Seeing He Yunshi stunned, Zhang Yi just shook his head slightly, took a step back, and the blood arrow shot out, Zhang Yi's fingers connected the dots, sealed the blood, and walked in front of He Yunshi and said: "If you want to fight, you can fight, why make a fuss." ”

However, He Yunshi looked at the blood-dripping sword in her hand in a daze, her face was pale, and there was a trace of confusion on her delicate face.

Zhang Yi on the side, but he was also motionless, looking at He Yunshi, and at the same time, paying attention to the movements around him, the Blood Demon Sutra was running, absorbing the blood mist that filled the air.

"Why don't you hide?" He Yunshi muttered in a low voice, as if asking Zhang Yi and asking herself.

"To show that I don't hurt your heart. "The blood mist on Zhang Yi's body is thicker, and there are constantly blood beads condensing in his body, and Zhang Yi is also refining rapidly.

Looking at Zhang Yi shrouded in blood mist, He Yunshi's eyes were complicated, and then she snorted, turned around and left, looking for another opponent.

He Yunshi's performance made Zhang Yi smile, and then with a long roar, he jumped up and fell into the place where the corpses were everywhere, frantically absorbing the blood qi.

"Demon Sect Gangster, take your life!" With a coquettish shout, a figure appeared in front of Zhang Yi, stabbed out with a sword, it was a female disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect, Zhang Yi didn't want to fight with it, jumped up, and retreated.

This retreat fell into the disciples of other sects, and in an instant, the sword light was all over the place, enveloping Zhang Yi.

"Not good!" Zhang Yi exclaimed in his heart, the blood light flashed, the God Destroying Sword swung out, went around a circle, and a circle of blood light flew out, and at the same time, his feet slipped, dodging a sword behind him, and with a move, the blood and qi surged, and he fell in front of him.

"Those who want to hurt me will be killed!" A low cry made his blood stronger, almost penetrating the sky, soaring murderous aura, accompanied by fierce flashing eyes, like a demon god.

"Poof!" The person in front of him was directly pierced through the heart by the God Exterminating Sword, and a burst of blood mist surged, and then turned into a dried corpse, with no blood and qi all over his body.

"The four of you, are you going to return or not?" The tone was cold, like the Nine Demon Gods, cold to the bone marrow.

The four of them looked at each other with fear in their eyes, then looked at each other, shouted in unison, and pounced.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" The blood mist surged, enveloping Zhang Yi and the four people who pounced on him, and in a breathing time, the four dried corpses were thrown away, falling to the ground, falling to pieces, and falling all over the ground.

After killing five people, Zhang Yi's face was flushed, his eyes were blood-red, a fierce killing intent appeared on his body, and his cold eyes swept slowly, and everywhere his eyes went, everyone was like a man's back, and his heart was cold.

At this moment, there are already as many as three blood beads in Zhang Yi's body, and Zhang Yi's meridians are painful, and they are rapidly refined, but they are not as fast as they are absorbed.

"Ah!" With an angry roar, Zhang Yi was like a demon god, his black hair was dancing wildly, the blood in his eyes was even worse, and even, there was a little bit of cold lightning flashing, and the powerful momentum attracted the attention of many people.

They could feel the threat brought by Zhang Yi, which was far stronger than other ordinary disciples.

"Demon Sect Demon, are you still not ready to be caught?" shouted loudly, and countless attacks fell on Zhang Yi.

"Dang!" "Ding!" "Boom!"

A series of roars, the blood light was confused, Zhang Yi shouted angrily, six or seven people were afraid of the blood light on Zhang Yi's body and did not dare to approach, but Zhang Yi was unscrupulous, and for a while, he suppressed six people in momentum.

"Retreat, or die!" A sword forced the six people around him to retreat, and the cold voice appeared again, making the six people tremble and dare not step forward.

A gust of mountain wind blew, Zhang Yi's black hair was dancing wildly, there was no expression on his cold face, and his blood-red eyes were like a pool of deep water, and he didn't know what he thought.

Zhang Yi slanted to extinguish his gods, covered in blood mist, and for a while, no one dared to approach him.

"Demon, I'll slaughter you today!" With a loud shout, a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Sect stirred the long sword in his hand and swung it at Zhang Yi. The other five people also shouted loudly, suppressed the panic in their hearts, and surrounded them.

"Since you insist on finding a way to die, then no wonder me!" These were originally just ordinary disciples, and their cultivation was also in the realm of qi induction, far from being Zhang Yi's opponent, at this moment, Zhang Yi's body was surging with blood mist, like a blood-colored Shura, domineering and unmatched, and the momentum was monstrous, and it was difficult for the people around him to act.

"Hum!" A soft roar, a sword, there were six blood flashes, and then, the six people fell to the ground, Zhang Yi looked cold and arrogant, stepped down, and the earth seemed to tremble. Before coming to the six corpses, after a little hesitation, the blood mist shrouded in, and in a moment, six dry bodies were left on the ground.

The movements here, whether it is the Righteous Path Sect or the Demon Sect Heavenly Cult, are all frightened, and everyone regards Zhang Yi as a demon god, and no one dares to approach.

Zhang Yi was also happy and leisurely, walking, looking coldly at the fallen people one by one, and then passed by and absorbed the blood mist. While absorbing and refining, four blood beads have appeared in Zhang Yi's body, this is still the effect of Zhang Yi's efforts to refine, the surging true qi impact in his body makes him unbearable, but he can't show discomfort, cut off the absorption of blood qi, and frantically refine the blood beads in his body.

