"Kill"

In the midst of the loud shouts, a streamer rose into the sky as if it wanted to break through the sky, and then the streamer folded, like a bolt of lightning, from top to bottom, directly towards the two blood-colored figures below.

Suddenly, the ice qi moved, the fire flashed, and an ice sword overflowing with cold light and a war knife glowing with flames had already appeared in the hands of the two blood-colored figures.

Wei Wouji's eyes froze, wouldn't it, even this?

As if confirming his conjecture, a sword qi and a sword qi had risen into the sky, heading towards the falling streamer.

With a bang, flames and ice flew up in all directions, Wei Wuji's figure flashed, and the sword embryo in his hand swung rapidly, splitting the cold ice and flames that flew from him one by one.

"It's okay", Wei Wuji wiped his sweatless forehead, and he looked at the other two selves who were overwhelmed by the endless ice and flames, and a smile spread across his face.

The endless ice and flames finally stopped, and the two blood-colored figures in it were no longer what they were before, the blood-colored figures with fire were a little better, and one arm was gone, presumably crushed by the overflowing energy.

As for the blood-colored figure with ice qi on his body, it was a bit miserable, after all, he was equivalent to being attacked by double fire qi, and at this moment, half of his body had disappeared, and now he was planted aside, looking like he was dying.

Solved one! Wei Wou-Ki was overjoyed!

It seems that the spirit of the pillar guard of the bloodthirsty spirit pillar has not yet metamorphosed to the point where it can completely copy everything it has, there is still a limit, some things can only be copied approximately, like the sword style taught by the Venerable Purple Thunder, it is beyond its limit, and the two sword qi and sword qi are just similar in shape.

The two blood-colored figures on the opposite side were motionless, without the slightest movement, Wei Wuji also stood still, within the blood space of the pillar spirit, any change could happen, at this time he wanted to see what changes would happen next.

Suddenly, a bloody light flashed, and the two blood-colored figures on the opposite side did not recover again as Huo Dongqiang faced, but disappeared directly.

Looking at the empty surroundings, Wei Wuji couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "That's the end of it?"

At this moment, Huo Dongqiang also had the same doubts as Wei Wuji.

Just now, he was seriously injured, and he sent out the strongest sword in his life with all his might, directly killing the other self on the opposite side on the spot. But his face was still solemn, and now, there was not much qi left in his body, and on his left rib and left shoulder, two deep bone scars were clearly visible, and the blood stains were clear.

What made him feel solemn was that although he had temporarily sealed the wound with the qi in his body, he could no longer lock the qi and blood in his body, and at this moment, in his divine sense, a trace of qi and blood was overflowing from his wound, and in the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the invisible power in the blood space.

Huo Dongqiang's face sank, he had not gone through the refining body, he was following the cultivation method that prevailed in today's suffering realm, even if he later knew that there was a refining body flow, but he had also passed the best age for refining the body, and now, his body was only at the peak of the refining body flow.

It was good that he was not injured before, with the cultivation of his fetal breath realm, he could completely lock his own blood qi, but now that he was injured, he felt that the blood qi in his body was like a crack in the pool, and the blood qi was slowly oozing out.

Although the blood qi in his body is still abundant because of the abundance of longevity, if the blood qi in his body is seriously lost after a long time, it is very likely that his own longevity will also be lost, in that case, whether it is for his future cultivation or others, it will have a very serious impact!

The bloodthirsty spirit pillar in front of them was really even more difficult to deal with than they imagined! Huo Dongqiang let out a long sigh.

"Step", just when Huo Dongqiang's sigh fell, a heavy footstep had already entered his ears, and as the footsteps approached, a blood-colored Shura holding a blood-colored scimitar in his hand and covered with blood-red magic armor had appeared in his sight.

Huo Dongqiang's heart was cold, although he had just killed the other self and won the victory, but he did not relax in the slightest, and kept sensing the surroundings with his divine sense, but until the blood-colored Shura appeared in front of his eyes, his divine sense actually did not react in the slightest, which can only show that there must be something on the blood-colored Shura in front of him that can isolate the induction of his divine sense.

