The boundless night turned into a blood-red crimson.
The strange smiling face of Leng and arrogant under the hazy crescent moon made people shudder, and Yan Teng and the other two looked like they had never been solemn before.
"careful!"
Yanteng's pupils shrank suddenly and he suddenly said loudly.
Before he finished speaking, Leng'an's sword started to move, but his man was clearly still in place without any movement.
Without having time to think about it, Yan Teng raised his hand and punched him directly.
boom!
Behind him, a figure rose up like a mountain peak, and his fist was like a city palace, and he was standing in front of him.
Click!
The sound of a city shattering sounded, and then a dazzling lightning broke through the night sky, and a sword light shattered the fist light.
The Thunder Demon Sword, which was still in place just now, suddenly came to Yan Teng. His people came very quickly, but his sword came even faster.
Puchi!
Almost just shattered Yan Teng's fist light, the sword light drew a blood mark on Yan Teng's body. Yan Teng retreated quickly enough. However, the sword still cut his right shoulder and his face was involuntarily painful.
"Shenxiao subdues the demon!"
At the critical moment, Xuan Fei killed him with a Zen stick in his hand, and lightning burst out in the crimson night. His stick shattered the void, as if even the mountains could easily be scattered.
Domineering, fierce!
Leng Aoran turned around, avoided the sharp edge, and then slashed by a sword. There was a bloody light like a dragon, and the dragon head roared, shaking the battle easily.
boom!
The dazzling sword light swept through the layers of clouds. Lei Lan, who had the fastest body skills among the three, seemed to flash the sword light in his hand and slashed towards the neck of the Thunder Demon Sword.
Bang!
Leng Aoran smiled faintly, and after the dragon roared, the dragon's tail swung.
Rumble!
Without waiting for the other party to approach, the blood-electric dragon transformed into a dragon with its tail swinging, and a swaying tail turned into a strong wind that stirred the sky. The void shook, sweeping Lei Lan and others to the sword and swept it away directly.
"die!"
As soon as Yanteng landed, he did not care about the scars on his shoulders and punched him across the sky like a comet, directly killing the head of the Thunder Demon Sword.
The sword in Leng Aoran's hand circled around, and the dragon shadow wrapped around the sword, stabbed it out, resisting the terrifying fist light.
Bang!
With a shocking sound, the ground exploded in an instant, and Yanteng took several steps before he could barely stand firm.
"Too tender, too tender, hahahaha!"
Leng Aoran laughed loudly. He didn't give the three people a chance to come again, and directly launched a terrifying sword force.
Suddenly, everyone immediately saw an extremely terrifying scene.
Leng Aoran fought against three with one, and the leader of these three sects was so irritated that he could not get angry.
Under the crimson, blood lightning shines in the sky.
The terrifying sword momentum is perfectly integrated with thunder and evil spirits. The cold and arrogant sword intent is only at the peak of spiritual communication, but his thunder will has reached an extremely terrifying state.
What's even more terrible is that his blood evil is perfectly integrated with the sword intent, which can evolve into the power of a dragon that looks like a real one.
Too scary!
In less than half an hour, the three of them were left with bloody sword injuries to the body. The Thunder Demon Sword was calm and the smile on their faces never stopped, and there was no injury at all.
Is this really just a galaxy realm?
Everyone was stunned. Their realm was the same as that of the Thunder Demon Sword, and it was not much different.
But the combat power is different from several times, which is completely unimaginable. He looks very young and will not be over thirty years old.
Perhaps the rumors are true, he was once a disciple of a super sect in the ancient world.
"Nine Dragons Breaking the Sky!"
Another sword light flashed, and this world was transformed into a blood-colored ocean by the Thunder Demon Sword. When the sword light completely bloomed.
Nine blood-colored dragons broke through the sea and killed Yanteng and flew away with blood.
When the three of them landed, their faces were extremely pale, and blood kept overflowing from the corners of their mouths. When they looked at the Thunder Demon Sword, they all flashed with a strong look of fear.
Thunder Demon Sword!
No wonder, no wonder he could escape calmly in Ye Ziling's hands half a year ago.
This person's strength is far from what they can imagine. I am afraid that an ordinary Astrological Powerful Man may not be his opponent.
In the distance, someone was already shocked and flew away quietly, not daring to continue. The remaining people frantically opened the distance and retreated to a place where the words "described to be safe."
