Feng Mingxuan looked at Demon Tian, his face was calm, and the blood in his hand was drawn out, and the same blood light spread. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut the 'blood' of drinking blood is much weaker than the blood of the Demon Heaven. But there is a kind of persistence in this!

This is the combination of drinking blood and Feng Mingxuan, the two are connected to each other, and the momentum revealed in the sword represents the will of Feng Mingxuan.

Although the blood light of the blood-drinking sword is weak, in that sword, the immortal will represents Feng Mingxuan. A kind of courage that does not retreat in the face of strength.

Feng Mingxuan glanced at the blood drinker, shook the sword slightly, and saw the blood drink sword make a sword sound. The entire sword body, the blood light suddenly surged. And Feng Mingxuan's figure was also at this moment, he moved suddenly, and stabbed at the demon sky with a sword.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Mo Tian's body moved, and he grabbed it out, directly grabbing the blood.

"Boy, the sword is good, lend me a look. Mo Tian sneered, and grasped it with one hand, the blood-drinking sword. A huge force came out, and the sword was about to be drawn.

Feng Mingxuan looked at it and snorted coldly: "If you want a sword, you will stay." When the words fell, Feng Mingxuan's wrist flipped, and the blood of the blood-drinking sword was full of blood, and a shocking sword sound came from the blood-drinking sword. At the same time, a sword qi drank blood from the sword body, scattered and separated.

Mo Tian was startled and quickly let go of his hand. And as soon as the Demon Heaven hand was released, countless sword qi in heaven and earth dispersed. Feng Mingxuan was unforgiving, his hand holding the sword trembled, and countless sword qi stabbed out in an instant.

As soon as the sword intent moved, all the sword qi formed a torrent of sword qi and hit the demon sky. Mo Tian looked at the hand that was as white as jade, and saw that the palm of the hand was a hand, and the wound healed quickly. Then I couldn't help but look at Feng Mingxuan more.

I couldn't help but be a little vigilant in my heart, looking at the torrent of sword qi that flew in. Mo Tian's body moved, and then his hands formed palms, and a palm burst out.

The blood qi of heaven and earth suddenly surged, and I saw that the sky behind the sky turned blood-colored in an instant. The sky was cloudy, and there were countless howls of terrible ghosts.

A terrifying wave of blood collided directly with the torrent of sword qi. An earth-shattering explosion rang out, and a torrent of energy rushed away. The monks who were watching the battle couldn't help but change their complexions, and they were anxious to retreat.

Fortunately, this torrent, when it hit the formation shield, was blocked instantly, and did not reveal a trace of energy. The monks watching the battle outside couldn't help but take a breath as they watched.

Although the energy was blocked by the formation shield, the moment the red blood wave collided with the torrent of sword qi. But they felt that the heavens and the earth were shaking. The earth-shattering roar is like a heavenly punishment!

At this moment, the space of the ring has become a blood-colored world, and everything is wrapped in terrifying energy. Ordinary monks. It's completely impossible to see what's going on inside.

Even among the powerhouses of the Double Heaven Realm, only the late stage of the Double Heaven Realm, and the mid-stage masters with good talents, can clearly see the battle between Feng Mingxuan and Demon Heaven in the ring.

Jiang Tianfeng's eyes fell on the ring, and he couldn't help but be nervous. At this moment, Feng Mingxuan's sword intent had been issued, but the Demon Heaven was easily resisted. Looking at Motian and the smile on his face, Jiang Tianfeng couldn't help but worry for a while!

"Blood devouring the sky", Mo Tian shouted angrily, and a palm print with endless blood light flew directly towards Feng Mingxuan.

Feng Mingxuan looked at the palm prints flying in, his face changed slightly, and he shouted coldly in his mouth, "Ten Thousand Swords Style." ”

The aura of heaven and earth flipped up, and the sound of swords came from the ring. The entire Nine Heavens Sword Sect Main Peak couldn't help but be surrounded by the sound of swords for a while.

Qing Xuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he looked at it, looking at the smile on Feng Mingxuan's face getting thicker and thicker, Feng Mingxuan was young, and his sword intent was strong. This sword alone cannot be compared with those who have been refining swords for hundreds of years.

Qing Xuan thought about Feng Mingxuan, with this sword, he could compare to the Six Sword Elders of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect. And the Six Swords Elder, that is definitely a master of killing any realm of the Twin Heavens Realm in seconds. Plus that realm sword intent!

Qing Xuan said: "This kid really has the ability to kill the three-day realm. However, the palm of this demon sky is not weak, I don't know if this kid's sword can resist it. ”

Qing Xuan's mind turned, and then his eyes looked at the ring, and his spirit couldn't help but concentrate at this moment. Feng Mingxuan's battle can completely allow Qing Xuan to watch attentively!

Ten thousand long swords, covering the entire ring. The powerhouses of the Twin Heavens Realm who were able to watch the competition in the ring from outside couldn't help but open their mouths wide in surprise. They finally understood why the original Chu domineering 'Ten Thousand Swords in One' would finally devour the Lord yesterday!

