Time will not stop in the battle, the blood is red for the long sky, and the blood is red for the main hall.

In the hundred-zhang space, the violent spiritual power is raging, and the fall of Tianjiao has long been commonplace.

Although death here does not mean real death, the blood is real and frightening.

"This place is mine...... one person roared, soaked in blood, and ascended to the throne, but then, a hole was torn open in the hundred zhang space, and the other person was killed.

It turned out to be the person who asked Bai Xiaosheng about his ranking before-Yan Kuan.

Yan Kuan, the throne here, has been premeditated for a long time, and the person who occupies it at this moment has already experienced a series of bloody battles, and it is already a dead wood and rotten plant, and he can even take it without effort, so he decided to make a move.

"Brother Yan, be careful." Iron mist cheered for Yan Kuan in the back.

Yan Kuan's fist opened the way and directly attacked and killed this person.

Blood stained the throne red, but above the throne, there seemed to be an inexplicable attraction that made him unable to give up, and he would not retreat even if he died.

"Stay, go down, you can still keep a chance." Yan Kuan knew this person, and he was also a Tianjiao outside the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.

"Go down? It's up to you? Liuruo's voice trembled a little, and the repeated battles had exhausted him, but for the sake of the throne, how could he give up easily.

"Don't be ignorant." Above Yan Kuan's fist, a powerful force burst out, like a flame that was swallowed by the sky, gathering fire rays and shooting straight into Liuruo's chest.

If it was usual, Yan Kuan would not dare to provoke Liuruo no matter what, his strength made him look up, but now it is different, after repeated battles, Liuruo has long run out of oil.

"It's good to come." In the long roar, Liuruo's heart was extremely firm, as if the throne already belonged to him, and the royal qi on his body began to echo with the throne, and a special white air flow was connected.

However, how could Yan Kuan let him get his way.

A punch blasted out, turning into flames, like the scorching sun, cutting off the connection between the two, turning around and flying up, falling from the sky, to completely kill Liuruo.

This is his chance, and once he is given a chance to recover, he will not have another chance.

And on this throne, there is a chance to recover, which is also the reason why Yan Kuan is desperately crazy to stop Liuruo.

"You'd better go." Yan Kuan punched again, pressing down from the long sky, so that this punch was enough to kill Liuruo.

"Unwilling to ......" will have blood stains in his eyes, but as a cultivator, as a Tianjiao, what if he is unwilling, it is impossible for the opponent to keep his hand because of it.

Yan Kuan at this moment is an example.

"Ahh With a long roar, he tried his whole body to break free from the downward pressure of the fist, but could he stop it?

He is close to the end, especially his own strength, which is no longer one in ten, how can he stop it.

Fight to the death.

There is only one way left.

Push your potential and let yourself explode in a desperate situation.

But in a desperate situation, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and you can only squeeze your own potential.

His eyes were blood-red, and he was left soaring to the sky, and at this moment he could no longer hope for the restoration of the throne, and only by taking it down in one fell swoop could he solve the current dilemma.

"Shenglong Road." If you have no choice but to use the secret method, this is also your last hole card, and you can burst out fifty percent of your strength in a desperate situation.

Fifty percent of the strength seems a little insignificant in normal times, but at this time and that time, this is also the only life-saving straw left around.

The power came again and struck the whole body, although it was much weaker, but it was still a considerable strength in a desperate situation.

"I can't believe that you still have hole cards." Yan Kuan was surprised, but above his fist, the scorching light did not stagnate.

"Ascending Dragon Fist." Like a fierce dragon, Liuruo's whole body erupted into flames, wanting to shatter the long sky.

Thundered......

The hundred-zhang space began to tremble, and the extremely flames were dazzling, making it impossible to look at it directly.

And outside the space, Iron Mist watched the battle, and had a new understanding of Liuruo's strength, this person is a loose cultivator, but his strength is strong. is breathtaking, if it weren't for his repeated fights, Yan Kuan would really not be an opponent.

"It's a pity that it still consumes too much ...... after all"

The two fists collided, and the aftermath rippled and scattered.