"The disciples of the three sects are getting back and forth. I haven't warmed up yet." Leng Aurantan looked at the three of them, and a mocking look flashed in his eyes, and he sneered.
Mocking these so-called personal disciples is one of his greatest hobbies.
Especially the other party knelt on the ground and begged for mercy in front of him, his trembling appearance made him even more excited.
However, the situation seems to be a little wrong.
The three people in front seemed quite calm, with a look of fear in their eyes, but there was not much panic.
Do you still have a trump card?
The Thunder Demon Sword curled a smile on his lips, and his eyes showed a look of interest, which was a little interesting.
"The Thunder Demon Sword is really powerful!"
Yan Teng wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly: "If I hadn't relied on anything, I would have to beg you for mercy now. What a pity... Yan said, you will definitely die today!"
As he finished speaking, Yanteng slapped the storage bag lightly, and an extremely gorgeous silver spear appeared in his hand.
This spear is covered with silver light, lingering with holy brilliance, and exudes a charming luster.
boom!
When Yanteng held the spear at the same time with both hands, a magnificent holy light rushed to the sky, and the sky was instantly broken. The crescent moon shone again, and the moonlight sprinkled gently on the ground like water.
Holy Soldier!
Seeing the spear in Yanteng's hand, everyone was shocked and their chins were almost falling off.
This should be the holy soldier named Wang Hook in Chu Tianhao's hand of the King's Palace. The spear head is like a huge fish hook, so it is named.
Even in the ancient realm, holy soldiers are extremely rare, even if they are just holy soldiers with hundreds of patterns.
Everyone's hearts were trembling, and huge waves appeared deep in their hearts.
Plop! Plop!
Leng Aoran only felt his blood accelerated, and his heart was beating wildly. He was so high-profile in Cangxuan Mansion that he finally caught a big fish.
"Kill him!"
Yanteng held the king hook in his hand and looked at the Thunder Demon Sword indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes.
When he sacrificed the holy soldiers, the man was already dead.
boom!
Wang Gou's spear light pointed forward, and a powerful holy power surged, instantly suppressing the blood evil of the Thunder Demon Sword.
Huh!
The blood-colored mist visible to the naked eye was like water, and was constantly forced back and rushed into the body of the Thunder Demon Sword.
Xuan Fei and Lei Lan immediately reduced their pressure and roared each other, sacrificing the Holy Spirit out and killing Leng Aoran again.
Leng Aoran's face changed slightly. The pressure of this holy soldier did cause him great trouble.
Body skills, star energy, sword intent, and even blood evil are all restricted.
I immediately thought about it and sacrificed his Holy Spirit, the blood-colored dragon.
Rumble!
The Holy Spirit fought against the moonlight for three days, and in just a moment, all the vast Qiu family houses were destroyed. Countless courtyard walls and buildings collapsed, turning into dust in pieces.
Bang!
While the three of them were fighting, Yanteng suddenly took action, and the king hook in his hand burst into silver light.
The dense holy patterns bloomed, and a beam of light shattered the void, and in the blink of an eye, bombarded the body of the Thunder Demon Sword. Crack, blood stormed, and a hole appeared in the body of the Thunder Demon Sword, and blood kept flowing down.
"Hmph, fight me!"
Yanteng saw this scene and smiled grimly.
clang!
At the same time, Xuan Fei and Lei Lan's killing moves also took advantage of the situation. The injured Thunder Demon Sword was directly bombarded and blood was spit out again.
Everyone's hearts changed drastically. Is this the power of the holy soldiers?
Before he really took action, the arrogant Thunder Demon Sword was so embarrassed.
It is unimaginable how powerful Chu Tianhao would be when he mastered this gun.
Yanteng's expression was indifferent, and his eyes flashed with an impulse of destruction flashed in his eyes. He moved the moment when the Thunder Demon Sword was bombarded by Lei Lan and the other two.
In an instant, holy patterns bloomed on the silver spear, and in the blink of an eye, the number of holy patterns reached more than fifty. The holy patterns were permeated, and the majestic energy of heaven and earth continued to pour into it. Yanteng held the silver spear in his hand and danced his long hair.
boom!
He stepped heavily on the ground, and the ground collapsed instantly. The man burst into light brighter than the silver moon in the air.
The number of holy patterns wrapped around behind him officially reached one hundred, and the terrifying pressure swept across all directions. Everyone was stunned by Yan Teng's sharpness at this moment.
