Chapter Thirty-Seven: Death!

Sure enough, Liu Pipa did not disappoint Wang Feng.

Her huge body suddenly lit up with a touch of multicolored light, and the phantom of the plucked hand continued to extend backwards, and a huge shadow appeared faintly.

The shadow was extremely blurry, and it was impossible to see the face, but the coercion coming from the figure was terrifying.

Zheng

Qianying's posture was graceful, and with a flick of her bare hands, a circle of ripples with multicolored light turned into a ribbon, and suddenly wrapped around the tail of the blood dragon swept over at a very fast speed, and strangled it fiercely.

The ribbon burst into colorful light for a while, and even the entire blood dragon became dazzling.

burst

The fierce and arrogant blood dragon didn't even have time to let out a mournful roar, and its huge body exploded violently, only to explode directly and turn into nothingness.

"Hmph"

Nangong Blood, who was at the top of the blood wave, snorted, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Look for death!"

He was slightly startled in his heart, and he was about to make a move when he turned his hand, and suddenly a cold low cry came from under him.

"Definitely!"

With this sound "word" falling, Nangong Blood only felt that his body was stiff, and he couldn't even use his spiritual power.

"What exercises!"

He was horrified in his heart, and his divine sense was crazy to urge Xuan Ying, and his face was frightened, and he was a little panicked.

He was really panicked, the most important thing for a monk is spiritual power, the word other party actually fixed the spiritual power of his whole body, this kind of method is unheard of!

Where did Yang Jian give the other party a chance, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time to smash the blood dragon with one shot, and the whole person rose into the sky, dragging a long afterimage behind him.

"Slash!"

Yang Jian shouted, the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand flickered with cold light, and slashed diagonally towards Nangong Blood's shoulder, and the opponent's spiritual power shield was actually slashed by him lightly, and exploded into a sky full of brilliance.

If it is slashed on the shoulder this time, Nangong Xue's body will definitely be cut in half, and even Xuan Ying will not be able to escape!

"Break it for me!"

Nangong's eyes were cracked, and the divine consciousness of the late Xuan Ming period turned into steel needles and stabbed Yang Jian's soul fiercely.

rumble

A powerful energy exploded between the two. Yang Jian's cold eyes darkened suddenly at this moment, and the movements in his hands also paused.

It's just that with this effort, Nangong Blood actually broke free from the immobilization technique, and the spiritual power in his body surged, directly submerging into the blood wave under his feet.

rumble

The three-pointed two-edged spear in Yang Jian's hand also slashed down at this moment, smashing fiercely into the blood wave under his feet, and the terrifying power almost cut the nearly thousand-zhang wide blood wave in half.

The stinking blood water was turbulent, as if a monstrous wave had been stirred, and the three-pointed and two-edged guns were more than submerged.

"Humph......"

There was another muffled snort from the blood wave, obviously. Nangong Blood was also slashed by a single shot.

"The sea of blood is monstrous, refining corpses and turning blood!"

The hysterical roar of Nangong Blood suddenly came from the blood wave, and the entire blood wave was red and bright, and it actually began to boil, and the bare rocks in the valley had begun to be corroded inch by inch before they touched the blood.

Even the clear river began to inexplicably evaporate with strong water vapor and gradually boiled.

"Change!"

Yang Jian missed a blow, turned over and put away the three-pointed two-edged gun. In a flash, he turned into a blood-colored giant wave, fighting with the blood wave of Nangong Blood.

Eighty-nine yuan gong, seventy-two changes!

I saw two waves of blood constantly entangled, like two flood dragons. kept rolling, and the surrounding mountains were hit by the tail of the waves, and they collapsed directly.

The body of the willow pipa stands high in the void, and the strings in his hand are constantly plucked. Colorful ribbons flew, constantly interspersed in the blood waves of Nangong blood.

The whole world was in turmoil, and the smell of blood was overwhelming. The heat wave rolls in.

"Young master, this person's blood wave is just one of his abilities, and what I have turned into is the body, although I can entangle, but I can't help him. ā€

Yang Jian's cold voice reached Wang Feng's ears.

"It's okay, I'll kill him later. ā€

Wang Feng said lightly, and his mind sank directly into the system space.

On his attribute panel, the murder value has reached 1.8 million.

Kill generals above level 6 have not been unlocked, and Wang Feng can only summon killers below level 6 now.

A sixth-level killing general has a killing energy value of 300,000, and 1.8 million can be exchanged for six killing generals.

"Six ......"

Wang Feng groaned in his heart, and then was slightly startled, looking at the big screen in front of him.

Just now, he clearly noticed that the big screen flickered slightly.

Flickering?

Wang Feng was silent for a moment. Fang Cai said: "System, Yuan Hong, Chang Hao, Zhu Zizhen, Yang Xian, Dai Li, Jin Dasheng"

Speaking of the names of these six people, many people may not be very familiar with them, but if you say their titles, everyone will be familiar with them.

These six people are none other than the six saints of the Seven Saints of Meishan, they are the six demon beasts and monsters cultivated by apes, long snakes, wild boars, pigs, goats, mountain dogs, and bison.

There is also a one called Wu Long, who is a centipede essence, but Wang Feng's murderous value is limited, so he has not exchanged it for the time being.

According to the Romance of the Gods, all seven of them were killed by Yang Jian.

"Host, among the sixth-level killing generals, Nezha's strength is second only to Yang Jian, and Jian yƬ summons Nezha ......"

The system's voice suddenly sounded.

