The grass pheasant Dule was not surprised to see this, and the long knife in his hand slashed desperately, and countless pink petals torrented into the black and pink junction like a giant snake, and the hedge of the energy torrent even the black fire that devoured all things made a strange moan, no longer like Fang Cai's unscrupulousness, but the phenomenon of backlash caused by excess energy devouring.

Patches of black fire continued to extinguish and retreat under the backlash and impact, and the boundary of balance was broken in an instant, and the pink energy torrent occupied the absolute upper hand, like a giant ball of light pressing towards Zhen Shuai inch by inch. And Zhen Shuai's black wall of fire is like a net bag squeezed by heavy objects, and even spots of collapse appear, as if it will be defeated by a pink ball of light in the next second.

Seeing this, Zhen Shuai smiled indifferently, and pinched a few tricks with both hands dexterously and quickly, and a terrifying arc of blood suddenly shot out from the black fire, and its direction was the grass pheasant Dule who was swinging with all his strength.

The three top-level powerhouses of the Ghost Day let out an impossible exclamation almost at the same time, because that blood arc was sent out by the grass pheasant Dule himself, and only the set of blood ghost yang flame armor on the grass pheasant Dule could inspire the kind of terrifying attack with the full power of one blow in the god transformation period.

And the blood arc that appeared again was obviously added with some kind of material, not only did the flash speed increase greatly, but it was even able to avoid the pink light flowing in the sky, and shoot at the grass pheasant with incredible agility and irritability, and the silk black flow flame flowing in the blood arc also definitely had a terrifying devouring ability.

"In the other way, give back to the other, and my brother has added a lot of ingredients, you can taste the bitter fruit you brewed!" Zhen Shuai laughed while watching the show while continuing to change the gravity around the blood arc to guide its flight trajectory.

The blood arc excited by the Blood Ghost Yang Flame Armor does not consume the mana of the Grass Pheasant Dule, but correspondingly, if you want to recover the second excitation, you need to absorb enough energy, but in front of a large number of black flames with devouring attributes, almost all the elemental energy of the fire attribute is converted into mana and transmitted to Zhen Shuai, and the original cooldown time of the Blood Ghost Yang Flame Armor of five minutes directly soared to several hours, and half of the power of this set of artifact-level armor was abolished.

And the grass pheasant, who didn't have time to think about it at all, saw that he couldn't inspire a new blood arc to fight against the oncoming terrorist attack, so he could only mobilize all the petals to completely wrap himself in different directions like a hydra.

The huge blood arc had swept over the pink ball of light that had just formed in an instant, and although the sphere composed of countless petals dissolved most of the blood arc's attack, the perfect defense was also completely shattered, and a slender blood line appeared on the grass pheasant's Dule cheek, making the stiff face even more hideous and excited.

The thick blood arc was like being swallowed from the center out of thin air, and the two parts that were not blocked by the pink ball of light immediately cut into the array of the strong man of the Ghost Sun Empire without any hindrance, instantly bringing a bloody rain, and the Yuan Ying was either dead or disabled, and the Yuan Ying had to resist or dodge with all his might.

Hattori Hanzo snorted coldly, and a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and smashed on the two blood arcs at the same time, and the two terrifying energies only hedged for a moment before they collapsed and annihilated at the same time, and the overflowing energy quickly killed several strong people nearby like an electric snake, but it was completely acceptable compared to the damage that the blood arc might cause in the future.

Hattori Hanzo's thunder method immediately revealed the terrifying power of the law of thunder, and just by hitting two blood arcs with strange movements and extremely fast speed with a single thunderbolt, it showed a level far beyond that of ordinary gods.

Looking at the two shocking gaps like ravines in their own array, as well as the red blood sprinkled like rain, the faces of the three god-transforming powerhouses were not very good-looking, although in their eyes those were cannon fodder meat shield-like existences, but the cannon fodder died a lot, and it was no different from being naked in the face in this way.

"Soraku, use that trick!" said Hattori Hanzo with a grim face.

Hearing this, the grass pheasant was happy to hear this, and pinched a few spells in his hand, and all the pink light streams quickly retreated, but those pink petals that had been contaminated with black fire stayed to make a final resistance, and after a few breaths, they were completely engulfed by black flames.

At this moment, Zhen Shuai's mana has recovered nearly half, and it is obvious that the various battles just now have not even consumed much mana, and the grass pheasant Dule, who was originally in a full state, has consumed about one percent of his mana.

"Zhen Shuai, since none of us can help anyone in terms of the power of the law, then let's compete in the way of the sword. ”

Zhen Shuai smiled indifferently and said without any rebuttal: "Since this is the case, then I will learn about your country's high tricks." ”

The two men with swords in their hands withdrew all their spells, and the sea of fire and flower petals dissipated as if they had never appeared, while the atmosphere above the battlefield was more condensed, and the killing intent that poured out wantonly made the surrounding temperature drop a lot as if it were substantial.

Grass Pheasant Dule put the katana back into the sheath and put on a posture of drawing the sword, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately swung an almost transparent sword qi at Zhen Shuai with great speed.

Only then did Zhen Shuai pull out the simple-looking black straight-edged long knife on his waist, and he also swung it with ease.

No one noticed the sword qi emitted by Zhen Shuai's void slash, but after a strange and faint spatial distortion, the sword qi that shot halfway seemed to crash into an invisible wall and collapsed abruptly, and the violent energy explosion stirred up a terrifying qi wave, and the sea below was torn out of a terrifying wound that could not be repaired in time.

"The law of space!

A Ghost Sun powerhouse with some strength exclaimed, and all the faces present immediately changed, but they all showed a look of shock.

It is not surprising that a powerhouse in the god transformation period has the power to control the law or even the top time and space laws, but it is unacceptable that Zhen Shuai, who has already shown the laws of devouring and gravity, can still perform the most terrifying spatial laws in a leisurely manner, not to mention that Zhen Shuai is not a god yet.

The grass pheasant's face turned into a strange excitement as soon as he was slightly panicked, and the whole person flew towards Zhen Shuai with an afterimage.

Zhen Shuai's back fluttered, almost narrowing the distance between the two in a flash.

The katana and the ancient black knife slashed together silently, and a circle of terrifying aura suddenly erupted around the two of them, and the sea that had just healed the wound immediately sank into a large chunk.

It was a mere collision of powers, without any laws or mana energy surges, but before everyone could react from the terrifying force of the sword strike.

The black mang and the blue light suddenly pulled out countless arcs of light and collided together, this was an extremely fast sword, and there was still no surge of energy, just because of the reflection of the light pulled out by the slashing speed too fast.

Neither the sky nor the sea can be calm, the air currents generated by the impact of the terrifying power in the most primitive way are like blades and walls, and the human powerhouses who are a little closer immediately scatter and flee in horror, and some of the slow ones are either inexplicably knocked away, or they are cut by the air blade with amazing wounds, and only the strong people in the Yuan Infant Stage can barely rely on defensive spells to resist hard.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but imagine themselves in the amazing sword rain of the mountain of swords, and the undetermined almost screamed and fled further, although the self-proclaimed powerful person was still calm, but his face was also gloomy.