The strange scene of the blood-turning sword carrying the blood-turning array made Zhang Yan swallow his saliva and be stunned, plus the blood-turning sword was still faintly bloody, and the smell of blood and a stream of evil qi permeated him, which made him frightened.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the Killing Shadow Blade in his hand, there was no damage at all, and the power was not weakened, and the blood transformation array was destroyed so completely just now, it was not destroyed, and it could be repaired automatically.

"Restore the blood!" Luo Fenglou shouted out in a lost voice, his face pale and extremely ugly.

When Zhang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but think of the formation that his master had explained to him before that he could repair himself, he could constantly absorb the aura around him and repair it by himself, and it was difficult to break it, which was extremely tricky, and he secretly said in his heart.

"No wonder Song Xueshan has no fear of the medium-grade spiritual weapon in my hand, it turned out that he relied on this formation, and saw that my cultivation was not as good as his, and he wanted to use this to exhaust my mana. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan sneered in his heart, the strength of his mana is definitely not inferior to that of the other party, to exhaust his mana, where can it be so easy, but the other party's blood array is extremely tricky, he can't guarantee that he can resist it, the imperial envoy kills the shadow blade, the consumption of divine consciousness is quite serious, and it cannot be fought for a long time.

"The sword and the sword formation are one, this is not a simple formation composed of flying swords, but a special formation for the blessing of flying swords. At this juncture, Xu Yuanzi suddenly spoke up and said in surprise, "If you want to break this formation, you must first destroy the eye of this formation, otherwise you will only be consumed by life and death!"

Zhang Yan frowned, and quickly glanced at the blood sword that was re-sacrificed by Song Xueshan, the blood light of the flying sword was faintly filled with evil aura, with his current attainments in the formation, he still couldn't see the trajectory of the formation, let alone the array of eyes, and couldn't help but ask urgently: "Senior, where is that array of eyes?"

"The eye of this formation, in his dantian, with his cultivation, I think he has already begun to cultivate the flying sword. ”

Hearing Xu Yuanzi's words, Zhang Yan was surprised, he couldn't imagine that this blood-turning sword and blood-transforming array and dantian were connected into one, and the array was actually in the opponent's dantian, and this formation could still be arranged like this!

In the blink of an eye, Song Xueshan sacrificed the blood-turning sword again, this time the blood-turning sword was even more evil, and a stream of gray smoke-like evil qi rolled down, forming a palpitating and depressing aura around him.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan's face changed slightly, he didn't dare to delay, he took out the mutilated Soul Confusion Tower from the storage bag, sacrificed it, and injected mana into the pagoda, and the next moment, hundreds of Yin Souls with ethereal bodies and hideous faces babbled out of the Soul Confusion Tower, instantly forming an impermeable barrier-like magic circle, blocking him.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to despise the Blood Transformation Sword that had been blessed by the Blood Transformation Array, and with a dig of the storage bag in his hand, he took out a few magic weapons of various types, such as swords, axes and forks, injected a mana one by one to stimulate them, and then threw them towards the Blood Transformation Sword.

This series of magic weapons was thrown out, Zhang Yan did not stop, and before he could send out a breath, he raised the Shadow Killing Blade again, bypassing the blood sword of the person in front of him, and stabbed towards the dantian of Song Blood Mountain, like the black lightning sweeping through the wilderness.

Standing on the side, he vigilantly looked at Luo Fenglou around him, and watched Song Xueshan sacrifice the Blood Sword and send out such a great might, he was already worried, and he didn't know whether to retreat or continue to stay.

Now he was stunned by Zhang Yan's sudden pile of magic weapons, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, even if he was the first young master of the Luo family, he didn't have so many magic weapons around him.

Thinking of the young man who couldn't see the depth in front of him was so worthy, maybe there were unexpected hole cards, and the hundreds of creepy ghosts that flew out of the pagoda, he saw that he was faintly hairy in his heart, so far, he calmed down a little after a deep groan, and didn't think about retreating for the time being.

