The soul of Yijian Fenghou returned to his original body and felt the trauma of his body. Although he no longer vomited blood, Yijian Fenghou felt severe physical and mental pain, which was also one of the sequelae of Yijian Fenghou.

Once the soul leaves the body, the damage to the body will be doubled. After the soul returns to its position, the pain you feel will be twice as much as the damage. Although it is torture of spiritual power, it will also cause blood loss for players.

If the blood is gone, then you will be sure to die. This is common sense.

The aura was a little weak, and the charity Zhan was constantly gasping for breath, but suddenly burst into laughter.

Yijian Fenghou's face changed, because the laughter of the great god of the Yi War was very full of energy. How could it be like the laughter after being seriously injured? Or maybe it was a rebirth.

However, the chances behind are very slim.

The face of the great god Yi Zhan gradually returned to rosy, wiped away the blood from his mouth, looked at Yi Jian Fenghou and smiled: "Awesome, among the mortals that I have met, your realm is the highest. You have learned to leave the body, amazing, amazing..."

As he said that, the great god of Yi Zhan slapped his palm, as if he was cheering for the Marquis of the Sword and praising him.

However, Yijian Fenghou was not happy, even if it was not a trace.

He was invented by himself and the soul of Chixiao Sword Spirit, but he had nothing to do, just like the soul of the Black Meteor: it was indeed difficult to deal with.

Although it is not easy to deal with, we can test it again to see if he can handle our soul sword.

Hearing the words of Chixiao Sword Spirit, Yijian Fenghou nodded. After all, the Yuanshen sword was silent and he was able to succeed smoothly just now, but the great god of Yi Zhan did not notice it at all, so it was relatively a very successful move.

When the Marquis of Conferring One Sword to Defeat the Great God of Yi, Chu Xixiao and Xueyu also appeared.

In addition to the Skywalker and the Speedy Ghost, five hundred ghosts, all the members of the raid camp have appeared.

"One, two, three... seven!" Marshal Wen counted the number of people who were drunk and ruthless, and then shouted with a fierce look on his face: "I'm very brave, the seven people just broke into my God Army camp."

"Nonsense, I'm not brave enough, and I'll come to your divine camp?" Wuji, who was besieged by eight stars, couldn't laugh loudly.

Wuji could not say anything, Marshal Wen was furious: "All soldiers and generals obeyed the orders, the archers shot him into a hedgehog for me and let him go..."

The peak combat power is at the eleventh level, and the sky is full of rain.

Before the heavenly soldiers and generals could shoot arrows, Chu Xixiao had already spread out countless darts in her hand, an attack like a heavy rain pouring out.

"How can it be your turn to go wild here?" A master of the Dou tribe shouted in a deep voice, immediately flew out and rushed towards the darts pouring down from the heavy rain. At the same time, he pulled the cloak on his back and waved forward, and actually sucked all the darts into the cloak.

Chu Xixiao frowned: What's going on?

"The master of Doujun, Zangfeng." Zangfeng looked at Chu Xixiao and introduced himself, and then said: "I Zangfeng will not kill the unknown people, please quickly report to the name."

"Sister Chu, don't pay attention to him. If he told his name, he would definitely kill you. If he didn't tell her, he wouldn't kill you." Wuji, who was on the side, couldn't get in and said in a mess.

Chu Xixiao's face darkened and she couldn't angrily shouted at Wuji: "Who made you a fool talk too much? Don't he know what my name is now?"

"If you are surnamed Chu, I will give you a ride and give it to you." The great god Zangfeng shouted, and the cloak spun in front of him. Then the countless darts he had just received turned toward Chu Xixiao, and it gave people the feeling that the sharpness of these darts could hurt the eyes.

Become sharper?

With Chu Xixiao's eyes, it was completely easy to see these darts, but the sharp edges on these darts are really dazzling, making Chu Xixiao unable to face them, so she could only retreat step by step and avoid the attack of the master Hidden Fight in a mess.

The darts flying out of the hollow of the swirling cloak of the Great Master Zangfeng seemed to have been forged again. The darts that flashed and shot in the air were deeply engulfed in the soil. This shows how powerful the darts issued by the Great Master Zangfeng were.

The peak combat power is the third level of heaven, the Ice Sword Decision.

Xueyu, holding the Leng Yue Knife, saw that Chu Xixiao was beaten so embarrassingly by the great god Zangfeng, immediately took action to help her.

However, the third level of peak combat power is nothing to the master Zangfeng.

With just a wave of the Great God of Zangfeng, Xueyu's ice skate was easily shaken away, and a divine power even hit Xueyu.

At this time, Zui Si Wuqing reached out to pull Xue Yu, gathered his strength and bombarded him with a palm, and dispersed the divine power that was bombarding towards him.

After the breakup, Zui Siwuqing flew towards the great god Zangfeng.

The peak battle against the eleventh level of heaven, the blood demon clutch.

