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Chapter 1199: The Holy Son was taken away?

Chapter 1,199: The Holy Son was captured?

"The master is like a god, powerful and invincible!"

Among the crowd, Man Er kept raising his head to watch the battle.

The two sides fought from the very beginning.

Until now, swords were flying across the sky.

Man Er didn't dare to miss even half a point.

His eyes were fixed on Xiao Changfeng.

There was no worry in his eyes, only shock and admiration.

He used to be in a medium-sized village.

Because his parents died young, he has been bullied.

But it also developed a persevering character.

In that heavy rainstorm.

He resolutely chose Xiao Changfeng.

And with great perseverance, he killed the barbarian warrior who had been oppressing him.

Successfully became Xiao Changfeng's servant.

He was very respectful to Xiao Changfeng.

But it's just like a servant to his master.

But then.

Strong enemies appear one after another.

Xiao Changfeng also gradually showed his strong strength.

Kill Yan Gang and enter Shimen Village.

Slaughter a thousand barbarian warriors and kill the barbarian leaders and wizards.

He even came to Jiyang City.

Buying lavishly, killing five hundred people at night.

All of this.

For the former Man Er, this was unimaginable.

However, it was following Xiao Changfeng that he experienced such a wonderful event.

He had no fear or fear.

It seems that he is naturally warlike.

The more dangerous the moment, the more excited he felt.

And today.

The battle between Xiao Changfeng and the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

It also opened the door to a new world for him.

This kind of power made him desire and admire him.

At this moment.

In his heart, Xiao Changfeng was no longer a simple master.

He is a lofty and invincible god.

It is his belief and his spiritual support.

That ray of war deep in his heart.

It seemed to be on fire.

It made his blood boil and his whole body trembled with excitement.

But at this time, the Northern Wu ancestor was also trembling.

But he was not excited.

But fear!

The Holy Son of Witchcraft was killed?

Looking at the chest that had been pierced by the flying sword, the Northern Wu ancestor felt his heart drop to the bottom.

At this time Shanyu and others.

He was even more frightened and couldn't believe it.

Poof!

At this moment.

High in the sky.

Blood gushed out from the chest that was pierced by the Void Flying Sword.

It's like a flash flood and a river bursting its banks.

Endless blood suddenly spilled out and turned into a bloody rain.

Blood rain fell, dyeing the altar blood.

The ground was stained with blood.

The people and vegetation were also dyed blood.

The pungent smell of blood is nauseating.

The thick blood is even more uncomfortable.

But no one cared about this at this time.

Because everyone's eyes fell on the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

Only the ten-meter-sized Holy Son of the Witch Cult was seen.

It was like a punctured balloon at this time.

Quickly shriveled up.

Within a moment, it returned to its original size.

That withered witch knife.

Without the watering of blood, it was reduced to the size of a finger again.

But what made the ancestor of Northern Wu heaving a sigh of relief was.

The Holy Son of Witchcraft is not dead.

Although there is a sword mark penetrating through his chest.

But it was the right chest that was stabbed, and the heart was not damaged.

It's just that the blood has dispersed and the witchcraft of blood sacrifice has been broken.

Although the Holy Son of the Witch Cult is not dead, his aura is extremely weak.

He at this time.

Any barbarian warrior can easily kill him!

"Using blood as a guide is ultimately a crooked way and is vulnerable to attack!"

Xiao Changfeng took back the Void Flying Sword again.

He glanced at the Holy Son of the Witch Cult, his expression indifferent.

Although blood sacrifice witchcraft is not vulgar.

But in Xiao Changfeng's eyes, it was far inferior to magic.

Not only are the conditions harsh, but the consequences are too great.

This kind of technique, which is full of loopholes, has long been abandoned in the world of immortal cultivation.

If it weren't for the Holy Son of the Witch Cult possessing a witch spirit body.

It absorbed another 80,000 blood.

I'm afraid it can't achieve such power at all.

But even so, it can be pierced with one sword.

Like a balloon.

Big and unreasonable!

But only Xiao Changfeng can say this.

In this southern border, martial arts and martial arts are scarce.

Being able to acquire a martial skill is a great opportunity.

Moreover, blood sacrifice witchcraft can be applied to the entire Xuanhuang world.

It can be considered a powerful martial skill.

Comparable to low-level martial arts at heaven level.

Although the Holy Son of Witchcraft cannot exert its true power.

But it’s also very close.

I almost beat Xiao Changfeng.

This time Xiao Changfeng also tried his best.

Except for Hydra, they all took action.

The two Dharmakayas were also destroyed again.

It requires re-sacrifice to recover.

But Xiao Changfeng is not worried.

Because he bought a large amount of elixir yesterday.

It only needs to be refined into an elixir, and the power of the elixir can be used to refine it very quickly.

"I hate it. It's just a little bit close. Give me one more minute and I will kill you with my sword!"

At this time, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult was trapped in the prison talisman array.

Although he was extremely weak, he did not faint.

Gritting my teeth at this moment.

Scarlet eyes stared at Xiao Changfeng.

Full of unwillingness.

"Noisy!"

Xiao Changfeng waved his hand and immediately flew away the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

At this time, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult was extremely exhausted and unable to resist at all.

However, Xiao Changfeng was still reluctant to kill him.

This time he came to Jiyang City.

But I came here specifically for the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

"The showdown is over. If you dare to kill my Holy Son of the Witch Cult, even if you are the Alchemy Emperor, you will definitely die!"

At this moment.

A roar suddenly sounded from below.

I saw the Northern Wu Ancestor, covered in black light, rising into the sky with a bone staff in his hand.

Head straight for Xiao Changfeng.

She is one of the four ancestors of the witchcraft religion.

We must not just watch the Holy Son of the Witch Cult die here.

So at this moment she finally couldn't help but take action.

I want to save the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.

"You can't save him!"

Xiao Changfeng put away the painting to form a prison talisman array, and then grabbed the Holy Son of the Witch Cult with one hand.

He looked calmly at the Northern Wu ancestor who was approaching rapidly.

"Protect the Holy Son!"

At this time, Shanyu also reacted.

He immediately teleported out and followed the ancestor of Northern Wu.

If something happens to the Holy Son of the Witch Cult in Jiyang City.

I am afraid that their seven major tribes will not be able to escape the blame.

Swish, swish, swish!

At this time, the other six major tribes also understood this.

In an instant, eight powerful men in the powerful realm rushed out.

Want to save Xiao Changfeng.

However, Xiao Changfeng remained calm and unhurried.

I saw him take out a palm-sized jade stone from the storage ring.

Then he looked at everyone.

"Teleportation circle, open!"

Xiao Changfeng's tongue exploded with spring thunder, instantly activating the jade in his hand.

Instantly, a ten-meter-sized magic circle appeared.

Formations appeared next to Xiao Changfeng.

"Man Er!"

Even though the eight powerful men were approaching quickly, Xiao Changfeng did not panic.

Instead, he raised his finger.

Suddenly a ray of rune light fell on Man Er's body.

A force of teleportation enveloped Xiao Changfeng and Man Er.

The next moment.

The figures of Xiao Changfeng and Man Er disappeared.

That’s right, it just disappeared!

The ancestor of Northern Wu and the chiefs of the seven major tribes quickly searched for him.

But Xiao Changfeng and the Holy Son of the Witch Cult could not be found at all.

"The Holy Son was captured by the Pill Emperor?"

Shanyu looked at the emptiness in front of him in disbelief.

The ancestor of Northern Wu was extremely expressionless!

This day.

Xiao Changfeng defeated and captured the Holy Son of the Witch Cult in front of everyone's attention!


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