At the moment when the blood-clothed man took out the knife, almost everyone present recognized him, because his fame was too great.

The blood son of one of the four sons of the Demon Dao - Sima Yuanliu.

Daqian is on the right path, there are four masters of the younger generation, the Great Jin Demon Dao, and there are also the four sons of the Demon Dao.

In the absence of the grandmaster, these people represent the pinnacle of talent, strength, and heritage in the martial arts, and they are the well-deserved successors of the gate faction behind them, and they are also the people who have the most news in the martial arts.

"Old Kim, stop him!"

After perceiving Sima Yuanliu's identity, Wei Wuji realized that Yan Ruoxi, who was only born with a small success, could not block this blow at all, and the gap between the two was too big.

Boom!

Everyone felt a shock on the ground, and before Wei Wuji's words fell, Jin Fushan's figure had disappeared in place.

The three of them have also been friends for many years, and at the moment when Sima Yuanliu appeared, Jin Fushan had already rushed up, and on the short straight line he passed, the surrounding bluestone ground was shattered like tofu, and then suddenly blown to both sides by a fierce wind!

Almost instantaneously, carrying a fierce sonic boom that almost burst people's eardrums, Jin Fushan was already full of arrogance, and the golden body of the Enma Demon was stimulated to the extreme, blocking Yan Ruoxi's body.

Wei Wuji's figure flickered, the dark iron folding fan in his hand shrouded all directions, and the stirred air burst and attacked from the side.

"Ahh

Tian Qian and Wan Songling also released their strength in various ways, assisting from the side, and weakening Sima Yuanliu's attack as much as possible.

Yan Ruoxi could only reluctantly give up Rao Wuping, and joined forces with the four of them to resist Sima Yuanliu's bursting knife.

"Humph!"

Facing the combined force of the five innate masters, Sima Yuanliu's eyes showed disdain, he flew up, his blood-colored black clothes, clinging to his body, and was violently struck by the rapidly flowing air. There was a cannon roar all around him, and the blue brick fragments on the ground were shaken up, and the overwhelming rubble flew towards both sides of the space that Sima Yuanliu had swept by.

In everyone's sight, between Sima Yuanliu's steps, the entire Fufeng Villa seemed to sink downward, just this glance, so that whether it was a martial arts as advanced as Wei Wuji, Jin Fushan, or a rough martial arts villa guard, they all had a feeling:

Even if there are thousands of troops and horses around him, facing this person with a knife, he is still alone, naked and untouched, and has no defense.

Too terrible, too vicious, too ruthless.

One breath or two breaths?

No one can reflect or judge. The image formed in the retina is just fed back to the brain, that is, in the blink of an eye.

With the earth-shattering roar, Sima Yuanliu's figure had already crossed a distance of twenty zhang, holding a bloody, bursting, and cold aura, with the heterogeneous phase of the monstrous sea of blood, and the blood-red sword that was several feet long, directly enveloping the five people, like a blood demon born, and slashing down in the air!

Boom! The sky is cracking!

The entire Fufeng Villa seemed to be unbearable, and it shook for a moment. The raging wind formed by the Sima Yuanliu blew a mess around, like a ten-level typhoon passing by, and the turbulent air currents stirred everywhere!

Xu Fengyan, who had already retreated to the side, was shaking wildly in the howling wind, unable to even speak, retreating again and again, almost pressed against the wall by the wind, the wound was affected, and he coughed again and again!

"Even the blood prince Sima Yuanliu has appeared! It seems that the owner of the village is really a person from the Blood Killing Palace!"

Xu Fengyan's mood was extremely complicated, he didn't know whether to hope that Sima Yuanliu would win or lose, the two demon sects were fighting, and he became an unlucky guy inexplicably.

In such an earth-shattering movement, when time seemed to be frozen, Sima Yuanliu's cold words, through the raging wind, reached the ears of the five Jin Fushan people very clearly:

"You're too weak!"

Rumble!

At the center of the six-person battle, the air was like the surface of water, suddenly stirring up circles of transparent ripples, and the space seemed to be slightly distorted and vibrating.

Cracks like spiderwebs appeared on the ground, which instantly spread to a radius of ten feet.

The power of Sima Yuanliu's knife is violent, violent, and vicious to the extreme!

"Poof!"

With a loud bang, Jin Fushan and Wei Wuji all spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies flew out upside down like cannonballs.

Bang bang!

The five flew several feet away, and after knocking down a thick wall, they came to a stop.

Standing up from the ruins of masonry and stone, the five people covered in dust and tattered clothes all had not very good looks, and Wei Wuji's words came true, and they really caught a big shark.

