"Ah......h

People are made of flesh and blood, and the pain of being torn off a rib is indescribable. Although Fu Qingyun was a martial arts ninefold peak master, in this situation, he couldn't help but scream loudly.

But as soon as his screams came out, another deadly attack from Zhang Ye came. Zhang Ye's palm pressed lightly, and the short staff containing the breath of death and the power of the dragon elephant turned into a black light in an instant, shooting towards Fu Qingyun's back!

"Bang!"

Fu Qingyun reluctantly stretched out his hand to block it, and when he was hit by a short staff, blood sprayed wildly, and the whole person flew out like a meteorite. However, Fu Qingyun is really strong enough, he was torn off a rib by Zhang Ye, and he was hit by a short cane, but he didn't die yet. When his body flew out dozens of zhang away, he only heard Fu Qingyun shouting reluctantly: "Seven Blood Generals, kill!"

After Zhang Ye knocked Fu Qingyun away with a short staff, he originally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue and beat Fu Qingyun to death in one go. But after Fu Qingyun said a word, the seven red-clothed people who were surrounding outside suddenly made a move!

"Huh!"

The cold iron halberds in the hands of the seven red-clothed people suddenly waved, and the seven cold iron halberds turned into seven dazzling white lights, cutting through the void and slashing straight towards Zhang Ye!

Each of these seven red-clothed people has the strength of the late stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, and the exercises they practice are exactly the same. What's even more terrifying is that when the seven-person cold iron halberd struck out, the seven-handled cold iron halberd formed a mysterious formation, and as soon as it shot, it locked all of Zhang Ye's dodge space, so that Zhang Ye couldn't dodge if he wanted to.

"Danger!"

Zhang Ye's heart jumped. He had just exerted the power of the dragon elephant and knocked Fu Qingyun away, and most of the power of the dragon elephant in his body had been used. And when fighting against Fu Qingyun, part of Fu Qingyun's death breath also invaded his body, Rao is dragon elephant power is extremely strong, and he can't swallow these death breaths for a while.

It can be said that now is the time when Zhang Ye is the weakest. At this time, suddenly facing the attack of seven Martial Dao Ninefold late stage masters, Zhang Ye was already on the line of life and death!

At this time, Zhang Ye didn't have time to draw out the long whip at all, he suddenly dodged, dodging the four cold iron halberds. Then a palm suddenly slapped out, and it slapped on the three cold iron halberds of Zuihou at a lightning speed.

"Boom!"

The power of the dragon elephant in Zhang Ye's body, mixed with the true qi of his whole body, surged out, coupled with the strength of his body that was extremely strong, and the three cold iron halberds weighing hundreds of catties were actually slapped away by him!

With the power of the palm of his flesh, he slammed away the three extremely sharp and heavy cold iron halberds, even a master at the peak of the Nine Folds of the Martial Arts could not do it!

The seven men in red had survived the endless slaughter, and their hearts were so hard as iron that they wouldn't look at them even when the sky fell. Seeing that the first blow was in vain, the seven people shouted in unison, and the cold iron halberd in their hands waved again, and launched an attack again!

Zhang Ye just slapped away the three cold iron halberds, which was equivalent to a hard fight with the three masters of the late stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, and the breath in his body was churning. What made Zhang Ye even more headache was that the death breath that had invaded his body before took advantage of this opportunity to quickly head towards Zhang Ye's internal organs, and on top of Zhang Ye's physical performance, a faint layer of black qi instantly appeared.

Zhang Ye really wanted to breathe immediately and expel the death qi in his body. But at this time, the attack of the seven red-clothed men came again!

The seven red-clothed men formed a mysterious formation, and with the cooperation of each other, the attacks they sent out not only locked the space within a radius of dozens of zhang, but also the power was extremely terrifying, and the power of joining forces was three points stronger than Fu Qingyun!

"Boom!"

There is no dodge, and there is no way to avoid it, Zhang Ye has no choice but to fight hard again. Under the hard fight, Zhang Ye could no longer suppress the qi and blood in his body, and with a "wow" sound, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Whoosh!"

The seven red-clothed men cast their halberd spells expressionlessly and launched a stormy attack towards Zhang Ye. The seven red-clothed men were cold all over, without the slightest emotion, like seven lifeless stone statues. They will only do one thing, and that is to keep waving the cold iron halberd in their hands and attack Zhang Ye!

"Puff puff!"...,

Zhang Ye took four attacks from the red-clothed man in a row, spitting out four mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and secretly shouted in his heart: "Although the attack of these seven blood generals is powerful, if I have a knife in my hand, I will never be as embarrassed as I am now." Once I'm out, I'll have to find a way to rebuild a weapon that I can use!"

At this time, Fu Qingyun, who was knocked away by the short staff, actually flew back.

Fu Qingyun's body was full of blood marks, and a large hole was cracked under his ribs, and the muscles and tendons inside were faintly out, and the speed of his flight was as slow as a snail, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Flying close to the battlefield, Fu Qingyun stared at Zhang Ye with a resentful gaze, and said with a sneer: "Zhang Ye, you are dead, you are dead! These seven people are the seven blood generals that the master has cultivated with great effort.

