The blood knife held the big knife tightly, the sharp blade flashed in the cold eyes, the corners of the mouth raised an evil smile, feeling the majestic power, and in an instant, the whole body moved, wielding an extremely sharp big knife, and finally like countless sets of knife shadows flickered around its body, exuding a faint vitality.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

Its attack power will be blocked one by one, and the blades that come from the attack will cancel each other out with the sword shadow, Han Zheng, who was standing not far away, his face looked extremely calm, he smiled slightly, shaking the vitality in his body, his hands were raised, and the energy surging around him slowly gathered on the tips of his hands, lingering into a circle.

Due to the previous battle, the vitality in the blood knife's body was extremely chaotic, his face was even paler, his breathing was a little short, he raised his head slightly, skimmed the ring on the tip of Han Zheng's hand, and muttered secretly: "Even if you die today, you have to pull a cushion!"

Forcibly shaking the chaotic vitality in the body, the red armor appeared on the body, transporting the vitality in the body to the tendons of both hands, flowing to a single finger, containing majestic power, slowly slashing on the body of the knife, and in an instant, the whole knife exuded a dazzling light, showing blood red.

At the same time, the gang ring on the tip of Han Zheng's hand had quietly formed, and his body was filled with a terrifying aura, his hands were slightly raised, and the gang circle of majestic power surged out from his hands, rushing towards the bloody knife.

"Haha......" Feeling the terrifying aura, the blood knife was not afraid, laughed indifferently, and then his face sank, and the red light that was magnified in an instant shrouded the entire body in it, and finally turned into a huge green dragon knife, the blade appeared extremely sharp, and there were spider-like traces on the body, exuding the smell of bloody blood.

The blood knife attached to the Qinglong Knife smiled coldly, put his hands together, and the huge Qinglong Knife rushed out, and it also ran towards the gang circle at the same time, and its body was filled with a simple atmosphere, which seemed to have a history of thousands of years.

"Bang!" The two majestic forces quietly collided together, and the Qinglong Knife quickly shuttled through the Ganghuan, exuding a piece of light around its body, instantly turning into countless Qinglong Knives, and cutting the Ganghuan hard, but to the extreme surprise of the Blood Knife, the cut Ganghuan was like an invisible thread connecting at the same time, and finally intact.

"What the hell is going on? This big knife is a family heirloom, it has a history of thousands of years, it is extremely sharp, and nothing in this world is cut. ”

The blood knife's face changed slightly, his eyes shrank, and a trace of horror flashed, his hands kept changing, and the big knife attached to it quickly spun apart in an instant, shocking and faint vitality, and finally like countless sets of blades, the sharp blades appeared extremely sharp, and they would be enlarged in an instant, and all the surrounding rings were cut open.

I saw that the cut ring turned into countless small particles, emitting red gas, lingering around the big knife, the red gas surging out, instantly magnified countless times, a red light shrouded in it, the blood knife in the big knife, suddenly stunned, disdainful smile, both hands slightly raised, the whole big knife was inserted into the light.

"Huh!" A trace of red streamer overflowed in all directions, but it suddenly turned its head and slowly melted into its light, and at the same time, the entire big knife turned into a blood dragon, and the tearing roar shook out the entire light, and the red streamer that was scattered was several times faster than before, and instantly fused together, forming the original piece of light.

Countless blood-colored diamond-shaped three-dimensional, surging out from the mouth, filled the entire space in an instant, and then slowly inlaid together, and finally like a huge three-dimensional space, the majestic power squeezed the red light, and the sharp water chestnut was fiercely inserted into the light body, and the silk light that overflowed immediately dissipated in the sky.

Han Zheng, who was standing not far away, snorted coldly and shouted indifferently: "Blood Knife, your time of death has arrived!" Slowly stretched out his hands, and the energy surging around him was like countless black balls, instantly gathered in the palm of his hand, fused together, forming a huge black ball, and its strength was extremely terrifying.

Blood Knife's face changed greatly, feeling the terrifying aura, and he could also feel that if he didn't break through this hard light, death would fall on him, and all the vitality in his body would surge out, and then melt into his space, and the entire three-dimensional space would instantly enlarge, and the light on the periphery would be like a balloon that had risen to the point of saturation.

Han Zheng raised his head slightly, glanced at the three-dimensional space coldly, shouted, stepped on his feet, and turned his entire body, the black ball in his hand was like a real thing weighed on a lever, and as the speed of rotation increased, the entire black ball was thrown out of his hand, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

The blood knife looked at the ball that was about to fall to the ground in shock, his eyes instantly dimmed, like a dead man who had lost his vitality, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, exhausted the vitality in his body, and injected it into the space, suddenly only heard the sound of clicking, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth raised an ecstatic smile, but it was too late.

The black ball thrown out, tumbling down on the light, instantly melted into it, a deafening explosion, quietly echoed in the sky, majestic power poured out in all directions, the wind rose everywhere, swept away the scattered white clouds, the raging fire rose into the sky, the flames that shook out, blazing the entire cloud.

Billowing black smoke spread in the air, faintly only saw a black shadow, flew out upside down, fell directly to the ground, "boom!" A heavy sound quietly spread, huge stones rolled down, smashed on the ground, rolling mountains, collapsed in an instant, and dust rose everywhere.

After a long time, the thick smoke and dust dissipated with the breeze, and a black shadow that was pressed under the big stone, after coughing a few times, slowly opened his eyes, looked around, his whole body was extremely painful, he gritted his teeth hard, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he skimmed to the big stone pressed on his feet, and lay on the ground weakly.

"Haha......" An old voice sounded quietly, and a back figure slowly formed in front of him, dressed in a black robe, he turned around suddenly, his cold eyes looked at the blood knife, a cold smile rose at the corner of his mouth, his face sank, and he shouted: "Blood knife, go die!"

Suddenly, the blood knife seemed to have changed into a person, his face changed greatly, and he cried and begged with a wail: "Good man, you can spare me! You can call me a cow and a horse!" The whole person cried like a child.

Han Zheng snorted coldly, and quietly launched a majestic force in his hand, a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and his whole body flashed, like a ghost, instantly appeared in mid-air, and suddenly turned around, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and smashed the head of the blood knife, a thick blood mist filled the entire space.

A stream of light surged in, his cold eyes stared at the blood mist, he turned his head to look at Han Zheng, and asked worriedly, "Teacher, are you okay?"

Han Zheng smiled indifferently, stared at the corpse of the Blood Knife, raised his head and responded with a smile: "It's okay for the teacher, the Blood Knife is dead!" Lin Feng turned his head and glanced at the Blood Knife, forcibly resisted the ecstasy in his heart, and nodded resolutely.

Han Zheng sighed and shook his head, then smiled, holding his black beard, looking at Lin Feng with kind eyes, and shouted with a smile: "Let's go back!"