The blood cloud light pillar penetrates the sky, transporting the surging blood energy into the bloody cloud haze above the Demon City.
Thousands of evil followers were entrenched under the Blood Pillar, and tens of thousands of people in the city were escorted to kneel down under the Blood Pillar. The evil magic robbed the people of their consciousness, and the Blood Pillar continued to absorb red blood light from their bodies to replenish itself.
Hundreds of righteous warriors armed with swords charged at the evil disciples.
The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the smoke filled the air.
Before Han Feng and others rushed to the Blood Pillar battlefield, Han Feng took the lead, dragging his sword.
Faced with three white-robed Tenri cultists holding scimitars, Han Feng didn't stop.
The long sword flipped sideways, and with the power of Leng Yue's sword, he cut off the blade of the Tianli cultivator in front of him. He raised the sword and flipped it back, causing three streams of blood to splash.
The martial arts people who came with Han Feng were inspired by Han Feng's indomitable spirit and charged one after another.
Luo Yingrou looked at the blood-stained battlefield, her eyes changed from sadness to determination, she clenched her fists and prepared to rush into the battlefield to fight.
Lao Bai followed Luo Yingrou closely and grabbed the girl's wrist: "Oh, Miss Luo, I promised my boss to keep an eye on you."
Luo Yingrou turned around and looked at Lao Bai: "Brother Bai, I am the descendant of the Luo Family Martial Arts School and the descendant of the Shen Yuan Sword Sect. If you ask me to hide here alone and tremble, I can't do it."
Lao Bai and Luo Yingrou looked at each other for two breaths, looked away, touched their noses and said, "Okay, let's go together."
Luo Yingrou nodded heavily.
The two of them rushed into the battlefield together.
The battlefield where thousands of people are fighting is so chaotic that once you rush into it, you can no longer tell the difference between east, west and north.
Groups of Tianli believers formed a large formation in Genshan, condensing energy to increase defense power and greatly increase the pressure on the righteous path.
Luo Yingrou was just a weak girl, but her martial arts skills were not weak. She used her hands to use fist and sword techniques, using her arms instead of swords. Every punch could make the Tianli cultivator blessed by the Genshan Formation vomit blood.
And Lao Bai found an opportunity to exert himself here. Facing those incorporeal evil spirits in the city, Lao Bai's acupuncture skills were of no use, and his strength was reduced to 70%, but for this group of people who practiced hard attacks,
A disciple of Genshan Gua, Lao Bai's [Sunflower Acupuncture Hand] is accurate every time.
All the Tianli believers who relied on the formation to protect their bodies and resisted the power of Old Bai Zhi were all hit in their fatal acupoints, vomiting blood and fell to the ground.
In the entire battlefield, the Tianli Sect has a numerical advantage, while the warriors from Zhengdao, Xuanjian Division and Zhenwu Hall are stronger in terms of force. The two sides are locked in a battle, and it is difficult to separate them.
In the center of the formation under the blood cloud light pillar, three righteous masters were besieging Chen Shou, the leader of the Genshan hexagram, and Yin Qu Xingde, the commander of the water line.
Four Genshan hexagram envoys and hundreds of Genshan hexagram disciples surrounded the city, hoping to aid the leader of their sect, but faced with the battle of a group of strong men, it was difficult to intervene.
Qu Xingde held the Dark Water Thunder in his hand and manipulated the surging water vapor in the air to use water-bending techniques to defeat Kou Hongying, the swordswoman in red, and the silver-armored generals of the Zhenwu Hall.
Whenever the flying water waves hit an opponent, they will explode with thunderous light, forcing the opponent back with explosive energy.
Chen Shou, the master of the Genshan hexagram, independently fought against the giant axe-wielding man, although his sixth-grade cultivation was actually far inferior to that of the giant axe-wielding man, a fifth-grade strongman of the Zhongling sect.
However, the nearby Genshan Gua disciples set up the [Genshan Formation] to connect hundreds of people's energy to Chen Shou to share all the attacks he received.
Every time the giant man with an ax hit Chen Shou with his axe, Chen Shou was unable to be hurt. Chen Shou could only make the nearby Tianli Sect disciples groan, but he was pressed down and beaten by Chen Shou.
