"Blood Sun Qiankun Sword Technique - Blood Yang Eight Desolations!"

With Fang Zhongkun's recitation, the four rounds of blood days instantly differentiated into eight rounds. Every blood-colored sun www.biquge.info the pen and the fun pavilion are as proud as fire, emitting infinite heat, scorching waves, and completely enveloping thousands of zhang of space. At the same time, the sword qi tornado vortex suspended at Fang Zhongkun's top continuously absorbed the heaven and earth vitality from all directions, and at the same time, the sword qi was fed back to the eight rounds of blood sun, and so on, each other.

Suddenly, the ground around the radius was filled with rolling magma.

On the other side, Xu Zhu was still holding the hammer in both hands, standing in place, but at the same time as Fang Zhongkun was gathering momentum, Xu Zhu's body also began to glow with a trace of earthy yellow luster.

"Die!"

Suddenly, a round of blood sun behind Fang Zhongkun directly twisted into a bloody sword and slammed towards Xu Zhu.

This sword ray, the thickness of a bucket, is about ten meters long, and is purely condensed by the unique true qi and sword intent of the Blood Sword Hall.

"Martial Arts Technique - Clone Slash!"

With a low shout, the muscles of Xu Zhu's arms skyrocketed, and the light on the golden gourd sledgehammer loomed, and in an instant, a golden dazzling phantom instantly rushed out of Xu Zhu's body, and his morale was like a rainbow, unstoppable!

Boom -

The blood-colored sword and the golden slammed together, and after a loud bang, the blood-colored sword consumed about the average amount of energy, directly crushing Xu Zhu's golden phantom into powder and dissipating invisible.

"Hahaha, the mantis arm is a car, and I can't do it!" Fang Zhongkun laughed wildly: "Destroy me!!"

The speed of the blood-colored sword that had consumed ordinary energy did not decrease, and it continued to slash towards Xu Zhu!

"Broken!"

Perhaps he had long expected that the power of the "clone slash" would not be able to stop the opponent's blood-colored sword, and as soon as the golden phantom was smashed, Xu Zhu's whole person jumped high and blasted out with a hammer.

The terrifying power of more than one million catties exploded in an instant, and the blood-colored sword that consumed ordinary energy hit head-on!

"Poof!"

The sword is fierce, mixed with Fang Zhongkun's perfect sword intent, invincible, and he actually pressed Xu Zhu hard, wanting to crush Xu Zhusheng.

"Ka-"

Xu Zhu's figure retreated violently, holding the hammer in both hands, horizontal above his head, and the blood-red sword plowed his whole person all the way to the back, causing his feet to sink into the earth, plowing two deep ravines on the ground, which was shocking.

"Hahaha! Dying and struggling! One sword ray will not work, another one!" Fang Zhongkun had already smelled the breath of victory, and in the midst of laughter, the second round of blood sun behind him turned into a second blood-colored sword ray, and slashed towards Xu Zhu like lightning again.

At this time, Xu Zhu used all his divine power to block the first blood-colored sword rays that Fang Zhongkun slashed out, and Fang Zhongkun's second blood-colored sword rays had already been killed in an instant!

"This big guy is going to lose!"

Seeing this scene, almost all the Blood Sword Hall blurted out, and even the expressions of the elders of the inner gate of the Blood Sword Hall also relaxed. On the other hand, the people of the Yin Yang Sect were all frowning, and their faces were anxious, obviously like the people in the Blood Sword Hall, thinking that Xu Zhu was already more auspicious. Feng Rebel was the only one, still standing there lightly, his dark eyes did not change in the slightest, as if he was a bystander who had nothing to do with himself.

Suddenly, at this moment, in a hundredth of a breath, everyone felt that an inexplicable strange aura poured out of the void, this breath, with the savagery, violent, tyrannical, and cruel of the ancient beast. It's as if there is a terrifying ancient beast in front of everyone, trying to break free from the inexplicable void.

Roar -

A tiger roar full of endless killing aura burst out, and the Quartet Void centered on Xu Zhu was torn out of spatial cracks visible to the naked eye!

At the same time, Xu Zhu's body was full of light, surging and killing, and swept out, and this sky was rendered as a killing battlefield at this time. Xu Zhu's originally dark pupils turned into scarlet at this time, and the earth-shattering aura was frantically condensed, only to see that between the violent distortion of space, a huge white tiger quickly condensed out.

The white tiger stepped on the void, looked up to the sky and roared, the howling sound shook the stars, and the surging killing aura made the world become gray.

"Exclusive special move - Tiger Roar!"

In the next moment, the white tiger that looked up to the sky and roared suddenly jumped out, and the white tiger galloped, as if stepping into the limit of time and space, and appeared in front of the blood-colored sword.

Boom!

At the moment of impact, the heavens and the earth seemed to be quiet, and immediately, everyone was shocked to find that the blood-colored sword that Fang Zhongkun slashed out was actually torn to pieces in an instant. And the monstrous white tiger continued to rush towards Fang Zhongkun with the power of tearing apart heaven and earth.

