Chapter 191: The Vicissitudes of War

. However, just when the angry sword of the **Lou Young Master was about to stab Zhao Zhen, Su Mei's figure suddenly flashed out from one side, blocking between the **Lou Young Master and Zhao Zhen, just in time to meet the fatal blow.

Time is like a sharp blade piercing the intestines, piercing the soul of another world, and Su Mei's delicate body that is constantly dripping blood is like a lonely boat in the sea, swaying in the wind. The sun is thin, and the blood stains half of the remnant sun, outlining the red clouds on the horizon with endless sorrow.

The blade penetrated the body, Su Mei's delicate face faintly revealed a trace of pain, and after taking a deep look at Zhao Scar, who was covered in blood at the moment, her body fell heavily to the ground.

The trembling ancient trees in the distance, the maple leaves falling all over the sky, one after another, scattered all over the sky, the dead leaves are like tears and rain, and the suffocating air seems to freeze in an instant. The breeze blew gently, blowing up Zhao Zhen's dirty hair, and also blowing up the unfazed heart, the moment the blade pierced Su Mei's body, Zhao Zhen's mouth suddenly let out a beast-like roar: "Su Mei!"

The blood-red electricity was accompanied by a cold bloody aura, and under the urging of the murderous intent in Zhao Zhen's heart, it rotated around the body at an extremely fast speed, and the powerful qi waves and energy tore apart the sturdy bodies of the remaining four ** floor guards in an instant.

At the same time, the young master of the **Lou used his fatal sword to Zhao Zhen, but because he was blocked by Su Mei with his body, the attack failed, and at the same time, the young master of the **Lou was a flash, and he once again held the black long sword and appeared in front of Zhao Zhen.

Feeling the approaching figure of the young master of the ** floor, the killing intent in Zhao Zhen's heart continued to hover in his soul, causing the blood in his whole body to burn. Yang Tian roared, Zhao Zhen frantically pulled out the iron ring sharp knife that the previous four ** floor guards stabbed into his body, and then his figure instantly turned into a blood-colored streamer, and rushed towards the young master of ** building.

With each step, the blood vessels of Zhao Zhen's limbs burst inch by inch, and as soon as the red blood overflowed, it was sucked into the soul heart again, turning into a more majestic soul power condensed on the arm, glowing with blood-colored brilliance.

The divine sense firmly locked on the young master of the ** building, Zhao Zhen's pale face showed a trace of coldness, and the fist of blood light picked up the strength of breaking through the air, and in an instant, he met the black long sword stabbed by the young master of the ** building.

"Boom!"

The overwhelming wave of qi accompanied by the ripples of devastating energy suddenly exploded between the two, and as soon as the black long sword of the young master of **Lou came into contact with Zhao Zhen's fist full of blood-colored electricity, the sword body trembled, and then a yin and yang containing the power of the soul and the blood evil qi turned into an electric snake, which instantly passed from Zhao Zhen's fist into the arm of the young master of **Lou, making the young master of **Lou unable to hold it and let the black long sword out of his palm.

With a frightened look, the body of the young master of **Lou was also shocked and flew out, until it hit an ancient tree with a withered vine disc, and then the ancient tree suddenly exploded, turning into a pile of broken wood and falling to the ground. The smoke and dust dissipated, and the embarrassed figure of the young master of the ** floor who was constantly bleeding slowly emerged.

With a punch, Zhao Zhen did not stop there, the scattered hair swept up without a storm, and his divine sense swept over the position of the young master of the ** building, and then the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body jumped high, and the fierce long legs mixed with dazzling blood-colored electric light smashed down angrily to the ** young master of the ** building below.

A look of horror appeared on his face, ** The young master of the building was almost about to scream, seeing the fatal blow of the angry Zhao Zhen, the young master of the ** building hurriedly took out a shield from the Qiankun bag and sacrificed it to Zhao Zhen.

At this moment, with the terrifying power of Zhao Zhen's blow, the ** young master of the building did not doubt at all that if this kick hit him, there would be nothing but death. However, after all, the young master of the ** building is also a wealthy person, naturally there are some good protective magic weapons, the shield offered to Zhao Zhen is a top-grade defensive magic weapon, after the early stage of the Mahayana ** Lou master refining, even if Zhao Zhen's strength is demonic, but the gap in the realm is difficult to make up, after the shield refined by the ** master of the early Mahayana building, Zhao Zhen with the current realm, it is impossible to destroy this magic weapon.

Thinking of this, the young master of the ** building was also a little relieved, however, just when the young master of the ** building secretly rejoiced, the shield of the top inferior grade that had just been sacrificed to Zhao Zhen made a dull loud noise, and then the divine consciousness of the young master of the ** building to control the shield was like being bombarded by a giant hammer, and almost stunned the young master of the ** floor directly, and the divine consciousness also lost contact with the shield immediately because of the heavy damage.

The top-grade shield did not have the master's divine sense control, and suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang", but after all, this thing has been refined by the masters in the early stage of Mahayana, and its solidity is far from being comparable to ordinary magic weapons, even if it loses contact with the master's divine consciousness and falls to the ground, it is still as bright as new without the slightest damage.

And the young master of the ** building, who controlled the shield to resist Zhao Zhen's attack, was obviously not so lucky. As a soul cultivator, Zhao Zhen's furious blow was a terrifying power that erupted through the combination of yin and yang electricity in his body and the bloody qi, and then through the soul heart. Even though the **Lou Young Master resisted this blow with the help of a powerful magic weapon, the divine consciousness that controlled the magic weapon suffered a huge blow, which made the **Lou Young Master's face suddenly become as pale as paper, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth again.

Facing the embarrassed young master of the ** building at the moment, Zhao Zhen's palm was full of electric light, and gradually condensed into a dazzling electric ball, rushing towards the young master of the ** building. However, just when Zhao Zhen was about to kill him, the young master of **Lou suddenly took out a black ball from his sleeve, and between the lightning and flint, the black ball instantly turned into a black light mask, covering Zhao Zhen in it.

Seeing this, the young master of **Lou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his figure flashed, and he fled frantically into the distance. A moment later, the black light shield that covered Zhao Zhen suddenly shattered, turning into countless fragments scattered all over the sky, and Zhao Zhen, whose face was crazy, slowly emerged.

The divine sense swept around and did not find the figure of the young master of the ** building, Zhao Zhen's qi and blood surging couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the overwhelming energy ripples spread to the surroundings like ocean waves, and the devastating momentum shook the ancient trees in all directions to the point that the wood was broken and the branches were broken, and the yellow maple leaves were also scattered and flying.

The fist that was constantly bleeding was clenched slightly, and Zhao Zhen's nails sank deep into the skin of his palm, and a mouthful of bright red blood overflowed again from the corner of his mouth. After a while, Zhao Zhen finally came back to his senses, and then his body flashed, flying towards Su Mei like an arrow, as if he wanted to recover the lost time and space, a hundred zhang distance, with a flick of his fingers, Zhao Zhen finally hugged Su Mei's body tightly, but when Zhao Zhen touched Su Mei's wound with his fingers that were constantly dripping blood, the delicate body in his arms gradually became cold, and suddenly Zhao Zhen let out a sad roar.