"Poof......

Even Yan Kuan's figure was shaky, unable to balance falling from a high altitude.

But if it was even worse, all over the body, a long shirt was broken, and the blood continued to stay along the legs, staining a large area of red.

"Get out." Yan Kuan didn't give any chance, an arrow step, a palm knife cut horizontally.

"I admit defeat......" Liuruo finally gave up, and at the last moment, lowered his proud head.

"There you go." Yan Kuan's palm knife was retracted, and he did not kill him, and a gentle force sent Liuruo out of the space.

"Lead you to be a man......" Yan Kuan admired Liuruo in his heart, Liuruo just now has fought with others for nearly ten battles, and everyone's strength cannot be underestimated, but every time Liuruo fights, he only seriously injured the opponent, and did not kill him.

He is the cause of the day, and the result of the day.

The good cause of Liuruo sows good fruits.

Liuruo's strength, Yan Kuan believes, will soon make a comeback, and at that time, there will be a place on the throne.

On the other side, scars began to appear on Yang Ning's body, but the fighting spirit never stopped.

Especially on the killing sword, the blood color is even more red, and it seems that only by constantly bathing in blood can this sword really grow.

Yang Ning has already picked seven thrones in a row.

The march to the eighth throne is now begining.

"Yang Ning, you ......" Qiang Rong was shocked by Yang Ning's boldness, but he still wanted to kindly remind him, after all, he had fought seven battles, which was also a lot of consumption for Yang Ning.

"Senior Brother Qiang Rong, is there something wrong with you?" Yang Ning's eyes were fierce, but in the face of acquaintances, he still didn't have a seizure after all.

"Take a break." Qiang Rong had already seen that the aura on Yang Ning's body had begun to appear disordered.

"It doesn't matter." Yang Ning broke through the hundred zhang space.

"Yang Ning, you are arrogant." I actually met an acquaintance here-Xiang Yu.

It turned out that Xiang Yu was defeated by Yang Ning, and he was not reconciled, so he directly occupied the throne here, and seeing that the other party was so fierce, he actually wanted to fight from the last throne to the first throne step by step, and after Yang Ning had already fought seven battles, he met Yang Ning again.

This time, Xiang Yu believed that he could definitely kill Yang Ning.

"It turned out to be you, it's really stubborn." Yang Ning's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"At this moment, you have consumed too much, what are you going to fight with me?" On Xiang Yu's body, a round of blue moon appeared, and he actually began to feel like he was one with Xiang Yu.

"No wonder the courage is so strong, it turns out that there is a breakthrough...... Yang Ning has begun to secretly condense his momentum, at this moment, Xiang Yu is indeed much stronger than before, but Yang Ning's heart has been affected by the killing sword, even if the heaven and earth are in front, he is still fearless.

The swordsman cultivates his heart, and Yang Ning's heart at this moment is cold steel, anything, anyone, there is nothing that cannot be solved by one sword, if not, then two swords.

"A breakthrough?" Xiang Qingyue's double-edged sword in his hand, with a sharp edge, said: "At this moment, I have merged with Qingyue, although I can't kill you, but defeating you is no longer a problem." "Xiang Yu is full of confidence.

"Beat me?" Yang Ning snorted coldly, and in his eyes, a fine light shot out, and said, "You are a tragedy after all." ”

Boom!

The sword is unsheathed.

The person did not move.

But in the sky, it has changed color.

The blood color is slightly cool, but it is colder than the blue moon.

Sword drawing.

Stack twenty lanes.

"You ......" Xiang Yu didn't expect that Yang Ning would say that he would do it, with a sword, even beyond the past.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Yang Ning, the momentum has been condensed enough, if it is not released, it will be himself who will be the backlash at that time.

Therefore, Yang Ning did it.

Sword light and blood descended.

"Blue Moon - Defense." In Xiang Yu's panic, the Qingyue double-edged sword didn't swing out the sword intent and wrap itself, even if he already had the Qingyue Law Phase, but Xiang Yu didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to block this sword.

