"The first form of the Blood Shadow Knife, the mortal slaughter!"

Zhu Xuefeng's figure appeared in front of Jian Fengyun, and the red blade in his hand was drawn in an instant, with the sword energy scattering across the air, bringing a red line across the air.

"Three glasses of wine in the world, the emperor's hegemony is in the sword!"

In Jian Fengyun's hand, an illusory spiritual sword condensed out, the Red Dust Overlord Sword and the white sword energy soared into the sky.

Two sword energy, one red and one white, collided with each other, and a terrifying shock wave burst out from the air.

Bang!

Zhu Xuefeng and Jian Fengyun both retreated several feet, and the sword energy disappeared, but the illusory spiritual sword in Jian Fengyun's hand disappeared in this battle.

"No, the young clan leader doesn't have a handy weapon, and he's a great loss when facing the boy in red!"

Not far away, the Jian family members started to discuss with concern.

Zhu Xuefeng was shaken back several steps, the blood-red blade in his hand trembled faintly, and the contempt in his eyes instantly turned into concentration and seriousness,

He actually got the Red Dust Overlord Sword of Emperor Tianyang, and he could use his mid-stage Lingfu Realm to beat me with his mid-stage Lingfu Realm without any harm. This young man's talent is extremely terrifying!

If I don’t take the opportunity to get rid of him today, I’m afraid I will become a powerful enemy that I can’t resist in the future!

Thinking of this, a hint of killing flashed in Zhu Xuefeng's eyes.

"If you didn't come to this small town of Beiman, you were actually a genius like you. Unfortunately, you will die under my hands today!" Zhu Xuefeng said with a cold face.

The moment the words fell, the blood-red blade in Zhu Xuefeng's hand turned into a afterimage.

"You are proud to be able to let me use this move!"

"The third form of Blood Shadow Knife, Blood King Slash!"

In an instant, a breath of the Overworld-level spiritual skills bloomed on him, and the illusory blood sword true spirit behind him instantly condensed, revealing the true spirit's true appearance in the void.

"Do you know why the True Spirit Realm is called the True Spirit Realm but not the Spirit Mansion Realm? This sword combines my true spirit, so that you can feel the power of the True Spirit Realm before you die!"

Zhu Xuefeng's eyes turned bloody red, and the blood knife in his hand swung behind him and merged with the true spirit of the blood knife behind him. With one sword, the sky and the earth were lost. A bloody aura instantly drifted away, making everyone nearby feel uneasy.

A bloody light broke through the sky, surpassing the scorching sun. The members of the Jian family who were paying attention to Jian Fengyun felt that there was blood red in front of them and they could not see anything.

"The heavenly spiritual skills also combine some understanding of the Great Way of Blood. Unfortunately, you have not understood this spiritual skills thoroughly. The Great Way of Blood has just touched some of the fur. The True Spirit Realm is cultivated with the true spirit, but it is the Tao. I will let you see the real blood Tao!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the sword light flying in, his face remained unchanged, and he shook his head slightly, and his words fell.

With a hand, an illusory sword condensed into the void and fell into his hands.

"Blood Sword!"

The moment Jian entered his hand, Jian Fengyun's aura suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with indifferent murderous aura. The white clothes fluttered in his mouth did not bring peace, but a kind of murderous aura that was slaughtered by the sea of ​​blood and surging murderous aura. At this moment, Jian Fengyun transformed into the god of killing above the nine heavens, looking down on the creatures in the world.

The sword rises and the sword falls.

The world seemed to be silent, Zhu Xuefeng's blood-red sword light disappeared directly in the air, and everyone felt a flash in front of them.

In the air, Zhu Xuefeng screamed like a pig.

I saw that his left arm was actually separated from his body, blood splattered three feet away, and his red robe looked even more charming.

"Jian Fengyun, you, a lowly person, dare to cut off my arm, I want you to die!"

The next moment, a heart-wrenching sound rang out, and everyone felt a trembling eardrum and a slight pain.

In Zhu Xuefeng's only left right hand, a strange token appeared with blood-red body.

