Chu Feiyun was besieged by thousands of people and was not worried about all directions. He was hit by dozens of swords and swords behind him. However, at the same time, those who hit Chu Feiyun screamed. It turned out that when their swords hit Chu Feiyun, Tianxuan Zi Lei flowed along the swords and the swords to those people. The warriors were instantly lost consciousness by the lightning. At the same time, the Xuanmo Tianlong Stick swept out, and the warriors who were unconscious by the lightning were directly smashed into meat paste.
The battle continued like this. Whenever someone hurts Chu Feiyun, the Tianxuan Purple Thunder would be shot out, and the man would definitely die in the next moment. Although Chu Feng's magic silver spear is not as domineering as the ancient weapon such as the Xuanmo Tianlong Stick, it is also extremely powerful, and Chu Feng's strength is far higher than Chu Feiyun.
The battle was extremely fierce, but driven by the desire to seize treasure, warriors continued to rush towards Chu Feiyun one after another. Everyone was fighting in the air. The corpses on the arena below the two brothers Chu Feiyun and Chu Feng had already piled up into a small hill, and Chu Feiyun and Chu Feng were constantly harvesting the lives of living beings like god of death.
After half an incense stick...
Sweat on Chu Feiyun's temples kept flowing down, his face became paler, and the speed of waving the Xuan Demon Heavenly Dragon Stick was getting slower and slower. His body was covered with wounds, dense and uncountable. Chu Feng's condition was not much better, and he was also covered in blood. With the current state of the two brothers, he could last for no more than thirty breaths at most.
A bloody "mountain" on the ring with minced meat and broken limbs and bodies accumulated, showing how tragic the battle was.
There are nearly a thousand martial saints, but now there are less than a hundred people left. Among the remaining 100 people, the worst-in-class martial saint is the Great Perfection of the High-level Martial Saint, and everyone is injured. They finally realized the perversion of demonization and the mysterious demon dragon stick.
The martial emperors who rushed out at the beginning did not participate in the battle from the beginning. These old foxes knew that the situation would not be that simple and kept watching the show. In their eyes, these martial saints were just cannon fodders. These people still wanted to compete for the Xuanmo Tianlong Stick. Even if you robbed them, what could they do? What awaits you will be endless pursuit.
However, the remaining hundred martial saints also saw that Chu Feiyun and the other two were almost at the end of their strength. One of the half-step martial emperors gritted their teeth and said, "We are in danger of wealth and honor. These two kids are about to lose. Let's go together!"
As he said that, he rushed towards Chu Feiyun first. The Martial Saint behind him gritted his teeth and rushed towards Chu Feiyun suddenly.
"Ah...kill..."
"kill…"
Chu Feiyun and Chu Feng roared at the same time, and the Xuan Demon Heavenly Dragon Stick was hit with a bang, and the magic silver spears were also stabbed in. "Puff..." "Puff..." Blood flowers were flying all over the sky, and thirty martial saints who were already seriously injured were once again photographed as flesh and blood. While one martial saint was hit by the Xuan Demon Heavenly Dragon Stick, his eyes protruded, and his entire head shattered in the next second...
There were less than fifty people left in the original thousand martial saints at this moment. No one dared to step forward again. Chu Feiyun held the huge Xuan Demon Heavenly Dragon Stick in both hands, and Chu Feng was also breathing heavily. The last attack was almost the last of the two, and the two had no power to fight again.
"It's a pity that your strength is not enough, and you can't even exert one percent of my strength, ah..."
The old voice of the Nine Realms rang in Chu Feiyun's heart.
Chu Feiyun bit his steel teeth hard but had no choice. This is the ultimate power he can exert now.
Seeing that the remaining less than fifty martial saints did not dare to step forward again, a martial emperor smiled grimly. "Look at you guys, I'll let you see what real strength is..."
The powerful Martial Emperor shook hands with both hands and rolled in his true energy. In the blink of an eye, a huge blue true energy lightsaber condensed. He held the blue true energy lightsaber that was six meters long and slashed at Chu Feiyun and the others. At this moment:
"Those who move my adopted son will die..."
An electric arc as thick as a bucket hit, and the powerful Emperor Wu was directly swallowed by the golden electric arc as thick as a bucket. When the arc dissipated, only a piece of ashes were left. Less than fifty Martial Saints and the Martial Emperors were sweating coldly, and they couldn't help but feel palpitations. If such a terrifying power came forward, it would have turned into ashes.
A three-headed dragon, a hundred meters long, flew into the sky, but at this time both of its heads had become bloody and bloody, and only one golden head was still intact. It was Mr. Chen, who finally killed the six-legged and six-headed golden crow after paying one head. When Chen fought today, the sky fire led to the thunder chain and trapped twenty-seven martial emperors. One of them fought against six middle-level and above martial immortals, and the result was that he won the battle. No one in the audience could match.
