They gathered in Gong Gianxiao's palm and tightly entangled Mo Anhe and the Great Elder.
Moanhe frantically begged for mercy:
"Master, spare my life!"
"Rare..."
In the screams, Mo Anhe's body shape was continuously compressed!
Bang!
In an instant.
The two of them had turned into majestic blood essence, which was sucked into Gong Jianxiao's palm and turned into bloody runes.
There were still tears in the corners of the old man's eyes, as if he was very heartbroken.
When Feng Wuji saw this scene, he was shocked and said angrily:
"Blood Sacrifice Technique?"
"Who the hell are you!"
This blood sacrifice technique was actually the same as the Great Master Fumin he had seen in the secret prison...
Exactly the same!
The same sacrifice essence and blood, the same rune fluctuations!
"who I am?"
Gongjian Xiao was filled with blood and tears, and he said with a ferocious smile:
"I am the Supreme Sect Master of Wuji Sect!"
boom!
He put two balls of essence and blood runes in his hands and put them on his chest!
Bloody light instantly enveloped it.
After absorbing the essence and blood of two people at the top of the Purple Mansion Realm, his current state reached an unprecedented peak.
But in the midst of great sorrow and great joy, I ignored the faint grayish-white color in the essence and blood transformed by Mo Anhe.
Feng Wuji looked at him coldly, showing no fear.
Bang!
Bloody light instantly entered Gong Jianxiao's body.
The whole person has completely changed!
There is no trace of old age anymore, and the blood and hair are like a waterfall.
A strange grimace grew on his chest.
And two fleshy wings actually grew out of its back.
The whole person looked like he was no longer human.
"very good!"
"Your Wuji Sect is indeed an evil heretic!"
Feng Wuji was shocked and angry.
Gong Gongxiao turned a deaf ear and stared at his hands.
Then, he looked up at Feng Wuji, with murderous intent in his eyes:
"Even if you are no longer a human being, I will cut you into pieces!"
Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of blood and punched out.
"die!"
Feng Wuji's eyes were cold and he directly faced Bahuang Fist.
Both sides don't have any skills, they compete purely with fists!
boom!
The entire Qixia Mountain was shaking, and the large formation on the ground shone with mysterious light, protecting the space.
In an instant, hundreds of punches were exchanged.
Boom, boom, boom!
Feng Wuji's Bahuang Fist Intention becomes more and more courageous as he fights. As the layers are added up, the golden aura becomes more and more dazzling.
boom!
In Gong Gianxiao's disbelieving eyes, Feng Wuji actually broke through his fist.
Hit him directly in the abdomen!
Gong Gongxiao spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew away.
Just when Feng Wuji was taking advantage of the victory to pursue.
Gong Gongxiao flapped his wings and paused.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:
"What a hard fist!"
"But your aura has also dropped a lot!"
Feng Wuji sneered and waved his right hand.
"Just you?"
Whoosh!
The Chixiao sword clanked, condensing the sword of annihilation, ready to go.
Gong Jianxiao looked at the red sword and his eyes narrowed.
"What a dangerous smell!"
He suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
"I don't have much time!"
"Can't delay any longer!"
As he spoke, the whole person hung in the air.
"Rakshasa Blood Cry!"
Buzz!
Suddenly let out a loud roar!
The sound was like a sea, echoing throughout the hall.
Feng Wuji felt dizzy.
"not good!"
He was suddenly startled.
Seas of blood surged from all directions, and he was instantly surrounded.
Click, click, click!
Countless Rakshasa ghost faces appeared in the sea of blood, with terrifying big mouths, seemingly trying to devour him.
The demonic sound continued, and for a moment, Feng Wuji couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality.
boom!
He slashed at the ghost face with his sword.
The sword light actually passed through and was unable to cause any damage.
But Ghostface just opened his mouth wide and stared at him, as if he was mocking.
Whoosh!
Black light spewed out from the grimace's mouth.
In an instant, countless black lights shot out!
Feng Wuji's golden aura exploded and turned into two golden arms.
The sword on the left refers to the sword on the right.
A flurry of swords.
Blooming all around!
However, the crimson sword energy and golden sword aura had no effect on these black lights.
"What?"
Feng Wuji was shocked and furious, and was hit by countless black lights.
Boom, boom, boom!
He only felt cold and chilly all over his body.
A piece of his soul seemed to be torn apart.
When Gong Jianxiao saw that he had finally been tricked, he laughed wildly.
"Even if you are good at fists and kicks, how can you prevent this Rakshasa's grimace?"
Feng Wuji carefully felt the stinging pain coming from his soul and couldn't help but sneer.
"It turns out to be a soul skill!"
Then, a golden light flashed in his eyes.
Nine Nether Eyes!
Wherever he looked, his pupils burned brightly.
"Dare you use your soul skills in front of me?"
Feng Wuji sneered:
"You are asking for death!"
boom!
The Rakshasa grimace seemed to have met its nemesis and became extremely frightened.
In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood was ignited by the pupil fire.
Gong Gongxiao opened his eyes wide and said angrily:
"What kind of flame is this?"
The grimace on his chest became more and more painful, as if it was about to be burned to death.
"Fight!"
He put his hands together as if he was about to perform a special move.
Feng Wuji raised the corner of his mouth. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"Nirvana!"
call out!
A gray-white sword intent suddenly burst out from Gong Gongxiao's body, cutting off his hands!
"This is……"
He was so horrified that he didn't understand when he had been tricked.
Feng Wuji's body flashed and he was already in front of him.
The Chixiao Sword was wrapped in invisible flames, and the sword pierced into the ghostly face on his chest!
boom!
Ghostface let out a shrill howl, unable to bear the terrifying burning.
"impossible!"
"When did you bury the sword intention in my body?"
Gong Gongxiao screamed in pain, unable to accept this fact.
He clearly still has some energy left.
But unexpectedly, he fell into this kid's conspiracy.
Feng Wuji pulled out the Chixiao Sword and swung him fiercely, cutting him in half!
"My sword energy is hidden in the essence and blood you absorbed earlier!"
It turns out that he used the great annihilation to defeat Mo Anhe!
The Nirvana Sword Intention has been lurking in Mo Anhe's body!
Gong Jianxiao sacrificed his disciple's blood and absorbed it into blood essence!
But unexpectedly, he also sucked the sword intent of annihilation into his body.
Feng Wuji has been waiting for the opportunity.
"Little thief!"
"I want you to die!!!"
Only half of Gong Jianxiao's body was left, and his hands were cut off!
He suddenly opened his bloody mouth, extremely ferocious, and bit Feng Wuji fiercely.
Feng Wuji grabbed his head and blocked it easily.
"I told you!"
"Today, your Wuji Sect will disappear completely!"
The Art of Devouring Heaven by Creation!
boom!
Gong Jianxiao felt a strong suction on the top of his head, and the energy and blood in his body flowed into Feng Wuji's body crazily.
"you……"
"I won't die well..."
After a while, everything about him was absorbed.
Feng Wuji threw the broken body on the ground, extremely indifferent.
"As for the Sect behind you."
"I'm also very interested."
Gong Jianxiao collapsed on the ground extremely weak. When he heard the word Shangzong, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.
He yelled with all his strength:
"Shang Zong...will not let you go!"
call out!
He suddenly vomited blood and transformed into a blood-colored mist crow, flapping its wings and flying towards the profound formation!
Feng Wuji didn't expect this move, and it was too late to stop it.
The black formation flashed with light, and the bloody fog crow disappeared.
There was a trace of ferocity in Gong Gianxiao's eyes.