Bang!

In the depths of the Blood Refining Mansion, a terrifying sword intent slammed into the sky, and then a blazing sun burst into flames.

"That's the sun?"

"No, it's not the sun, it's a sword, a sword that radiates the light of the sun!"

This golden glow was so blazing that many people in the square were staring at each other, barely seeing that there was a sword hidden in the blazing golden ray.

Whoosh!

At the moment when this round of scorching sun rose, eight other scorching suns rose in the depths.

At this moment, Jiuyang ascended to heaven, surrounded by the nine rounds of the sun, a majestic figure stepped into the air, and he stepped out, as if stepping on the nine rounds of the sun, like a god like a demon, like a god.

"Creation-level artifact Jiuyang Dao Sword!"

The First Commander, who had been squinting at the eyes, opened his eyes suddenly, his gaze fell on the nine rounds of the sun, and he muttered a whisper in his mouth.

Sou!

The speed of the Blood Hate Heaven was extremely fast, and as if he was teleporting on the Nine Suns, he swept to the only seat on the ninth floor of the elevated highway in the eastern part of the square.

Then, Blood Hate Tian sat on the seat quite freely, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the Nine Yang Dao Sword that carried him to this place emitted the sound of nine sword sounds, and then the light converged, and was included in the sleeve robe by Blood Hate Tian.

Chen Feng's eyes burst out with a ray of essence, and with his eyesight, he keenly discovered that when this Blood Hate Heaven put away the Jiuyang Dao Sword, he secretly used an extremely powerful holy power, as if he had forcibly put the Jiuyang Dao Sword into his sleeve robe.

"It seems that what Fu Lao said should be right, this Jiuyang Dao Sword is indeed not this blood hatred, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have this kind of forcible behavior when he controls the Jiuyang Dao Sword at the same time. ”

Chen Feng secretly said in his heart, he knew that if Xiao Yu, who had the Jiuyang physique, could really forcibly control the Jiuyang Dao Sword, then it was really possible for this Blood Hate Heaven to directly lose such a big help.

Of course, Chen Feng is not in a hurry in this matter, the Blood Refining Square has gathered all the elites of the Blood Refining Mansion, wouldn't it be looking for death to do it at this moment?

And because the Blood Hate Heaven used the Jiuyang Dao Sword when he appeared, it can be said that it completely suppressed the countless martial artists present, and many of the martial artists showed awe.

"In the last battle, the seventh and eighth commanders were both fallen, and this seat is quite sad about this matter! However, the army cannot be left without a commander for a day, and the deceased is gone, so this seat has decided to choose two new commanders. ”

"Among the many generals in my Blue Blood County, there are many talented and terrifying people, and in this battle for commanders, I hope to be able to select suitable candidates to fill the vacancy of commanders. ”

Blood Hate Tian has a mediocre appearance, and there is a long scar on the right cheek, which looks quite hideous, at this moment, Blood Hate Tian stood up, and a thunderous voice came out, rumbling around him.

"So, now the battle for the commander begins, and Zang Feng has full authority to preside over it!"

Zang Feng bowed to the blood hatred sky, and then turned around, his eyes were cold, staring at the many generals on the edge of the square and said: "The benefits of becoming a commander, I think you all know very well." ”

As soon as these words came out, many of the generals around them nodded again and again, the commander not only has the power of millions of soldiers, but also has the qualifications to enter the Blood Refining Divine Pool to immerse, how can they not be impressed?

"There are a total of one hundred and eight generals in my Blood Refining Mansion, plus your helpers, that is, two hundred and sixteen people! The first level of this battle for dominance is very simple, that is, you can enter the 100-meter range of the Blood Ding after I sound ten blood tripods, otherwise you will be eliminated. ”

Zang Feng stood proudly, and immediately his right hand turned into a palm, and slammed into the body of the blood dingding.

Bang!

This sound was like thunder, booming and exploding, constantly echoing in everyone's ears, and at the same time, in the blood tripod, there was an extremely terrifying blood gushing out, and in this blood gas, it was mixed with terrifying resentment.

Bang bang bang!

