The angel raised his mouth and sneered, under the sweep of this leg, the injuries brought to the blood slaughter must have been very serious, compared to the scratches of those bloody knives on his body, which were nothing at all.

After all, the blood slaughter was fatally hit back then, and Rao was recuperated and cared for after four years of disappearance, but it was impossible to return to the peak state of the year.

Similarly, the strength of Blood Slaughter's own body has not recovered, after all, not everyone is like Ye Junlang, who has been beaten by the mysterious Old Man Ye since he was a child, making his physical strength far beyond that of a strong man of the same level.

Blood Tu stabilized his body, his face was still unwavering, and his left hand holding the knife was still very steady, like a rock, not moving at all.

The remaining blood stains at the corners of his mouth indicated that he had been wounded, and the injuries were not light.

With his current physique, under the sweep of a king-level powerhouse like the Angel Disciple, he would definitely be hit hard.

It's just that Blood Slaughter has experienced too many battles, and he immediately controlled his chaotic aura, calmed his aura, and once again condensed his own spirit to the strongest state.

Blood Tu's face was sad and joyless, now he is a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, if he is at the peak of his strength back then, an opponent like the Angel Disciple, he can solve the battle within three swords.

The angels charged their strength and set off, their bodies were like electricity, as fast as the wind, and the whole person attacked and slaughtered again.

After the Blood Slaughter was wounded, the Angel Disciple also changed his playing style, he no longer blindly defended, but turned to attack, the blood-colored scythe in his hand swung rapidly, leaving a series of blood-colored afterimages in the void, and the force of each blow was powerful and heavy, all of which were shrouded in the Blood Massacre.

With a wave of his left hand and a flick of his wrist, the blood-colored long knife in his hand passed through the air, and the blood-colored knives appeared out of thin air like blood-colored lightning, and they attacked with the supreme momentum of killing everything.

In the eyes of others, Blood Tu Rao was injured, but his sword posture seemed to be unaffected.

In fact, Blood Slaughter knew that under the influence of his injuries, the speed of his sword, including the speed of knife fission, was a little slower, which looked inconspicuous, but in the battle against a strong person of the level of the Angel Disciple, it was extremely conspicuous, and the impact would be great.

The Angel Disciple was more calm when facing the Blood Slaughter's fission knife momentum, and he sensed that the power contained in the Blood Slaughter fission knife momentum was obviously a little weaker.

The angels attacked again and again, and the blood-colored sickle in his hand slashed through the air, and the shocking blood-colored edges cut upward, and the hook position of the sickle was even more like the blood knife in the hand of the card master blood slaughter again and again.

Obviously, the angels are still thinking of repeating their old tricks, and inflicting heavy casualties on the bloodshed in the same way as before.

Blood Slaughter was on guard, he avoided the bloody knife being stuck by the owner, and also avoided the angels from pulling him closer to use his fists and feet, but in this way, he inevitably fell into a passive situation, suppressed by the bloodthirsty scythe of the angels again and again.

A trace of cold murderous intent flashed in Blood Tu's eyes, being suppressed by the angels like this, he naturally felt a kind of shame, he suddenly forcibly urged his own breath, and the power of the secret realm surged, and then the blood knife in his hand also bloomed with a shocking blood light.

"Blood Knife Style!"

A low and hoarse voice sounded, as if it was a magic sound from hell, and the blood knife in the blood slaughter's hand was raised, and a bright sword burst out, and a knife momentum was like blood-colored lightning, and it passed through the sky.

This is a bloody knife that has evolved from a fission knife, and it specializes in slaughtering the strong.

Fast!

It's so fast!

The blood-colored sword that this sword momentum turned into was like a bloody bullet that shot out, and it instantly went straight to the heart of the angel disciple.

The angels' hearts were awe-inspiring, and there was a hint of danger.

The blood-colored scythe in his hand swung rapidly, forming a shield to protect him.

Bang!

However, this sword attack came to break the shield formed by the scythe in the angel's hand, and continued to attack and kill.

The angel's figure flickered, and he turned sideways and rushed forward, and the speed was also incredibly fast.

Sou!

In an instant, the figures of the angels and the bloodslaughter staggered.

At that moment, the blade slashed across the Angel's waist, and the Angel's elbow struck Bloodslaughter's body.

The two staggered figures immediately separated, and under the elbow of the angel disciple, the body staggered backwards, and the blood continued to leak from the mouth, and his own injuries became serious again.

The angel was still standing, he looked down at his waist, and on his waist, there was a knife cut that was close to four fingers deep, and the blood was constantly flowing, and he was almost cut off at the waist!

The angel took a deep breath, remembering that the amazing knife of the blood slaughter just now made him feel uneasy, if his strain had been a little slower, he would have died by now.

"Good knife, good knife move!" the angel couldn't help but speak, and continued, "If your right hand is still there, and you hold the knife in your right hand, I'm afraid that this knife will be enough to kill me! ”

"Now, it's time to send you to hell!"

The angel spoke, his body full of murderous intent, and his body spread, and he once again attacked and killed the bloodslaughter.

The blood knife in the blood slaughter's hand was raised again, and the two heavy blows of the angel did cause him a lot of injuries, and when he fought with the killing god, he was left with a permanent dark wound in his body, which has not completely healed.

If it weren't for the trouble of dark injuries, his strength would not have fallen so much, and the power of his secret realm would not have been so unsmooth when he used it.

The two heavy blows of the angel disciple were equivalent to the dark wound injury in his body, which is why he was so badly injured.

If it weren't for the dark wounds, it would be much better.

Even so, Blood Slaughter's knife-wielding hand was still very calm, without the slightest trembling, and the gaze in his eyes was still cold, and in the face of the angels rushing over, he once again faced the knife.

Even if he died in battle, he would not insult the bloody knife in his hand.

The moment he dies in battle, he will also stab the bloody knife in his hand into the opponent's heart!

Wow!

In Ye Junlang's body, there seemed to be a tidal noise.

In fact, it was the tide of power that he had condensed within himself that was striking the barrier of the Secret Realm Fivefold Realm.

Every impact would bring him a sharp pain.

But he still endured it, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he was still persistent, constantly stimulating his own Jiuyang qi and blood, constantly urging the power of his own power secret realm to sweep up, wanting to break through that layer of barriers in one go.

Click!

At this time, the corner of the solid barrier was broken away, and most of the barrier had been broken through, and it was only one step away from the real breakthrough.

"Blood slaughter, hold on, wait for me!"

Ye Junlang's eyes widened, he had been paying attention to the battle situation in the field, and he could also see that the blood slaughter was being suppressed by the angels, and he was worried about his life at any time.