The phantom body of this white shark hovers and flies, several times more agile than a real shark, and after hitting its head, the black light on the surface of the bone cone flashes wildly.

Feng Long was shocked, and frantically urged the mana in his body, and his ten fingers rushed into the void, causing the three bone cones to rise several times before he could block the attack of the white giant shark.

In the face of the battle divided into four battle groups below, neither Ye Tianmei nor Hong San took a second look, but looked at the heroic woman who was walking towards the blood-colored figure.

Ye Tianmei didn't say anything, he naturally knew the potential of his late-stage star of the sect, and was extremely confident in his strength.

Although the thin man saw Zhang Xiuniang for the first time, with his terrifying divine thoughts in the crystallization period, he could naturally feel a sword intent from this woman, and after being shocked, he naturally couldn't care about paying attention to other people.

Both of them know very well that most of the key to victory or defeat below is this woman.

At this time, Zhang Xiuniang, with a sword in one hand, walked only seven or eight feet away from the blood-colored figure, and then stopped in her footsteps, and the snow-white long sword in her hand buzzed to the moment, and an astonishing cold air diffused from the sword.

The nearby bluestone ground began to condense a layer of crystal frost in silence.

When Hong San saw this, his face suddenly became a little ugly, and he suddenly raised his head and said coldly to Ye Tianmei in the distance:

"It turned out to be the ice attribute, a spiritual weapon that specializes in restraining our sea clan's supernatural powers. Looking at the splendor of the sword intent in this girl's body, she is definitely the core disciple that your sect focuses on cultivating. It seems that Ye Daoyou also planned this battle well in advance. Otherwise, how could such a disciple appear here for no reason if he no longer cultivated in secret in your sect. ”

"I can't talk about it! I'll bring this junior out. I just wanted him to experience a thing or two by his side, but I didn't expect to meet Daoyou and others. It's when did the nobles start cultivating the Demon Dao Exercises. Such a heavy demonic aura, but I don't know what kind of demonic skill it is?" Ye Tianmei looked at the figure in the blood light. There was also a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"What is the exercise, what is the old man to say, the Taoist friends will know the Tao in a while. Hong San said with a slight flash in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Tianmei's eyes narrowed, and he immediately stopped saying anything more to the other party.

At this time, Zhang Xiuniang had already flicked her wrist, and as soon as the sound of breaking the air sounded, more than a dozen Sen Ran sword lights appeared without the slightest warning, and slashed straight towards the blood shadow.

The figure in the blood light faced such a sharp attack. didn't dodge or dodge, but suddenly let out a strange roar from his mouth, and rushed towards these sword lights in a fit fit.

Its movements were so fast, almost in a flash, that it narrowed the distance between him and the woman by nearly half.

The other party behaved so strangely, even a genius disciple like Zhang Xiuniang, who had a psychic sword body, couldn't help but be stunned, but fortunately, he was not an ordinary person, and immediately subconsciously moved. He silently slid back a few steps, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed into the void in front of him.

Immediately, more than a dozen sword lights shrank unceremoniously under the traction of the snow-white long sword, turning into a sword net and falling down. Just shrouded the rushing blood shadow in it.

With a flash of cold light, the sword net cut the blood shadow into more than a dozen pieces, and revealed its true face. It was an ordinary-looking man in his twenties, although his lower body had not turned into a fishtail. But the upper half of his body was covered with green scales, and his eyes became bright red like blood.

So easily kill a seemingly intractable formidable enemy. Zhang Xiuniang couldn't help but be stunned......

But at this moment, there was a "poof" in the broken corpse, and a ball of essence blood bounced out of it without the slightest warning, and after a blur, it turned into a bloodshot of the heroic woman.

Zhang Xiuniang was startled, but as soon as her wrist moved, the snow-white long sword turned in front of her, turning into a crystal sword curtain, trying to block the blood.

But at this moment, the blood that shot out suddenly trembled, and it shattered inch by inch out of thin air, and suddenly turned into a crazy flutter of countless blood-colored runes.

By the time Zhang Xiuniang understood what was going on, a blood-colored rune array of several zhang had quietly formed around it, trapping it in the center.

As soon as this woman was stunned, the long sword in her hand shook, and she was about to rush out of the talisman array with a sword in one.

But it was too late.

At the moment when the blood-colored rune took shape, layers of blood-colored light curtains appeared with a humming sound, trapping the woman in it.

At the same time, Zhang Xiuniang only felt that her body sank, and an invisible forbidden force immediately acted on her body, making her movements suddenly more than ten times slower than before, and even moving her fingers seemed to be very difficult.

The heroic woman's face naturally changed greatly, but immediately with the mana in her body, the long sword in her hand turned into a huge half-zhang at once, and slashed away at the blood-colored light curtain without hesitation.

"Boom".

After the blood-colored light curtain shook for a few moments, it took the attack as if nothing had happened.

"This is the Blood Pattern Array! It was a strange corpse just now, and it was not a normal Sea Clan person at all. Red Daoyou, shouldn't you give me an explanation? Seeing this scene, Ye Tianmei's pupils shrank slightly, and suddenly asked Hong San in a cold voice.

