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Chapter four hundred and seventy seventh siege

Another halve, this time it was not just the body, but also the soul.

The Rakshasa King was no longer able to interfere in everything here. Prince Rakshasa was dissipated in a daze and died completely.

"Prince!"

The two Rakshasa Marshals shouted loudly, their eyes were so angry that they roared at Shura. No matter what the situation became, no matter what the Rakshasa King himself could not change the result. The last order they heard was to take the prince to escape. Now that the prince is dead, they cannot imagine what consequences will be.

Zhaoming was about to take action, but he heard Shura shouting: "Brother, leave it to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a blood light flashed. Shura had already arrived in front of Zhaoming, raised his hand and attacked the two Rakshasa Marshals to block the attack.

"Ao!"

The two Rakshasa Marshals were about to take action again, but suddenly they felt the sky darkening. When they couldn't help but look up, their faces changed drastically.

The blood-evil Buddha, who was 1,000 meters tall, appeared behind the two of them at some point. He raised his hand and slapped them at them as if covering the entire world.

This is an existence whose attack power is not weaker than that of the Rakshasa King. How dare the two Rakshasa Marshals respond at will? They immediately joined forces and faced the huge palm of the Blood Evil Buddha.

But before he could activate the magical power, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest. When Shura saw that he had already slashed his sword, he passed through the bodies of both of them.

When he looked down, there was a deep wound on his chest, and his whole body was cut off with one knife and two swords.

"ah!"

He shouted loudly, urging his magical powers to recover. However, Shura raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "Drinking blood in the long river."

A blood vortex appeared in his hand, and a terrible suction force emerged. The blood energy on the two Rakshasa Marshals turned into a long river and rushed towards Shura's hands.

At the same time, Prince Rakshasa was also affected. His two half of his body were instantly sucked dry and turned into powder.

Blood and energy are the source of life. Without blood and energy, there will be no life. The aura of the two Rakshasa marshals collapsed, soft and powerless, and completely lost their combat power.

The sword light flashed again. Two heads flew up. They were grabbed by the evil Buddha of Blood. The blood light shone in the palm of his hand. The endless mysterious light sharpened, instantly turning the two heads into skeletons, and then slowly flew into the hovering Buddhist beads.

Another red light flashed. The bead chains that were only three turned into five.

To make the eight Rakshasa Marshals and the heads of the Rakshasa King into a string of beads. This is not a casual talk. Shura is already doing it.

"Shura!" Zhaoming shouted lightly and was about to fly over. This was an difficult battle and a surprise battle.

But before he got close, Shura kept waving his hands at him, signaling not to get close.

Zhaoming was puzzled by the reason, and suddenly felt an extremely powerful aura coming to his face, his eyes flashed, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked up.

I saw endless black clouds appearing in the sky at some time, densely packed with terrible power, and it was clearly the heaven.

Could it be that the heavenly tribulation is... Zhaoming was frightened and looked at Shura, and saw his breath impact, as if the sea of ​​anger was crazily. When the catastrophe clouds surged, the breath swept across, it was clearly already locking his target.

Shura was already the Taiyi Golden Immortal at the peak, and was only one step away from promotion. After the battle, let alone the battle experience, absorbing the life and blood of the two Marshals of Rakshasa and Prince Rakshasa was enough to make him take this critical step.

For Shura, the blood and energy of the Rakshasa clan has infinite magical uses. After absorption, its strength can be greatly improved, not to mention that it has absorbed the royal bloodline of the Rakshasa clan, Prince Rakshasa.

Everything happened naturally and finally successfully advanced.

The catastrophe clouds rolled, black smoke overwhelmed the city, and the rumbling thunder continued, as if thousands of troops rushed past the nine heavens, which was shocking.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the red lightning seemed to be falling in blood, and thunder came in a burst of thunder.

With a bang, the sky and the earth were dark, and only the red lightning was constantly shining everywhere. Vaguely, it seemed as if the whole world had fallen into a dark world, and only the light was still here.

Shura looked up and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Behind him, the huge blood-like Buddha also showed the same smile, as if mocking the heaven for being overestimated.

When the Blood Shadow trembled with a fierce sword, the red Zen staff also shook. The two figures seemed to merge into one, soaring into the sky, igniting blood lightning, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, rushing directly into the bloody lightning.

He has implemented his will to kill, and his heart is firm and fearless. Although it is impossible to directly compete with the heavenly tribulation with his body like Zhaoming, he will never be afraid of the heavenly tribulation.

Even if he was like the Rakshasa King, he vowed to use the blood shadow sword in his hand to cut out a smooth road.

Countless monks watching the battle were surprised by the unswerving figure and were shocked.

Kong Qijun, Hua Xiaodong, Mu Han, and Yu Lin looked at each other, then looked at Houyi and Kuafu in the distance, and communicated silently in their eyes. After a moment, they finally nodded slightly and reached a consensus.

"Zhaoming, come with your life!"

With a roar, Kuafu strode forward, raised his hand and punched Zhaoming directly.

At the same time, Houyi took out a long bow, which was the ultimate treasure of the sub-saint, pulled the bow and led the arrow, and targeted Shura in the heavenly tribulation.