Xiang Yu's intuition was not wrong.

It's a pity that this sword is still too strong after all.

Once again, let Xiang Yu fear.

Rumble!

The sword intent disintegrated in an instant.

Bang!

The Qingyue double-edged sword was disrupted and flew out in the law phase.

"No, ......" Xiang Yu didn't believe that he had defended with all his might, but he couldn't imagine that he still couldn't resist, he who had lost the Qingyue double-edged sword, how could he be able to block this sword with only the Qingyue Law Phase.

The double fist seal is constantly played, and only by constantly strengthening the law can there be a chance.

It's also his only chance.

But can it be done?

The blood color is approaching, and the entire space has been filled with blood, becoming a world of swords.

"Broken." Yang Ning let out a long roar.

Power runs through.

A little chill is coming.

Xiang Yu felt a sense of oppression.

However, it cannot be given up.

Bite!

The sword of slaughter ran into an obstacle.

But then came the unbelievable.

"This ...... Not ......"

Laugh at!

"How...... How...... Possible? ”

Xiang Yu's voice stopped abruptly.

Throat sealed by a sword.

And the Qingyue Law Aspect behind Xiang Yu was also shattered.

Even, the connection between Xiang Yu and the throne, and the connection between getting the king's qi was also severed.

"I've already said it, you're a tragedy." Yang Ning didn't even look at the throne, and then above the killing sword, a blood light bloomed.

"No......" Xiang Yu died completely.

The soul twisting technique ruthlessly slashed out, and completely slashed Xiang Yu.

"Qingyuemen, between you and me, there will be no death." Yang Ning's heart did not have any waves.

With one foot out of the space, the target landed on the next throne.

"Do you really want to take on a challenge?" Qiang Rong asked again.

Yang Ning nodded.

"You...... You're crazy......" Qiang Rong's mouth opened into an "O" shape.

"It doesn't matter." Yang Ning's heart was calm, and he didn't have any fluctuations because of his madness, and said, "I want to temper my sword path." On Yang Ning's body, a sword shot out.

Yang Ning pointed a finger and broke the hundred zhang space.

The Ninth Throne.

Yang Pi and Qing Zhen have fought nearly 500 moves, but Qing Zhen's strength still makes Yang Pi feel a sense of oppression.

Especially his Dharma Appearance, like a starry sky, no matter how he wields it with his own strength, it is like a mud cow entering the sea, and he can't even set off any waves.

But every swing of the heavy knife also made Qing Zhen sweat profusely. By this point, the image of exhaustion had already begun to appear.

"The second true disciple of Qingyuemen, worthy of his name." Yang Pi's eyes were even colder.

"I'll give you a taste of despair." Yang Pi's sword light was even sharper.

"Despair? Just by virtue of your natural bones? Although Qing Zhen has shown signs of exhaustion, Qing Zhen believes that Yang Pi is no better.

"Born with a knife bone?" Yang Pi's gaze suddenly froze, and said: "Born with a knife bone, I only think he is a passerby on my way, and my heart is like a knife." ”

Yang Pi turned into a handful of black light, fused with Chongjun, and shot directly at the Qingyue Phase.

"The green moon is indestructible." Qing Zhen roared angrily, he never thought that Yang Pi's knife momentum was so powerful, even if he could only break the defense, he had no time to attack.

If this continues, it is impossible for him to defeat him.

However, in the face of a knife heavier than Wan Jun, he couldn't resist it head-on.

Is it so aggrieved and going to failure? Qingzhen is unwilling.

"A sword revenge, take your life to pay." Above Yang Pi's sword light, killing intent was finally revealed.

Swordsmen are withdrawn and cold.

Thousands of miles of lonely travelers, the most stabbing people.

Between the big opening and closing, Chongjun slashed on the Qingyue Law Phase.

Bite!

A crisp sound echoed, and the entire Baizhang space rose and fell, but soon, it was smoothed out by a burst of streamers.

No one knows what kind of power the Fengwang Palace is, but it is exposed to people in the mystery.