"Just now, the niece of the Holy Machine asked Daoyou for five battle places, but she didn't say that five clansmen must be dispatched in this battle. In this battle, we only dispatched four people, and this corpse is just a spirit pet controlled by one of them. Doing this, I don't know what, violated the previous agreement?" "When Hong San saw that Zhang Xiuniang was trapped by the blood-colored talisman array, he was naturally happy in his heart, but he replied with no different color on his face.

When Ye Tianmei heard this answer, Dai Mei immediately raised his eyebrows, but after his eyes swept over the figure in the blood-colored rune array below, he didn't know what to think, and he instantly regained his calm:

"I'm not mistaken, this corpse shouldn't have been truly refined, otherwise the blood array transformed by it wouldn't be able to get out even if ordinary spirit masters were trapped in it. Now, I'm afraid this half-finished product can't even exert one-third of its true power. Do Daoyou really think that this level of magic circle power can trap me, a junior?"

"Yes, the old man thinks that even with this level of blood array, it is more than enough to trap this disciple of your sect, unless she can cultivate such a powerful supernatural power as the sword master, otherwise the words ......" The thin man didn't believe it at all, but halfway through the words in his mouth, suddenly an earth-shattering loud noise came from the blood array below.

Zhang Xiuniang suddenly jumped up and slashed at the blood-colored light curtain with a snow-white rainbow, making a shallow crack appear on its surface.

"Imperial Sword Technique!" Seeing this, the thin man's expression on his face suddenly became cloudy.

However, when he saw it again, Zhang Xiuniang, who was hovering and re-landing on the ground, did not continue to attack immediately, but sat down cross-legged on the spot and breathed on the spot, and said with a smile:

"This disciple of your sect actually cultivated the sword art in the spiritual apprenticeship period, and his talent is so high that he admires it very much. But with her current mana, if she wants to break out of the formation, it is definitely not something that can be done in a moment. And if it takes so long, I'm afraid that the results of the other competitions have already been obtained. ”

After the thin man said this, his eyes swept away from the other warbands.

Ye Tianmei didn't say anything, and looked at the other people with the same eyes.

I saw that in just a few moments, the other battle groups had obviously divided into superior groups.

Whether it is Hu Chunniang or Feng Long, in the face of the attack of the Empress Dowager Dong and the middle-aged servants, they are already at a great disadvantage at this moment.

The yellow shield in the hands of the Empress Dowager Dong has been put away at some point, but under the wave of the jade Ruyi in her hand with both hands, the white light flowers that gushed out of it have turned into the size of a bowl, and from the beginning of the defensive object into an attack weapon, rolling up and down Hu Chunniang frantically.

Although Hu Chunniang danced the two short swords in her hand into two dazzling cold lights in sweat, and laid layers of sword curtains nearby, under the impact of those white light flowers, her body still couldn't help but shake again and again, as if each white flower was extremely heavy, so that it could only support it.

What Feng Long was facing at this moment was no longer a white shark phantom, but an extra blue giant shrimp that was a few feet long.

Under the attack of this blue and white giant beast phantom, he could only protect himself with a pale face.

As for Du Hai holding the knife in both hands, one after another sword qi slashed wildly at the cyan light curtain in front of him like lightning, it seemed that he had the upper hand, but his face was extremely ugly.

Because the middle-aged servant woman who was his opponent was just holding the turtle shell high with one hand in the light curtain, and at the same time, her eyes were closed silently thinking about what kind of law decision, and there was no counterattack at all from beginning to end.

If someone with a careful heart observes carefully, they can find that with the thought of the middle-aged servant's mouth, the crack on the blood-colored light curtain that trapped Zhang Xiuniang on the other side is slowly closing.

It turned out that the so-called "treacherous corpse" before was secretly manipulated by this middle-aged servant woman.

It's no wonder that in the face of Du Hai's attack, except for using the spirit weapon in her hand to release a defensive light curtain, there was no more targeted action on the surface.

As for the last battle group, it looks particularly weird.

The giant man who had subdued the Ran Blood Pill had almost surged by nearly half of his cultivation, and the seemingly heavy weapon was as light as a toothpick in his hand, and where the giant stick passed, it almost immediately set off a white hurricane.

But Liu Ming was only holding a cyan short sword in one hand, with an extra yellow light shield on his arm, and his body was so light that it seemed to have no weight, and he actually moved with the wind in the hurricane, and every time he faced the heavy stick shadows that seemed impossible to dodge, he twisted his waist to death, like a feather flashing.

In a short period of time, the giant man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood in his heart, and the giant stick in his hand danced more and more fiercely, and he couldn't wait to beat Liu Ming right with a stick, so that he could directly smash it into meat sauce.

Hong San and Ye Tianmei saw the situation in other places below, but their expressions were different.

The thin man was overjoyed when he saw the other battle groups, but after his eyes fell on Liu Ming's side, his face sank again.

After Ye Tianmei saw Liu Ming's performance, he made a slight "huh" with a slight movement of his eyebrows. (To be continued......)