Sima Yuanliu and Wei Wuji, Jin Fushan's cultivation is comparable, they are all congenital achievements, but their strength is at the crushing level.

There are three reasons for such a strong strength, Sima Yuanliu's peerless sword technique has reached the realm of supernatural transcendence, the blood knife in his hand is a divine weapon, and the mental method of cultivation is also the peerless knowledge of the Blood Killing Palace.

Whew!

At the end of the blow, Sima Yuanliu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and everyone from the Heavenly Demon Palace took the opportunity to gather around Wei Wuji's five people.

At this time, there were also many figures behind Sima Yuanliu, in addition to Zhuang Rao Wuping of Fufeng Villa, worshipping Xu Fengyan, and several congenital people with different levels of aura.

It was also at this time that the people of the Heavenly Demon Palace completely saw Sima Yuanliu's appearance.

A pair of rare blood-colored sword eyebrows, with the corners of his eyes hanging upside down, combined with the violent and invincible aura he exudes at the moment, giving people an extremely evil and demonic feeling.

The current situation is equivalent to both parties being fishing, Wei Wuji first released part of the rumors, causing Rao Wuping to look for reinforcements and prepare to kill a few more innate people of the Blood Killing Palace, but he didn't expect Rao Wuping to find Sima Yuanliu.

At this time, Rao Wuping also secretly called luck in his heart.

Because the news he got was deliberately released by Wei Wuji, he only knew that there were two congenital Xiaocheng who brought people to attack and kill Fufeng Villa.

In such a scene, as long as an innate master is invited to help, Rao Wuping originally calculated that Sima Yuanliu's arrival was completely unexpected.

"Haha!"

The strength of the two sides compared, and his side completely had the upper hand, Rao Wuping couldn't help but laugh proudly.

"Wei Wuji, you are vain to be resourceful, you didn't expect to be planted here today! With Sima Gongzi here today, don't even think about leaving!" Rao Wuping said in a cold tone.

In this raid, Fufeng Villa can be said to have suffered heavy losses, and Rao Wuping was eager to cut a few people with a thousand knives.

"Are you coming one by one, or together?"

Sima Yuanliu stepped forward, his evil face revealing a cat-and-mouse banter, and deep in his pale red pupils, there was a scarlet, cruel, and violent brilliance.

He was extremely confident in his own strength, and he was not ready to kill Wei Wuji and the others at once.

"Huh?"

The bloody and violent breath, Sima Yuanliu, who was unscrupulously released, raised his blood-colored eyebrows slightly, and showed a trace of doubt in his heart, because he did not see the imaginary panic on the faces of Wei Wuji and the others, but instead of wiping the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he didn't even take the healing pill, and looked like he was waiting to watch the show.

Is there a backhand?

Sima Yuanliu was puzzled, you must know that his appearance was completely an accident, and it stands to reason that Wei Wuji and the others should not be able to prepare the means to deal with it.

Dada!

A crisp footstep came from the door of the villa, Sima Yuanliu and the others, their hearts jumped, and they all looked over.

A tall man, with a white dragon-patterned sword hanging from his waist, and a somewhat masculine face, looked like he was in his early thirties, and walked in slowly.

The man's appearance, Rao Wuping felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and the moment his eyes fell on the long sword hanging from the man's waist, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind flashed like thunder.

"Flying Immortal Sword!"

"Childe, run away!"

Rao Wuping, who recognized the long sword, his face was almost distorted in horror, and he roared loudly in his mouth.

In the first battle of Quyang City, Song Yifei used the long-lost one many times, and the people of the rivers and lakes gave him the name of the Flying Sword. The six-door sea fishing document is also known as the Flying Immortal Sword. And the iconic thing on his body is the divine weapon with a dragon-patterned scabbard - the Flying Rainbow Sword.

At the mention of the name of the Flying Immortal Sword, everyone in the Blood Killing Hall was shocked, and immediately recalled the terrifying record of the other party in killing the three Imperial Gods.

It's just that Song Yifei didn't give them time to react.

Boom!

At the moment when the sound of the long sword unsheathed sounded, everyone within a thousand zhang, including Wei Wuji, Jin Fushan and the others, suddenly went black in front of them, as if they had fallen into a dark hell that would never see the light of day!

The flow of time seemed to slow down, slowed down tenfold and hundredfold, and the dust, the moonlight, the breeze, everything in the space was completely frozen, static, and stagnant.

Between heaven and earth, there can only be that figure, that long sword, releasing a light as fierce as frost, like the light of the first birth of chaos! The light that opens the sky and splits the earth! The light of the gods who came into the world!

Accompanied by the sword light, it was a plain word.

"I'm so terrible!"

Rumble!