Chapter 1681: Crisis

At this moment, the Fengshenxiu looks incomparably majestic, and his body is filled with purple lightning, which is many times stronger than before, and his cultivation has suddenly reached the five changes of the Heavenly Infant.

"Wind Protector!"

Seeing the visitor, the disciples of the Kyushu Sect were immediately overjoyed.

At the same time, there was also a faint rain of blood between the heavens and the earth, and the blood rain was like a blood-red sword, completely enveloping the surrounding sky.

And the blood mist turned into a sword again, and the whole world became a slaughterhouse.

All kinds of terrible screams came, heartbreaking.

From the blood rain, a figure also stepped in, needless to say, the person who came was Fang Rulong.

At this moment, he walked in the rain of blood, like a peerless Shura who had come out of hell.

Like Feng Shenxiu, his cultivation has also reached the Five Transformations of the Heavenly Infant.

"What are you still doing, just a few miscellaneous pieces, and it hasn't been solved for so long. Fang Rulong snorted, and was faintly dissatisfied.

When everyone heard this, they suddenly showed a trace of shame, and they became more and more domineering.

And the disciples of the Immortal Fu Sect were already so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they couldn't even help trembling slightly.

The members of the Xinghe Sect were no exception.

Especially Yu Yongqing, he didn't dare to move at this moment, because the long sword had been on his neck, and the fierce cold light on the sword body made him feel that he was so close to death for the first time.

"You...... Who are you?I'm a core disciple of the Galaxy Sect, how dare you ......come here?"

He forced himself to calm down and hurriedly carried him out of the sect, but his face was already extremely ugly.

Brush!

However, in response to him, a brilliant sword light flew up, and a great arm flew up.

The sword returned to its original position, as if it had not moved for more than half a minute from beginning to end, only Yu Yongqing's arm had disappeared.

Ahh

A heart-rending scream followed.

The faces of the crowd all changed drastically, and they retreated again and again, their eyes full of fear.

"I won't repeat my words a second time, say, why are you looking for our sect master, and what is your intention?" Feng Shenxiu's eyes were cold, like a god of death from the Nine Shadows, making him stare at it, and even his soul couldn't help but tremble.

Yu Yongqing grinned in pain, but he still hurriedly said: "I said I said ......."

He seemed extremely flustered, but there was a flash of resentment in the depths of his eyes.

"Die!"

Suddenly, his body was like an afterimage, not only getting rid of that sword, but also attacking towards Feng Shenxiu quickly.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" A trace of anger and some disdain surged in Feng Shenxiu's eyes.

As he spoke, a brilliant purple electric light also seemed to flash out of thin air, revealing an incomparable killing intent.

Not good!

Feeling this killing intent, Yu Yongqing's face changed drastically, and a breath of death instantly spread in his heart, and the power of this sword actually gave birth to a feeling of complete irresistibility.

This feeling can only happen when there is an extreme disparity in strength.

But in fact, the other party is obviously the same as himself, and he is also a natural baby......

"No ......"

Facing this sword, Yu Yongqing roared unwillingly, his eyes full of despair.

"Bold!"

Seeing that this sword was about to pass through his heart, at this moment, an angry shout suddenly came, like rolling thunder.

With this sound, a giant palm seemed to condense out of thin air, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze instantly, and the purple electric light seemed to be frozen, and it could no longer move forward.

Feng Shenxiu's face couldn't help but change, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

After staying in Nightmare Star for so long, he had already seen a lot of various powerhouses, and with his strength, almost all martial artists below the five changes of the Heavenly Infant could be easily defeated.

Even if the sky is six changes, the victory or defeat is between five and five.

And if he can make him almost unable to move with this giant palm alone, I'm afraid that Tianying Seven Changes can't do it, and the strength of the person can be imagined.

On the contrary, hearing this voice, Yu Yongqing was ecstatic, as if he had escaped death.

However, his joy did not last long.

Countless blood rains between heaven and earth instantly converged, turning into a shocking blood sword, slashing directly at that giant palm.

Bang!

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the blood sword burst inch by inch, but the giant palm was not damaged too much, it was a violent tremor.

But this moment, the bright purple light crossed again, a touch of red splashed, and Yu Yongqing's expression was also frozen, and the boss with his pupils wide open, full of disbelief and unwillingness.

Eventually, he slowly collapsed.

"Withdraw!" Almost at the same time as attacking the sword, Fang Rulong made a decision immediately.

The strength of the people who came was beyond imagination, and retreat was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

However......

"Bastard!" the previous voice was already thunderous, and the surrounding thunder was rolling, and countless energies were gathered, like the end of the world.

A majestic figure also came as fast as thunder, carrying monstrous anger.

Needless to say, that figure was none other than Zhou Wannian, the elder of the Galaxy Sect.

After confirming the target, Yu Yongqing had already notified him as soon as possible, and he also transmitted the news back to the Xinghe Sect as soon as possible.

Originally, he didn't rush here, but wanted to go to the base of the Kyushu Sect to see if the other party's sect master was there.

But don't want to......

"Okay, okay, very much! Kill my Xinghe Sect disciple in front of the old man, and the old man will crush you and scatter your ashes today. ”

"And the entire Kyushu Sect, let's go to the old man to accompany the funeral!"

Zhou Wannian was furious, as an elder of the Xinghe Sect, the supreme powerhouse of the Heavenly Infant Eight Transformations, he was unable to save his fellow disciples in the hands of two Heavenly Infant Five Transformations juniors, which made him feel a great shame, and the fierce light in his eyes was also great.

"Old horseman, when we are afraid that you will not succeed. ”

Although Feng Shenxiu's eyes were full of jealousy, he still did not retreat at all.

I saw him with a big hand, and countless runes swarmed out, and the four elephant arrays instantly condensed.

"After the liberation and the battle is broken, retreat!"

At the same time, Fang Rulong also shot together, and the blood and rain between heaven and earth poured out, turning into a line, and slashing towards Zhou Wannian.

"Do you want to go, don't think about yourself!" Zhou Wannian was furious, at this moment, how could he let everyone escape, I saw that as soon as his giant palm was raised, a big hand instantly enveloped the heavens and the earth, and the surroundings instantly froze, as if turning into a cage.

At this time, another figure also galloped over, it was Zhang Quanliang.

"Kill them, blood hatred for the disciples of the Galaxy River Sect. He shouted, a big smile in his eyes.

The surrounding Immortal Fu Sect disciples also rushed in an instant, and the scene suddenly took a sharp turn.

Originally, Zhou Wannian was no longer something that everyone could contend with, but now with Zhang Quanliang, it can be imagined.

As if she felt something, in the endless sky, a beautiful figure suddenly opened her eyes, and with a slight step under her feet, she disappeared into place out of thin air, and when she reappeared, it was already above the battlefield.

She shook her head slightly, and raised her fair palm, as if she was about to make a move.

But the next moment, her bright eyes looked somewhere in the void, a little excited, and a little incredulous.

Slowly, from the void, a white-haired figure strolled in.

(End of chapter)