The autumn wind is whining, the sword is shining, and the chill is amazing.

The battlefield was divided in an instant, and the people of the Blood God Sect did not hold a group, and they put themselves under the siege of more than a dozen people quite casually.

Bang!

Every step out of Tie Haikun's footsteps would slam and shatter the ground under his feet, and as he stepped out step by step, the momentum on his body became heavier and heavier, as if it had turned into a towering mountain to suppress the evil demons.

In the blink of an eye, he walked to the place two feet in front of Su Tianlong, raised the heavy sword in his hand, and smashed it directly at Su Tianlong with the sound of the howling wind.

I don't know how powerful this blow is, and the wind pressure it carries has already blown away Su Tianlong's hair, making it difficult to breathe.

Su Tianlong's eyes were scarlet, his face was white, and he looked just a young man with a somewhat evil appearance.

Under the heavy sword, Su Tianlong's eyes flashed scarlet, he only felt that he was stuck in a quagmire, his steps were heavy, his internal force surged, and suddenly erupted under his feet, and a powerful force of shock was born, and he was forced to shoot his body out.

And Tie Haikun's heavy sword fell halfway, his wrist twisted, the green tendons on his arms were bulging, and the heavy sword reversed the direction and swept Su Tianlong at a faster speed.

Su Tianlong's whole body suddenly swelled with strength, and he filled up his robes, as if he had turned into a big fat man in an instant.

Immediately, the heavy sword swept Su Tianlong out like a ball, and smashed it on the rock wall, with a bang, the gravel splashed, and half of Su Tianlong's small body was embedded into the rock wall.

And the next moment, Su Tianlong just spit out a mouthful of blood, and his ruddy face fell from the rock wall, patting the dust on his body, as if he had not been hurt in the slightest.

Su Tianlong landed on the ground, dragged a vague shadow behind his feet, and turned into a claw with one hand, and took the head of the Iron Sea Kun with a scream and blood light.

And Tie Haikun didn't dodge, as if he was going to die together, the heavy sword shot out horizontally, this time the surface of his heavy sword was faintly shrouded in a layer of transparent energy, which seemed to make the heavy sword's violent meaning even stronger.

Su Tianlong was slapped out by the heavy sword again, and his bloody claws were also grabbed on Tie Haikun's head.

However, Su Tianlong returned in vain, and Tie Haikun's head suddenly turned copper, and the blood claws that could grasp a hole in the steel only scratched out a few shallow blood marks.

This is enough to surprise Tie Hai Kun, he is majoring in the family heirloom god idol skill, the most important defense and strength, Tie Hai Kun is already the first bronze statue Dacheng, and it is difficult to break his defense with the general internal force sixfold means.

And Su Tianlong's internal strength was just forcibly improved, and it was very unstable, and it could actually hurt him.

And Su Tianlong was also embedded in the rock wall again, this time deeper.

Moreover, there were bloody wounds on his side, and the flesh was blurred, as if it had been crushed to pieces.

But when Su Tianlong stepped on the ground, those wounds were covered with red mist, and the flesh and blood were twisting and entangled, and they were rapidly recovering.

After two or three breaths, the wound was healed.

"Demon Dao, turn blood into the source!" Tie Haikun drank coldly, smashed the heavy sword in his hand into the ground, and rushed towards Su Tianlong.

With one step, his whole body turned copper, and his whole person seemed to swell in a circle, and his muscles shimmered with the cold luster of metal, like a King Kong warrior.

The best way to deal with this kind of demon path cub who can constantly recover from injuries is to directly smash the opponent's head, or take out their heart and crush it.

As for slow consumption, you can only be dragged to death by the other party.

Tie Feipeng chased Shi Beihe to fight, but Shi Beihe was unwilling to fight Tie Feipeng, so he kept dodging, and occasionally found the opportunity to give Tie Feipeng a moment.

And Tie Feipeng's perception was very sensitive during the battle, and some of the god idol skills were instantly used, and Shi Beihe couldn't help him at all.

But Shi Beihe was obviously not in a hurry, he just thought about slowly consuming Tie Feipeng's internal strength and strength.

As for Xu Zhifang, Gai Ziliu was dealing with it, and Xu Zhifang was also bare-handed, but Gai Ziliu was a little restrained.

Xu Zhifang has no scruples except for blocking the vital points, and is very willing to exchange injuries with Gai Ziliu.

And now, Xu Zhifang has many sword wounds on his body that are filled with red mist and squirming flesh and blood, but he is still alive and well.

Gai Ziliu's face was solemn, and as a secret technique in the Demon Dao, to put it bluntly, it was to consume the absorbed people's hearts and blood to recover their injuries, but in fact, there were not many people who mastered it.

At least the last time the Six Gates fought against the Blood God Cult, the Blood God Sect's side had not revealed this secret technique. It is very likely that the Blood Transformation Origin Secret Technique was cracked by the Blood God Sect from the original of the Blood Transformation Divine Skill.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel quite irritable in his heart, the people in the Demon Dao who mastered this secret technique were very difficult to deal with, especially for those martial artists who had not yet reached the internal force realm.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the others, and sure enough, it was just as he expected. Although the internal force realm spawned by the Blood God Sect was not strong, and the physical strength was limited, it was extremely difficult.

It was very difficult for a martial artist who had no internal strength to deal with them, and even the two internal force realm masters of the Sword Sea Sect and the Hui Sword Sect were each entangled by two people from the Blood God Sect.

The internal force in Gai Ziliu's body was turbulent, the palm holding the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes showed ruthlessness, looking at Xu Zhifang.

Chop off your head and see if you can grow a new one!

"It's really difficult!" Kong Zhu gritted his teeth a little, seven or eight of them besieged a Blood God Sect's internal force realm, but it was almost evenly balanced.

In addition to the necessary blocking, the Blood God Sect's internal force realm was not afraid of being injured at all, and it was a bit of a chase after them.

The power of this Blood God Sect's internal force realm is almost thirty or forty thousand jin with internal force, and some genius internal forging peak martial artists can compete with them.

But not to mention that they can quickly recover from their injuries, their bodies with additional internal force can resist the slashes of everyone to a certain extent, and the fists with additional internal force are even more powerful, and they are at least seriously injured when they hit a martial artist at the peak of internal forging.

"The internal strength of the bullshit is really a bug! The internal strength is too bad!"

Kong Zhu is also angry, in fact, the internal force realm of this Blood God Sect is not as good as Sun Zhengyuan, if it weren't for his injuries and not healed, he could use all his strength to definitely blow up the opponent's dog head with one punch.

"Hold on!"

At this time, Kong Zhu suddenly heard a coquettish shout, and he was stunned, who is shouting at me, hugging, hugging whom?

There was a whirring wind behind him, and Kong Zhu turned around and saw a Blood God Sect's internal force realm smashing towards him like a zombie.

Involuntarily, Kong Yu stomped his feet on the ground, hugged the man in his arms with both hands, and then crossed his shoulders under his armpits.

The Blood God Sect's internal force realm suddenly exerted its strength to break free, Kong Zhu snorted, and suddenly blood oozed from his mouth, and he forcibly hugged it regardless of his injuries.

"Bow your head!" Tie Lanxin's voice seemed to be whispering, and it came into Kong Zhu's ears.

Kong Zhu instantly lowered his head, and then with a bang, a piece of Kong Zhu's hair flew into the sky along with the head of the Blood God Sect's internal force realm.

Gasping for air, Kong Zhu's heart was cold, and he looked at Tie Lanxin, but he couldn't help frowning.