The sword clanged. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xin Chasing Moon's sword became more and more violent, trapping the Glass Saint Son in the center.

"What a memory sword, I saw it today. ”

The body of the Prophet seemed to be virtual, and his body was full of unpredictable fluctuations, running in the sword light. Occasionally, a sword slash slashed at him, immediately passing through his body.

This is his mastery, the body of ice glass.

Once this skill is activated, the body will explode with a distorted aura, directing the opponent's attack elsewhere. React to the line of sight as if ignoring an attack.

The Glass Saint Son laughed sharply and slapped an ice glass palm.

Suddenly, the power of ice surged, causing everyone around them to feel a chill hit them.

On the other side, Yang Sanbai waved his hands continuously, and the silver hook shone brightly. Each blow pierces the void, as if to send the enemy into a cycle of life and death.

The Son of the Underworld threw a coherent punch, and the Netherworld True Qi turned into a substantial black mist, which swirled all around.

The silver light is like a sword, the black fog is like smoke, and the two sides are entangled.

"Tang Fengyue, you martial arts are righteous, are they all arrogant and arrogant people like you?" the Blood Saint Son licked his lips with a solemn expression.

Tang Fengyue smiled: "Are you arrogant and arrogant, you can ask the bald head behind you." ”

The bald head Ji Gu said angrily: "Okay, you puppy, last time it wasn't the worry-free seventh son of Raushzi, Lao Tzu had to slap your head." ”

On Yutai Peak, Ji Gu was entangled by the seven sons of Wuwu, and when he saw Tang Fengyue, he remembered his old hatred.

The bloody aroma was strong, and the Blood Saint Son was full of true qi, and he slapped towards Tang Fengyue with one palm.

Tang Fengyue slapped her face.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound, like a hammer hitting a wall, and both sides retreated.

The Blood Saint Son was congenitally re-cultivated, and squinted his eyes: "The internal force is a bit strong, and it doesn't seem to be all wasteful." ”

In an instant, with a flip of his palm, a blood cloud rose into the air and covered Tang Fengyue.

"Tang Shaoxia beware. ”

Seeing blood devouring palms again, everyone screamed and reminded.

The old man of Qingyin Pavilion, the knife language, and Fu Hu's eyes widened.

Tang Fengyue ran the Amethyst True Qi, and after blessing a trace of innate True Qi, his strength surged, and he slapped a Fire Cloud Palm that had not been used for a long time.

Rumble!

The fire cloud was immediately covered by the blood cloud, and the blood cloud was churning, and a trace of blood qi was entangled towards Tang Fengyue.

The Blood Saint laughed.

"It's over. ”

The old man of Qingyin Pavilion muttered.

"No, it's a phantom. ”

Suddenly, a person pointed at Tang Fengyue, and the figure quickly became illusory, and was finally blown away by the wind.

Everyone was stunned, but shocked. Tang Fengyue's body movement was so fast that it deceived their eyes.

"Your palm skills are not very powerful. ”

Tang Fengyue appeared on the right side of the Blood Saint Son and looked at him coldly.

"It's not awesome, you'll find out soon. ”

The Blood Saint Son licked his lips and stormed.

In the face of people who vainly tried to hurt her sister, Tang Fengyue naturally would not show mercy. The Amethyst True Qi and the Supreme Yin True Qi in his body were running at the same time, and the two True Qi were surging in the meridians, making his whole body extremely terrifying.

His roots were basically extremely solid, and after being nourished by a trace of innate true qi, two strands of true qi surged out angrily, bursting out with amazing might.

The blood cloud was scattered by Tang Fengyue's palm, and he couldn't even get close.

"Hehe, does this work?"

The Blood Saint Son had a smile on his face.

The next moment, the blood cloud that was dispersed exploded, and a trace of blood-colored true qi stained Tang Fengyue's body.

"Idiot. ”

Tang Fengyue suddenly said. The second urging of the body of the war demon was activated, and the Yin True Qi was running at full strength, and in an instant, the power of Yin and Cold solidified the blood-colored True Qi.

