The moment the Blood Emperor Zhu Huangwei suppressed the sword storm, the blood-red long knife in Zhu Xuefeng's hand swung out again, and an illusory blood knife true spirit suddenly appeared behind him.

"Blood Shadow Knife Third Style, Blood King Slash!"

A breath of heaven-level spiritual skill bloomed on his body, and the illusory blood knife true spirit behind him instantly condensed, revealing the true spirit nature in the void.

"The Blood King was defeated to you, but today, you will die at its hands!"

Zhu Xuefeng's eyes turned blood-red, and the blood knife in his hand waved behind him, fusing with the true spirit of the blood knife behind him, red and bewitching, breathtaking.

At the same time, a wisp of law fell from the Blood Emperor Bead, blessed on the blood knife, surrounded by mystical runes, making the momentum on Zhu Xuefeng's body double in an instant.

The blood-red sword light shone in the sky, and a bloody aura spread out, making everyone who watched from a distance feel thrilled.

Under the blessing of the Blood Emperor Bead, the power of this Heavenly Rank Spirit Technique was almost completely exerted, and the True Spirit of the Blood Knife behind Zhu Xuefeng was extremely red, and even the wisps of Imperial Dao Yun around him could not suppress its momentum.

This knife fell, and in the Wanbao Building, some of the Spirit King powerhouses of the Tianyang Dynasty and the heads of the family all jumped with their eyelids.

"It's such a strong sword qi, I'm afraid this has the power of the late stage of the Spirit King Realm!" The powerful family head looked at the sword light and said in surprise.

"It seems that this sword storm is over, and under this sword, even the martial artists at the peak of the True Spirit Realm have to be hated!" The young warrior who was watching sighed.

In the face of this powerful sword, Jian Fengyun's face did not change, and the corners of his mouth moved lightly.

"Even with the blessing of the Emperor's Dao, you still haven't comprehended the true Blood Dao, and if you don't realize the Dao, your spiritual power will eventually run out!"

As he spoke, Jian Fengyun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and an illusory long sword suddenly condensed out.

"Blooddrop Sword!"

The moment the long sword was in hand, the aura on Jian Fengyun's body changed suddenly, and his eyes were filled with only indifferent murderous aura, but what the white clothes fluttered gave people was not calm, but a kind of bloody sea slaughter, murderous aura, at this moment, Jian Fengyun was like incarnating a killing god above the nine heavens, proud of the creatures in the world.

The illusory long sword, which has no substance, exudes a soul-stirring sword aura at this moment.

The wisps of the Imperial Dao Yun that fell all around, as if they were resonated, instantly became disordered, and the imperial power was no longer able to suppress the sword storm at this moment.

Zhu Xuefeng only felt that the spiritual power in his body was in chaos, and the Blood Emperor Bead was uncontrollable in an instant.

Finally, the forbidden disorder caused by the surrounding Imperial Dao Yun dispersed, and the aura in the battlefield gushed out.

The breath on the sword was released, and when he rushed into the Wanbao Tower, all the onlookers' bodies were cold at the same time, as if they had fallen into an infernal hell.

The long sword was raised lightly, and the bloody knife broke through the air.

A wisp of sword qi turned into a faint blood red at this moment, red but not bright, as if real blood was flowing in the sword.

Under this sword qi, the red sword qi of the blood knife actually had a tendency to dissolve, and the sword qi could not be condensed.

The Blood Emperor Bead is out of control, and the Blood Knife Qi is also out of control.

At this moment, he finally panicked, but it was too late.

That wisp of pale red sword qi broke through the red sword, and it was about to penetrate Zhu Xuefeng's heart in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the Black Fire Venerable on the side finally couldn't stand it, and with a wave of his hand, two Dao Demon Flames poured out of his hand, one burning towards the pale red sword qi, and the other attacking the sword wind and clouds.

"Stop!"

The demonic flames of the Lingzun Realm were accompanied by wisps of the law of death, and there seemed to be a resentful spirit and resentment in Liu Zhuang vaguely, which was soul-stirring and unsettling.