Song Xueshan on the opposite side also couldn't think of this, Zhang Yan sacrificed hundreds of yin souls and threw out a bunch of magic weapons, which also scared him, but when he saw that the yin soul didn't seem to have any threat of attack, the pagoda was incomplete, and a bunch of magic weapons were also miscellaneous, he was immediately relieved, and sacrificed a huge water-blue magic weapon shield in front of him, and then another water-blue spiritual power shield was blessed on his body, which was not enough, and the inner layer of defensive magic clothes on his body was drumming again, and he stopped.

In doing this, he also thought that Zhang Yan would definitely attack him with the spirit weapon of the imperial envoy, and after making layers of defense, he sacrificed the blood sword and slashed at Zhang Yan with all his heart.

The next moment, the Blood Transformation Sword blessed by the Blood Transformation Array, with a rolling evil qi, smashed down on the large array composed of hundreds of Yin Souls sacrificed by Zhang Yan, with a bang, the blood light burst out, and the evil qi in the sky dispersed towards the surrounding areas of the basin, leaving a broken image on the grass on the ground.

And the defensive formation formed by the Yin Soul in the Soul Confusion Tower in front of Zhang Yan did not collapse in the slightest, but the powerful impact still made him unable to bear it, and he flew backwards and slammed into a big tree.

Song Xueshan on the opposite side was not so comfortable, the aqua blue defensive magic weapon and spell shield in front of him were directly slashed by the Killing Shadow Blade, split in half, and the Killing Shadow Blade continued to cut down like a broken bamboo, and also destroyed the defensive magic clothes he was wearing closely, and the next moment, the whole person was stunned and flew out, and a bloody mouth opened in his chest.

At this time, the castration of the Killing Shadow Blade was exhausted, and Zhang Yan also recovered from the violent impact, and turned his hand back with a lightning turn to summon back the Killing Shadow Blade, followed by another pinch, and with a wave of his palm, a huge slap in mid-air instantly condensed, and with the sound of breaking the sky, he slammed down on Song Xueshan who was slashed by the Killing Shadow Blade on his back.

Green Spirit Palm!

Song Xueshan was cut to the ground, where was he relieved so quickly, the pain in his chest almost made him faint, not to mention that he had no strength left to summon back the blood sword, and he didn't even have the strength to get up and escape, when he saw the Qing Ling palm slapping down, it was too late to dodge, gritting his teeth and casting a spiritual light shield to protect his body, but in the blink of an eye, there was a direct bang, and his whole person was slapped more than ten zhang away by Qing Ling's palm, blood rain was falling, dust was flying, and the ground in place left an amazing crack, and the mountains and rocks next to him were shattered.

Seeing Song Xueshan being slapped away by a move and the huge destruction on the ground, Luo Fenglou on the side was already dumbfounded, this powerful attack spell, where can a monk in the Qi refining period cast it, even if it is some monks in the early stage of the foundation building period, the attack spell cast is not so powerful, and the monk who is only in the eighth layer of the Qi refining period in front of him actually has such a terrifying destructive power.

Of course, Zhang Yan didn't know the idea of Luo Fenglou on the edge of the road, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to it at all, at this moment, he was already seriously consumed by his divine sense, and his cultivation fell, and the imperial envoy was already very reluctant to use the Killing Shadow Blade, and it was impossible to control the Killing Shadow Blade to attack and kill, plus the mana consumption was also quite large, and he couldn't continue to use the Qingling Palm at such a distance.

Now that Song Xueshan was seriously injured, of course Zhang Yan would not miss the opportunity, and a little under his feet, he came to Song Xueshan's side with a dodge, picked up his fist and aimed it at the opponent's chest and smashed it down.

However, where would Song Xueshan sit still, the whole person endured the severe pain, turned over quickly, dodged Zhang Yan's blow, and then saw him take out a blood-red pill from the storage bag, the size of his thumb, and Zhang took it down.

