The wind is surging, and the war is in full swing.

The saint had already been taught by Wu Feng twice, and now it was a matter of life and death, and he was very cautious, seeing that Wu Feng had a tendency to lean over, his hands quickly closed and quickly separated.

"Holy Sun!"

In an instant, a dazzling scorching sun appeared between the hands of the saint, and at that moment, the heaven and earth turned white.

"Boom!"

A terrible voice rang out, and the white light swept across the land, destroying everything in its path!

Even the Demon Purgatory Hell was crushed one after another and turned into slag.

This is the strength of the half-emperor, which can be called devastating.

Fang Yuan's hundreds of miles have been affected, the earth does not break and opens a chasm, and the long river is broken.

This is the power of the terrifying Holy Dao, and in the face of such power, all mental strength seems to be greatly affected, and it is impossible to exert the ability that it should have.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, chains rushed out of the ground, turning into huge cages that completely enveloped the place of the sanctuary and quickly suppressed it. The holy light was incomparably terrifying, constantly destroying the chains that came by, but immediately, there were chains like a tide that continued to envelop them.

Wu Feng's eyes were fierce, he was urging the Divine Prison Soul Lock Technique with all his might, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Boom!"

The two forces collided ferociously, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble violently.

Finally, the dense chains tightly entwined the saint in it, and the heaven and earth returned to their previous appearance.

"Die!"

Wu Feng drank coldly, the chains tightened suddenly, and even the sound of bones could be heard.

Before Wu Feng could stop and watch the slightest, an even more dazzling holy light erupted from the center of the chain, and even if Wu Feng was on guard, his eyes still tingled, and he was blind for a short time.

"Poof!"

A holy sword pierced Wu Feng in an instant, and white flames rose from the wound, devouring Wu Feng's entire body in an instant.

"You don't have the qualifications to kill Ben Sheng!"

The saint rushed out of the encirclement of the chains covered in blood, and shouted with a hideous expression, "It's you mortal who is going to die!"

Saint's hands clenched into fists violently, "Now...... Give me death!"

"Holy Will!"

The saint's right fist slammed towards Wu Feng, and the huge white fist shadow was like a mountain, its majesty was vast, and it had the power to suppress the nine heavens.

That is the holy word, not to be blasphemed, not to be offended!

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Wu Feng's voice sounded, revealing coldness and disdain.

The holy body stiffened, and the white fist shadow rushed towards the ground in front of him, but Wu Feng had already disappeared.

The place where he reappeared, but it happened to be the side of the saint. A heart-shaped domain enveloped the two of them, and after Wu Feng was stabbed by the holy sword, it also happened to be the time of the Holy Carelessness, and it was also at that time that Wu Feng activated his mind at a critical time.

The more and more terrifying holy power in the holy body exploded, and Wu Feng also moved at this moment, and there was an extra weapon in his hand - the Yin Nether Blood Hook!

"Whoosh!"

Wu Feng and the holy figure staggered, and the holy power surged, and before it could completely erupt, it quickly retracted into the body like a tide.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The holy body bowed, coughed violently, and a circle of blood on the waist quietly appeared, and then there was a dazzling blood spilling out one after another.

"I know you can recover quickly, even if it breaks your head, you can come back to life. ”

Wu Feng waved the Yin Netherworld Blood Hook in his hand, his condition was not optimistic, the wound on his chest was directly penetrated, although he had been treated with his heart as soon as possible, but he could not recover directly.

The saint was finally no longer arrogant, nor calm, staring at the Netherworld Blood Hook, "What is that?"

"A weapon. ”

Wu Feng smiled indifferently, "I don't have any other abilities, but coincidentally...... It's just enough to devour. ”

"Path-...... You mean......"

The saint looked shocked and looked at Wu Feng in disbelief.

Wu Feng bowed his head, "You heard it right, it's the Devouring Dao, and you didn't understand it wrong, it's the power of Devouring the Dao." ”

The saint trembled and raised his hands, and no more holy power surged.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Saint hysteria roared, "How could such a thing exist!"

Wu Feng frowned slightly, "The facts are all in front of you, what else is impossible?"

The saint was full of blood, gritted his teeth and stared at Wu Feng viciously, "You bastard, do you think that without the holy power, I will have no way to take you? Don't forget, I am a half-emperor, and you are nothing!"

"Then don't forget ......"

Wu Feng licked his lips, "Lao Tzu is in charge of you people!"

Sheng took a deep breath, his expression was fierce, and a mace appeared in his hand, and the mace was as black as ink, exuding a strong evil aura.

Wu Feng's face couldn't help but change, "The most ferocious!"

The voice of the dragon hunting instructor sounded quickly, "Wu Feng, it's the heart of the bloodthirsty madman, be careful." ”

Sheng's eyes changed, he was just arrogant before, but now there was more strong killing intent and evil, as if a fierce beast that had been suppressed for a long time was about to escape from the cage, he greedily licked the blood from his lips.