"Trouble", Huo Dongqiang muttered to himself, his divine sense cannot be sensed, which means that in the next battle, he can only use breath sensing to capture the opponent, in that case, invisibly, his combat power has been weakened a lot, because many of his powerful swordsmanship need to be locked with his divine sense before he can exert his greatest power.

With the breath sensing, the blood-colored Shura cultivation in front of him was not high, only the fetal breath was high-level, slightly lower than him, but Huo Dongqiang did not despise it at all, because the moment that Shura appeared, he immediately had a feeling that ordinary people were being targeted by fierce beasts, and his hair stood on end!

The blood-colored Shura in front of him was definitely not as simple as his breath induced!

Just as the blood-colored Shura appeared in front of Huo Dongqiang, Wei Wuji at this moment was also looking at a blood-colored Shura who also appeared in front of him with cold eyes.

Similarly, he couldn't use his divine sense to sense, but he didn't care about it in the slightest, after all, he had just activated his divine sense, and he didn't have time to use many wonderful uses of his divine sense, and many times, he still relied on breath sensing to fight, so whether he could use his divine sense or not, the impact on him was not as great as Huo Dongqiang's.

Looking at the blood-colored Shura in front of him, Wei Wuji's expression was calm as usual, although with his breath sense, the blood-colored Shura cultivation in front of him was only at the beginning of the fetal breath, but he felt a powerful physical power that would burst out at any time from the other party's body.

"Is the strength of the body?" Wei Wuji said lightly: "This is somewhat similar to the Terran refining flow, it seems that the spirit of the bloodthirsty spirit pillar still knows a lot about the Terran today, and knows that most of the Terran's physique is not very strong now!

With a flash of firelight, Wei Wuji had already disappeared from the spot, and instantly came to the body of the blood-colored Shura, and blasted towards it with a punch.

With a "whoosh", seeing Wei Wuji attacking, the blood-colored Shura roared violently, and a thick blood qi rose from his body, and with the roar, it also raised its hand is a punch, blasting towards Wei Wuji's fist.

With a muffled "bang", his fists intersected together, and Wei Wuji only felt a strong force coming from his fist, and with a bang, his figure couldn't help but slide backwards, leaving a shallow white mark on the ground.

On the other side, the Scarlet Shura shook several times under Wei Wuji's punch, and finally took a step back.

"It's fine!"

Wei Wuji rubbed his fist, which was a little painful, the other party's physique was not as strong as he imagined, as long as Fang Cai's blow, if the other party did not have the strength to stay, it would be roughly the same as the previous Maya, even if it was slightly stronger, it was not much stronger, which made him feel a lot more relieved.

Relatively speaking, he felt that the other two selves before him were even more threatening to him, he would rather face two bloody Shura like this in front of him than face two other selves, besides, is it interesting to fight himself by himself?

After roughly figuring out the range of his opponent's strength, and feeling that there was nothing new, Wei Wuji didn't want to wait any longer, his body moved, and the fire on the sword embryo in his hand was great.

The blood-colored Shura on the opposite side also sensed Wei Wuji's mood change, and it seemed to feel as if it was being slighted, and it suddenly let out a roar of rage, and suddenly, the rolling blood qi emanated from its body.

With a flash of blood, the ground under the feet of the blood-colored Shura slumped a foot, and as a deep pit appeared, a gust of wind swept up, and it was already like a blood-colored lightning, directly rushing towards Wei Wuji.

So fast!

Wei Wuji's expression moved, his feet were wrong, his body retreated, and at the same time, the sword embryo in his hand lit up again.

"Sword one, a sword rises the storm"

The sword style taught by the Venerable Purple Thunder was used by him again, and with a flash of light, the sword embryo in his hand had already risen to the sky, and in an instant it had reached the top of the blood-colored Shura that rushed to him, and with the flash of fire in the sword embryo, the monstrous flames suddenly fell from the sky, and the falling flames were like floating clouds, directly enveloping and encircling the blood-colored Shura.

The flames of Wutao, like a sea of fire, swept and tumbled towards the blood-colored Shura with terrifying heat, and a terrible scream resounded throughout the blood space.