readx;? Chapter 739 A sand dune

Bloodthirsty Sword, Demon Holy Sword, when fighting, whether it is a demon or a human, if the skin is rubbed through by the blade and comes into contact with blood. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info the blood sword is like a long whale absorbing water, and in a very short period of time, the blood in the opponent's body is sucked up. Hence the name of the bloodthirsty sword!

Therefore, in terms of blood sword, in terms of bloodthirstiness, the world's sharp weapons dare not obey!

However, Blunt Iron was able to directly suck the blood pool essence blood in the body of the Bloodthirsty Sword, and ignored the existence of other blood. This is what really spooked James!

The blood of the blood pool, the blood of the sacred and noble mother of the demon race, how can it be casually sucked by a filthy human being!

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This blow can be seen that for Zifeng, the stage of pursuing fancy moves has passed.

The exercises are expensive and not expensive. The momentum is huge, and the exercises that cover the sky are the same, and Zifeng will also be at the beginning. It's like a thousand jun slashing this blow, like in the past, under one blow, a hundred zhang sword, but now, it is only fifty zhang.

The sword was half as small, but its power more than doubled.

The purple-gold sword of essence swept through the air......

An earth-shattering sound of 'bang' hunted through the air.

The knife slashed fiercely on the black bead body, and between the stalemate between the two, a trace of black as a gossamer overflowed......

Compared with James's teeth clenched below, the sharp horns on his forehead were scorching, and from time to time they flashed a silver luster. The Zifeng above stood with his hands in his hands, and the light touch of the cloud and wind undoubtedly deeply stimulated the pride in James's heart!

Under the roar, the black ball under the sword swelled again, and it was ten zhang square! The wisps of black silk were like ropes at this moment, turning into a black lightning bolt, approaching the wind from all directions.

And the sword is spreading......

"Binding your life!" One of James's proud exercises, once he is restrained by the essence of anger, there will only be one result, and then he will be crushed into a meat pie by the black ball, and the flesh will cease to exist!

Seeing Zifeng motionless in mid-air, he let the black silk tie up Zifeng without the slightest sign of dodging. James couldn't help laughing, although he tossed for so long, the final result was still what he expected.

But didn't he notice a phenomenon?

Why was Zifeng able to stay in mid-air for so long, could it be that his ability to stay in the air was so strong?

Stretching out his arms and embracing the swarming essence of the anger, does Zifeng want to dodge? According to Xiaoguang's reminder, the 'insulating qi' needs to constantly devour all kinds of breaths in the process of growth, so James's blow is to blame for his choice to use the qi instead of attacking physically!

The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and he had no time to care about what was happening on the battlefield, "How is it possible!" His eyes were like copper bells, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

A native Xuantian martial artist was able to devour his anger? No one would believe this.

Devouring the anger, even he didn't dare to act recklessly, just gathered outside the body through sharp horns, and then supplemented by offensive means. Even if you inhale it into your body, you have to exhale it in a very short period of time, otherwise your body will inevitably be hit hard. But why did the young man in front of him subvert his cognition again and again, is he not a person from Xuantian, but a person from the sect?

Damn it, James directly defined the freak in front of him as a denominational child.

However, before he could react, Zifeng above the sky directly pounced on the black ball in front of him, it seemed that the black qi did not meet his needs, and this time he had to absorb all the black qi gathered by the real James before he was willing.

"Bastard!" this sentence, James has scolded many times, but what can he do, in the face of such a freak, all the attacks of the demon clan boast have no effect on him, strength, anger, or bloodthirsty?

'Blackthorn Flurry!' James, in his frenzy, is clearly about to break the cauldron with all his might!

As soon as this sound fell, the black ball in mid-air exploded instantly, turning into a black viscous liquid poured on the body, and a fishy wind arose...... James fell to his knees and muttered to himself, and a strange wave rippled in an instant.

But seeing that the demon soldiers on the field who were originally languishing suddenly had flames in their eyes, they rushed towards the Xuantian martial artist like madness. The black gas on his forehead was swirling, and the breath was constantly rising, and a small Yaksha demon soldier had an aura comparable to that of a demon general after breathing.

With a bad yell, Zifeng hurriedly fell from the sky and stepped forward quickly, about to interrupt James's move.

In the first contact with the demon clan's moves, Zifeng clearly didn't understand the origin. You can only grope and keep groping, and then you can take precautions and prevent problems before they happen!

It's just late, it's too late! The black thorns on James's body, which were originally three inches long, sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, slowly growing out of his body, one foot, two feet, in a short time, stretched to a zhang long, dense, and looked at the past. James is like a hedgehog, and the black thorns with cold light are facing in all directions!

What worries Zifeng is not the black thorn, but the pitch-black spike of the night, flickering, this is the liquid anger that the black ball has just splashed down!

Once injected into the body of the Xuantian Martial Artist, the result is still to be guessed, it will inevitably have spasms all over the body, either struggle to death in anger, or be hacked to death by the opponent's Yaksha demon soldiers in the struggle!

All in all, there is only one result, and that is death! The aura contained in it is too pure, a hundred times stronger than what Zifeng infused into those martial artists at the beginning, a thousand times stronger!

At the beginning, the Xuantian Martial Artist was no longer able to bear it, but now what can he do?

"Retreat!" shouted like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. In the confrontation with the demons since ancient times, this must also be the first order to retreat!

And this sound also shocked Wu Tianjie and others in the distance, Xuantian obviously had the upper hand, but why did he retreat?

The warriors in the field did not hesitate after hearing Zifeng shouting, and turned around and evacuated into the distance!

But a sinister smile climbed up the corner of James's mouth, "If you want to run, then trade your life!"

There were thousands of black thorns all over the body, and they suddenly burst out......

Whether it's a demon or a warrior, it's all included in the attack range, this is the attack method of jade burning!

Where the black thorn passed, the warrior raised the stainless steel weapon in his hand and tried to block it, but the black thorn was not blocked in the slightest, and directly pierced through, taking the thin body behind him...... His eyes were dilated, and the Xuantian martial artist slowly fell to the ground.

The moment they landed, almost everyone tried to look back, wanting to see the condition of their commander, Zifeng. If the fall of the battlefield is an unstoppable fact, it is they who want to bear it!

When confronting the demons, there is a general who sees the battle situation as dung, and the first time he perceives the crisis, he thinks not of himself, but of their safety, which is really good.

Thereupon......

Zifeng saw that the group of Xuantian martial artists under him were all facing the demon army before they died.

He felt that this group of Xuantian deceased wanted to turn around at the last moment before they died and pay him a salute!

Thereupon......

They twisted and fell, turning into a sand dune!

"No!" ......