"Blood-clothed King Xue Feng, you may not know that there are only four people left who are chasing me! You are one of them!"
Zhuo Wen stood opposite Xue Feng, but he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he looked directly at the latter and said calmly.
Xuefeng narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhuo Wen, but he smiled and said: "Zhuo Wen, I admit that you have many methods! But you may not know how many people are chasing you this time.
A strong man of the same level, right? Do you think this sentence can scare me?"
Zhuo Wen sarcastically said: "Scaring you? Is this good for me? There are thirty-seven people chasing me this time, and I killed thirty-three of them with my own hands! Now, you are the thirty-fourth!"
Hearing this, Xue Feng fell completely silent.
What Zhuo Wen said was correct, there were indeed thirty-seven people who surrounded and suppressed Zhuo Wen this time.
Could it be that what this man said is true, that he really killed thirty-four of the thirty-seven strong men with his own hands.
Those are thirty-four powerful men at the level of Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth. They are experts who stand at the true pinnacle of the hundred realms outside the realm, and they are also the elites of the nine super realms.
Among them, there are many monks from their Blood Thorn Realm.
If they all died in Zhuo Wen's hands, the losses to their nine super realms would be extremely heavy.
"This is impossible! Zhuo Wen, do you think saying such words can mess up my mind? You are really wishful thinking!"
Xue Feng snorted coldly, stepped forward with his right foot suddenly, and the terrifying aura surged out like an abyss or a sea.
Hao Hai's divine power spread to the entire continent like a substance. Due to the powerful influence, the entire continent trembled violently and countless cracks appeared.
Xuefeng's body is taller than ten feet, thousands of feet...ten thousand feet...hundreds of thousands of feet...millions of feet taller...
When his body reached a million feet, his aura reached extremely terrifying heights, and the huge fragments of the continent under his feet collapsed and turned into countless rubbles.
Zhuo Wen landed on a piece of gravel, and the surging divine power protected his whole body, blocking countless gravel coming towards him.
Xue Maple's Fa Tian Xiang Di is a human figure whose whole body is covered in blood-colored robes.
This huge blood-robed human figure holds a blood-colored scepter in his right hand and a ball made of countless blood-colored silk threads in his left hand.
His whole body was filled with a powerful aura of majesty.
However, Zhuo Wen could feel that Xue Feng's aura was not very stable.
Obviously, he must have been seriously injured after the battle with the previous ghost in the dead forest.
"Zhuowen, the biggest mistake you made in your life was to teleport me here alone! Do you think you will be my opponent in a duel with me?"
Xue Feng's huge body looked down at Zhuo Wen on the gravel, with deep disdain and contempt on his lips.
"Now, I will show you how powerful I am and how weak you are!"
Xue Feng said, raising the bloody scepter with his right hand, and terrifying divine power suddenly swept out.
A bolt of bloody lightning dozens of feet thick suddenly shot out from the bloody scepter, piercing the starry sky and striking at the young man standing on the gravel in front of him.
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and instantly entered the demon-stained state, and then he pointed the sword finger of his right hand between his eyebrows.
Wow!
The terrifying divine soul power surged out, and a huge black divine sword condensed in front of him.
In the demon-dyed state, the purple-gold color of the Divine Soul Sword Intent was completely infected by the demonic energy, the color was completely dyed black, and the aura became extremely terrifying and frightening.
Zhuo Wen grabbed his right hand from the air, and the Ten Thousand Zhang Divine Sword suddenly burst out with a terrifying storm of sword energy, sweeping around Zhuo Wen, and countless rubbles were annihilated into powder.
"cut!"
Zhuo Wen shouted softly, and slashed forward with his right hand. Following his gesture, the Ten Thousand-Zhang Divine Sword was swung out, and the terrifying wind swept away, colliding heavily with the blood-colored lightning.
Tear!
For a moment, time seemed to have stopped, flowing extremely slowly.
But this phenomenon of time standing still did not last long, and then Xue Feng was shocked to find that the blood-colored lightning he swung was actually cut off by the ten-thousand-foot divine sword.
The countless rubbles suspended around Zhuo Wen were shattered into powder in an instant, unable to withstand the terrifying shock wave generated by the collision between the two.
"Cut again!"
After cutting through the bloody lightning with a sword, Zhuo Wen stepped into the air and appeared not far above the blood maple.
I saw the sword finger of Zhuo Wen's right hand, raised high above his head, looking down at Xue Feng, and then waved his hand down heavily.
The ten thousand-foot-long divine sword slashed down from the sky, and terrifying explosions exploded around the starry sky, forming terrifying black hole vortices.
"This guy's soul is actually so powerful. I'm afraid it has reached the level of the late stage of Fa Tian Xiang Di, or even stronger!"
Xue Feng's pupils shrank into needles. He could feel that this black divine sword was purely condensed from the power of Zhuo Wen's soul. Its power was so extraordinary that it actually gave him a trembling feeling.
"Damn it, you're just an ant against the ancient starlight..."
Xue Maple roared angrily and raised the bloody scepter high.
In an instant, countless bloody thunderbolts suddenly erupted from the bloody scepter, and each thunderbolt was dozens of feet thick.
With Blood Maple as the center, everything with a radius of billions of kilometers was covered by blood-colored thunder eyes, like a sea of blood-colored thunder.
These bloody thunders began to condense and combine, eventually forming an unprecedented huge bloody thunder dragon.
Roar!
The bloody thunder dragon roared to the sky, soared into the sky, and rushed towards the black divine sword that had been chopped down.
Boom!
The bloody thunder dragon and the black divine sword collided heavily, exploding with endless light. The rubble floating around them and the entire continent collapsed into powder.
Zhuo Wen was hanging in mid-air, his eyes slightly condensed, secretly thinking that Xue Feng was indeed a strong man in the late stage of Fa Tian Xiang Di, and the power of this attack was really so powerful.
The Ten Thousand-Zhang Divine Soul Sword Intent in the demon-dyed state actually fell into a disadvantage.
"Break it for me!"
Seeing that the Ten Thousand Zhang Divine Sword was at a disadvantage, Xue Feng showed a cold smile on his lips, and then roared loudly. The bloody thunder dragon in mid-air let out a shocking roar, and his momentum instantly increased to the extreme.
The Myriad Divine Sword was pushed back continuously, and even more violent series of explosions rang out in the surrounding starry sky.
"Little bastard, you're dead!"
Xue Feng's eyes were scarlet, and he jumped up, his huge body landing on the huge Blood Thunder Dragon.
At this moment, the Blood Thunder Dragon was like a divine help. Both its aura and size increased several times in an instant, completely suppressing the Ten Thousand Zhang Divine Sword.
Zhuo Wen was still hovering in mid-air, silently looking down at the approaching Scarlet Thunder Dragon below and the Wan Zhang Divine Sword being pushed upwards by the Blood Thunder Dragon.
"Xue Feng, you underestimate me!"
Zhuo Wen slowly said these words, and blazing bloody flames suddenly burst out from the depths of his eyes.