Chapter 1301 If you have the guts, come and get it!
"Stubborn! In this case, although it is a pity, we have no choice but to kill him. Killing God Eleven will take action to destroy this person."
Young Master Miao Fengxue saw Feng Caichen coming to kill him with his sword, and knowing Feng Caichen's choice to die rather than surrender, his face under the cloak instantly became cold and ruthless, and he waved his right hand lightly.
"Here!"
A golden cloaked figure suddenly rushed out, and an extremely vast and terrifying wave surged around him, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood spreading!
This is a golden killing god with a bloody mandala, codenamed Killing God Eleven. It possesses the powerful cultivation level of the True Monarch of Two Tribulations in the early stage, and can be called an absolute king of the same level!
The Mandala Blood Dagger appeared in the hands of Killing God Eleven, and the surrounding void was collapsing, unable to withstand this terrible murderous intention!
"Secret Technique Eleven! Golden Stab!"
With a swipe sound, Killing God Eleven disappeared into the void, leaving not even the slightest fluctuation behind, appearing and disappearing as if he had disappeared out of thin air!
But at this moment, Feng Caichen didn't care at all and went towards Young Master Miaofengxue!
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"No! Still not!"
In the void, Ye Wuque held the Life and Death Stone tightly, looking at the Life and Death Stone that had turned blood red, with an extremely terrifying light in his eyes!
He has searched the surrounding area for hundreds of thousands of miles, but there is still no response from the Life and Death Stone.
A golden rainbow pierced the void, but Ye Wuque did not give up. Suddenly, he paused and frowned, as if he heard something!
"Is this... the sound of a waterfall? It's about one hundred and fifty miles away from here!"
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"die!"
A void diagonally behind Feng Caichen suddenly tore open, and a blood dagger stabbed out from it at extremely fast speed!
Poof!
The mandala blood dagger pierced Feng Caichen's waist without any hindrance!
At the same time, the figure of Death God Eleven flashed out of the void, and his lifeless face under the cloak showed a hint of enthusiasm and excitement. Harvesting lives was his happiest thing!
However, the next moment, Killing God Eleven suddenly heard a sword chant!
Then his face suddenly froze, his neck went cold, and then he seemed to see his own body, but it was headless and was constantly spurting blood!
In the end, the God of Death Eleven fell completely into eternal darkness.
The blood-stained ancient sword swept across the void. Feng Caichen's mouth was bleeding, but there was also a hint of fanaticism on his face. At this moment, he felt that his life was intense to the extreme!
Life is strong and wonderful!
It was extremely satisfying to kill the True Lord of Two Tribulations with one sword!
Click!
It was as if something in Feng Caichen's body was shattered and completely fused, but Feng Caichen couldn't care anymore.
Groan!
The long sword cut through the void and headed towards Young Master Miaofengxue!
"Killing Gods Twelve and Thirteen, attack together."
Feeling the sword struck by Feng Caichen with all his strength, Young Master Miao Fengxue did not panic at all and spoke coldly.
Swish, swish, swish!
The two golden killing gods took action again, with extremely tricky angles. One of them actually blocked Feng Caichen's sword with his own body. It was extremely decisive and ruthless!
Even Feng Caichen's eyes were fixed and he didn't expect it at all!
Poof!
In an instant, Feng Caichen's back was pierced by another mandala blood dagger!
puff!
This stab finally stirred up Feng Caichen's injuries completely, all worsening in an instant, causing him to spurt out blood!
With a clang, the ancient sword was thrown away. Feng Caichen staggered back, his whole body trembling, and he had reached his limit.
Young Master Miaofengxue looked at Feng Caichen, slowly shook his head and said: "You can kill a golden god of death in such a seriously injured state. Feng Caichen, you are really powerful to the limit! If you were intact, maybe
This young master is also afraid of you. What a pity... what a pity... Twelve, send him back to the west. Remember, cut his body into thousands of pieces, but cut off his head and make it into a Jingguan.
Come to pay homage to our dead brother."
call out!
The Twelve Gods of Death revealed a ferocious smile, and the mandala blood dagger in his hand cut through the sky, heading towards Feng Caichen!
The young master Miaofengxue turned around and left, never looking at Feng Caichen again.
"die!"
Looking at the blood-red dagger, Feng Caichen showed a sharp smile on his lips, and then an indescribable aura began to riot in his body!
But just when Feng Caichen was about to self-destruct, he suddenly seemed to feel something, and the smile at the corner of his mouth turned into a heartfelt smile!
And the expression on Young Master Miaofengxue's cloak who turned around and left suddenly changed, and he looked towards the void!
Ouch!
An earth-shaking real dragon roar resounded loudly, and then a huge cauldron with a height of one million feet appeared from the sky and suppressed it!
"Is this an artifact? Go back!"
Young Master Miaofengxue spoke sharply, but he immediately retreated!
Boom!
The giant cauldron pressed down, causing the entire waterfall to collapse, and the endless water burst out, flooding the earth and the sky!
No one noticed that during this process, a shining message jade slip shuttled through the void.
When everything calmed down, the whole place was devastated, as if something earth-shaking had happened!
In the distance, Young Master Miao Fengxue's eyes were ferocious, and he was looking at this place. Three golden gods of death were closely surrounding him, and then there were more than seventy silver assassins and bronze killers!
"Damn it! No matter who you are, you will die without a burial today!"
The voice of Young Master Miaofengxue was extremely cruel, as if there were endless waves of blood surging!
In the center of the turbulent place, under the steaming water, there was a tall and slender voice looming, supporting another figure.
The clear and cold voice echoed in all directions through the endless water vapor!
"Just because you are a bunch of bastards who have been hiding for thousands of years?"
The mist dissipated, and two figures were revealed, with wet black military robes, thick black hair shawl, bright eyes, calm expressions, and boiling murderous intent. It was Ye Wuque!
At the critical moment, Ye Wuque finally arrived!
"Brother Feng, can we continue fighting?"
Ye Wuque helped Feng Caichen, who was covered in blood, and asked with a smile.
Feng Caichen smiled hoarsely, and grabbed the void with his right hand. The ancient sword was immediately captured by him and held in his hand!
"Only one dies when the sword is broken. The sword is not broken yet. What do you think, Brother Ye?"
"Okay! Today the two of us will fight side by side again, live and die together, kill him and the blood will flow like a river! Kill him and the blood will flow into the sky!"
Ye Wuque laughed, and immediately tore off a large piece of cloth from his martial robe, and then tied Feng Caichen and himself tightly together from behind, and finally tied a tight knot!
Black hair danced wildly, Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen both looked up to the sky and smiled, full of pride!
The next moment, Ye Wuque kicked off his right foot and soared into the sky with Feng Caichen on his back. His golden blood exploded, and his laughter shook the sky!
"You bloody Mandala bastards! If you want our lives, come and take it if you can!"