"Don't want Nezha, just these six people. ā€

Wang Feng said in a deep voice, with no doubt in his tone.

"Okay. ā€

The sound of the system is as mechanical as ever.

As soon as the words fell, above the sky, the six statues began to slowly peel off their skins, and the bodies of the six people gradually appeared.

Just a moment later, six men with different looks appeared in front of Wang Feng.

They either have sharp-beaked monkey gills, or have cold faces, or have fat heads and big ears. Bowed respectfully to Wang Feng: "I've seen the master." ā€

"Well, let's go!" Wang Feng nodded, a glimpse of sharpness in his eyes.

"Yes!"

Several people responded respectfully, and then they used their own means to move away, and the person was still in mid-air, directly turning into the body, and the demonic aura was pervasive for a while.

With the help of the six saints of Meishan, the whole situation directly presents a one-sided advantage.

The blood wave that Yang Jian turned into directly wrapped the blood wave of Nangong blood, and the five-colored ribbon of Liu Pipa densely traveled on the blood wave turned into Nangong blood, and each time it would bring up a large puddle of blood and sprinkle it on the surrounding peaks.

As the blood waves passed, the sound of sneering corrosion was endless, and thick green smoke continued to rise.

Yuan Hong incarnated as an ape. Armed with an iron bar. The whole person went directly into the blood waves, constantly stirring, and the blood was tumbling.

Chang Hao was incarnated into a huge snake-like body, hundreds of zhang long, constantly whipping on the blood waves, extremely violent.

The remaining four also used their own means, and the yin wind and black fog continued, completely enveloping the entire valley, and the roar and roar of crashing against the mountain continued to be heard.

Wang Feng stood far away, his eyes narrowed.

He didn't look at Nangong blood, but the six saints of Meishan.

Yes. He was looking at the six saints of Meishan

On a resolute and calm face, it is difficult to see the fluctuations of emotion, and it is difficult to figure out his thoughts.

This battle lasted for two hours, until the sky was about to dawn, and the sound of Nangong Blood's madness mixed with exhaustion finally came from the field.

"Wang Feng, let your life go for the time being, and when I go to Qingyun Dao Sect, it will be your death!"

After speaking. In the valley, both the black mist and the blood wave rose violently and exploded.

Liu Pipa's body retreated violently, recovering his body, and his face was pale. The blood wave that Yang Jian had turned into was also rolled upside down. A silver-white armor also has some blood spots, quite wolf.

The other six saints of Meishan are even more unbearable, all of them are ragged and unkempt. Blood spilled from the corners of the mouth.

However, in comparison, Nangong's blood looked even worse, and his clothes were broken. His hair was scattered, covered in blood, and he was panting.

"Go to Qingyun Dao Sect? You're here today, and you still want to leave!"

Wang Feng's eyes were cold, and he turned over his hand and took out his sword of slashing Yue, directly leaving an afterimage in the same place.

Almost the moment he moved, everyone moved again, not rushing towards Nangong blood, but spreading around, surrounding Nangong blood at once.

"Just because you're trying to stop me from leaving?"

Nangong burst out with blood, and the whole person rose into the sky, shooting in the direction of the mountain dog demon Dai Li.

roar

That Dai Li turned into a huge black dog demon and bit Nangong's blood in one bite.

"Die!"

Nangong Blood's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he turned his hand and took out a bloody blade with a red body, and swung it fiercely at Dai Li in the air.

Blood Spirit Slash!

With a loud shout, the blood of Nangong Blood's body was steaming, and the blood blade in his hand shone brightly for a while, and it actually condensed a huge blood blade phantom and slashed down.

And his body seemed to have most of the blood drawn at this moment, and it shrank strangely.

Snort

Dai Li's body was like a fragile piece of leather under the full force of Nangong Blood's blow, split in two, and died on the spot.

"Doppelganger!"

Wang Feng shouted violently, and two hundred sixth-level clones appeared directly ten miles in front of Nangong Blood, a total of two sides, one hundred on one side.

As soon as the clone appeared, he immediately raised his palm with one hand, as if he had come to use the palm of the gods.

In an instant, the entire valley was illuminated by the golden light of the sky.

The two hundred palms were divided into two sides, and one hundred on one side were superimposed on top of each other, not towards Nangong Blood, but sealing all his front, left, and right.

With the strength of Nangong Blood, if it is affected by the handprints condensed by these hundred Nyorai Divine Palms, although it will not die, it will definitely be injured and injured.

In the face of those behind him, he will surely die!

There is no way to enter!

Behind him is Wang Feng again!

Nangong Xuexue showed a hysterical look on his face and suddenly turned around.

"Wang Feng, you came just in time, I'll kill you first, I don't know if these clones of yours are still useful!"

His spiritual power had already been consumed, and even Fang Cai's blood spirit slash was still exerted by burning the blood in his body.

But he had no choice.

Nangong Blood never dreamed that he was just coming to kill a junior in the late stage of Xuankong, but he didn't expect to force himself into such a dead end.

"It's all dying, and there's so much nonsense!"

Wang Feng's face was cold, his speed did not decrease at all, and the distance between him and Nangong Blood was hundreds of meters, and he couldn't blink an eye, but he had already arrived.

"Die!"

"Die!"

The two of them shouted almost at the same time, and Nangong's blood gushed all over his body, and a monstrous blood wave was about to slap out.

"Yang Jian!"

At this critical moment, Wang Feng suddenly transmitted his voice.

"The body is full of spirits, and there is a skill to fix the body!" (to be continued......)