There was a shock, and the blood-colored true qi exploded.

"Awesome. ”

Seeing that the bloody palm was broken, everyone applauded in unison.

The Blood Saint Son sneered: "You are worthy of my use of five successful powers. ”

The red shadow flashed, and his five fingers became claws, glowing with a scarlet light, and he struggled to grab Tang Fengyue.

Before the move was approaching, Tang Fengyue already felt the slightest trick approaching. The blood claws gave him the feeling of invincibility, as if they could tear him apart.

With both hands stretched, Tang Fengyue's body was soft.

Too soft eight methods.

Laugh at.

The blood claw was really sharp enough, and it tore Rou Li out of a big hole. However, the eight methods of too soft are born from the too soft formula, and the stamina is endless. Coupled with Tang Fengyue's internal strength, he quickly filled the gap.

But the Blood Claw is just the first move of the Blood Saint Son, to be exact, a plan to confuse the enemy.

I saw a flash of blood light in the palm of the Blood Saint Son's hand, and a red light suddenly ****, penetrating the soft defense in an instant.

The Blood Saint Son said coldly: "You should feel honored to die under my Blood Light Diamond. ”

The speed of the Blood Light Drill was extremely fast, and at this time, Tang Fengyue and the Blood Saint Son were only one meter apart. The sudden change put him in crisis.

"Be careful!"

"Flash!"

The crowd screamed.

Seeing that it was too late, Tang Fengyue smiled coldly, the wind was blowing under her feet, and she took a dancing step, but she was caught off guard and avoided the desperate kill.

Flying Heaven Gate body method, nine lives and one death step.

Tang Fengyue's mental power was fully opened, and he had already sensed that the Blood Saint Son had other plans, so he was not panicked.

Just as he dodged the attack, a charged palm in his hand was already slapped towards the Blood Saint Son.

Bang!

The Void Tremors.

Tang Fengyue's blow immediately caused the Blood Saint Son to shake and retreat.

However, this is just the beginning.

Tang Fengyue's next series of attacks finally let the Blood Saint Son and everyone present know how terrifying his hidden strength was.

The feet are sick, and the figure is like the wind.

The Sky Resists the Wind.

Under Tang Fengyue's full urging, there was even a small gust of wind along the way.

As soon as the Blood Saint Son was shaken back, the figure in front of him was already rushing towards him. He didn't have time to gather all his strength, and he was shaken back four or five steps.

The next moment, a series of green mangs shot out, forcing the Blood Saint Son to be embarrassed.

Tang Fengyue created his own secret weapon and snatched the soul leaf.

After the Soul Snatcher Leaf, Tang Fengyue's body was covered with fire clouds, and his breath burst out like magma. As he pushed it out, the sky was filled with countless flames.

Fire Cloud Palm.

The Blood Saint Son's true qi exploded to the limit, and he rushed out with a bloody light diamond.

Tang Fengyue did not retreat but advanced, and his momentum soared again with the forward rush, and he stabbed out with one arm.

With the arm as a gun, thunder style.

"Break it for me!"

The Blood Saint Son struck angrily and blocked the shot. However, he soon discovered that the shot was a cover.

Tang Fengyue's eyes were cold, and her arm stabbed nine times in a row, all of which hit the same position in front of her.

Embroidery needles.

A hidden power like a mountain torrent suddenly surged away, and the Blood Saint Son, who was caught off guard, was shocked back again, and a flush surged on his face.

As soon as he stood still, Tang Fengyue, who was running nine lives and one death step, was already behind him.

"You're too far behind. ”

The Blood Saint Son turned his head suddenly, his pupils shrank, and a full force of blood devouring palm accompanied by an earth-shattering roar slapped out fiercely.

It was his full blow.

Tang Fengyue was already waiting here. The body of the war demon was fully opened, and the Yin True Qi was running, and there was a terrifying whirling energy, secretly blending into the True Qi.

