There is no time to kill intent, although the disadvantages are made up by blood drops.

But the highest-level killing body is still too domineering, with Duanmu Rong's cultivation of less than half a step to break the void, he will only kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred, and exchange injuries for injuries.

The blood that flowed out of Duanmu Rong's body was her own blood.

The phantom that appeared behind him became clearer and clearer as Duanmu Rong's blood dripped down.

If you look closely, it turns out that it is not the phantom of some demon beast, but the Shura Dharma of a green seedling with fangs.

"Bloodfloat!"

The moment Duanmu Rong approached the Wu Mo Sword Heart Technique, which was bound by the starry light cocoon, he slapped his palm suddenly.

The murderous aura was like a knife, and the Shura Dharma behind him diffused a violent aura, and with Duanmu Rong's movements, he also slapped a palm.

A bright red, blood-colored palm print appeared in the sky and slapped towards the sword heart technique.

The white mask he wore was very mysterious.

Originally, I thought it was just a means he used to hide his identity, but who knew that under the full force of his attack, it actually had such a miraculous performance.

The entire mask wriggled into a white liquid, enveloping every inch of skin from top to bottom.

Even the strands of hair were dyed by the milky white liquid.

White hair, white guns.

It was only half a step away from the momentum of breaking the void, and under the promotion of that mask, it stepped into the ranks of breaking the void in an instant.

Rumble!!!

His fighting spirit became even more intense.

"Roar!" The clouds around him for dozens of miles were torn apart by the battle aura that came out of his body.

A pair of pupils covered in white liquid were full of frenzy, and they were close to stabbing a shot.

"Flying Immortals!"

The Heavenly Pure Sand Divine Power, which was shocked by Wu Mo's sword heart technique, suddenly converged and merged into the spear in his hand.

The streamer shadow gun, which was as white as jade, immediately burst out with an ethereal aura.

The spear burst out, like a star falling from the sky, and slammed into the Wu Mo Sword Heart Technique that was bound by the light of the star.

Inheritance of the Thousand Blades Dao people, flying immortals!

Bang dang!!

The blood light of the Blood Floating Slaughter and the silver and bright spears of the Flying Immortals submerged the heavens and the earth.

The aftermath of the powerful explosion overturned the earth, shattering countless peaks and mountains under a single blow.

Under the earth, a young girl hiding in the shadows was forced out of hiding by Duanmu Rong and Li's full force.

Fortunately, the girl seems to have been on guard.

A pair of boots on the lotus feet flashed with extraordinary light, and with her slight step, she traveled dozens of miles away in an instant.

With dazzling speed, he dodged the aftermath of this earth-shattering blow.

Standing on the edge of the battle, the girl glanced over her delicate face at the heaven and earth behind her, which had been swallowed by energy fluctuations.

Because the light was too dazzling, she couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly, and her crescent-shaped beautiful eyes appeared cunning.

"Fortunately, this girl took all the old man's earth-shrinking runes when she went out, otherwise she would have to suffer this time. ”

As she spoke, she also stretched out her white wrist and patted her chest and abdomen, which were not very plump, making a palpitation.

After that, the girl stared intently at the center of the battle that was enough to be turned into a death zone, and muttered softly: "Are the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect so violent? ”

"This time, that Criminal Law Hall Master Wu Mo should have braided his hair, Xiao Xuzi's senior brother and senior sister combined this blow is enough to pose a fatal threat to the Void Breaking Power. ”

As the girl's voice fell, her body suddenly stiffened.

Lian looked at the center of the battle, and couldn't help frowning, as if she saw something that made her feel tricky.

"You don't have braids?" a grunt grunt came out of the girl's mouth.

His gaze moved to the center of the blow that Fang had just left and Duanmu Rong had struck with all his might.

The aftermath of the energy faded, and Wu Mo was half-crouched in the void in disarray, blood constantly dripping from his white black robe, which had been dyed red.

At the place of his heart, a bloody hole almost the size of a fist appeared.

In the blood hole, there is still a faint sharp aura of silver and bright color.

From the outside world, Wu Mo's broken heart can even be clearly seen.

With such a tragic injury from a broken heart, the Dharma Body Realm cultivator was afraid that he would die on the spot.

But the vitality of the power of breaking the void can no longer be reasoned with, Wu Mo actually supported his body and slowly stood up.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The voice that suppressed the crazy killing intent jumped out of Wu Mo's bloodstained mouth.

His eyes were already red.

As a powerhouse who broke the void, it was a shame for Wu Mo to be injured so badly by two juniors who were less than a void breaker.

Performing a trick of Blood Floating Slaughter is also quite a big drain on Duanmu Rong, and now the killing body has been lifted by itself.

"It's really hard to kill. Duanmu Rong, whose face was slightly pale, glanced at Wu Mo fiercely, and then grinned, wanting to take a step forward.