Holy Soldier!
This is the power of the holy soldiers!
“It’s time to end!”
The silver spear swept through the air, and Yan Teng's figure disappeared in front of everyone, and when he was again, it had landed on the ground.
Rumble!
The silver holy light on his body was so majestic that he could not see directly. The spear in his hand pierced through the layers of blood lights. Blood-colored dragons let out shrill wails, shattering one after another, and then the protective star element on the Thunder Demon Sword was also broken.
The spear named Wang Hook, with a devastating edge, pierced the heart of the Thunder Demon Sword.
Are you going to die?
Everyone became extremely nervous. The evil cultivator of the Cangxuan Mansion seemed to be dying in Yanteng's hands.
This makes people feel a little unreal, but under the power of the holy soldiers, everything seems so real.
"die!"
Yanteng roared and tried his best to stab the corpse of the Thunder Demon Sword directly without a single blow.
when!
But something extremely strange happened. There was a violent metal collision sound between heaven and earth, and sparks splashed out from the heart of the Thunder Demon Sword, illuminating the night sky.
This deadly shot was blocked.
Everyone looked at it incredibly and saw that the body of the Thunder Demon Sword was covered with a layer of heavy armor with metallic luster. The heavy armor was as strong as a mountain, with terrible pressure, as if a sky had turned into a battle suit and landed on the Thunder Demon Sword.
"Xuantian Heavy Armor!"
Yanteng was shocked and said in a disgusting voice: "You are a disciple of Xuantian Sect in the Ancient Domain!"
"Ahem, the holy soldiers are really terrible. Unfortunately, you can't even exert one-tenth of the power, so let me leave it!"
The Thunder Demon Sword's mouth was covered with blood, his face was a little pale, but he was particularly eccentric in laughter.
boom!
Before Yan Teng could react, he reached out and grabbed the gun.
Xuantian heavy armor?
A look of surprise flashed in Lei Lan and Xuan Fei's eyes at the same time. It was the secret technique in the Xuantian Sect's mountain-keeping martial arts Xuantian Treasure Mirror. Only the disciples of Xuantian Sect are qualified.
Xuantian Sect, the strongest super sect in the ancient world!
As soon as they thought of this, a terrifying look flashed in their eyes. How could this be possible? How could the disciples of Xuantian Sect run to Cangxuan Mansion?
But they couldn't help thinking. Yan Teng, who could not achieve a single blow, obviously exhausted a large amount of star energy.
Almost instantly, the holy soldiers in his hand were taken away by the other party, and they waved their hands and flew backwards.
"Hahaha! It's been three years, and I finally found some fun in this place where birds don't poop. Holy Soldier, hahahaha!" The Thunder Demon Sword held the silver spear and his expression was so excited that it was almost twisted.
Damn it!
Yanteng felt regretful so much that his intestines were blue. He instantly realized that the other party was deliberately injured and led him to take action.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air sounded like arrows one after another. The disciples of other sects in the distance fled far away when they saw that the situation was not good.
"Since you're here, don't leave, come back to me, hahaha!"
The Thunder Demon Sword burst into laughter. He held the silver spear in both hands, and the suppressed Blood Evil Sword Sword power swept out with a more terrifying momentum.
Rumble!
The blood evil mist that flew out turned into a terrifying and extremely strong wind, accompanied by the roar of a dragon.
The dragon soared like a blood-colored hurricane, rolling back those who had fled far away.
Not long after, everyone was trapped within the power of his blood evil spirit, with pale faces and unable to move, and their eyes were extremely frightened.
"The good show should begin, killing, killing, who should start?"
Leng Aoran held the spear, glanced at the head of the Qiu family. The head of the Qiu family immediately collapsed to the ground with a fright, and his heart was in a state of turmoil.
As for the other Qiu family Xingjun, they were already frightened and fell to the ground one after another.
"Master Demon Sword, spare our lives, we are innocent!"
Ha ha ha ha!
Leng Ao Ran laughed unceasingly. Amid this hideous laughter, the head of the Qiu family got up and knelt on the ground, and said in pain: "Master Demon Sword, I am willing to take on the matter today. I can get all the eight thousand star god pills you want in half a month. If you want to kill, kill me, let go of the other people in the Qiu family."
"No, no, no!"
The Benthunder Demon Sword grinned and said, "Mr. I misunderstood. You are my great hero. If you weren't for you, how could I get this holy soldier? Don't worry, I will definitely kill your life in the end!"
