Thinking so in his heart, Zhang Yuanzhan became more and more sure of this fact, after all, Zhang Xuan did not continue to do it again. 、

He immediately used the concealment technique to reduce his aura fluctuations and qi and blood fluctuations to extremely low levels, and from a distance, it looked like a corpse.

Just when he thought he could use this to hide from the world.

Suddenly, a strong fishy wind came to the nose in front of him, and the sharp sense of majesty made people almost breathless.

Zhang Yuanzhan seemed to realize something, he opened his eyes suddenly, and hurriedly opened his mouth and roared desperately: "Don't! ”

But the next moment, a palm covered in blood gradually dilated on his pupils, and slapped it fiercely on his heavenly spirit cover.

An extremely terrifying and powerful energy fluctuation swept out in an instant, completely blasting his head, splattering flesh and blood, turning into a puddle of mud, making him unable to die again!

"If you want to pretend to be dead, then let you die completely." Zhang Xuan's gaze was cold, he slowly withdrew from the corpse, turned around and walked in the direction of Lin Chen.

But before he had taken a few steps, a gloomy voice came from the depths of the dense forest, echoing in everyone's ears.

"What a boldness, you actually dare to kill my disciples and elders of the Blood Moon Tower! Look for death! An incomparably indifferent reprimand suddenly rang out.

The next moment, a ghostly sword light suddenly appeared in the dense forest, swept towards Zhang Xuan with a thunderous momentum, and the fierce sword intent fluctuations that were wrapped around it opened and shattered all the surrounding trees along the way, directly crushing a ravine where countless sword marks were intertwined and crisscrossed together.

"This is a Soul Wandering Realm level powerhouse?!" Feeling the energy fluctuations contained in this sword light, it was obvious that it was not something that a mere Soul Condensing Realm and Soul Realm martial artist could use, but a powerhouse from the Soul Wandering Realm level.

Although Zhang Xuan is just a martial artist who has cultivated in the Soul Realm, he is facing the surprise attack of a martial artist at the level of the Soul Realm at the moment, and there is no cowardice or fear on his face at all, but his face is indifferent, and he can vaguely see the expectation of this raid.

"I want to see how strong your Soul Wandering Realm martial artist really is?" Zhang Xuan snorted coldly, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Then, as soon as he bit his fingertips, a drop of pure blood burst out, and he stretched out his finger to lightly tap the red essence blood suspended in mid-air, and a strange blood-colored light suddenly bloomed out, enveloping Zhang Xuan's whole person in it.

"Bloodfiend's Mourn!"

The next moment, the red essence blood touched by Zhang Xuan's fingers suddenly exploded, and the blood mist in the sky surged, quickly intertwined and outlined in front of Zhang Xuan, forming a vague blood-colored face in the blink of an eye, and the facial features of this blood-colored face could not be seen clearly at all, giving people a vague and strange feeling.

Facing the terrifying sword light that shot out from the dense forest, Zhang Xuan's face remained unchanged, but his hands pinched out several blood-red knots one after another, and flew into the blood-colored face in front of him one after another, turning into surging and pure energy, integrating into the blood-colored face, and began to appear one after another Extended cracks, from a distance, it seemed to be like a strange wound on the human face.

The wail of the gold-cracked stone came from the mouth of the blood-colored human face, and the face of the blood-colored human face suddenly became distorted, rolling up layers of invisible distorted fluctuations.

And Zheng Qing and the others, who were far away from the blood-colored faces, only slightly affected, and they felt the disorder of qi and blood in their bodies, and they were not controlled by them at all, and they were surging wildly in their bodies.

They hurriedly retreated one after another, and after keeping a distance from Zhang Xuan, their pale faces eased slightly.

"What kind of secret art is this? How can it have such a terrifying power? ”

"Elder Zhang Xuan's strength is really extraordinary, it seems that when he dealt with those two Soul Condensing Realm cultivators just now, he hadn't displayed his full strength."

"But judging from the power of this sword light, it seems that he is a powerhouse at the level of the Soul Wandering Realm, so it can't be the owner of the Blood Moon Building, right?"

……

Just when Zheng Qing and the others were suspicious, the roaring sword light tore through the air fiercely, stabbing at the blood-colored face that exuded a strange aura.

But something strange happened, this sword light containing incomparably terrifying sword intent fluctuations, when it touched this blood-colored face, the blood-colored face immediately bloomed with monstrous blood light, the human face was distorted, showing a strange and evil expression, the blood mist escaped out, and the sword light seemed to be mired in a quagmire, and it was difficult to struggle out.

Glowing with bright sword light, the sound of sword roars came out one after another, as if he wanted to completely get rid of the shackles of the blood-colored human face, but it immediately dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the energy contained in it seemed to be swallowed.

The mouth with the blood-colored face suddenly opened, and directly swallowed this sword light, making a clear chewing sound, which was particularly conspicuous in the empty dense forest.

"It seems that the strength is not bad, boy, but do you really think that the strength of this seat is like this?" A slender figure slowly walked out of the dense forest.

His steps are steady, his face always has an indifferent and bland color, his eyes are blood-red, even if he has entered the twilight of his life, but the surging qi and blood in his body give people a feeling as if facing a monstrous wave, terrifying and immeasurable.

This person is the ancestor of the Blood Moon Tower, who dared to come from the Blood Moon Tower, and there is no night of blood.

At first, on the way there, he didn't take this so-called Heavenly Spirit Sect in his eyes, after all, the Heavenly Spirit Sect was so secretive about his own strength, no matter how strong it was, there would be a limit.

But when he passed by just now, he found a familiar aura in the dense forest, and when he looked closer, it turned out to be the corpse of the red-blooded elder.

Moreover, nearby, there is also the aura of the disciples and elders of their own sect, and the location is on the way forward for Lin Chen and the others.

Bloody Wuye immediately felt inappropriate, and he hurriedly used his body to dare to come, but he didn't expect to be a step too late.

As soon as I saw someone, it was the scene where Zhang Yuanzhan was killed.

You must know that Zhang Yuanzhan is the young master of the Blood Moon Tower, and the Blood Moon Tower consumes a lot of cultivation resources to cultivate him, and his identity and status in the Blood Moon Tower are quite high on weekdays, not only the identity of the young master, but also the future owner of the Blood Moon Tower.

But I didn't expect to be killed in this place!

"Moreover, even Elder Bai Yi in the middle of the Soul Condensation Realm was killed?" Blood Wuye glanced at the corpse of Elder Bai Yi who had been photographed into meat sauce not far away, his brows immediately furrowed, and he subconsciously looked at Zhang Yuanzhan not far away.

"What is the origin of this guy, the head of the Heavenly Spirit Sect? This strength is indeed strange, and he was able to kill two Soul Condensing Realm martial artists and Zhang Yuanzhan with the cultivation of the peak realm of the Soul Realm? ”