After ringing the first sound of the Blood Ding, Zang Feng stepped on his right foot, his palm was like the wind, and he quickly blasted out three times in a row on the Blood Dingding's body.

The sound of the three tripods came out continuously, gathered together, layer upon layer, like a stacked wave, constantly piled up, constantly accumulated, and a heavenly coercion, surging out from the blood tripod and crushing the entire square.

The faces of the many generals at the edge of the square all became solemn, and they could already feel the pressure that was as if there was no one.

This square is full of thousands of zhang, standing in the center of the square, the blood tripod is also about 5,000 zhang away from the edge of the square, such a small distance, the pressure of the blood tripod is already so obvious.

If you step within 100 meters of the blood peak, then the coercion will probably increase by hundreds or thousands.

Moreover, this is just four knocks, it can exude such a coercion, if it is ten knocks, wouldn't the coercion be even more terrifying?

Before the generals could react, Na Zang Feng moved again, his right palm was extremely fast, and he struck twice in an instant, and two thunderous sounds suddenly exploded.

The terrifying coercion actually formed a huge storm within a hundred meters around the blood ding, and a stream of blood qi erupted, dyeing the 100-meter range into blood red, like a blood mist, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

If you look closely, the blood that lingers on the surface of the storm is constantly intertwined and conjured into strange humanoid faces, these faces look extremely painful, and their faces are hideous, these are the resentments in the blood.

Zang Feng's eyes were slightly condensed, and the black light on his body continued to flicker and entangle, like a wriggling python, and it was this black light that helped Zang Feng resist the erosion of the surrounding coercion and resentment.

And Zang Feng is worthy of being the master of the peak of the creator, in the midst of such a terrifying blood-colored storm, as steady as Mount Tai, immovable.

"Seventh, eighth!"

Zang Feng snorted coldly, and then sounded two times in a row, and at this moment, the crisp sound was no longer there, replaced by the sound of fear of the ghost crying wolf.

Hearing this for the first time, even those who are determined can't help but feel cold hairs on their backs, and they feel a kind of hair.

And the coercion on the edge of the square has also become more and more terrifying, and its coercion is at least dozens of times stronger than before.

However, after all, this place is on the edge of the square, and the One Hundred and Eight General and his helpers are not mediocre, so no one feels the slightest bit wrong.

And the elevated roads around the square have been set up with powerful prohibitions, although the coercion from the blood tripod and the sound of ghosts crying wolves are terrifying, but they are all intercepted by the prohibition, and the people in the position are not affected at all.

"Ninth tone!"

Zang Feng's indifferent voice came out again, and then he swung out his palm violently, bombarding the blood tripod, and in an instant, the sound of the ghost crying wolf howl seemed to expand several times, and it continued to resound in everyone's ears, as if someone was crying close at hand.

The range of the blood-colored storm suddenly expanded, deriving to hundreds of meters, and the coercion in that storm was already terrifying to the extreme, even Na Zangfeng's eyes shrunk, and he actually took two steps back.

"Tenth!"

Zang Feng took two steps forward, stood in front of the Blood Ding, and slowly raised his right hand, and immediately slammed into the Blood Ding.

Boom!

Qingyue's Ding sound sounded again, but the sound of Ding was instantly drowned out by the sound of ghosts crying wolf, and the Ding mouth erupted terrifying blood gas, and the blood-colored storm expanded again, reaching a range of kilometers.

If you look at it from a distance, such a terrifying and huge blood-colored storm is like Optimus Prime penetrating the sky and the earth, which is really an extremely spectacular scenery.

But if you look closely, you can see that in the bloody storm, countless resentments are mixed in the storm, and those resentments continue to transform into various faces, but these faces have one thing in common, that is, they all show painful looks.

After striking the tenth sound, Zang Feng's face changed slightly, and his right foot stepped on the ground, and he suddenly withdrew from the range of the blood-colored storm like a sharp sword.

Although with Zangfeng's strength, he was able to hold on to the Blood Storm, but he didn't intend to do so.

In his opinion, the tearing power of the Scarlet Storm was too terrifying, and he had to resist it with holy power inside, which was too much of a drain for him.

This time, he was only presiding over the battle of commanders, not participating in the battle of commanders.