Amid the laughter, his eyes swept and fell on Yan Teng and the other two again.
The three of them were immediately frightened. Xuan Fei and Lei Lan were a little panicked, and their eyes couldn't help but look at Yanteng.
Yanteng forced himself to calm down, his eyes flashed, and he pondered: "Master Demon Sword, since you are a disciple of Xuantian Sect, you must be responsible for coming to Cangxuan Mansion. As long as you are willing, I can give you a saddle and go through fire and water!"
A strange color flashed in Leng Aaron's eyes, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are a sloppy person, but you are not stupid. It's barely enough to be a dog for me!"
"Thank you!"
A happy look flashed in Yanteng's eyes, and he immediately plopped and fell to the ground.
He thought very clearly in his mind that he lost the Holy Soldier King Hook and returned to the sect, he would definitely die. Holding the thigh of the Thunder Demon Sword is a way to survive. Being a dog is better than being dead.
"good!"
Leng Aaron's eyes showed satisfaction, and he pointed his finger. The disciples of other sects said with a smile: "You can kill these people for me!"
Yanteng's face changed. These people were personal disciples of other sects of Cangxuan Mansion. Once they were killed, he would have no way out from now on.
Completely broke up with Cang Xuan Mansion!
And it is even worse than the evil cultivator. He is equivalent to selling his owners for honor. He has killed the leader of the evil cultivator and has completely become the evil cultivator's traitor.
"These wastes shouldn't have dirty the adult's hands!"
Yanteng slowly stood up and soon had an idea. Leng Aoran didn't let him kill the people in Xuanwang Palace anyway.
The personal disciples of other sects will be killed if they are killed.
"Yanteng, are you crazy?"
When a group of people saw Yan Teng coming towards them, their eyes showed an incredible look. This man was about to kill the Thunder Demon Sword just now. In a blink of an eye, he turned into the other party's tyrant and wanted to kill them for the other party.
"Yanteng, you are the leader of the Hangwang Palace, is that kind of backbone?" The personal disciples of other sects said furiously.
Yan Teng said lightly: "A bunch of dead people, do I need to explain to you?"
Leng and arrogantly smiled without saying a word, watching this scene quietly, it was really good to be a dog.
The harvest tonight is really unimaginable.
But just as Yan Teng was about to kill someone, a sound of nature sounded sound of flute sounded under the vast moonlight.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of Xiao is getting closer and closer, and the sword intent contained in the sound of Xiao is ringing continuously between heaven and earth.
From a distance, you can see a silver figure slowly approaching the moonlight.
A heartbreaking song, where can I find a soulmate in the world!
A song of pear blossoms fades, only roses are red in the snow!
A song of beautiful smile, how can this matter be remembered from the beginning!
With the suffering of reincarnation, where will I meet you again in this body?
A chaotic world is a world of chaos, so we are not a thing in the pond. This sword body is extraordinary!
The sound of the flute is vast and vast, like a song or a smile, and it becomes more and more exciting under this crimson, making people's passionate and uncontrollable.
"The burial flower dynasty is here!"
The crowd was infuriated, and a name appeared in everyone's mind and blurted out. It was the famous Hua Hua Gongzi who was recently called Xiao Jian Shuang Jue, a flute and a sword, and crossed the Cang Xuan Mansion.
All the evil cultivators he targeted were dead without exception. His deeds were so magical that they were rumored to be invincible in the eyes of many people.
Burial of the Flower Boy?
Yan Teng was stunned in an instant, why did this guy come here at this time?
He had just been a dog for the Thunder Demon Sword and was about to kill the disciples of other sects, but the Burial Flower Master appeared by chance.
He lost all his face and was able to save his life, and he would not be ashamed to stay in Cangxuan Mansion in the future.
Damn it! Yanteng's face was extremely ugly, his right fist was clenched, and he felt indescribable.
“It’s saved.”
The head of the Qiu family looked at the silver figure slowly approaching, with a happy face and slowly stood up.
The sound of the flute stopped abruptly. Lin Yun put down the purple jade divine bamboo flute. Under the silver moon mask, no one could see his expression clearly. He had a cold look in his eyes, and he looked down at the Thunder Sword Demon.
"Is another one who died?"
Leng Aoran looked at the other party, holding the silver spear in both hands, and grinning.
[Five thousand words of big chapters, no more chapters, there will be some tonight.]