"Whew~"

The Blood Rakshasa was formed, and a monstrous ghost crying wolf roar came madly. The entire battlefield seems to have been reduced to a hell on earth, and it is terrifying to make people tremble. The terrifying sound killing attack made countless Black Flag troops vomit blood, and the Ouchi masters retreated again and again.

I saw that the Blood Rakshasa put his hands together, sometimes like the compassionate Guanyin in the purple bamboo forest, and sometimes like the Shura who killed countless people in the sea of blood.

That's right.

Guanyin closes his eyes and does not save the world, and the Rakshasa will see blood when he opens his eyes!

The huge Blood Rakshasa suddenly opened its eyes in the next moment, and the monstrous giant palm slapped down. This terrifying Rakshasa palm was filled with terrifying killing intent, carrying a rolling wave of blood, and slapped directly towards Yang Mucheng.

Thundered~

This palm slashed wildly, and before the attack arrived, he saw that the earth had collapsed madly, forming a huge and deep palm print. And Yang Mucheng is in this palm print!

"This time, even if you go to heaven and earth, you can't hide!"

Jiang Yicheng roared wildly.

"Holy!"

"Holy ......"

"Hurry up!"

Bursts of cries rang out.

However, when the Rakshasa opened his eyes, his mana was boundless. The terrifying coercion, suppressed by the Dragon Hall Ancestor, couldn't move as if he had been tied up with lead, and could only watch as this terrifying giant palm slapped towards Yang Mucheng.

This palm is too strong, too terrible.

Even in front of this Blood Rakshasa, every ancestor had a trace of irresistible posture in their hearts. After all, it is a dynasty that exists for thousands of years, how can it not have half a hole card.

"Who can resist this Blood Rakshasa ah!"

The crowd gritted their teeth, and even their teeth were crushed. Under the power of this palm, the bones of their bodies crackled, as if they were misaligned. The internal organs were squeezed and seemed to be broken. Everyone is under this blood rakshasa and it is difficult to protect themselves, who still has the ability to protect them?

Jiang Yicheng's eyes widened.

It was as if he had already seen the picture of Yang Mucheng being completely crushed when this palm was slapped!

Just when countless Dragon Hall, Ouchi masters, and Black Flag Army exclaimed, just when Jiang Yicheng's eyes swept over, just when this invincible Blood Rakshasa palm fell......

"I have a finger for the gods!"

Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head, looking at the Blood Rakshasa with neither joy nor sorrow, there was not the slightest fear in his eyes! His voice resounded through the battlefield, as if it had fallen from the clouds of the nine clouds.

"One type can cave the sky, two types can destroy the earth, and three types can kill immortals!"

Since there is no way to avoid it, there is no way to avoid it, so there is no need to avoid it anymore!

As soon as the words fell, Yang Mucheng stood with his hands in his hands, and at this moment he used his strongest killing move.

He pointed his finger into the air, and in an instant the wind surged. A monstrous killing intent emerged from his body. Under this monstrous killing intent, outside of Yang Mucheng's entire body, a huge phantom more than thirty meters high was formed.

At the same time, the momentum of Yang Mucheng's whole person is also constantly rising, even if the two armies are separated, Jiang Yicheng can clearly perceive that the strength of Yang Mucheng's whole person is constantly improving and increasing!

This huge phantom also slowly swept along with Yang Mucheng's movements.

It's finally brewing.

"Finger of the gods, the third type!"

"Killing Immortal Finger!"

Yang Mucheng's right finger suddenly pointed a little forward, and the majestic figure behind him that was more than 30 meters high also pointed forward at the same time.

This finger seems to be able to penetrate the heavens and the earth, as if it can kill immortals and kill Buddhas.

The terrifying aura, the killing intent that destroyed everything, plunged the battlefield of more than 100,000 people into a dead silence.

"What kind of fingering is this?"

"Xuan-level martial arts? You actually know Xuan-level martial arts?"

Jiang Yicheng was shocked.

He looked at Yang Mucheng and couldn't help but have a strong sense of crisis in his heart. But the next moment, he let out a hysterical roar, and bloodshot flashes in his eyes. "The Great Yan Blood Demon Array, even the martial artists in the late stage of Xuanhai can be killed, even if you know Xuan-level martial arts, what about this?"

Boom! Boom!

In the roar, the astonishing offensive of the two sides exploded together in an instant. With the sound of the huge internal energy surging, the Immortal Killing Finger and the Blood Rakshasa Palm collided fiercely, and there was a shocking explosion.

In the sound of the explosion, a circular ripple quickly centered on the position of the opponent, and spread wildly in all directions. The surging ripples are like thousands of horses rushing, like a tsunami rolling, unstoppable.

The almost invincible Blood Rakshasa suddenly trembled with its massive body.

All the power suddenly subsided at this moment, and the body collapsed like a pile of sand. The height of more than 100 zhang disappeared like a bubble in an instant. The scroll suspended in mid-air, controlling the existence of the Great Yan Blood Demon Array, was even more in the confrontation of this move, and it was torn apart with a 'bang' and turned into countless fragments.

"Poof~"

Jiang Yicheng spit out a mouthful of blood mist in the sky and took a few steps back. And his body was swept upside down by the huge wave generated by the collision of these two forces, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"How, how is that possible?"

Looking at the torn scroll in the sky, looking at Yang Mucheng who was still standing, Jiang Yicheng's face was full of shock: "It's absolutely impossible to ......"

This Great Yan Blood Formation can strangle hundreds of thousands of warriors.

You can kill the late Xuanhai warriors!

It is the foundation of the Shengqing Dynasty and the prosperity of the Shengqing Dynasty for more than 1,000 years. As a result, it was completely torn apart in the collision of this move. This completely shattered his cognition, and at the same time, it also broke the last expectation in his heart!

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Yang Mucheng withdrew his right hand and looked at the stunned Dragon Hall Ancestors.

"Actually cracked this Great Yan Blood Array?"

"The Third Form of the Divine Finger ......"

They weren't surprised that the Great Yan Blood Demon Array was able to burst out with such terrifying power. Because this is the last hole card of the Holy Qing Dynasty, the attack that erupted with the blood of more than 100,000 people, the power of this last palm is comparable to that of the peak powerhouse of the Xuanhai Sea.

But Yang Mucheng only had the early stage of Xuanhai, and just by virtue of the third form of this Divine Finger, he actually broke through this Great Yan Blood Formation!

Looking at the scroll that turned into fragments in the sky, looking at the blood rakshasa that turned into a bubble, looking at the Great Yan Blood Formation that was diffused by the blood light, and looking at Jiang Yicheng, who was pale and almost completely desperate. Every ancestor seemed to be in a dream, as if he had walked back and forth in the ghost gate.

It wasn't until Yang Mucheng's voice sounded that they came back to their senses.

"Kill!"

A roar rang out, and the Dragon Hall Ancestor poured out of the nest.

This moment.

The kamikaze army has been disheartened, and from the moment the Blood Rakshasa has disappeared, they no longer have the fighting spirit, and there is a burst of neighing and roaring and exclamations of people turning on their backs, and at this moment they are actually defeated like a mountain, desperately fleeing in all directions.

And Jiang Yicheng, the commander of the three armies, the second division of the Holy Qing Dynasty, was captured alive on the spot, escorted by the two ancestors and thrown at the feet of Yang Mucheng.

(End of chapter)