Only half of the sky was left in the sea of blood in the air, but Jian Jue's expression was becoming more and more solemn.

Next is the battle of the body, I didn't expect that I inadvertently made Qu Shanhou's blood mist method go further, and the sword was extremely distressed.

After the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe was unfolded, he turned into a blood mist and hid his own body in the blood mist, so that he was invincible.

And once the opponent enters the blood mist, it can greatly limit the opponent's field of vision, and limit the opponent's actions with the unique adhesion of the blood mist.

For these, Jian Jue knew deeply, so he chose to break it with his sword power, split the sea of blood, and even achieved a lot of results.

But I never imagined that the characteristic of blood in the Blood Mist Method was activated, that is, the power of regeneration.

Jian Jue looked at Qu Shanrong's newly born blood arm and found that Qu Shanrong's body had unconsciously become stronger.

Qu Shanrong stood in the sea of blood, walked over slowly, and said with some mockery: "Haha...... Sword Jue, I'm afraid you didn't think of it. Qu Shanrong let out a hideous laugh, which continued to echo in the sea of blood.

"I really didn't expect it. But today, if you want to destroy this town, the sword in my hand will not agree. "Around the sword master, the sword intent gradually rose, and the sword power of the half-step mystical realm was not hidden.

The sword is covered with a faint light, exuding a mysterious holy word, showing a white light.

Qu Shanrong came to stand still outside the ten zhang of the sword and said in a cold voice: "In this case, you have disappeared for twenty years, so you will simply disappear completely today." ”

Qu Shanrong was above the sea of blood, and there was a long roar, producing bursts of sound and waves, wrapped in blood mist, stirring up Dao ripples, and shooting the sword away.

The sword is erected in front of the sword, and from the gem in the middle of the sword, a majestic momentum is emitted, and the enemy is greeted with mystery.

The mystery of the sword, every sword, contains the power of heaven and earth.

The "Imperial ......" sword made a sound, and I saw a barrier unfold from the Chengyi Sword, perpendicular to the heaven and earth.

The two forces formed in an instant, colliding together.

Rumble......

The sword retreated violently, and Qu Shanrong's figure shook for a while.

At the collision of the two forces, an aura of destruction was generated, ravaging the space, and the violent power was fully vented, making bursts of "whirring" sounds, which were breathtaking.

"It's so strong," Ke Yan sighed below, ....... This kind of majestic power, even if it is a city lord, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve, Ke Yan thought to himself, feeling the explosion in the air, and realized the reason why Qu Shanrong had been so calm.

With this kind of power, with the current Qingming Town, he still wants to resist the Qushan tribe, Ke Yan thought about it, and felt funny.

Block? Block a fart! Ke Yan wanted to burst into foul language, but because of his feelings, he swallowed it back.

As the envoy of the Purple Seal, he was quite clear about the strength of the Qushan tribe, and he didn't expect that the Marquis of Qushan would be so terrifying.

Thinking of this, Ke Yan couldn't help but look back at Yang Ning who was standing beside him.

If it weren't for this young man today, I'm afraid that the side of Qingying Town would have been completely destroyed.

Today's situation, I'm afraid that there are many people secretly watching, Ke Yan's heart flashed a thought. After all, this was Qu Shanhou himself, and the forces in Qushan City also wanted to know Qu Shanhou's strength.

"You can take my sword too." After the sword absolute completely unloaded the power of the sound wave, he retreated as an advance, and the blue blade pointed long, and a sword pierced the sound wave.

Under half of the clear blue sky, it seemed that the brilliance was obscured by this sword.

Between heaven and earth, only the light of this sword remained.

"Northern Xuanjian - Extreme Kill." The sword drank violently, turned into a long sword, and pointed directly at the body of Qu Shanhou.

The Extreme Killing Sword is the Zhenzong swordsmanship of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, which belongs to the Xuan-level martial arts and contains the power of extreme speed.

In the blink of an eye, it crossed the sky and came to the sky above the sea of blood.

Qu Shanhou was not in a hurry, condensed with blood mist, turned into a blood-colored shield, and used the blood arm as a carrier to throw a punch and go up.

Click......

In less than a breath, a sound sounded, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, echoing the heavens and the earth, stirring endlessly, and enduring.

Above the sea of blood, the people below could not see the real situation, but they could feel the power of this collision from the explosion-like sound.

The sea of blood rolled and boiled and roared like a raging wind......

"I can't imagine that a small Qushan City would have such a cultivator." Yang Ning said softly, looking at the fierce battle in the sky, the shock in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

Qushan City is located on the border of the Liuyun Country, barren and abnormal, logically speaking, there should not be a cultivator with such cultivation, but now that it has appeared, could it be said that this is related to the Qingsong Mountain Range?

Thinking of this, Yang Ning suddenly realized in his heart.

In the beginning, cultivators were very important to the mountain range they were visualizing, and Qushan City was located in the foothills of the Qingsong Mountain Range.

Yang Ning is no stranger to the Qingpine Mountains.

If the cultivators here all use the Green Pine Mountains as their visualization targets, this phenomenon can be explained.

Due to the reasons of his previous life, Yang Ning visualized the most majestic Two Realms Mountain on this continent, which was also the fundamental reason why Yang Ning was able to fight beyond the level.

Compared with the Two Realms Mountains, although the Qingsong Mountains are not as tall as that, the scope of the Qingsong Mountains is incomparable to the Two Realms Mountains.

It seems that the cultivators of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, even if it is the entire Western Wilderness, can be regarded as being at the forefront.

