Chapter 252: A Tragic Battle

"Ninety-Nine Unified Blood Array!"

Bai Rong suddenly looked hideous and roared.

The position she was in was really a big burst.

I saw Bai Rong holding a palm-sized silver handle, beautifully carved, like a formation eye pestle needed to launch the formation.

The strange blood mist slowly rose from all directions, forming a barrier on the top of Danxue Mountain.

"Run!"

The woman who saw through the trap of the formation shouted in horror.

She and the other seven women scattered and fled, but her body hit the blood-colored barrier, and sure enough, she couldn't cross it, but instead hit her nose and swollen face, and fell down heavily!

"Let us go!"

"Isn't the Pure Land of Sanskrit a paradise for women in the world? Why do you murder us? ”

"Liar! The Pure Land is all liars! ”

Eight women were trapped in the formation, knowing that they were powerless to escape.

They looked at Bai Rong, whose expression was gradually becoming hideous, and Han Yue, whose strength was far superior to their own, and there was only despair and fear left in their hearts.

"Sister Hanyue, do it quickly! I'm already your sister! ”

Bai Rong's body is soaked in spring water.

As far as the eye could see, the spring water gradually turned blood-red, hideous and terrifying.

"I ...... I can't ......" Hanyue subconsciously took a step back.

Homicide?

As a sword cultivator, she is no stranger.

But Hanyue has always boasted that those who should be killed are the ones who should be killed, even if Yaoguang ordered her to assassinate Fan Li, she heard the name of Fan Li's traitorous minister, and thought that this was to eliminate traitors for the country and the people.

But the eight women in front of them are outstanding in character, qualifications, and appearance, and they were obviously brought into the Pure Land by thousands of choices as candidates for the Holy Lord.

Now, it is going to kill them.

The candidacy of the Holy Lord has become the nourishment of the new Holy Lord?

"Impossible."

"How could the eldest sister do such a thing?"

"I don't believe in ......"

Han Yue's heart turned a thousand times, but Bai Rong's urging voice came from her ears.

"If my sister doesn't make a move, there will be no nourishment supply in the big array, and I will be eaten by the formation!"

"You're going to take my corpse back to see Sister Yaoguang!"

Cold Moon was shocked when she heard this.

She stared, and sure enough, the blood-colored spring water in the eyes of the array faintly emitted black gas.

Bai Rong soaked in the spring water, trembling all over, and her face was full of pain.

"Zhu Xian!"

Han Yue hurriedly snorted, and the aura quickly condensed into a sword.

The four swords of punishment, killing, absoluteness, and trapping floated around the cold moon, exuding an infinite evil aura.

Even the momentum of the Ninety-Nine Unified Blood Transformation Great Array was immediately suppressed by the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

Seeing this, the eight women were even more desperate.

The woman who was the first to see through the trap knelt directly on the ground with her knees weak.

"Cold Moon Holy Lord!"

"The younger generation has never had a grudge against you, and he yearns for the Pure Land, but he doesn't want to fall to this point."

"Today's events, the younger generation is willing to swear by the way of heaven and never spread it."

"I beg my predecessors to see that it is not easy for us to cultivate penance, so let's let go of a way out!"

Seeing this, the other seven women also knelt down in front of Han Yue, begging for mercy and crying.

The four swords of Zhuxian have firmly locked these eight women.

However, Hanyue can't do it anyway!

Suddenly!

Sudden change!

Bai Rong, who was ignored by everyone, seemed to have fused with the Ninety-Nine Unified Blood Array.

The blood-colored spring water seemed to be a part of Bai Rong's body, and under the control of her mind, it actually condensed eight blood-like spears.

The tip of the spear was pointed directly at the back of the eight women.

Sou!

Whoosh!

Breaking the air!

The eight girls who were crying focused their attention on the four terrifying spirit swords of the cold moon.

They were only careful to guard against the four swords of Zhuxian, and they couldn't take care of Bai Rong behind them at all.

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!

A few muffled sounds, the sound of a water gun piercing through the human body.

Including the woman who saw through the trap of the formation, there were four of them, and they were nailed to death by Bai Rong with a water gun on the spot!

The remaining four people dodged in embarrassment at the last critical moment, and although their bodies were also stabbed, they did not hurt the vital point after all.

Cold Moon froze.

Four beautiful and well-qualified ladies of the sky, and strong men in the future, were attacked and killed by Bai Rong in front of their eyes?

She trembled slightly, and her gaze at Bai Rong could not suppress her disgust.

Coincidentally, at this time, Bai Rong was also watching the cold moon.

The two looked at each other, and Bai Rong didn't seem to feel the mood of the cold moon at all?

She smiled and said, "Thanks to my sister for distracting them, my sister can win with one blow." ”

"What!?"

Cold Moon was shocked.

She wanted to defend herself, but she didn't want to help her.

In fact, Han Yue really thought about it just now, breaking this formation and letting the eight innocent women leave.

Bai Rong dropped this sentence and turned to attack the remaining four women.

The four bodies that had already died, blood flowing from their wounds, quickly soaked a large expanse of earth.

Cold Moon's face was painful.

She was about to do something, but she saw blood in four springs, 'grabbing' at the four corpses like giant arms.

Then he dragged them into the spring.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~h

Bai Rong let out a weird and perverse moan, but the momentum of the whole person soared!

The four injured women fought with her, and they were quite calm.

But Bai Rong's strength suddenly skyrocketed, and the four of them were all injured, and they were immediately seriously injured by Bai Rong one after another.

In just a few moments, three more women were killed, and their bodies were dragged into the spring!

"You ......"

"You ......"

The woman who survived in the last was also a sword cultivator, just like Han Yue.

Her cultivation is only the Nine Rank Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Realm, and she should be the weakest existence among all people.

However, she has shown great resilience and strong combat power.

The performance of the sword cultivation woman even reminded Han Yue of how young she was.

is also alone, the same only with the three-foot sword in his hand, indomitable, not humble or arrogant!

"She's getting a first glimpse of the door." Hanyue couldn't help but praise in her heart.

This woman is an extremely pure sword cultivator, regardless of talent or heart.

If there are no accidents, her future achievements may not be lost to Cold Moon!

"You ......"

Hanyue took a step towards her, really sympathizing with her and wanting to save her from leaving.

However, this sword cultivator would be mistaken, thinking that Han Yue was finally going to make a move.

She looked at Hanyue quietly, with mixed emotions in her eyes.

There's worship, there's anticipation, and even love.

But in the end, all emotions come down to deep disappointment and pain!

"I'm fighting with you."

The female sword cultivator used the most bland tone to say the most decisive words.

Han Yue was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood her intentions.

"No, I mean ......"

Before Han Yue finished speaking, the woman had already raised her sword and flew towards her!

A woman's sword is extremely fast!

Like a silver bolt of lightning!

But faster than her were the four swords that Hanyue had protected herself.

Burst!

There was no need for Han Yue's command at all, the Four Sword Protectors of the Immortal Immortals launched, and they only pierced through the female sword cultivator in an instant!

The corpse was also slowly dragged away by the blood-colored spring water.

Cold Moon froze.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Rong, who had redressed herself, stood beside her.

"Does my sister want to know her name?"

Hanyue nodded subconsciously.

"No one knows her real name, but she just calls herself 'chasing the moon'."

"Legend of the rivers and lakes, chasing the moon in this life is the most admired sister Hanyue, you~!"

(End of chapter)