Eight terrifying pressures pervaded the shadow of the sword, and three different rules were integrated into it.
As the son of Bahan City, Young Master Su has an extraordinary talent. He understood the three rules and has evolved three magical powers to this day.
When he stopped, Young Master Su slashed through the air with his sword and shouted coldly: "Qiankun Kanli shook Gen Xundui."
Eight sword shadows turned into streams of light and shot out, landing ten feet away, occupying different directions. Eight vortexes emerged above the sword shadow, and their spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushed towards Young Master Su crazily.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed, and the pressure of heaven and earth spread out. With the help of the pressure of heaven and earth, Young Master Su Qi's aura surged again, and he was no less than a warrior in the Spiritual Emperor realm.
"Bagua Sword Formation!" The power of heaven and earth condensed out. Young Master Su's eyes seemed to be through the clouds, and he could clearly see the three shadows below, "Turn!"
The eight sword shadows rotated crazily, and the coercion of heaven and earth spread with the Blood Evil Peak as the center, covering the entire plain. When the fighting Blood Prison Army felt this aura, they were all shocked, and immediately shouted: "Blood Prison
Invincible!"
Lin Dao held a feather fan and glanced meaningfully at the top of the Blood Fiend Peak, "Young Master Sword!"
The feather fan was waved, and pieces of feather-like air swords emerged beside Lin Dao. A slender sword emerged from the middle of the feather fan. Whenever the feather fan was swung down, dense air swords shot out,
Stirring up pieces of blood.
The feathers were floating like snowflakes, and Lin Dao's figure was also like the floating feathers, light and airy.
Spirit Master Level 3, Lin Dao's cultivation is enough to defeat these warriors.
But at this moment, an enchanting figure walked in the sea of blood. Wherever this figure passed, the crowd fell in pieces.
Raising his head, Lin Dao looked at the enchanting figure in front of him with a solemn expression, "Han Zong Xu Ran!"
"Jun Zijian Lin Dao! Rumor has it that Jun Zijian has an extraordinary appearance. The slave family was not disappointed when we saw him today!" Xu Ran wiped his lips and smiled, his face was like a peach blossom, and he smiled sweetly.
However, behind this smile was concealed endless murderous intent. His figure stopped in vain, and the petals formed by the condensed sword energy shot out and enveloped the forest road.
"Master Lin, can you bear to destroy the flowers with your cruel hands?" Xu Ran's figure disappeared, but his seductive voice resounded in Lin Dao's ears.
Closing his eyes, Lin Dao spread out the feather fan in his hand, holding the sword, Lin Dao walked in the rain of swords like a leisurely stroll in the garden, the sword came out, and each sword hit the petals.
With his slightly superior cultivation level, even if Lin Dao could not kill Xu Ran immediately, he could still suppress him.
Compared to Lin Dao, Lu Qing's side was locked in a tough fight, waving his giant sword and causing sharp bursts of wind.
Under the fierce offensive of Xue Xue, the leader of Qi Zong, Lu Qing fell completely below and was suppressed. Lu Qing was also well aware of the gap between himself and Xue Xue, and his purpose was to hold Xue Xue down.
The remaining three Spirit Master level 3 warriors were mixed in with the Blood Prison Army, their figures erratic, and they were specifically designed to kill the Spirit Master level warriors they dealt with.
With the help of these three people, the Blood Prison Army also reversed the previously defeated situation, but still fell below.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the sound of killing soared into the sky! Looking at the scene of fighting below, the warriors watching in the void were all moved. Tens of thousands of people were fighting among each other, and the battle was extremely fierce.
Tianyan Sect, Han Mu stood in the void with several Tianyan elders. Looking at the scene below, Han Mu chuckled and said: "This is a good show!"
"It's just that battle that determines the survival of the Blood Prison!" Han Mu raised his head and looked at the Blood Evil Peak shrouded in clouds and mist in the distance, "The Blood Prison Emperor's momentum is not weak, and is no less powerful than the Spirit Emperor.
territory!"
Obviously, everyone onlookers mistook Young Master Su on the Blood Evil Peak for the Blood Hell Emperor.
The two lords of the Demon Realm and the head of the An family, An Ren, also thought so. The three of them took a few steps forward. Although the steps were gentle, after taking a few steps, the auras of the three people gathered together to form an aura prisoner.
Prison, covering the Blood Evil Peak.
The imprisoned aura descended from the sky, falling on Young Master Su like a huge mountain. Young Master Su looked indifferent, raised his sword, and shouted coldly: "The universe is in danger!"
Four sky-reaching sword shadows flew out and landed in the sky above Young Master Su. As Young Master Su struck down with his sword, the four huge sword shadows shot out downwards, tearing apart the billowing clouds.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed on the four sky-reaching sword shadows, like falling stars, shooting directly at the three Dark Blades.
Raising his head and looking at the sword shadow shooting towards him, Dark Blade sneered: "A mere blood prison emperor is nothing more than this!"
Stepping out, its terrifying martial arts will filled the air, and the dark blade punched out, stirring up space ripples. It only took a moment to tear the void apart, and the space waves rolled towards the sword shadow.
Whoosh! The half-step Spirit Emperor, under the pressure of heaven and earth, the four sword shadows pierced the wave of space, trapping the dark blade figure. The four sword shadows spun in vain, forming a simple sword formation again.
"This sword formation can only trap that person for nearly a hundred breaths!" Young Master Su raised his sword again, and the other four sword shadows shot out again, falling towards Naxia, one of the Lords of the Demon Realm, and also killed him.