"When!" There was a loud bang, and a long sword flew down, followed by the angry shouts of the heavenly idle man.

"Heavenly Cult, I didn't expect you to be so scheming!"

Zhang Yi heard the sound, turned his head to look, and saw that the long sword in Tian Xianzi's hand fell off, and two people surrounded him, among the two, one of them was the elder of the Heavenly Cult who followed Song Xiuping, and the other person, Zhang Yi didn't know who it was, but seeing that he was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Heavenly Cult, he must have been hiding among the disciples earlier, and suddenly attacked and shot down the long sword in Tian Xianzi's hand.

"A sword is level, it's just that, without the long sword in your hand, what do I think you can take with the scale?"

"I didn't expect that the Phantom Twin Monsters of the Heavenly Cult would actually use such methods. Tian Xianzi didn't seem to care about the long sword in his hand falling off, but looked at the two people in front of him, with a resolute face, with a strong killing intent, boundless anger, almost burning the sky.

"Hehe, Tian Xianzi, today I will see what you are capable of. As he spoke, he saw that the phantom twin monsters appeared in their hands with a knife and a stick, looking at the idler provocatively.

"Do you really think that if I don't have a sword, I can't help you?" Tian Xianzi laughed slightly, and then spoke: "A grain of sand turns into a sword, I can open the ground, and a grass into a sword, I can cut the sky." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a flower stem fell into his hand, and in an instant, the glow was full of light, and the incomparable sword aura was pervasive, forcing back the people within a zhang around him.

The faces of the Phantom Twin Monsters changed drastically, and they retreated again and again, they felt that the sword qi of the Heavenly Idle Son could easily kill the two of them. One sword, with just one sword, they will be cut in half.

"Phantom Twin Monsters, today, you attack the Hundred Flowers Sect, then stay!" With an angry shout, a huge sword shadow appeared, surpassing a hundred zhang, with the power of destroying the world and destroying the sky, sweeping down, a sword, a cry and a ghost's howl, a sword, the world is bleak. The sword shadow passed, the corpses and bones were all over the ground, and there were hundreds of disciples of the Heavenly Cult who were shattered by the powerful sword intent.

"Tian Xianzi, I didn't expect you to have cultivated to the point where everything is a sword!" his voice was a little flustered, and even a little trembling. But in the face of Tian Xianzi's sword, the two of them were powerless to dodge, so they could only raise the weapons in their hands and try their best to resist them.

"!!Boom" roared, the knife was destroyed, the stick was broken, and the phantom twin monsters spurted blood and flew upside down, and the heavenly idle man stood proudly in the void, and the flower stem in his hand was not damaged at all.

"Even though I don't have a sword in my hand, I have a sword in my heart, and I can still make you die under the sword. "Proud of the world, the momentum of the universe, so that the phantom twin monsters are powerless to move, the two of them, designed for a long time, want to get rid of the idle man, but in the end, they also ended up with serious injuries.

The two of them did not answer, stretched out their hands and grabbed it, and the long sword flew in the distance, sweeping the phantom twin monsters with contempt.

Tian Xianzi's move means very clearly, I can also retrieve the sword, but I can still do it without a sword to kill you. Tian Xianzi's actions made the phantom twin monsters with gloomy faces turn pale in an instant.

Tian Xianzi walked forward with his sword, paced in front of the Phantom Twin Monsters, and the cold light flashed, swinging down at the throats of the two.

"Dang!" There was a soft sound, followed by a series of roars, and Tian Xianzi retreated again and again, and the long sword danced into a net, covering forward.

Beside Tian Xianzi, the black shadow turned, making it difficult to see who it was.

"Boom!" like the sound of the millstone falling, Tian Xianzi's feet froze, coughing up a mouthful of blood, the black shadow stopped, his eyes were hazy, like a hawk hunting food, two glows, looking at Tian Xianzi, the whole person, shrouded in black fog.

"It's you!" Tian Xianzi was shocked, his face was shocked, it seemed that the person in front of him made him a little uncalm.

"Excuse me, we meet again!" There was a strange laugh, and the visitor stretched out his hand and waved, and a gust of wind blew, sending the Phantom Twin Monsters out.

"You・・・・・・ aren't you already dead?"

The person who came did not answer, there was a strange laugh, and the black mist on his body rolled, obscuring the sky.

Tian Xianzi is in a stalemate with the comer, but his side is already a hell on earth.

The Ten Elders of Heavenly Evil, the Phantom Twin Monsters, stopped Hui Chan and Wuwei Daoren, Li Yichen and a few people, surrounded Qin Yao, although they could not be defeated, but they could block one or two, Song Xiuping helped each other in a roundabout way, so that the Hundred Flowers Sect suffered heavy losses.

The big battle was extremely fierce, and people kept falling, and in a moment, the advantage of the number of the Heavenly Cult was highlighted, and it steadily gained the upper hand, and the Hundred Flowers Sect was losing and retreating, showing a one-sided trend.

Zhang Yi refined the blood beads in his body, and cultivated to have stepped into the fourth layer of the Gathering Spirit, wandering the battlefield, absorbing the blood mist again.

"Heavenly Cult, you are all despicable villains, with a loud shout. Then there was a rapid sword roar, Zhang Yi was frightened, turned his head to look, and saw Qin Yao retreating again and again, his body was covered with scars, Song Xiuping carried a spear, like a dragon going to sea, and made a ruthless move, wanting to take Qin Yao's surname.

The Hundred Flowers Sect, the situation is not optimistic, with the strength of the Heavenly Cult appearing, it is only a matter of time before it wants to destroy it.

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