Chu's domineering ten thousand swords are one, compared with Feng Mingxuan's ten thousand swords, although the moves are the same. But the attack power is different from the mud. If it is said that Feng Mingxuan's ten thousand sword style is the emperor of the sword. That Chu domineering ten thousand swords are one, at most he is a beggar who knows swords!

Ten thousand swords covered the ring, the hilt was bloody! Under the swing of Feng Mingxuan's sword, all the sword qi rushed towards the palm of the Demon Heaven.

The sword qi passed through the blood palm, and at this moment, everyone's complexion couldn't help but change, and their faces showed a look of surprise! Because the ten thousand swords really passed through the blood palm, they didn't hurt it at all!

"Boom", there was an explosion, and the whole ring couldn't help shaking. Feng Mingxuan's ten thousand swords, all bombarded, on top of the ring.

This sword is in vain!

"What's going on?"

"That palm, ten thousand swords, did not cause a trace of harm to him. My God, is this still attack immunity?" said a master in the late stage of the Twin Heavens Realm, shocked

Jiang Tianfeng's face also became ugly, he didn't care, this sword failed. What Jiang Tianfeng cared about now was that the blood palm print that had been pierced by ten thousand swords and had not been wiped out was flying towards Feng Mingxuan.

At this time, Jiang Tianfeng's face was ugly and he wanted to kill. Feng Mingxuan launched the Ten Thousand Swords Formation just now, and now he has no time at all, and he can dodge this palm!

Beside Jiang Tianfeng, Tianhuo Bai Xiaoyou couldn't help but look ugly when he looked at it, and he was worried about Feng Mingxuan's safety. Qian Duoduo, Lehi, although he couldn't see the battle picture inside. But it can also be understood that Feng Mingxuan is in danger.

Especially just now, that earth-shattering explosion made Qian Duoduo and Li Hai feel shocked in their hearts, afraid that Feng Mingxuan would fall today!

Qing Xuan also noticed this, and Feng Mingxuan's performance made him like it very much. I already have a plan to accept apprentices in my heart, and now I don't want Feng Mingxuan to die.

But at this time, Rao was not able to save Feng Mingxuan with his strength in the middle of the three-day realm.

In front of the main hall of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect, on the thousand-step platform, the faces of the Stygian Wind and Wuji were not good. At this time, only by relying on Feng Mingxuan himself, no one can save him, there is too little time!

Feng Mingxuan looked at the flying blood palm, his face was ugly, and he watched as Mo Tian stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips with a smile on his face. Feng Mingxuan couldn't help but feel that this was the smile of death. And this palm is the Scythe of Death!

But at this time, when he drank blood, he automatically trembled. Then the sword light suddenly increased, turning into a pillar of light.

Feng Mingxuan looked at the hand holding the sword of the Blood Drinking Sword, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked. "Do you want me to insist, drink blood?"

"Buzzing", the body of the blood-drinking sword shook, and the light was even thicker.

"Okay", Feng Mingxuan looked at the flying bloody palm, with some determination in his eyes. As soon as his body moved, he held the sword in both hands and slashed down with a sword.

The people watching the battle all around were silent at this moment. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Feng Mingxuan's sword!

The blood-drinking sword sword qi soared into the sky, the sword wind gusted, and all the nothingness and energy around it were all blown away, leaving a vacuum!

The sword palms met, and an explosion rang out. The surrounding void exploded with a bang, and Feng Mingxuan was full of long hair, urging with the wind. The powerful energy compression, and the energy wind blew away, making his face change!

But at this moment, in his eyes, it was difficult to hide the surprise. He was about to frighten this sword, and the sword of drinking blood was scattered, and the huge blood palm print.

The terrifying wave of qi directly opened Feng Mingxuan, making him spit out a mouthful of blood. However, at this time, Feng Mingxuan had a smile on his face. This sword, splitting the bloody palm, he can be regarded as surviving!

But at this time, Feng Mingxuan's split palm prints, the blood-colored aura that turned into them, suddenly gathered violently, and finally condensed into the figure of Demon Tian. Looking at Feng Mingxuan with a smile on his face, Mo Tian's figure moved, the corners of his mouth also had a smile, and at the same time, he slashed at Feng Mingxuan with a very fast palm!

Feng Mingxuan's heart jumped, he wanted to resist, but how could he have a chance. The palm of the Demon Heaven is the Heavenly King, and he can't save Feng Mingxuan!

The distance between them is too close, and Feng Mingxuan, who split the bloody palm just now, although he picked up a life, but the five internal organs are also seriously damaged. Originally, he was ready to shout out to admit defeat. But in less than a second, Motian had already arrived in front of him and slapped it with one palm.

"Xiao Xuan", Jiang Tianfeng's face was ugly, and he shouted loudly.

Qing Xuan took a deep breath, and then shook his head with a gloomy face, he didn't expect it to be so dramatic!