Under the interference of the black snake, the blood song in Wu Ying's hand could no longer condense the blood-colored dragon sword qi.

In the face of the majestic and powerful sword intent that came straight from him, he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging.

Just like that night......

It's just an injury for an injury.

He was never afraid of pain.

With a twist of his right wrist, he tucked the incomparably heavy Blood Song Sword behind him, and raised his fist with his left hand.

Wu Ying's speed was even faster than that sword intent!

Purple thunder frost carried his body, and at this moment, his pale skin exposed outside his clothes crossed a layer of jade-like whiteness.

He collided with the sword intent erupted from the blue blood sword with his body, and a scarlet demonic blood flower exploded from his shoulder.

But that didn't slow him down in the slightest.

Wu Ying's gaze did not fall on the opposite national teacher Tianming, but looked at his raised left fist.

He suddenly realized that his behavior at the moment was the same as when Wan Shou tried to fight Ye Ling's kid that day... How similar is his stubborn and naïve appearance of punching himself when he is seriously injured.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, and when he thought about it, he didn't know that his face had a juvenile smile.

It turns out that he will also have such a naïve side......

The sword intent that erupted from the Blue Blood Sword was very powerful, with the national teacher as the center, a sword that slashed out vertically split the earth as if it was about to be split in two.

If it weren't for Wu Ying's powerful physique, if ordinary people rubbed a little bit of sword intent, their physical bodies would have already been crushed into pulp.

But even if that person was Wu Ying, the eyes of the national teacher Tianming still showed a touch of surprise uncontrollably.

Lunatic!

This is the evaluation of Wu Ying in his heart at this moment.

He knew that his sword was difficult for people to avoid, but he couldn't imagine that the other party would actually take the initiative to collide with it.

The eruption of the natal sword made him unable to collect his sword to block in an instant, but Wu Ying came to him in an instant.

The national teacher Tianming was shocked, and then there was a huge hammer blow in his chest, and his old face was instantly dyed with an unnatural flush.

Under that tremendous force, he had to take a few steps backwards.

When he withdrew from the first step, the strong sense of humiliation made him turn grim!

The left hand was as sharp as a hook, and Sen Ran's nails grew wildly, and they were fiercely buckled on Wu Ying's arm.

This grasp infused him with the strength of his whole body, Rao is Wu Ying's flesh was strong and matchless, and the flesh was also broken by those five fingers, and the blood was dripping!

The national teacher Tianming instead took advantage of the momentum of his fist to retreat, and when he took three steps back with three bangs, he left five deep bright red paw prints on Wu Ying's arm.

The national teacher Tianming finally stabilized his body, looking at the footprints deeply embedded in the earth in front of him, and an irrepressible anger rose in his heart.

He was actually ...... by a junior Forced to retreat to such a situation.

He lifted one foot, and the soles of his feet instantly ignited with black flames, and he stomped on the ground fiercely!

In an instant, with the national teacher as the central point, a terrifying ring of fire waves was launched, directly lifting Wu Ying's body out.

The earth turned to scorched earth, rolled and exploded.

The blood on Wu Ying's arms and shoulders flowed wildly, and the moment he flew out, he adjusted his posture to the ground.

After falling to the ground, he ignored the injury on his arm and punched away the flames that swept in front of him, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The two injuries on his body were exchanged for the poison of the ghost baby in the body of the national teacher, and the circulation speed was accelerated......

It doesn't seem to be a loss.

Just as Wu Ying stood up again, a whistling sound came from the sinkhole behind him.

Ling Tiansu collected the fire very smoothly.

He jumped out of the fire pit and couldn't help frowning as he looked at Wu Ying sprayed with blood in the distance.

He originally wanted Wu Ying to temporarily hold back the national teacher, but he never thought that he would be so desperate.

Ling Tiansu jumped out of the stone wall and shouted at Wu Ying: "I have collected the fire, you can withdraw!"

The national teacher sneered again and again: "Come if you want to come, leave if you want to go, you really can't do it when this seat is furnished!"

Wu Ying didn't turn his head to look at him, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and chuckled: "How many pieces have you collected?"

Ling Tiansu grinned, raised the space ring in his hand, and said with a smile: "If you give me all the flints, you will naturally fill all these flints." ”

Wu Ying chuckled lightly and threw the Blood Song Sword in his hand full of black snake runes towards Ling Tiansu.

"Help me put my sword away. ”

Under the interference of the black snake rune, the Blood Song Sword could not be taken into his eyes.

Since it is the interference of runes, it is most appropriate to leave it to Ling Tiansu, who has the Broken Demon Mirror, to resolve it.

The incomprehensible national teacher Tianming naturally couldn't understand why the perverse and violent Wu Ying would put his sword in the hands of his former enemy?

And the sword throwing action is like flowing water, without reservation.

Rao is enough to be able to coldly witness the vicissitudes of the world, and Tianming, who can't help but be shocked in his heart.

Ling Tiansu took the Blood Song Sword, and suddenly countless heart-rending and hoarse screams and wails echoed in his mind.

This made a violent emotion rise suddenly on his face.