A palm that was as white as jade suddenly stretched out from the side and stopped Duanmu Rong's figure.

"Senior brother?" the latter frowned slightly, and his eyes looked at the departure that was blocking him with a slight suspicion.

"You've reached your limit, let me do it. The eyes hidden under the white mask gently glanced at Duanmu Rong's bloodless face, and said lightly: "Look at me, I finished him." ”

"Okay!" With absolute trust in Li, Duanmu Rong nodded obediently.

Immediately, without hesitation, he stepped back and left the battlefield to Lihe Wumo.

Wu Mo was already injured and violent, and he was even more ferocious when he heard the conversation with Duanmu Rong who despised him so much.

Holding the own natal flying sword, the sword in the sky turned into a pale yellow streamer.

"Die!"

The flying sword crosses the sky, shining with yellow brilliance.

Thousands of flying sword phantoms accompanied Wu Mo's movements, all of them appeared, and flew towards Ruthless.

Before the sword arrived, the surging sword momentum had already frozen Li's whole body in place.

If you change to an ordinary half-step, now I'm afraid it's hard to even move.

Obviously not ordinary people.

What's more, with the blessing of that mysterious white mask, today's detachment is not inferior to the power of breaking the void.

"Fight, fight, fight!" The spear in his hand roared wildly from the sky, and the battle intent that broke through the sky fell with his three battle words.

Boom!!!

An extremely sharp aura rushed out of his body, like a piercing sword.

The sword momentum that froze his figure was immediately exploded.

"Lifeless !!" The deep voice floated faintly in the void.

The gun then shook, and resolutely rushed into the space filled with flying swords.

Separated from the human gun, the speed was so fast that there was only a silver track left where he passed.

The tens of thousands of flying swords conjured up by the Sky Sword were as fragile as paper paste in that streamer.

Smack!

Densely packed like a flying sword barrier, the thousands of flying sword phantoms in the road ahead were cut off, and a crack was torn out by the streamer from the incarnation.

With a momentum like a bamboo, he penetrated the flying sword blockade and attacked Wu Mo.

The latter didn't even have time to be shocked, and the streamer that was so fast that his pupils shrunk had already flown in front of his eyes.

Poof!

The brilliance ran through his body.

Flesh and bones were thrown away, and a terrifying blood hole was stunned and imprinted on Wu Mo's body.

At the same time, the silver streamer came to a standstill less than ten feet behind Wu Mo after penetrating Wu Mo's body.

Li's figure stood as straight as a spear, without looking back.

That blood hole almost spread to most of Wu Mo's chest and abdomen, and all the internal organs were crushed under that shot.

Such an injury and a great power will surely die.

"How is it possible......" The pupils gradually dilated, and Wu Mo glanced at the empty chest with dull eyes, and let out an unbelievable snort.

He actually died at the hands of a half-step broken teenager.

The battle is over.

The delicate girl on the edge of the battlefield stretched out her tongue and licked her lips in surprise, looked at the back of the young man who ended Wu Mo's life, and muttered: "My God, there is still a magic weapon in the Cangrui Domain that forcibly elevates the monk from a half-step void breaker to a void breaker?

With the girl's eyesight, she can see at a glance that Li is relying on the power of magic weapons to cultivate from half-step to break the void and improve the word to break the void.

And that magic weapon is the white mask.

Compared with the girl's surprise at the mask, Duanmu Rong was more concerned about the shot that was stabbed.

"Lifeless!"

There was a rare look of worry on her cold face, she had seen Li use a lifeless gun.

The kind of shot that was stabbed at the cost of his own vitality once appeared in the Nangong family's arena, and at that time, he almost died.

And now Duanmu Rong is worried about this.

But a strange picture appeared between Li and Wu Mo at the moment when Duanmu Rong's worries rose.

The white liquid detached from Wu Mo's body on its own after Wu Mo's death, and then turned into a wriggling white sphere, covering Wu Mo's body in diameter.

The latter's uncooled corpse was encased in a white liquid.

Quack, quack, quack!

An even more terrifying scene appeared.

In the center, which was covered in white liquid, there was a series of sounds that made the scalp tingle.

The sound was similar to the sound of broken bones when someone was chewing on them.

Seems...... The white liquid was tasting Wu Mo's corpse.

"Ahh

Just halfway out.

The viscous liquid suddenly shot out hundreds of thin white lines, binding it.

Then under Duanmu Rong's pale gaze, he was forcibly pulled back into the white liquid.

Quack, quack, quack!

The sound of horror was heard again.

After about a cup of tea, the white liquid calmed down.

Then, like a well-fed beast, the white liquid slowly drifted away.

Expressionless, he didn't mean to dodge the white liquid, so he calmly threw it onto his body.

It then re-transforms into a mask and fits it to the latter's face.

After leaving the silent shot, the plundered vitality in his body, with the return of the white liquid, also miraculously reappeared in his body at this moment.

(End of chapter)