The palm shadow is heavy, bloody, and the great god Hidden Finger frowned: "The demon cultivator?"

I didn't dare to be careless immediately. The yellowed cloak in my hand with gossip pictures and texts waved, like a wall, blocking countless drunken and ruthless palm strikes.

However, just as the drunk and ruthless attacked continuously, the gossip on the cloak suddenly opened up and a cold front shot out.

Zui Si Wuqing was suddenly shocked and could not react at all. After all, he was in a state of continuous fierce attacks. Although he was guarding against the enemy's attack in his heart, he did not expect that the cloak would have mechanisms.

I saw that the cold front shot through the heart that was drunk and ruthless, and the offensive that was drunk and ruthless stopped completely.

The great god Zangfeng, behind the cloak, smiled proudly, removed the cloak, and slashed his palm towards the drunken and ruthless head.

Ten million divine power, the sky palm.

It was like a "block" in a basketball, and it slashed down from the drunk and ruthless head.

Seeing that Zui Si Wuqing was about to be killed by the great god Zangfeng, Zui Si Wuqing raised his head coldly with his face, without any unnecessary nonsense, and made a move.

The peak combat power is eleventh level, the boiling blood palm.

A palm that was even higher than the volcanic slurry temperature, banged towards the master Zangfeng.

The great god Zangfeng was suddenly shocked. Didn’t he be shot through his heart by himself? Why didn’t he have any trouble?

Because of the condescending angle, the God of Zangfeng could not see the heart that Zui Si Wuqing had been hurt before, but the others could see it clearly.

The wound that was drunk and ruthlessly healed, and healed intact.

In fact, the master Zangfeng did not hurt Zui Si Wuqing at all. Although his body could not avoid the attack from Zui Si Wuqing, Zui Si Wuqing could instantly turn the body into a blood state, that is, part of it was liquidized. After the heart was liquidized, the cold front passed through, quickly healed and condensed back to the body, pretending to be injured and bleeding, attracting the master Zangfeng to take the initiative to attack. In this way, Zui Si Wuqing had a chance to succeed.

After all, the defense power of the cloak in the hand of the master Zangfeng is really tough.

When there was no way out, Master Zangfeng was forced to fight hard with Zui Siwu. Master Zangfeng thought to himself: Next time... next time, I will not be fooled again.

Unfortunately, there will be no next time.

The palms were blasted together, and no one was knocked away. The right hand of the God of Zangfeng hanging in the air was melted by the drunken and ruthless boiling blood palm, and gradually spread to the God of Zangfeng.

Li Jing and the others were also stunned. None of the great gods helped Zangfeng. Just as they watched Zangfeng melt completely and completely.

After destroying the great god Zangfeng, he felt a little regretful, but he didn't even fall.

Then, Zui Si Wurong said to Chu Xixiao and Xueyu behind him: "You go to break through the weak defense, and leave it here to me. Don't forget what our mission is."

There was no room for Chu Xixiao to refute, and Xueyu himself knew that his strength was indeed suitable to break through the weak defense.

Immediately afterwards, Zui Siwuqing looked at Li Jing and said, "This is not a competition on the arena, you don't have to go one by one."

Suddenly hearing Zui Siwuqing's words, the eight great gods and thirty-six generals of the Dou tribe were furious, and they were so arrogant?

"Kill you just mortals, I'm enough." The master of Doumu shouted.

Ten million magical powers open the sky and break the earth.

The master of the Dou tribe flew out his mountain-piercing axe, and the killing force was extremely fierce and slashed down fiercely.

"Not good." Li Jing was shocked. The master of the Doudeng fights fiercely, but he didn't die like this.

Zui Siwuqing looked at another great god who came to the air, and couldn't help but smile in his heart: There are so many flaws, don't you have to be so anxious to die, right?

The peak combat power is eleventh level of heaven, demon blood.

Drunk as if ruthless as a machine gun, he instantly shot out at the master of the warhead who was slashing down from mid-air.

The great god of Dou Jun was shocked and even slashed the Kaishan Axe, which was raised above his head. With powerful divine power, he did scatter a lot of blood spots, but there were still many blood spots that penetrated the Kaishan Axe and hit him directly.

The moment he was clicked by blood, the master of Dou Ting suddenly twitched in the air and fell heavily to the ground naturally.

Then, he pulled out one or two strokes from the ground, and his body was like a spring. He sprayed blood whenever he had hit by the demon blood, and then he did not move anymore.

The strength of Zui Si Wuqing is one thing, and his Blood Demon Divine Art is another.

The Blood Demon Divine Art will not be limited by strength, and the power it should have will also have.

To be more precise, strength is just an auxiliary to the Blood Demon Divine Art, which is an important reason why Zui Si Wurong is powerful, and the demon-free cultivator.

Without a magic index, he can use the magic martial arts, and the chance of success is almost zero, but he succeeds.

He is the cultivator of the Blood Demon Divine Art, drunk and ruthless.
Chapter completed!