Just holding this sword in his hand, he couldn't suppress the killing intent in his body, and he almost fell into a demon.

Those countless screams and wails have been heard for a long time, and they have almost made people go crazy.

Ling Tiansu frowned secretly, and before Wu Ying could take the initiative to suppress the demonic nature in the Blood Song Sword.

Ling Tiansu's expression suddenly became solemn, and he held the Blood Song Sword tightly, and his body began to diffuse this dense crimson aura.

His whole body began to steam, and the skin around his eyes cracked into thin blood-red lines like spider webs, and from his body came an aura that seemed to be a demon.

He snorted and pointed his finger at the body of the Blood Song Sword, which did not change much.

But Ling Tiansu's screams and roars that filled his ears had completely disappeared, completely neutralizing the demonic erosion in the sword.

Wu Ying turned around and glanced at him with some surprise, and when he saw the crimson aura that permeated his body, he suddenly said, "Shura Dao." ”

National Master Tianming also narrowed his eyes, "You are actually in the human world, and you can practice the Shura Dao?"

Ling Tiansu naturally understood what Wu Ying meant, and ignored the national teacher's questioning.

He took out the Broken Mirror from his bosom, placed it on the sword, and called out.

"Kitten ......"

"Roger, Master!"

Inside the bell, there was the majestic voice of a kitten.

After doing this, Ling Tiansu looked at Wu Ying and asked, "Don't you want to leave?"

Wu Ying tilted his head, he was clearly seriously injured, but at this moment, I don't know why?

Ling Tiansu felt that he seemed to be in a good mood, and swept away his gloomy and cold face in the past, with a hint of youthful innocence.

He smiled and said, "I've changed my mind." ”

Ling Tiansu had long been accustomed to his whims, and asked calmly, "So?"

Wu Ying's body began to rise, and a huge purple thunder snake appeared under his feet.

He stepped on the head of the razer, and there was a hint of a smile on his pale face.

"I want to kill him. ”

The national teacher's face became extremely ugly.

Ling Tiansu sighed helplessly, and put the Blood Song Sword Resistance in his hand on his shoulder.

Then he smiled and said, "I'm happy to accompany you!"

The spirit was only a short breath, and Ling Tiansu immediately added.

"But after the battle, you have to give me time to recuperate and heal, otherwise I will really return to the earth by refining the fire immediately." ”

Rao is cold temperament Wu Ying was also provoked by this sudden change of words and made a 'poof' laugh.

"That's nature. ”

"Two ignorant juniors!"

The national teacher Tianming sneered, can he really be deceived when he is a sick tiger?!

It's just that a Wu Ying dares to shout, and he is just a half-demon in the realm of peace, and he dares to be presumptuous!

The Blue Blood Sword danced again, and a powerful aura erupted from the old man's body.

The appearance of a demon god loomed from behind him, rising in the wind, and in a matter of moments, it had grown to the size of a mountain.

This demon god has a total of sixteen arms, and under each palm, he holds a huge ghost skull.

The scarlet demon pupils locked on Wu Ying and Ling Tiansu below, and there was a monstrous demonic thought in their eyes.

A black snake rune condensed from the blue blood sword, and the rune ethereally entwined one of the extremely thick arms of the Demon God.

A strong look of pain immediately appeared on the face of the demon god, and a terrifying howl erupted from its mouth.

The arm squeezed fiercely, crushing the head of the ghost in the palm of his hand.

Wu Ying's expression suddenly became solemn, he stepped on the thunder snake, and looked at the blood-colored earth under him with deep eyes.

Ling Tiansu looked at the hideous and huge appearance of the demon god, and his heart palpitated.

When I saw the ghost's head shattered again, the ground under my feet instantly became hot and hot, as if stepping on magma.

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his foot and stepped hard, stepping out pieces of golden electric sparks, and the whole person sped upwards and left the earth.

The moment his feet left the earth, the earth had split into a terrible gap.

A giant ghost, headless, tore the earth apart and crawled out of the crack.

Wu Ying and Ling Tiansu stood extremely high, very close to the sky.

But when the giant ghost stood on the ground and straightened up, its headless body was much higher than the height of the two of them, and it had the potential to lift up the sky.

Wu Ying frowned, and in the face of the huge punch that slammed into him, he quickly raised his head and shot out a bolt of lightning.

The lightning went out, and the huge fist was stained with pitch black.

But he still couldn't stop the trajectory of the fist falling and smashed it Wu Ying.

Wu Ying's body was strong and resisted this blow, but the thunder snake under him was like sand meeting water, and suddenly dispersed.

This punch seemed to stick to Wu Ying's body, slamming him into the ground, smashing into a huge pit that was not weaker than the size of a sinkhole.

Ling Tiansu's eyelids jumped wildly, his feet stepped on the golden thunder, and he stepped out in one step.

The golden lightning quickly spread and turned into an extremely long golden lightning bolt, heading towards the giant ghost.

With the lightning on his toes, Ling Tiansu's body galloped out.

He made a circle around the headless troll's waist at great speed, and the lightning under his feet wrapped tightly around the troll's waist like a bound silk thread.