Three giant dragons, a hundred meters long, hovered around Chu Feiyun and Chu Feng to protect the two of them. "Who wants to hurt my adopted son? Stand out..."
The sky was silent for a moment, and no one dared to speak anymore. Although treasures are important, they must be taken. Who dares to touch the bad intentions of this terrifying existence at this time?
"Since there is no one, get out of here. Don't be so annoying... I'm going to take action if I don't leave yet? Ah... yell..."
The three-headed giant dragon transformed by Chen Lao roared. The Martial Saints and several Martial Emperors were so scared that they were both terrified and fled far away at a rapid speed, only to regret that their parents gave them less legs. Although everyone was unwilling to accept it, no one in Chen Lao could move Chu Feiyun in this square.
"Yun'er, come up, let's go..."
Old Chen ignored Chu Feng and placed Chu Feiyun on the dragon's back.
"Third brother...third brother..."
Chu Feng shouted to Chu Feiyun.
"elder brother…"
Chu Feiyun was also reluctant to let go of Chu Feng, but staying here would not result in good results.
"Haha... La is here, why bother to leave?"
A purple figure flew over from the stands, his face and eyes were smiling as if he was an old friend of Tian Wuming. It was Li Chen. Today, Chu Feiyun must not leave here alive. This is the order from above.
"Little guy, I haven't seen you for a long time, my arms are still growing. It seems that you shouldn't have just broken one of your arms back then..."
The man in purple looked at Chu Feiyun above the three giant dragons with a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
"You, you cut off my arm? You... You killed my father, I want to kill you..."
Chu Feiyun has been insulted countless times since childhood because of his broken arms and no father and mother. At this moment, his enemy was right in front of him. Chu Feiyun exploded directly. Just when Chu Feiyun's eyes were red and about to rush forward to fight Li Chen's desperate efforts, his body was shocked by a huge pressure. It was Mr. Chen.
"Boy, you are no match for him now, leave it to your father..."
Mr. Chen's words made Chu Feiyun wake up. Indeed, rushing up now is undoubtedly like dying. Chu Feiyun's eyes were covered with blood, and he stared at Li Chen tightly.
"I have heard of the great name of Tianlei Fire for a long time, and I'm here to ask for advice today..."
Another figure dressed in blood-colored clothes flew from the stands. The man looked pale and his bright red tongue could be seen in his words. This man was the second uncle of Blood Red Heaven. The bloody wine. The grudges between the Demon Blood Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect are irreconcilable. Both sides wanted to kill each other at all times. How could such an opportunity be wasted?
"I haven't been walking in the mainland for only a few years. I didn't expect that even kittens and dogs dare to block the road now. Get out of here..."
The three-headed giant dragon transformed by Chen Lao let out a loud roar, and two golden arcs as thick as buckets in the golden dragon head flew out immediately...
Li Chen was not panicked and his hands transformed into handprints on his chest one after another. The purple true energy rolled and surged. Then a huge purple light palm condensed out. Purple clouds floated in it on the purple light palm. The purple light palm floating with purple clouds broke out and suddenly sealed towards a golden arc. It was one of the secret techniques of Yun Zi Peak inheritance, Li Yun Palm.
The blood drink was also not vague. It also transformed into a handprint in front of the body. A stream of blood-red true energy overflowed. Then the blood-colored true energy turned into a blood-colored light palm. There was a bloody mouth in the middle of the palm of the blood-colored light palm, which were two rows of sharp teeth like steel ingots. A strong bloody smell floated out of the bright red tongue. The next moment, the blood-colored light palm with blood-colored mouth suddenly sealed towards an arc. This is one of the unique skills of the Demon Blood Sect: the Blood Demon Palm.
While the purple light palm collided with the golden arc, purple clouds drifted out and wrapped the golden arc tightly. Under the entanglement of the purple clouds, the golden arc began to dismember strangely. Small golden arcs floated out from it. The purple light palm took the opportunity to suddenly imprint on the golden arc that had begun to disintegrate, and the golden arc collapsed.
The moment the blood-colored light palm and the golden arc were about to come into contact, a bright red tongue shot out from the bloody mouth. The bright red tongue stretched out two meters and directly wrapped the golden arc. The strong current stimulated the tongue a little trembled, but then a stream of blood continued to gush out from the tongue, and countless blood instantly covered the golden arc. The light of the golden arc dimmed. The tongue pulled it suddenly and pulled half of the golden arc into its mouth. Then, the teeth like steel ingots suddenly bit, and the golden arc dissipated.
"I underestimated you..."
Chen Lao's voice came from the huge dragon head.
"Tian Leihuo, although you are powerful, after a series of battles, you are probably about to be at the end of your strength..."
Li Chen said lightly that Li Chen's strength is as strong as the middle-level martial immortal Xiao Yuanman. He had no capital to clamor with Chen Lao with such strength, but the situation is different now.