Where the Zhuhuang Sword cracked, the fine metal began to peel off, but it was still struggling to hold on, but it was already at the end of its strength.
However, the half-round Chi Yue's offensive was not seen at all, and the firepower surged, burning this god-level spiritual treasure, making the crack suddenly turn red, like an iron piece just taken out of a furnace.
The sword that had been with him for many years began to tremble, as if he felt fear that he had never experienced before. The owner who held it back then was a sword madman of a generation. His combat power was enough to rank among the top five in the Sword Sect. He was fearless and was the first in the Sword Sect's history.
The most powerful law enforcer ever.
With the Zhuhuang Sword in his hand, he was decisive in killing and killing countless people. He never felt frustrated. The sword madman made a simple paranoia. He would do what he set out to do even if he died. It was because of this thought.
Instilled in his sword, it will become strong and sturdy, invincible. However, today this sword trembled with fear in Yuan Futu's hand.
Bang!
Under the powerful power of this "Flowing Fire Burning City Technique", the Zhuhuang Sword was finally overwhelmed and broke from it. The jagged sword edge turned into irregular thin pieces of iron and exploded.
The remaining power of the half-round red moon was not exhausted, and it smashed into Yuan Futu's chest, and his black clothes were directly burned to ashes.
Yuan Futu seemed to feel the rolling magma sweeping in, and a deep knife mark appeared on the Yuanyang Dragon Armor, which was also of the ancient level. Hot white smoke rose from inside, and the crack showed a charred black color.
It was just a sword, but its power was already exaggerated and unbelievable.
Baili Xiannie also saw Han Fei's true strength for the first time. He felt that the Dragon God Sect was much more powerful than he imagined. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. They each had their own plans and wanted to gain something from this battle.
Maximum benefit.
In the void, a look of shock appeared on Gong Liangqing's face, and he said: "It's so powerful. Is this the strength of the Dragon God Sect Master?" He didn't care how much benefit the Beiming Sect could carve up in this sect battle.
I was just worried that cooperating with these two major sects would end up backfiring me. Now that I saw the strength of the Dragon God Sect Master, I felt even more horrified.
Turning his head to look at Feng Chenzi, he saw that his expression was no longer indifferent, but rather solemn. His eyes were still full of wisdom, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.
Half of the red moon disappeared, and Yuan Futu half-knelt on the ground. He coughed up thick blood and fell on the hot ground, where it dried up and turned into bright red blood clots.
"I'm curious, where did you get so many treasures?"
Han Fei said indifferently, although the Tianxuan Sword Sect has a thousand-year foundation, it is absolutely impossible to say that it has Chaos Spiritual Treasures and seventh-level peak books, otherwise it would not have declined to where it is today.
Yuan Futu raised his head, barely stood up straight, and said in a deep voice: "You will never know, and you can't take it away."
"You can be tough, but if I kill you, we can take anything."
Yuan Futu sneered sarcastically, "Yes, I do have a Chaos Spiritual Treasure on my body. The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Li Cangtian, personally inserted it into my body back then. It has already been integrated with my flesh and blood. You can't take it away at all. As for that
This seventh-level classic is something I got from the sea. The classic itself is not on my body, and you can’t find it. And all Feng Chenzi wants to get is just that high-quality mineral vein. You have all been fooled by him.
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"What?!" Baili Ximie's pupils widened, and his eyes were filled with fierce anger, and he shouted: "You are about to die, and you still dare to talk nonsense?!"
"Just because death is imminent, how can I talk nonsense?" Yuan Futu tried to use words to stall the situation.
Han Fei said: "I will settle this account with Feng Chenzi afterwards. Even if what you said is true, we can't get the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, but you must remember that seventh-level classic in your mind. As long as you capture it,
Your spiritual consciousness and memory will naturally know the mystery."
"Seize the memory of spiritual consciousness?!" Yuan Futu was itching with hatred. He actually knew such a ruthless method. When it came to the soul, he had to use the soul stone, but he happened to have a soul-eating bead on his body. No wonder Han
He couldn't be so sure, it turns out that he had already thought everything through in this moment.
Baili Ximiesen said coldly: "Today, the Jianzong is bound to perish, and everyone here must die!"
They have launched a war between sects and sects. Now that it has begun, it is irreversible. All they can do is to eradicate the root causes to avoid future troubles.
The three sects were encircled, and the Sword Sect was already in decline. Many elite disciples had fallen into a pool of blood, including many familiar faces to Yuan Futu. The sword masters were also covered in blood, and they could not last long in this situation.
Han Fei didn't want to delay any longer, and the burning aura filled the air again. A faint red color appeared on the pale dragon tooth bone blade, and the complex and dim formation pattern on it suddenly became brighter at this moment.
To be able to use a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky level, the formation must reach at least level eight.
The Remnant Fire Dragon Tooth is a thing passed down from the Dragon God Sect to the sect master from ancient times. It is rumored that its material is the fang of an eight-clawed golden dragon in ancient times. Its value is equivalent to the "Flowing Fire Burning City Technique", and it is the top treasure of the sect.
The formation was activated, and streaks of red aura began to emerge from the void. The hot air flow climbed to the extreme, incinerating everything. The corpses on the ground suddenly turned into ashes, and the hard soil and rocks became as soft as mud.
Baili Ximie's body was full of demonic patterns. He stood very close, so he had to use the "Nine Nether Battle Emperor Technique" to defend himself. Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee what would happen in this scorching space.
"The small formation that opens the fire dragon's teeth has only one word, called 'Yan', which includes blue flames, red flames, and divine flames. It is an eighth-level Yan formation." Han Fei said slowly, but in the void, there was
Wisps of white and blue aura began to condense.
The scorching firepower contained in the three breaths rushed to the sky, causing a huge hole to burn through the gray clouds, and the sunlight shone down from here and fell on Han Fei.
The eight-part celestial dragon stretched out its head and stared at the eighth-level formation engraved on the residual fire dragon teeth.
Faced with this level of attack, Yuan Futu's heart was filled with despair. It was impossible for him to resist or escape. He could only stand firm and wait for the judgment of death to come.
However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly felt painful, as if a steel needle had been stabbed into them.