Blood light illuminates the heaven and earth.

The heaven and earth are like blood stains.

In this scarlet world, one person stands proudly, like a god or a devil.

The blazing bloody flames are constantly shrinking and condensing.

In the end, only a thin layer was left, covering the surface of Chen Yu's body, like armor.

The terrifying aura spread out.

It turned into a torrent, sweeping across the heaven and earth.

At this moment, everyone under the aura felt frightened.

Not far away.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two muffled sounds rippled.

The two figures separated as soon as they touched.

It was Wen Zhenghong and Master Huang Tingguan who were fighting inextricably.

"Pfft."

The master of Huangting Temple spat out a mouthful of blood foam and stared at Wen Zhenghong with cold and sinister eyes, wishing to swallow Wen Zhenghong in one gulp.

"When it comes to your heyday, the old master is no match for you. Unfortunately, you are seriously injured now. How much power can you exert in your heyday? Thirty to forty percent? Or 50%?"

Wen Zhenghong sneered and said: "If I only have five achievements left, I will not be your opponent in my heyday. It's a pity that your injuries are not much better than mine. Let's just treat each other."

"Haha, the old man's injury is less serious than yours."

"Tsk, that's true, but don't forget - I'm stronger than you."

The corner of Guanzhu Huangting's mouth twitched, then he gritted his teeth and growled: "Stop talking nonsense, you'd better suffer death!"

As he spoke, regardless of his injuries, he forcibly mobilized all the vitality in the sea of ​​​​qi, preparing to launch the final offensive.

Wen Zhenghong did not dare to be careless, calmed down his expression, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the air from all directions was turbulent, and it was gathering crazily here.

Wen Zhenghong's body seemed to have become a whirlpool, swallowing up all the energy within hundreds of meters.

Upon seeing this, Master Huang Ting's eyes were cold and stern, and he said sinisterly: "Haoran Qi's Haoran Gong is indeed well-deserved, but the old Taoist is not a vegetarian."

Just when the battle between the two was about to break out.

"call!"

A breeze blew.

With thick blood.

immediately--

Bloody light shot into the sky.

A mighty and majestic aura filled the air.

The master of Huangting Temple was startled and turned his head sharply.

Then he saw the shrinking bloody flames, and the figure standing in the bloody flames, like a god or a demon.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

The leader of Huangting Temple screamed in disbelief: "This is...Chen Yu!?"

His whole body was stunned.

The mouth is slightly open and difficult to close.

His expression also became dazed and depressed.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"

His face was covered with an incredible expression.

He murmured in a low voice: "Chen Yu shouldn't be so strong! On Huangting Mountain, he used tricks repeatedly to break the mountain-protecting formation. Then the two of them joined forces to defeat Lao Dao. He shouldn't have

It’s only right to be so strong! Now…why is it like this?”

While murmuring, he looked up at Chen Yu again.

His expression became more frightened.

At the same time, the idea in my heart became more and more determined——

Chen Yu must die!

If you don’t die, you will definitely have endless troubles in the future!

Suddenly, a burst of sneer came:

"The murderous intention is so strong, it seems that you really hate Chen Yu to the core."

The person who spoke was Wen Zhenghong.

Only then did Guanzhu Huang Ting remember the current situation, turned to look at Wen Zhenghong, and said coldly: "Do you still remember what the old Taoist said to you before?"

Wen Zhenghong shook his head: "I don't remember."

"The old Taoist will remind you once again - Chen Yu is a person that even your Armed Forces Control Council cannot control."

Wen Zhenghong said disapprovingly: "Then I won't bother you."

The leader of Huangting Temple said coldly: "If we don't eradicate him as soon as possible, your martial arts association will suffer backlash in the future. By then, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

Wen Zhenghong snorted coldly: "Let's deal with tomorrow's matters. Let's settle the current grudges first."

"The old man gave you good advice, but it's a pity that you don't know what's good and what's wrong. You'll be in a cocoon for the rest of your life. Don't blame the old man for not warning you."

"Haha, you should take care of yourself first."

After saying that, Wen Zhenghong rushed forward.

The master of Huangting Temple was furious and came forward angrily.

The two once again set off a storm in the second round.

The other side.

The Sun Saint Envoy also felt Chen Yu's terrifying aura, and was anxious in his heart, wanting to rush forward to help.

Although he and Nanzhi Que do not get along, the current situation has taken a turn for the worse, and it is not the time to consider those things.

Unfortunately, just as he was about to move, a strong gust of wind hit him behind him.

"Whoa, whoa, who's all on fire, fight me for another 300 rounds!"

I saw the old bastard carrying the Xuanming stove and rushing towards me menacingly.

The Sun Saint was so angry that he was forced to fight.

In terms of true cultivation, the Sun Saint Envoy is naturally superior.

But the old bastard is a spiritual body, possessing the doll, so he is not afraid of injury, let alone death. He also has the help of the Xuanming Furnace, the protection of the formation, the power of 108 light pillars and hundreds of talismans.

Under all the conditions, the old bastard looked extremely tough.

Even the Holy Envoy of the Sun must be wary of the Three Points and dare not ignore it.

As a result, I can't get away.

In mid-air, Chen Yu and Nan Zhixiao entered a one-on-one situation.

What’s even worse is——

The bloody offensive that the Southern Cunning Bird was proud of was defused.

No, it's not just as simple as resolving it.

Instead, it has completely become a tonic for Chen Yu.

Chen Yu used the secret method of Angry Blood Tu Li to absorb the blood light and transform it into his own power.

As one goes and the other goes up, the gap widens.

At this time, Chen Yu was surrounded by blood-red flames, like a demon crawling out of hell, ferocious and terrifying.

And the aura as deep as the abyss is even more frightening.

"Gu~~"

The cunning bird of the south swallowed involuntarily and took two steps back subconsciously.

Chen Yu raised his right hand, squeezed it in the air, and sighed softly: "The blood of Hunyuan Guixu is indeed extraordinary. With the blessing of the angry blood Tuli, my skill has increased by more than four times."

When the cunning bird of the south heard this, his expression changed drastically.
To be continued...