Trapped in the sword formation.
Without the coercion of heaven and earth condensed by the eight sword shadows, Master Su's aura immediately weakened.
Only the Lord of the Demon Realm has not been trapped by the sword formation for thousands of years. He raised his steps and stepped forward: "This sword formation is so mysterious that it can actually trap Dark Blade and Naxia, but it only lasts for tens of breaths!"
"It's just a blood prison emperor, but one from our sect is enough!" The Qiangu sword finger pointed forward casually, the power of heaven and earth condensed at his fingertips, and this finger was integrated into the martial arts will to reach the sky.
The roaring sound came from the sky, and when the sound came out, a terrifying pressure swept over him. Young Master Su raised his head, and a sky-reaching finger shadow suddenly fell towards him.
"Broken!" A sword broke the sky! A sky-reaching sword pillar shot out, and Young Master Su's figure merged into it.
However, under this sky-reaching finger shadow, everything was illusory, shattered! Bang bang! The heaven and earth roared, the Blood Fiend Peak shook wildly, the sword pillar broke with a bang, and Young Master Su's figure was like a kite with broken strings, flying toward him.
The stone sword fell below.
Bang bang! The figure fell on the rock, and the young master spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His white clothes were stained with his own blood. At this moment, the sword array composed of the surrounding guards all collapsed, and the sword formation condensed on Young Master Su
The sword energy also dissipated one after another, and the pressure of heaven and earth disappeared. Without the help of the pressure of heaven and earth, Young Master Su Qi's momentum dropped to the half-step Spirit Emperor. Looking at Qiangu who was stepping forward, the indifference on Young Master Su's face finally disappeared and was replaced by
Incomparably solemn.
The sword array was broken, and its eight sword shadows also dissipated. The two trapped Spirit Emperor Realm warriors immediately stepped out. Standing behind Qiangu, the coercion of the three Spirit Emperor Realm warriors filled the air, and the whole building was filled with blood evil.
The peaks could not withstand the pressure, and the rocks collapsed, and the roar echoed in the mountain streams. Seeing this scene, several sighs sounded in vain in the void, and the Blood Hell Emperor was defeated.
The Blood Prison Emperor finally lost to the combined efforts of three Spirit Emperor realm warriors, but this was also expected, and the onlookers warriors were not too surprised.
With a calm expression, Han Mu shook his head, "This trip was in vain. The strength of this Blood Hell is a bit exaggerated! The strength of the Half-Step Spirit Emperor is considered good in the Lonely Hell, but in the eyes of the Spirit Emperor Realm, the Half-Step Spirit Emperor and
There is no difference between spiritual beings!"
"The Blood Prison Emperor is nothing more than that. The three hundred thousand people in this Blood Prison belong to my demon domain!" After saying that, Qiangu raised his right hand again, pointed it as a sword, and pointed it downwards.
The cold shouts fell in Young Master Su's ears like thunder. Young Master Su's body shook and spurted out blood. Under the pressure of the three spiritual emperors, he could not move. He could only watch the sky-reaching finger shadow boom.
fall.
Ding! The shadow of his fingers covered an area of dozens of feet in radius, covering the sky-reaching stone sword, Young Master Su and others. However, the moment the shadow of his fingers was about to touch the stone sword, there was a futile sound above the stone sword.
A shocking sword roar.
On the stone sword, a terrifying sword intent condensed out. This sword intent soared into the sky and shattered the finger shadow that reached the sky.
Seeing this, the faces of Qiangu and the other three people all showed a strange look. In this sky-reaching stone sword, they felt a terrifying sword intent, but this sword intent definitely did not belong to Young Master Su.
"Weird! The stone sword actually contains a trace of sword intent!" Qiangu looked a little embarrassed when his finger was broken by the sword intent.
Young Master Su also looked at this stone sword with a strange expression. In the past few months, Ye Shaohan has been practicing on this stone sword. This stone sword has been contaminated with Ye Shaohan's sword intention and aura.
His eyes fell on the stone sword from a distance, and Han Mu wondered: "Strange, why does this stone sword exude an aura that I am quite familiar with!"
"It's just a stone sword, and it's ridiculous to want to stop this sect!" His martial arts will completely exploded in Qiangu's body, turning into a terrifying storm that swept through the entire Blood Evil Peak in an instant.
The martial arts will was extremely terrifying. When it was condensed, the blood evil peak shook more and more intensely. The huge rock suddenly collapsed in an instant, and the dust flew and rolled out.
As Qiangu took a step forward, his martial arts will descended on the stone sword, and the remaining sword intention was immediately shattered. After all, this stone sword was an ordinary mountain stone, and the stone sword could not withstand this pressure.
, cracks appeared on its surface, clearly visible.
"With one palm, there is no more blood prison!" Qiangu raised his right hand, and the terrifying sword energy emerged. He was about to take a shot, but at this moment, a biting coldness filled the air in vain.
At the same time, a voice filled with endless chill echoed in the void within a hundred feet: "Really?"
A voice filled with endless chills echoed in the void, and an area of hundreds of feet was shrouded in this voice.
Bang bang! Killing several warriors, Liu Dong's eyes showed ecstasy, "This evil star is finally back!"
"My Lord!" Lu Qing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The blood red in his eyes became thicker and thicker. Holding the giant sword in hand, Lu Qing swung it out again, and his sword power became fierce again.