The light of the sword cut across the realm, and Han Feng, who felt depressed in his heart, held the Lengyue sword in his hand and rushed into the Genshan Gua disciples who had set up the [Genshan Formation].
[Sword in the Snow Trigram] Aroused the energy of the wind and snow, strangled the two people in front of him with one knife, and then the figure rushed in, cutting off the arms of the two white-robed cultists on the left and right.
With a breath of white breath, Han Feng wiped the obvious blood from his forehead, stood up straight, and scanned the evil people nearby who were not daring to move forward.
The wanton and frenzied killing makes people lose their consciousness while keeping them extremely calm.
"You bastards from the Tenri Sect, you are brave enough to come up here!"
Han Feng took a step forward as he spoke, his boots leaving traces on the blood-stained soil.
The nearby cultists looked at this madman and thought he was as scary as a demon in the city.
"That boy, don't be so arrogant!"
A Eight-Rank Gua Envoy from the Tianli Sect rushed over and performed the [Genshan Miracle Technique], dispersing the color of rocks all over his body.
When Han Feng saw his opponent coming to fight, he went straight towards him without dodging, and Leng Yue's sword slashed at his shoulder.
This hexagram envoy, relying on his extraordinary ability to protect the body, even reached out to grab the back of the Lengyue sword.
Han Feng sneered slightly, raised his sword, and cut his palm in half along the tiger's mouth.
The flesh and blood were blurred for a while.
This hexagram caused the pain to penetrate into the bone marrow, but the reaction was extremely fast, and he turned around and ran away.
Han Feng took advantage of the sharpness of Leng Yue's sword but refused to let him go. Ti Yun was filled with Zixia Qi, and the rapid movement of his skills made his whole face turn purple, and he opened his mouth to roar.
"Roar!!!"
The wild and overbearing roar of the lion set off a roar of sound, and the dust and sand rushed nearby. The Tenri believers who were ready to help stopped their ears and retreated.
The Tianli Cultist who faced this roar felt dizzy and had a fishy nose.
Han Feng chased after him, slashing his sword.
He raised his foot and kicked down the man's headless body. Han Feng once again glanced at the hundreds of cultists in front of him, his eyes like lightning, which actually frightened all the enemies.
"Hahahaha! Good boy, which sect are you from? What a handsome sonic skill!"
The Genshan formation was affected, and Chen Shou, the leader of the Genshan hexagram, suddenly received much less blessings. The giant axe-wielding man took the opportunity to use his power to regain the upper hand, and chased Chen Shou with a giant axe.
While chopping, I was still in the mood to talk to Han Feng.
Han Feng rushed into the crowd of Tianli believers with a sword in his hand, [Iron Palm Flying Flowers] in his left hand, and [Sword Sword in the Snow] in his right hand. He beat the cultists to the point where they lost their temper. He laughed loudly and responded: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint my seniors.
He is not a member of the Jianghu, but a Wei of the Xuanjian Division, his surname is Han and his name is Feng."
While they were talking, the remaining three Genshan hexagram envoys rushed over side by side to subdue Han Feng. Two grabbed his hands and feet, and one hit him directly in the face.
Han Feng jumped back and struck a palm with a divination user. Purple petals flew and he took advantage of the situation to retreat.
After exchanging palm strikes, Han Feng and the hexagram envoy each took a few steps back. Han Feng secretly assessed his own condition.
The shoulder blade of my left hand was injured in the palm confrontation just now, and the wrist of my right hand was also under a lot of pressure due to the continuous use of the Zhongcheng Sword Technique. The internal energy was reduced to half, and my physical strength was quite abundant.
Fortunately, I have the [Dragon Song Iron Cloth Shirt] and the [Thirteen Taibao Cross-training Body Protectors], otherwise my hand would have been broken if I tried to compete with these Tie Hanhan who practiced [Genshan Qigong].
Just as he was thinking about it, he felt a strong wind blow against his face. The giant axe-wielding man gave up chasing the Genshan hexagram master and jumped in front of him, asking loudly: "What? Are you Han Feng, the author of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?"