A hint of anticipation faintly rose in Yang Ning's heart.

The power of the two people in the air was terrifying, but it was not enough to surprise Yang Ning.

Thundered......

In the sky, there was a roar.

"Look at ......" I don't know who shouted, but I saw a huge gap in half of the sea of blood, as if a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the boundless sea of blood.

The whirlpool kept hanging down, as if something had formed a sharp spike in the drooping whirlpool, rushing to the ground.

And in the sea of blood in the air, a voice echoed.

"Ah......h

"What is this?"

"Whose voice is this?" Liu Kun was the strongest in the field at the moment, and after careful identification, he finally determined that this was the scream of a person.

"It seems to be Qu Shanhou's voice...... "Ke Yan didn't dare to be sure.

"It seems to be ......" Feng Liang can't be 100% sure, and can only respond vaguely.

"Quickly dodge ......" Yang Ning shouted, and hurriedly unfolded the swallow swing method, taking the lead in sprinting to dodge the descending spike.

The faces of the people around him changed drastically, and they hurriedly left the ground where they were standing as fast as they could.

In an instant, the whirlpool plummeted and came to the ground.

Boom......

The whirlpool thrust finally rushed to the ground, and on the ground, smashed out a large crater almost ten zhang square, and landed in the center of the field.

The corpses that were originally all over the ground, before they could be cleaned up, were hit by the force of the explosion in this thrust.

Yes......

Yes......

Screams rang out.

For a while, flesh and blood flew sideways, and everyone avoided one after another.

The cultivators who didn't have time to dodge were left in the aura of destruction forever.

The blood is flying. The smell of blood has become the master of this square, and it makes people smell crazy.

The soaked earth became a sea of snow......

Death of the Underworld......

"This ......" Ke Yan's eyes flowed bloody tears, he couldn't believe the facts in front of him, and was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

Countless corpses were flying sideways, turning into pieces, and in the devastating force, they were cut into powder, turned into a rain of blood, and fell little by little.

This land has lost its original pale yellow color, and only the smell of blood remains.

Tarnished the heavens and the earth, and made thousands of people die......

Heaven and earth mourned, and the breeze cried endlessly......

In the face of such a devastating force, all the surviving cultivators felt the fragility of their lives. How weak it is, what a terrible rumor.

Time seemed to stand still, roaring and raging except for the devastating force, and no one moved anymore, because the footsteps were so heavy that they could not move at all.

Originally, after the big battle, there were less than 300 people left on the side of Qingying Town, but they were bombed by this one and lost most of them.

Ke Yan turned his head and looked at the remaining more than 100 people, twitching......

"Am I wrong?" Ke Yan couldn't believe his eyes, regardless of the blood rain falling between heaven and earth, he let the blood rain fall on his body.

"Oh my God, am I wrong?" Ke Yan raised his head to the sky and roared, let out a heart-rending cry, and fell to his knees, his whole body was convulsed, and he was extremely tragic......

Liu Kun stood quietly and didn't move for a long time......

Yang Ning stared at everything in front of him, and was completely stunned by this sudden force, and the blood rain hit his body, like a needle prick, and it hurt to the bone.

"Cousin......

"Father's ......"

……

Bursts of screams came to mind, called, and searched......

But no one answered......

Under the sea of blood, the sun is scorching, the blood rain is biting, and the cold is in the heart......

Heaven and earth are sad.

Half an hour later, the thrust that connected the sea of blood in the sky and the ground finally broke.

Thundered......

The ground trembled, but no one responded, only the cries that echoed between heaven and earth, miserable cries......

The rain of blood gradually fell, revealing a huge crater.

Jian Jue and Qu Shanrong stood quietly in the big pit.

The blood had already reached the knees of the two of them, and it was still rising.

The blood around him was still pouring into the pit......

The sword in the hand of the sword was dim, revealing its body, and there was no trace of white in the white clothes on his body, and it turned into thousands of strands and hung on his body. On the surface of the body, blood oozed out one after another, and there was no blood on the face, and it was extremely weak.

"Poof......

Jian Jue spewed out a stream of essence blood, and his body softened. If it weren't for the support of the Chengyi Sword, I'm afraid it would have fallen.

Qu Shanhou's expression was calm, there was no panic on his face, and the original dark red brocade robe had completely disappeared, revealing his body, standing quietly in a pool of blood.

"What a strong sword ......" Qu Shanhou said, a mouthful of essence blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his whole face turned pale in an instant, and the originally regenerated blood arm disappeared again. At the site of the wound on the left shoulder, it can be clearly felt that there is a sword mystery wandering there, destroying Qu Shanrong's physical functions.

"Kill ......" someone rushed forward with red eyes.

"Don't come here...... "Sword Absolute Blood Pool, half-kneeling, roared weakly.

"Haha...... Ahem...... I can't imagine that your sword is still today...... cough cough ......" Qu Shanrong kept coughing, and every sound was overflowing with blood.

"You can't go there any better......" The sword definitely had firm confidence in his last move, because it was his own full blow.

"Not bad." Qu Shanrong didn't deny it, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and then said with a hideous face: "Sword Jue, I really can't achieve my goal today, but you Northern Xuan Sword Sect, I remember." Qu Shanrong followed suit, climbed up the blood pit, and looked at the sword in the blood pit.

"The sword is absolute, the green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever. This account, I Qu Shanhou wrote down. After Qu Shanrong finished speaking, his figure gradually became illusory, and disappeared from everyone's sight as the blood rain slowly dripped down.