Each of the Seven Blood Generals has the cultivation of the late stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, and when they are combined, the combat power far exceeds that of the masters of the Ninefold Martial Dao Peak, even if I fall into the formation, I can't break through. You are now trapped in the formation by the Seven Blood Generals, and your body has been invaded by the Qi of Death, even if you have great ability, you will inevitably die!"

Zhang Ye sneered and said nothing, his palms turned into knives, resisting the attacks of the Seven Blood Generals again and again. At this time of life and death, Zhang Ye's strength was inexhaustible, and his palms swung out at an indescribable angle, defusing the attacks of the Seven Blood Generals one by one. The Seven Bloods will be so powerful in combination that they can't kill Zhang Ye for a while.

Fu Qingyun looked at Zhang Yezhan's strength, and was secretly surprised in his heart. However, although he was surprised, he had already regarded Zhang Ye as a dead man, and he said with a cruel smile: "Blood will slaughter the world, and the river of blood will come out of the underworld." The Seven Bloods will listen to my orders and perform a combined attack technique - the first blow of the Blood River!"

As soon as Fu Qingyun's words fell, the seven red-clothed people who had been attacking Zhang Ye suddenly moved. The cold iron halberd in the hands of the seven people suddenly turned into a blood-red river, and this river contained infinite murderous aura and infinite coldness, rushing towards Zhang Ye!

"Boom—"

When the river was rushing, the essence of heaven and earth was suddenly driven and came towards Zhang Ye together. This river is red and miserable and bloody, just like the blood river under the underworld, suddenly came to the world, and rolled straight towards Zhang Ye!

Danger! Danger!!

As soon as this blood river appeared, Zhang Ye's heart immediately overflowed with an extremely dangerous feeling. In this moment of life and death, Zhang Ye's spirit was indescribably condensed, Zhang Ye's feelings became extremely sensitive, Zhang Ye's mind became unprecedentedly empty, and Zhang Ye's gaze became indifferent!

"Slash!"

Zhang Ye suddenly let out a low snort. His two palms suddenly slashed out, unleashing a mysterious combat technique.

This type of combat skill is like the sunlight suddenly shooting out of the clouds, suddenly appearing and being omnipresent, with a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception. In the face of this type of combat skill, the murderous blood river momentum is stagnant!

"Boom! boom!"

Zhang Ye's two palms slashed one after the other on the blood river, and a huge rumbling sound came out in all directions, and the fierce beasts within a radius of hundreds of miles trembled!

Fu Qingyun, who was standing outside the formation, was shocked by the infinite true qi and retreated hundreds of feet. When it was time to fly back again, he found that Zhang Ye had actually cracked the "First Blow of the Blood River" cast by the Seven Blood Generals!

Thinking back to the knife technique that Zhang Ye had just cast, Fu Qingyun found that he couldn't see through Zhang Ye's knife technique at all, and he couldn't distinguish the grade of Zhang Ye's knife at all. Fu Qingyun was shocked in his heart, his eyes were staring at Zhang Ye tightly, he couldn't believe that Zhang Ye had cracked the "First Blow of the Blood River" cast by the Seven Blood Generals with one move!

Fu Qingyun suppressed the horror in his heart, and shouted again: "Blood will slaughter the world, and the river of blood will come out of the underworld." The Seven Bloods will listen to my orders and perform a combined attack technique, the second blow of the Blood River, to kill the enemy in front of you!"

Boom Boom

Fu Qingyun's voice fell, and the seven cold iron halberds were combined together again, forming a huge river again. This river is bigger, more terrifying, and more flexible than the previous one!

After Zhang Ye showed this type of combat skill, the whole person entered a wonderful state, and the essence of heaven and earth slowly surrounded him, and there was no surprise or fear in his heart, and some were just ethereal. Seeing that the attack of the Seven Blood Generals came again, Zhang Ye's two palms slashed out again.

This slash seems to be extremely complicated, and it seems to be extremely simple. It's obviously two fleshy palms, but it looks like two knives flying from thousands of miles away, and it's amazing!

"Boom!"

The attack sent out by the Seven Bloods General was broken again, and it was broken by Zhang Ye's two fleshy palms!

"Huh, what's going on?" Fu Qingyun couldn't imagine that Zhang Ye would be able to crack the attacks of the Seven Blood Generals again and again with his two palms. You must know that the Seven Blood Generals themselves are great masters in the late stage of the Martial Arts Ninefold, and the cold iron halberds in their hands are even more terrifying killing weapons.

The seven great masters of the late stage of the Martial Dao Ninefold, holding sharp weapons and performing combined attack skills, were unable to take down Zhang Ye, how could Fu Qingyun accept it!

"Not good! Zhang Ye, this kid, seems to have entered a state of epiphany! If he is allowed to have an epiphany, his combat power will only become more and more terrifying, I will immediately interrupt him in this state!" After all, Fu Qingyun is a figure at the peak of the Martial Dao Ninefold, and after he was surprised, he quickly saw that Zhang Ye was in a state of epiphany, so he shouted at the Seven Blood Generals: "Blood will slaughter the world, and the blood river will come out of the underworld." The Seven Bloods will listen to my orders and perform a combined attack technique - the third blow of the Blood River!"!.