"Miscellaneous, you are very good, and you are qualified to let the hidden strength of this saint be revealed. ”

Wu Feng quietly took a step back, and the performance of the saint was completely the contrast between the two extremes, the sacred and the evil.

"Really? That's pretty good. ”

Wu Feng smiled indifferently, and the Sword Art Domain quietly stood behind him, ready to move.

"Ben Saint...... It's going to beat you to a pulp!"

Sheng Li shouted, and suddenly rose into the air, and the pitch-black mace smashed madly towards Wu Feng.

"What?!"

Wu Feng was taken aback for a moment, under this blow, even his mind was distorted.

Without thinking much about it, Wu Feng quickly swung the Black Wind Knife to shake the blow.

"Bang!"

Wu Feng's body was hunting, and he slipped a hundred meters in the air.

"Roar!"

The holy fierce roared, and his body pursued frantically like a wolf. The mace in his hand shook the ground with a wave, completely enveloping Wu Feng's location.

Wu Feng frowned, and kept swinging the Black Wind Knife to collide with the mace.

"Die, die, die!"

The saint roared continuously, and the mace in his hand had been in a huge state, completely ignoring his own safety, only knowing that he kept killing Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's eyes were solemn, the tiger's mouth had been cracked open by the shock, and blood was constantly spilling out.

But when every drop of blood falls in the air, it will be automatically absorbed by the mace, and then the change is that the mace will become more powerful and the attack will be more violent.

Gradually, with the strength of the Black Wind Knife, he could not resist the attack of the mace.

The voice of the Demon Dragon God sounded in Wu Feng's heart, "That is the blade of the heart that has been refined with the method of blood sacrifice of ten thousand spirits, you must fight quickly, otherwise the time will drag on for a long time, and you may not even be able to receive a blow from him." ”

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Wu Feng was secretly surprised, "You're not kidding, are you?"

The Demon Dragon God said in a deep voice, "You'd better not think I'm joking, haven't you noticed that the blood of the Holy Self is also being absorbed by his Heart Blade? ”

"Can you imagine for yourself how big your movement was just now, and apart from the people down there, who can block the aftermath, are other people and animals really capable of avoiding it?"

Hearing this, Wu Feng couldn't help but look around, and his face couldn't help but change.

With his eyes, it was not difficult to see that wisps of blood and qi in the air flew into the air, gathering in their direction.

But the saint was completely crazy, he only had Wu Feng in his eyes, and he had only one purpose, that is, to kill Wu Feng.

Wu Feng retreated a hundred meters away, and a sword blocked in front of him, shaking off the mace's next blow.

"No...... right"

Wu Feng was suddenly shocked again, that mace could actually absorb his mental strength!

The sword that was shattered by the mace did not disappear like that, but was absorbed.

"I see, no wonder my mind is distorted. ”

Wu Feng suddenly realized in his heart, and immediately collected his mind and heart.

"Boom!"

The saint came in the air, clenched the mace with both hands, and smashed it down fiercely.

Wu Feng used the Heavenly Movement Technique, constantly avoiding the Saint's edge. At the same time, the surrounding blood and qi had begun to be gradually absorbed by the mace, and its power became even more terrifying.

"Since you want to play so much, Lao Tzu will accompany you!"

Wu Feng retreated a hundred meters again and opened up the distance. The Black Wind Knife in his hand began to circulate wildly, and in his heart, the chains that wrapped around the Black Wind Knife exploded one after another.

Wu Feng's eyes also became evil and hideous in an instant, his aura was also changing, he no longer suppressed his heart, he wanted to solve the saint with all his strength!

There are chains that constantly entangle Wu Feng, including the wrist holding the knife, all of which are heavily wound by chains.

The saint once again waved his stick, ruthless and ruthless, as heavy as a mountain!

"Come!"

Wu Feng's expression was hideous and he roared wildly, and the Black Wind Knife quickly slashed forward, colliding with the mace at a terrifying speed, mightily and ferociously.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the space between the two heart blades began to shatter continuously, and a huge black chasm appeared, as if the sky was about to crack.

The sword light shot straight into the sky, and with a bang, a mountain was split from it, at least 10,000 meters away!

The saint stood in the air, his eyes still vicious.

The mace cracked through it and fell, and before it fell, it turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

The heart of the Holy Eyebrow quietly cracked, and blood flowed out, followed by the entire body parting from it.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang!"

The remains of the saint fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"

Wu Feng let out an eerie cold laugh, and with a sharp swing of the big knife in his hand, he directly killed the Wind King who was closest to him.

"Boom!"

The flames rose into the sky, forming a series of exercises and quickly rushing towards Wu Feng.

"Boom!"

Wu Feng's body staggered, but then his mind appeared suddenly, and he turned around and killed Brother Dog with a knife, the sword qi was volleying, and he was domineering.

Brother Dog yelled: "Xiaofeng, what are you doing!!"

Before the words fell, the Fire Heavenly Realm had already appeared, and the flames turned into shields and collided with the Black Wind Knife again.