Jian Fengyun's face was calm, his figure leaned, and he took a step to the left, easily dodging the black ** flame that came from the attack, and at the same moment, a touch of sword yuan power in Jian Fengyun's hand shot towards the pale red sword qi not far away.

In the next breath, the pale red sword qi faced the black flame, and it unexpectedly dispersed in an instant, turning into a cloud of red blood that swept under the black flame.

"Young master, be careful!"

On Zhu Xuefeng's side, the Spirit King Realm Gu Lao seemed to sense something, the true spirit on his body appeared, and the spiritual power surged, turning into a blood-red spirit hand to grab the drop of blood.

However, in the next moment, the blood-red spirit hand had not yet fallen, and the blood had turned into a sword, directly piercing Zhu Xuefeng's subdued spiritual sea.

"Ah~!"

With a heart-rending scream, Zhu Xuefeng's spiritual power dissipated, and he knelt on his knees, bleeding from his abdomen.

"How ...... you Actually ruined my spiritual sea! ”

Zhu Xuefeng covered the wound under his abdomen with one hand, pointed at Jian Fengyun with the other trembling, and said with hatred and anger.

Linghai is the foundation of a martial artist and the foundation of martial arts, and the sword of Sword Fengyun is equivalent to breaking Zhu Xuefeng's martial arts path.

"My thirty years of cultivation—" Zhu Xuefeng screamed, trembling and crawling up, his body was dry and his breath was weak.

"Jian Fengyun, I'll fight with you-" After getting up, Zhu Xuefeng rushed towards Jian Fengyun like crazy.

But at this moment, he was like a terminally ill mortal, and his face trembled when he walked.

"Young master!" Gu Lao exclaimed in surprise, and instantly stepped forward to grab Zhu Xuefeng.

"You let me go, I'm going to kill him!" Zhu Xuefeng was like crazy, struggling desperately in the hands of the old man, his hair was scattered, and he opened his teeth and claws towards Jian Fengyun, wanting to pounce.

Cultivating martial arts for thirty years, for the sake of martial arts, almost all the hard work, however, I saw that the cultivation was completely ruined, for a martial artist, this is more painful than killing him, this is not to blame Zhu Xuefeng for being crazy.

Jian Fengyun stepped slightly, took a step back, and then glanced at him slowly, and said, "Those who stand in my way will be killed!" ”

Such a change shocked the people who were watching the battle not far away, just now Zhu Xuefeng controlled the Blood Emperor Bead, the momentum was monstrous, and the strength was comparable to that of the Spirit King, I am afraid that it is the ten martial artists of the Spirit Mansion Realm who join forces, and they are not necessarily Zhu Xuefeng's opponents, however, the next moment, Zhu Xuefeng has become a seriously injured waste man with no power to restrain the chicken! It's horrible.

At this time, even those elders of the great forces and the heads of the family couldn't help but look at the illusory long sword in Jian Fengyun's hand with fear, and they couldn't help but shudder when they saw the long sword that was spitting sharp sword light.

The Black Fire Venerable looked at Jian Fengyun with fear and anger, and said in a cold tone: "Blood Dao, I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend the law of the Great Dao at such a young age, you are really a genius!" ”

Comprehend the laws of the Great Dao!

All the Spirit King Realm martial artists watching the battle in the Wanbao Building were shocked.

If the Spirit King wants to break through the Spirit Venerable, he must comprehend the law of the Great Dao, but the Great Dao is invisible, if the talent is not enough, the general Spirit King will not be able to comprehend it at all, so the Spirit King Realm and the Spirit Venerable Realm are a big divide.

Countless Spirit Kings have been unable to break through the Spirit Venerable in their entire lives, just because they can't comprehend the laws of the Great Dao.

However, the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him actually comprehended the Great Dao of Blood in just the Spirit Mansion Realm, and as long as such a talent does not fall halfway, it must be a Spirit Venerable when he grows up.

"However, I'm going to kill your genius today!" The Black Fire Venerable glanced at the sword wind and clouds coldly, and the killing intent was surging.

In an instant, the aura of the Spirit Venerable Realm spread out, black flames rose up, and the screams of resentful spirits reverberated one after another.