierce aura emanating from the small sword, which also made Bai Zhanling's heart even more frightened, so Bai Zhanling did not hesitate to send out his strongest Demon Rank Nine Rank Martial Technique, Breaking the Yuan Palm.

With Bai Zhanling's low roar, a huge palm that showed a semi-condensed state, like an arm of the sky, mixed with an aura that was difficult to breathe, shot straight towards the star feather that was rushing towards Bai Zhanling.

Facing the imposing palm, Xing Yu's eyes also trembled slightly, but now he was ready to send it.

"Hokage Fist!"

For the Blood Slaughter Sword, in addition to knowing its sharpness and the breath that doesn't know what it does, Xing Yu doesn't know what other uses it has, so Xing Yu didn't dare to gamble with the Blood Slaughter Sword, so Xing Yu used Xing Yu's most familiar and proficient Hokage Fist as a counterattack.

Immediately after that, I saw three identical flame giant fists, with the daunting high temperature, they rushed straight towards the huge palm, although the fire fists on both sides did not seem to have the fire in the middle, so condensed, but this move of the Hokage Fist was barely reached, the realm of the Hokage, these three fire fists do have a certain attack power of the real move, not a multi-shadow level of false moves.

And when the two moves collided together, Bai Zhanling's face couldn't help but show a hint of joy, probably because of the grade, I saw Xingyu's Fire Shadow Fist, which only lasted less than three seconds under Bai Zhanling's Broken Yuan Palm, and then dissipated into the void, and the Broken Yuan Palm that broke through the Fire Shadow Fist looked much more illusory in form than just now, but it still struck at Xingyu with undiminished momentum.

In the face of such a scene, a trace of shock flashed in Xing Yu's eyes, but soon Xing Yu's gaze became firm again, and then he made a move that shocked everyone.

Seeing that Xingyu directly threw the Blood Slaughtering Sword in his hand towards Bai Zhanling in front of him, and passed directly through the side of the broken Yuan palm, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Bai Zhanling's face, and the broken Yuan palm also successfully hit the star feather and the star feather flew directly into the wall made of broken spirit iron like a disemboweled bullet, and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground, not knowing life or death.

On the other side, Bai Zhanling looked at the Blood Slaughter Sword that was constantly expanding in his pupils, his face was full of horror, this Blood Slaughter Sword was less than two meters away from him, if he could barely dodge it in normal times, but because he used the Broken Yuan Palm just now, it basically consumed nearly eighty percent of Bai Zhanling's spiritual power, even if he wanted to hide, he really had more than enough strength but not enough strength, and he could only watch the blood-colored little sword stab towards his face, which made Bai Zhanling feel it again, that fear that he hadn't felt for many years.

"Alas......" And just when the Blood Slaughter Sword was less than forty centimeters away from Bai Zhanling's face door, a light sigh suddenly sounded, and immediately after, a cold and piercing aura also arose, and at the same time, the Blood Slaughter Sword was also frozen less than thirty centimeters away from Bai Zhanling's face door.

"Thank you Second Master for saving me!" In this regard, although the big ice cube less than thirty centimeters away from Bai Zhanling still exudes a piercing aura, Bai Zhanling knew very well in his heart that he had picked up a life, so after exhaling a breath of fresh air slightly, he clasped his fists with both hands and shouted around, although Bai Zhanling didn't know where the other party was, but that breath was very familiar to Bai Zhanling, because the owner of this breath was Chen Feng, the younger brother of Chen Zhen, the president of the Heavenly Dragon Society............