There is no maximum.

Rumble!

The palms were struck, and the true qi of the Yin was so great that it was urged by the Infinite Law, and suddenly with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, a brain poured into the body of the Blood Holy Son.

At the same time, Tang Fengyue's strong palm power actually shattered the bones of the Blood Saint Son's arm, and a piece of white bone stubble pierced out of the flesh.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, the Blood Saint Son's eyes turned red with pain.

Tang Fengyue ran the Eight Methods of Tairou to pull the Blood Saint Son back, and even cast a heavy hand, beating him like a lost dog, vomiting blood again and again, and finally even vomiting out pieces of his liver.

The crowd was shocked.

This disparity in results deeply shocked everyone.

The strength of the Blood Saint Son is obvious to all, and even the Fu Hu of Qingyin Pavilion is not his opponent. But in Tang Fengyue's hands, he was so vulnerable that he was beaten and powerless.

You must know that Tang Fengyue is a famous spear genius. But he didn't even use a gun!

"Yutai Peak, you have actually made progress again. ”

Fu Hu's eyes were stunned. Tang Fengyue's speed of progress really shocked him.

On the side, the knife language was also silent. However, the confused expression on his face gradually faded, and he regained a fighting spirit.

"I said I was going to break your mouth, and I was going to do it. ”

Tang Fengyue stood in the middle of the field, his face was indifferent, holding the Blood Saint Son in his hand, and a series of wild fans immediately whipped him to the point that his face was swollen and his teeth were shattered.

"Take, (your) ......"

The Blood Saint Son couldn't say a complete sentence, and his eyes were extremely resentful.

Tang Fengyue frowned, and then made a heavy hand.

"Enough!"

At this moment, an incomparably terrifying aura poured out from Evil Kun's body, overpowering Tang Fengyue.

For a moment, Tang Fengyue's hands and feet were cold and unable to move.

"Isn't it ashamed to bully the small with the big?"

Fortunately, a stick shot quickly blocked this momentum.

"Smoke and rain shoes with a stick, you are re-involved in the red dust, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble from now on?"

Evil Kun's black robe fluttered, and his tone was cold.

A stick smiled straight away: "Wealth is in the sky, life and death have fate." But you old thing, you have lived for hundreds of years, why don't you die? ”

Two majestic momentum surged out from the two super masters, snorting in mid-air.

"A stick, you are a junior, dare to provoke the old man. ”

"Evil Kun old horseman, you need to know that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. ”

Between the confrontation between the two masters, Tang Fengyue flew away and slapped the dantian of the Blood Holy Son with a strong palm.

A terrified roar came from the mouth of the Blood Saint.

"Boy, you dare!"

On the side of the corpse refining gate, Ji Jiao, Ji Gu and others widened their eyes and rushed up fiercely.

A touch of sword light was chilling.

Shi Xiuling flew forward and stabbed Ji Jiao.

"The corpse refining gate, will it only bully more and less?"

Venerable Xuantong also waved his palm for the first time and slapped it forward.

"Today, the kid surnamed Tang must die. ”

A beastly light shone in Yoshigu's eyes. The Ten Holy Sons, but it took a lot of time and energy for the Corpse Refining Sect to cultivate.

Each of them is talented enough to become the mainstay of the Corpse Refining Gate in the future.

But today, I actually lost one!

At this moment, even the evil kun had an unprecedented killing intent.

The people in the Corpse Refining Sect present also sneered.

Suddenly changed, the Son of Li and the Son of Hades had no intention of fighting, and soon retreated.

Seeing this, Xin Chai Yue and Yang Sanbai had no choice but to accept it.

"Die. ”

Evil Kun let out a low shout, and a great power of yin and evil rose into the sky, enveloping the courtyard of Ding Mansion in an instant.

A stick robe fluttered, and it also broke out with a shocking momentum.

On the eaves, Mujiangliu's white hair is flying, and he is holding the sword trick in his hand, ready to go. (To be continued.) )