"If you want to stop my brother from going through the tribulation, you can pass this level first."

Zhaoming shouted loudly, raised his hand and angrily fist toward Kuafu. The flames gushed, like a meteor flying, soaring into the sky and hit Kuafu's fist.

The hurricane roared and the flames shattered, falling in all directions like rain.

Houyi shot out an arrow, condensed the boundless energy of heaven and earth, and emitted waves of golden light, like a golden comet breaking through the ninth level of the sky. It was so fast that it was almost difficult to see the flight trajectory clearly.

But it was faster, and someone was faster. A ray of fire flashed, and a figure instantly appeared in front of the feather arrow, which was Zhaoming.

Using the fire escape technique, he now has a movement speed that his peers cannot reach. The moment he was in Kuafu's fight against each other, and the next moment he appeared in front of the feather arrow.

He raised his hand to condense the flower of Taoist patterns, poked out his palm and grabbed it directly at the feather arrow that looked like a meteor.

In the flash, he grabbed a person with great force and took him back dozens of steps. His figure suddenly disappeared, and countless fragments of arrows were seen in the void.

The fire pattern spreads around the void, and uses the effect of the flame technique and the flame pattern to cover the Shura Heavenly Tribulation. The body flashed and appeared in another direction in an instant. He raised his hand to condense endless flames, turned into a galaxy storm, and slapped at the sky.

Kong Qijun, a disciple of the Eastern Prince, came from the nine heavens, used his magical power to activate the air, transforming into a huge hurricane, covering the four fields, and then rapidly shrinking. The terrifying power was compressed and became more and more terrifying, and even caused a dazzling light to burst out due to the rapid compression of energy.

The hurricane cyclone and the flame nebula instantly rushed together. For a moment, it seemed like a huge star was penetrated by a string of flames. The cyclone and the nebula were shattered together, entangled, and blasted towards the eight wildernesses.

Kong Qijun was swept away by the air waves, and his mind was slightly shocked. Zhaoming was already stepping on the fire escape technique and killing in other directions.

Endless lightning appeared in front of Mu Han, and endless lightning surged out of his body, turning into a huge thunder beast and slashing towards Shura.

With a flash, Zhaoming blocked directly in front of him, punched him, holding the sun star in his hand, and radiating light into the sky of the thunder beast.

It seemed like the shattered ice was broken, the earth fire gushed, and the thunder beast turned into pieces.

Zhaoming did not stop for a moment, and it flashed before the rain. It was already raining raining here, and every drop of rain contained terrible sword energy, shattering the void.

The name of the sword genius is definitely not a false name. Yu Feng didn't seem to see Shura and Zhaoming, but just danced his own sword in the void. When the sword intent was activated to the extreme, the target was naturally Shura in the tribulation.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, Zhao Ming stepped on the mysterious light and looked at the terrifying sword rain as if nothing was around, approaching quickly.

The raindrops were pouring on his body, but bursts of lightning and sparks, shooting stars everywhere. This was the body of a divine weapon, and no matter how sharp the sword light in the rain was, he could not do anything to him.

Even Houyi and Kuafu were shocked and said nothing. Before they could react quickly, Zhaoming had already arrived in front of Yu Feng.

Raising your hand is an angry fist, without any sympathy for the fragrance and jade.

Faced with the killing move that was like rolling lava stars, Yu Shi suddenly changed his move, and the three-foot green edge in his hand turned, and the heavy rain seemed to flow back to the sword edge.

"boom!"

A earth-shaking sound came together, and the fist and sword edge were bombarded with no fancy.

The power of flames and rain is like the tide of the sea, with four surging magnificent rushes.

Yu Sien's sword moves are extraordinary, but their power is obviously not as strong as Zhao Ming. In addition, he thought others could restrain Zhao Ming, but he used a sword move that exploded instantly after accumulation. At this moment, he suddenly changed his move, and his strength was naturally discounted. After a fight, he groaned and staggered back.

How could Zhaoming miss this opportunity? He instantly approached him. He swept across the board, as if the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, kicking her away directly. The huge force almost made her fly out of everyone's sight.

At this time, Hua Xiaodong held the black and white aura in his hand and had already approached the cover of the heavenly tribulation. He raised his hand and turned into a terrible shock wave and shot it out directly. Seeing that he was about to attack Shura, a flash of fire, Zhaoming appeared directly in front of him.

"roll!"

With a loud roar, anger fist and anger, the meteor hit the sun, and the energy of heaven and earth seemed to burst into the river, surging.

Between the flames, Hua Xiaodong stepped on the mysterious light and quickly retreated, surrounding the body with black and white energy, constantly resolving the flames around his body.

With one person's strength, he faced the top rising stars among his peers. Not only did he not suffer any losses, but he also injured one and forced five to retreat.

Such strength is incredible, but when you think about it carefully, you feel it for granted. How could anyone who can be the Blood Shura brother do not have such ability?

In the midst of the surging flames, Zhaoming transformed into nearly ten meters tall and appeared again in front of everyone, scanning the surroundings with a look of disdain.

"If you have any tricks, use them, this is your last chance."
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