。 "Not good!"

Seeing this, Fang Zhongkun was horrified, and hurriedly turned the remaining six rounds of blood sun behind him into six sword rays at the same time, and then slashed at the white tiger that pounced on him in unison.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

In the deafening loud noise, the bright light was like a bright sun. Obscuring all the light, everyone was stabbed and closed their eyes, but even so, their eyes still stinged.

Rumble!

The light burst out, and in an instant, even the elders of the Blood Sword Hall couldn't help but turn into a storm of qi, as if forming a substance, and raging wildly, instantly bursting and collapsing all the thousands of zhang of earthquakes. The kind of visual impact that is about to be like the end of the world makes everyone present tremble, and their scalps are numb, if they are affected by that kind of shock, I am afraid that even the strong people in the post-absolute realm will have to be torn to pieces.

The storm of air waves that swept through everything raged for a full few minutes before it dissipated little by little in a shocking gaze.

And when the storm cleared, everyone's eyes immediately cast towards the center of the storm.

In front of him, on the ground that had been ravaged by a ten-magnitude earthquake, two figures stood dozens of feet apart. Compared with before, the momentum on Xu Zhu's body has weakened a lot, but the pair of fierce eyes are still bright and dazzling, and it seems that they may burst out again at any time. On the other side, Fang Zhongkun was much more miserable, a huge claw mark from his left shoulder to his waist, blood shot out of it like a fountain, and the originally gorgeous shirt was shattered in the earth-shattering blow just now, revealing his almost perfect upper body.

"Huhu~"

After a few breaths, a large amount of blood loss made Fang Zhongkun feel that the inexhaustible strength in the past disappeared from his body. I could no longer hold on to one knee and fell to the ground, my eyes blurred, and I gasped for air. A killing aura with a strong corrosive force continued to destroy his wounds, trying to burrow into his meridians and further damage his internal organs. So that he no longer had the strength to stand up.

There is no doubt that this victory is a matter of victory!

Xu Zhu, win!

Fang Zhongkun, defeat!

"Hall Master!"

"Hall Master!"

The next moment, in a burst of sharp exclamations, everyone in the Blood Sword Hall quickly rushed forward, feeding the medicine, healing the wounds, and the scene was chaotic.

Ignoring the chaos on the side of the Blood Sword Hall, after confirming that Fang Zhongkun had completely lost his combat power, Xu Zhu turned around and walked directly in front of Feng Yi, and clenched his fists heavily: "Lord Qi, the last general will not be dishonored!"

"Good!"

Feng Wei nodded with a smile on his face, and immediately, he turned his gaze to the people in the Blood Sword Hall, and said indifferently: "How?"

Hearing this, everyone in the Blood Sword Hall stiffened, and turned to look at Fang Zhongkun, who had breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling the gazes looking at him one after another, Fang Zhongkun's eyes flashed a trace of dejection, and after a painful struggle, he finally looked up at Feng Yi, word by word: "From now on, my Blood Sword Hall will be the first to look forward to you!"

Fang Zhongkun is not a humble gentleman who does what he says, in fact, in this world of deceit and survival of the fittest, it is impossible for the so-called humble gentleman to come to his position. If he could, even if there was a glimmer of hope, he was not willing to let the Blood Sword Hall, which had been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, become a subsidiary of others, and for this, he could break his promise without hesitation. However, he knew very well in his heart that until now, once he dared to say a word, the entire Blood Sword Hall would definitely be destroyed, which was something he could never accept.

Either become an affiliate or perish. He had no choice at all, so he had no choice but to keep his promise.

"You are really a smart person!" Hearing Fang Zhongkun's words, Feng Yi glanced at him deeply. Immediately, with a wave of his right hand, a soft cyan light descended on Fang Zhongkun's body.

"Martial Arts Technique - Heavenly Returning Technique!"

Under the shroud of blue light, the wounds on Fang Zhongkun's body quickly recovered at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye, and the injuries in his body were constantly weakening and reducing, and after a while, his originally pale face began to become ruddy.

Sensing the changes in his body, a trace of complexity flashed in Fang Zhongkun's eyes, but it was more shocked. As a party, he naturally knows how serious the injuries on his body are, and to put it bluntly, even if he treats it with all his might, it will take at least one to two days to barely recover his combat strength, and if he wants to fully recover, it will take more than half a month. But now, with just a wave of his hand, Feng Yi has recovered almost half of his injuries, which is simply incredible. At least, in his memory, he had never seen such a superb means of healing.

Of course, with his wisdom, he could naturally guess that Feng Rebellion's move was not only a simple healing for him, but also an alternative deterrent, but since he had already served the other party, some necessary scenes were still essential, and immediately, he took a deep breath and saluted respectfully: "Thank you, sect master!"

"No need, I said, as long as you are willing to submit to me, you are still the hall master of the Blood Sword Hall, so call me my lord!" Feng Shun said lightly.