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Chapter 422 The blood of Yier and others, the sword of sacrifice

"Whoosh!"

Mei Qianrou's beautiful figure fluttered and quickly rushed towards Chu Feifan. The long sword in her hand was as fast as lightning and moved like thunder.

"boom!"

"boom!"

But just when Mei Qianrou was still some distance away from Chu Feifan, his figure surged with the power of true energy as vast as the sea, and his figure was like a sharp sword striking the sky.

Huge amounts of zhenqi circulated, and Mei Qianrou's clothes floated up. The beautiful figure moving forward suddenly stopped, and there was an incredible look of shock in her eyes.

"The wind turns violently!"

"Sword Meteor!"

A loud shout rang out, and Chu Feifan's figure was as fast as lightning, like a rainbow piercing the sun. At this time, he had reached the state where man and sword merged into one, and the bluestone slabs on the ground rolled up wherever he passed.

at this time.

The long street felt like the end of the world was coming. The bluestone slabs and dust that rolled up all over the sky were suspended in the void. The silhouettes of people were like swords, fleeting and fleeting, and everything in the surrounding sky was instantly silenced.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Explosions that shook the sky rang out one after another. The Hell Blood Spirit people and Mei Qianrou on the long street were secretly horrified, and their wide-open eyes stared at the place where the two were fighting.

horrible!

terrible!

Dragon Lord's cultivation is so terrifying that it is simply intimidating!

Mei Qianrou was terrified. She had always thought that Chu Feifan's cultivation was only at the lower level of the Martial Emperor Realm. She was finally convinced tonight when she saw him. She knew that even if she attacked with all her strength, she might not be able to withstand such a terrifying attack from Chu Feifan.

trick.

The violent shaking sound could not subside for a long time. At this time, nearly a hundred warriors of the Hell Blood Spirit were also extremely shocked. The leader in their hearts was an existence that was out of reach. Chu Feifan must not be able to make a single move under his hands, but they did not expect that he would

The battle lasted for a long time, completely crushing their leader and repelling them step by step.

Everyone looked at the Zhanlu long sword stuck on the ground and trembled. They felt that the sword in their hands was about to come out at any time. Everyone was shocked and clenched the sharp blade in their hands.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The long swords in the hands of everyone on the long street were all unsheathed and stretched across the void, turning into streaks of silvery white light and flying towards Chu Feifan.

When Mei Qianrou saw the sharp blade flying out of her hand, her eyes were filled with shock, and she looked towards the two people fighting fiercely at the end of the long street.

At this time, the leader of the Hell Blood Spirits was unable to retreat under Chu Feifan's fierce attack. The cold light flashed in the man's eyes. He looked at the thousands of sword lights flying from behind Chu Feifan, and was secretly horrified. The red robe

Swinging it up, the figure quickly flew backwards, with his hands pressed against the wall behind him.

Chu Feifan suddenly raised his head, his deep eyes boiling with anger, his sharp sword-like gaze resting on the man, and a cold voice sounded.

"I have been killing the people of Chu State, doing evil, and intending to subvert my world. Tonight I will use your blood to sacrifice my sword!"

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

As Chu Feifan Senhan's voice surged under the sky, the fierce sword light in the sky behind him engulfed the man's figure like a falling meteor.

boom!

boom!

The sword light blasted against the wall around the man. At this time, the man's figure was surrounded by a Gang Qi shield, resisting the piercing sword light. His face showed pain, the wall behind him exploded, and he fell down in an instant.

ah!

Emperor Chu, I will cut you into pieces!

go to hell!

The man's angry voice sounded, and his figure flashed, ignoring the sword light attacking his body, and rushed towards Chu Feifan crazily. In anger, attacking the enemy was a bit impetuous, and the man's palms that came from the attack were somewhat distracted.

partial.

The strong wind roared, and the palm energy was violent.

There was a sly smile on Chu Feifan's lips, and his figure moved freely through the clouds and flowing water. He was light and ethereal, just like a flying sword soaring in the void, making people unable to figure it out.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The man's eyes were wide open, full of anger, and blood spurted out from his mouth, like a crazy beast trying to tear Chu Feifan into pieces.

"Whoosh!"

Chu Feifan flicked his robe sleeve with his right hand, and the Zhanlu sword flew back. He stood holding the sword, staring at the man's figure, and sneered: "It seems that your state of mind is just like this. Victory and defeat are common things for military strategists, but you are actually like this."

I’m so angry and so disappointed!”

"It's time for you to go to hell and die!"

"Whoosh!"

The wrist was slightly raised, and the sword blade roared angrily.

The sharp sword light flashed, piercing the void and only heard the space cracking inch by inch. The flying sword light penetrated the man's shoulder, and blood flew.

The man's sinister eyes shrank, and the figure rushed forward, piercing his body with the long sword at will. The powerful energy lingered on his palm, and he struck out with a palm. The two figures flew out and fell to the ground at the same time.

"Ha ha.........."

"Emperor Chu, if you want to kill me, you're not even close!"

"Hell Blood Spirits obeyed the order and all went out to kill Emperor Chu!"

The figure of the man struggled to rise to the bottom, a sinister light flashed in his eyes, and the cold and bone-eroding voice echoed under the night sky.

Hear the sound.

The Hell Blood Spirits, who were still in fear, looked frightened. They moved around to pick up the weapons on the ground and quickly moved toward Chu Feifan.

"Just because you guys want to kill me, you are just wishful thinking!"

"But it's okay, I just use your blood to pay homage to the dead people of Chu!"

Chu Feifan, who was covered in blood on the ground, suddenly stood up, as if a roar came from the bottom of his heart, and turned around suddenly. The hell blood spirits rushing up behind him stopped one after another, and retreated unconsciously, the weapons in their hands trembling.

Endless.

No!

impossible!

Hasn't Emperor Chu been seriously injured by me?

How could he stand up again?

The man looked shocked, filled with doubts, and groaned in an incredible voice.

"Long Zun, just leave these to your subordinates, there is no need for Long Zun to take action personally!"

"No, they are all the culprits who hurt the people. They dare to commit crimes in the imperial capital and spread the virus. I will kill them with my own hands!"

Mei Qianrou had already seen that Chu Feifan was seriously injured and was still holding on, but she had to obey Chu Feifan's order, so she could only quietly retreat behind him.

"Suffer death!"

Chu Feifan held the sword tightly in his hand and rushed forward unsteadily. The faces of the hell blood spirits were ashen and their figures retreated one after another.

"Don't panic, all the blood spirits. Emperor Chu is at the end of his powerful crossbow. If you all attack him in groups, you will definitely kill him!"

"Yeah!"

"Whoosh!"

Chu Feifan sneered like the God of Asura Purgatory Slaughter, his eyes flashed with a scornful gaze on the world, and he struck a sword with his backhand, and the sharp sword light drew a one-meter-wide ravine on the ground.

At the end of the ravine was the leader of the Hell Blood Spirits, but at this time, he had already left his body, and his gurgling blood splashed in the void.

"Too much nonsense!"

"Kill with one sword!"

The hell-blooded spirits were terrified. They felt that the atmosphere on the long street instantly turned frosty and eroded their bones. They turned around and tried to escape. However, their legs seemed to be filled with lead and it was very difficult to even move.

(End of chapter)


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