Although it is a demon crocodile phantom, its lethality is also huge, just when Liao Dazhong and Sima Wuxin and others were proud, Xuanyuan Chongchu and others were stunned, Murong Xiu in the mouth of the demon crocodile suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, Liao Dazhong's screams were heard.

The demon crocodile couldn't hurt Murong Xiu, her soul out of her body was incomparably fast, far from being something that a master of the same realm could deal with.

Yuechan had also discovered Liao Dazhong's strangeness, she came behind Liao Dazhong unconsciously, the two swords in her hands trembled and resonated, and suddenly condensed into one, breaking through his solid Gangqi armor defense like lightning, and stabbing into Liao Dazhong's heart, the combined force of these two hit a fierce and abnormal, the long sword penetrated Liao Dazhong's body, and nailed him into the stone ground.

Liao Dazhong screamed miserably, looking at Murong Xiu who was still standing a few feet away in horror, he really didn't understand how the little woodcutter's sword penetrated his heart?

The people watching the battle on both sides also looked incredible, this young man was clearly in front of Liao Dazhong, how could the sword stab so vigorously to nail Liao Dazhong to the ground? What kind of martial arts and strength can this be achieved?

Murong Xiu saw that Liao Dazhong was restrained, but he did not relax and slacken, on the contrary, his expression was more solemn, because Yuechan told her that the shadow of the blood demon was found on Liao Dazhong's body, which is why Liao Dazhong's skill can continue to grow, the blood demon lives by devouring the blood of the martial artist, burning the martial artist's natal true fire, thus releasing a multiplied powerful spiritual power, once it is burned out, the martial artist will die suddenly, and the blood demon's skill will also go to the next level.

But Liao Dazhong didn't feel anything unusual during the whole process, he always thought that it was the blood demon who was helping him fight, so his skills could be exerted beyond the norm.

He was not suspicious of Sima Wuyi's tactics, but once he was possessed by the blood demon, he would fall into a situation from which he could not help himself and could not extricate himself.

Therefore, the sword of the Twin Demons did not kill Liao Dazhong, on the contrary, it relieved him of his danger.

With Liao Dazhong's scream, another even more poignant strange cry suddenly sounded, and a bloody phantom jumped from Liao Dazhong's body, and soon appeared in its original form, which was a bloody blood slave.

Blood slaves, about the size of a human body, are like humans who have been skinned alive, but they are mutant creatures, bloodthirsty and cruel, with hideous faces, full of fangs exposed, protruding eyes, and flashing with a faint cold light like jackals.

The sword of the double demon was stabbing the blood slave at the vital point, forcing him to leave Liao Dazhong's body, showing his original form, and Liao Dazhong's face was already like ashes at this time, his blood had been devoured by the blood slave, and his whole body was extremely weak, he stared at Sima Wuxin angrily, and just wanted to scold: "Sima Lao'er! You dare to lie to me!" but suddenly his whole body turned black, quickly shriveled, turned into a dry corpse, and fell straight down.

Both sides were greatly surprised by this change, Sima Wuxin was still a little worried, once Liao Dazhong told the truth, his personality and prestige in the eyes of the group of ambitions would be greatly reduced, but fortunately, Liao Dazhong was poisoned by the poison of the blood slave, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect that Sect Master Liao would use the power of the blood slave to improve his combat power, but he was devoured by the blood slave, this is really a pity!" Sima shook his head with a false sigh, and as soon as he raised his hand, a mysterious suction force was released from his palm, and the dead body of Liao Dazhong dozens of zhang away was instantly sucked by him.

"Send Sect Master Liao back to his hometown for a good burial! When I'm done dealing with the matter here, I'll go and worship Sect Master Liao in person," Sima Wuxin instructed a few of Liao Dazhong's disciples.

Several disciples of the Five Elements Sect left in tears, and they didn't want to avenge Liao Dazhong, because they knew that they were far from Murong Xiu's opponents, and if this little woodcutter killed them, it would be easier than killing an ant, not to mention, this was a fair duel between the two, and their master used such a disgraceful means, and as a result, he killed himself.

Hai Lang saw Murong Xiu's strength again, and couldn't help but worship him greatly.

Although Xuanyuan couldn't find Yuechan's existence, he was sure that Murong Xiu must have the help of gods, and this kind of attack was not the same as a clone.

But most people believe that Murong Xiu has an extremely powerful clone to fight together, so he can kill and damage the enemy from any incredible angle.

The blood slave was stabbed to the vital point and was about to flee, but he found that the Xuanguang Sword suddenly split into two handles, and the golden dragon struck a blow, cutting his head into the dust.

But what surprised Yuechan was that the headless body of the blood slave still rose into the air and drilled into the void, and the ugly and hideous head also flew up, as if he was going to find his master, this is too weird! The vitality of the blood slave can be so tenacious!

However, with a loud "boom", Murong Xiu smashed the head of the blood slave with a fist, and as soon as the head was shattered, the blood slave's body could no longer be sustained, and the "bang" exploded, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, and then turned into nothingness.

Yuechan took the sword and fused it into Murong Xiu's body again.

"Haha! Brother Sima! The people of your Nanzong are very weak! You can't win a fight with one of them, and there are still people who dare to challenge Ye Shaoxia? We are very busy, but we don't have time to play with you all the time. Regulus laughed again.

Murong Xiu's victory made him very happy, as if he himself had blown Sima Wuxin's head.

Although Xuanyuan reappeared on the surface, he still had some fears about the appearance of the blood slave in his heart, because the blood demon was just a legendary existence, in fact, he lived to be seventy or eighty years old, and he had never even seen the shadow of the blood demon, and he had only heard the master say that about two hundred years ago, the blood emperor wanted to climb the heavenly path and practice the yin evil divine skill, but he went mad and became a bloodthirsty and murderous blood demon body, and the martial arts were devastated, and a great catastrophe did not know how many people's lives were taken, and the blood emperor's skill quickly broke through the bottleneck in the continuous bloodthirsty killing, and almost wanted to reach the realm of the demon god。

Although the demon god cannot become a god, he can be the king and hegemon in the earth realm, as long as he is a martial artist in the earth realm who has not yet become a god, even the peak martial artist of the Imperial Spirit Realm Martial Emperor can't help him, not to mention that for thousands of years, no martial artist of this realm has appeared or existed at all.

As long as he sends a devouring blood seal, he can destroy a sect in the blink of an eye, and the essence and blood of tens of millions of people will be sucked up by him, at that time, the rivers and lakes are facing bloody rain and bloody wind every day, and people live in extreme fear, if this continues, it will not take a year and a half for human beings to be extinct in the hands of the Blood Emperor, and the Blood Demon Emperor has also turned many powerful human warriors into blood slaves for him to drive, and threatened to unify the martial arts and become the world of blood demons.