Mr. Gu, who was fighting with Han Dongyang on the side, couldn't help but change his face when he saw his young master taking out this object: "Young master, no, this is the forbidden weapon given to you by the poster, and the fall of the Blood Killing Order means that the mission has failed, and you will be severely punished!"

Zhu Xuefeng's mouth curled up a crazy evil smile, "If I don't kill this sword Fengyun, I will be able to do this kind of demon from now on. What punishment will be heavier than this!"

Then, despite Mr. Gu's objection, he instantly crushed it.

The moment the blood killing order was shattered, Mr. Gu no longer cared about fighting with Han Dongyang, and his figure flashed and was about to leave.

"It's not that easy to leave!" Han Dongyang seized the opportunity, gathered his palms on his palms, and slapped Mr. Gu.

"Puff!" Old Gu did not resist and vomited blood directly, but it still appeared next to Zhu Xuefeng smoothly, looking at Changkong like a murderous person, "Han Dongyang, today's grudge, I will definitely return it ten times the blood killing building in the future!"

"Young Master, withdraw quickly!"

After saying that, a yellow token appeared in his hand, which was crushed directly. The yellow light wrapped around him and Zhu Xuefeng with his broken arm and disappeared from the spot.

Jian Fengyun was about to intercept him, but at this moment, a chilling aura suddenly appeared above the sky.

"The third form of Blood Shadow Knife, Blood King Slash!"

Looking at the slowly condensed blood-red sword shadows in the sky, Jian Fengyun instantly remembered the blood sword slash that Zhu Xuefeng had just used. Jian Fengyun could confirm that this was also a blood sword slash, but this blood sword slash, whether it was power, momentum, or understanding of the Great Way of Blood, was far away from Zhu Xuefeng just now.

"If you offend me, you should be ready to face my anger!"

Suddenly, a vast and powerful voice sounded, and everyone could hear it clearly in their ears. This sound had a special magic that was terrifying.

"Blood killing the landlord!"

"Blood Killing Emperor!"

Pan Yuanlong and Han Dongyang, the two oldest people, spoke out together, with a look of surprise on their faces, as if there was something amazing.

"A mere evil spiritual emperor dares to be so arrogant. It seems that Wanyu has indeed declined over the years!"

Jian Fengyun looked at the blood-colored sword shadow above the sky, and his eyes were cold and genuine.

At the same time, Jian Fengyun waved his hand and condensed his spiritual swords in his hand. Behind him, a thousand miles along the coast, 108 large formations were activated one after another.

"Cankun Fire Radiation Formation!"

"Xuanyuan returns to his first round!"

"Spiritual Transformation Array!"......

The 108 formations were activated, and the rolling dead aura in the Northern Barbarians seemed to have found a vent, and they rushed into the formation and turned into the source power of the formation.

"The wind rises and clouds and the sky changes, the sword of the immortal killing gods and killing the wind and clouds!"

Jian Fengyun sang softly. In an instant, in the Northern Barbarians, clouds gathered in the land. The strong wind suddenly rose, and the earth and stones on the ground were rolled up, and the dead wood was broken, and the swaying power was exerted on him.

At this moment, the wind and clouds in the world seemed to have become part of his body.

He swung out a sword, driving the power of the formations of the 108 formations behind him, cutting through the air, and slashing the huge blood king in the air.

On the ground, the eight tribes, the Green Sword Wolf Cavalry, saw this sword and his mind was blank.

The blood sword in the sky actually formed a force of competing with the sword light, but until the end, the sword light of Jian Fengyun still fell.

When the blood sword fell, it had shrunk to only one percent and hit Jian Fengyun.

"puff!"

Jian Fengyun's figure was shot down, spitting blood on his mouth, dyeing the land under his feet red. It was obvious that even if the attack from the Spirit Emperor Realm was only one percent, it would not be pleasant.

And at this moment, a figure appeared behind Jian Fengyun in an instant, and a yellowish spiritual power condensed and directly controlled Jian Fengyun.

"Pan Yuanlong!"

Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

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