After Song Xueshan took the pill, there was a change in his body in a blink of an eye, the wound on his chest was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole person was instantly full of vitality, and he stood up one by one.

"Qing Linggong, are you the remnant of Beiyuan Mountain?"

Song Xueshan was completely injured, suddenly raised his head, and screamed, obviously recognizing the characteristics of the Qingling Palm used by Zhang Yan, which originated from the Qingling Gong, the low-level martial arts of Beiyuan Mountain.

Zhang Yan's face was shocked, and his heart was shocked by the monstrous waves, he couldn't think of using a spell, and the other party saw his own origin, which made him break out in a cold sweat, if the news came out, then he was in a catastrophe, his eyes were cold, his hands were non-stop, and he used the spirit gathering technique, and the huge fist slammed towards Song Xueshan.

This time, Song Xueshan didn't hide, with a sarcastic sneer on his face, a pinching of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he re-controlled the blood-turning sword that fell on the side, stabbed at Zhang Yan's back, and then slammed his fist again, caught up, and said: "You can't retreat if you want to, see how I can smash you to pieces!"

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan was directly knocked out of the air by the other party this time, slid out of a long distance, and barely stabilized his body, his arm also came from a piercing sharp pain, faintly trembling, his arm was punched by the other party and turned over the flesh, blood fell, and his face finally changed instantly.

"It's the Blood Transformation Pill!"

Luo Fenglou's voice sounded at the right time, full of shock and horror.

This blood pill, he has heard of it, Song Xueshan once fought with a monk of the twelfth layer of the qi refining period, and when the last two of them were exhausted of mana, Song Xueshan relied on the blood pill to kill the other party with his fists, and this kind of pill was recorded in the Song family's set of blood meridians, after taking it, it can increase the strength and strength of his own body several times, and it can last for half an hour, which can be called against the sky!

However, the pill also has sequelae, that is, after the effect of the medicine dissipates, the person who takes it will become extremely weak within three days, and the amount of strength is no different from that of mortals.

Zhang Yan looked at Song Xueshan walking towards him with a grim face, but he didn't panic, he also thought of the pill taken by the other party, which should be a kind of pill that instantly heals injuries and improves his own strength, although he suffered a small loss, but he is not afraid at all, just because he is completely relying on the strength of his body, and he does not operate the bone forging skill at all.

The next moment, Zhang Yan's whole person suddenly disappeared in place like a gray lightning, and then there was a burst of explosion and the sound of breaking the sky.

"Bang!"

I couldn't see how Zhang Yan punched, Song Xueshan's whole person was knocked away, smashed to the ground, the dantian was shattered, the mana dissipated, and the blood-turning sword that was originally stabbed towards Zhang Yan buzzed, the formation disappeared, the blood light disappeared, the evil qi broke down, and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yan didn't stop, and then he dodged again, and came to Song Xueshan, the huge fist smashed into the opponent's chest, the sternum shattered, the internal organs shattered, and blood splashed everywhere, and Song Xueshan's whole person was beaten to death by two punches like this!

Zhang Yan looked back at the blood sword that fell to the ground with palpitations, if he had been a step slower just now and was slashed by this flying sword, he would have only hated on the spot.

If Song Xueshan didn't have this flying sword that blessed the blood transformation array, Zhang Yan would have deceived himself a long time ago, and he could kill the other party with his body, but the other party had layers of defense, plus this blood transformation sword, he didn't dare to take risks at all, and now looking at the bloody corpse lying on the ground, he was finally relieved.

"Is this still a Qi Refining Stage cultivator? Even a monk in the late Foundation Building Period doesn't have such a strong physique!"

Luo Fenglou, who was standing on the side, was already dumbfounded, his face was pale, there was a faint chill behind him, and his legs couldn't help but tremble slightly!