The raging and boiling blood-red smoke filled the sky with claws and teeth, making everyone feel terrified.
Boom, the long knife in Xiao Yin's hand was raised, fighting energy was contained in the long knife, and he swung it down, and the strong fighting spirit attacked the huge blood-red smoke.
Hey, fighting energy seemed to cut through the strange blood-red smoke, penetrated inside, and disappeared in an instant. No sound came from inside. The blood-red smoke wrapped around the gap again, and there was no more movement.
Xiao Yin looked stern, lowered his right hand and stopped making any attacks.
Ye Feng's eyes were closely watching the changes in the blood-red smoke. The constantly rolling and boiling blood-red smoke seemed to be swallowed up endlessly. It continued to condense toward the center, gradually shrinking, and its scope was constantly decreasing.
After the condensation and compression reached a certain level, the blood-red smoke instantly decreased significantly, and was completely swallowed like a whale sucking water, revealing the blood-red figure in the middle.
As soon as the blood-red figure appeared, everyone was shocked. The strange blood-red pattern under his feet had disappeared, and the Blood God Jun on it suddenly appeared. The momentum of his whole body was extremely violent, which was much stronger than his previous cultivation.
times, the blood on the left arm that was severed at the elbow has stopped, and the whole body is filled with an extremely terrifying and rich blood red. The face is extremely ferocious, showing a weird twisted state, the eyes are opened, and a surge of blood is rising to the sky.
Light burst out, and the whole person was like a bloody Shura in Shura Hell, full of bloodlust.
As soon as Blood God Jun opened his eyes, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed ferociously: "Hahaha..." He suddenly stopped smiling, looked at Xiao Yin with bloodthirsty eyes, and said viciously: "Xiao Yin, the time has come to pay off the debt.
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As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed slightly on the spot, his blood-red figure was almost invisible, and he appeared in front of Xiao Yin, and boom, the violent blood-colored wind bombarded Xiao Yin.
Xiao Yin's pupils shrank, so fast! Boom, Xiao Yin's figure quickly retreated, and the violent blood-red energy bombarded the ground, suddenly creating a deep pit. If the bombardment hit a person, the consequences would be really disastrous.
Boom, the Blood God Jun gained the upper hand and rushed forward violently again. His powerful fighting spirit continued to explode towards Xiao Yin.
Boom, Xiao Yin's figure dodged again, avoiding the attack of Blood God Jun, and once again bombarded the ground into a deep pit. The figures of the two looked like phantoms to others, moving around in the sky and on the ground, with violent fighting spirit.
Continuously spreading to all directions.
Watching the battle between the two, Ye Feng's eyes widened. It was so fast! It was more than twice as fast as his own speed.
While Ye Feng was distractedly watching the battle next to him, Zhang Tianpeng's eyes sharpened, and a black gun was like an angry dragon out of the sea, with a yellow light on the black gun and attacked Ye Feng.
Feeling the attack of the strong wind, Ye Feng was suddenly startled, cursed in his heart, raised the dragon scale knife, and struck towards the black gun.
The blade of the dragon scale knife collided with the tip of the black spear, and with a bang, the collision was so powerful that the black spear swung the dragon scale knife aside and continued to stab Ye Feng, who had the empty door wide open.
Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Ye Feng gritted his teeth, his left fist lit up with green light, twisted his body slightly, and struck Zhang Tianpeng in the face without retreating.
Zhang Tianpeng looked shocked, and the green light was bombarded with fierce fighting spirit towards his face. If he was hit hard, his face would be full of flowers.
It's just that it's too late to dodge now. Ye Feng's figure has already rushed forward. If this continues, both sides will suffer losses. Zhang Tianpeng looked fierce and twisted his face slightly to the side. The black gun in his right hand continued to stab Ye Feng with a strong yellow light.
passed.
Tsk, boom, there was a clang first, Ye Feng's iron-hard body resisted the black spear, Tsk, the spear pierced Ye Feng's right rib, and the silver-white spear tip sank into Ye Feng's body,
Blood flowed out from the black gun and dyed the black clothes red.
The blue veins on Ye Feng's face popped out, and the green light on his left fist struck Zhang Tianpeng's face with great force. The steel-like left fist hit Zhang Tianpeng's right cheek with a fierce green light, and click, Zhang Tianpeng was not as good as Ye Feng.
Feng's rigid body was directly hit by Ye Feng's punch, causing half of his face to dent. Boom, violent fighting spirit erupted. Zhang Tianpeng let go of the black gun with his right hand, and his body flew backwards.
Blood spurted out in the air, mixed with a few broken teeth.
Boom, Ye Feng's pale face flashed with surprise for a moment, and a small vortex of air appeared under his feet. Boom, his speed increased sharply, and he chased Zhang Tianpeng, who was flying backwards like lightning, with the knife still stuck in his right ribs.
The black gun kept vibrating.
Ye Feng's figure caught up with Zhang Tianpeng who flew backwards almost instantly. The dragon scale knife in his right hand was raised again, fighting energy circulated and condensed on the dragon scale knife in his right hand. The dragon scale knife exuded dazzling golden light, and in the blink of an eye
The moment was comparable to the golden light of the deserted mountains.
However, the fighting spirit in Ye Feng's body still continued to flow towards the dragon scale knife. Boom, the light surged again. The dragon scale knife seemed to be like a bottomless pit, absorbing a large amount of Ye Feng's fighting spirit, creating a super bright and gorgeous golden light.
It lit up from the dragon scale sword, and the golden light kept erupting, as if it was alive and did not listen to the outbursts. It seemed to cover up the light of the sky, covering Ye Feng's entire body in the golden light, like a man holding a domineering sword.
The peerless sword god.
At this moment, everyone looked at the golden war-god-like Ye Feng and suddenly opened their mouths.
Boom, Zhang Tianpeng, whose head was slightly twisted, felt a huge death threat. He was in mid-air with no way to rely on him. He reluctantly turned his head and saw the extremely terrifying and dazzling golden light. It was bright and gorgeous but like an invitation from the god of death, full of blood.
There was a look of fear and horror on his face.
"The third form of the Phantom Blade Technique, phantom killing the world!" Boom, with the movement of Ye Feng's right hand, violent golden light struck down, the violent and gorgeous golden light instantly flooded Zhang Tianpeng's body, boom, the indestructible golden light
The light cut Zhang Tianpeng's body into two neat halves, and blood sprayed out all over the sky. Ye Feng, who was holding the dragon scale knife, suddenly stared, bad! After the blood spurted out all over the sky, Ye Feng above him was covered all over.
, the black clothes turned blood red.
Bang bang, Zhang Tianpeng's two body parts finally fell to the ground, blood instantly stained the ground, and the scene became extremely bloody.
Next to Zhang Tianpeng's body, Ye Feng held the dragon scale knife in his right hand and pressed it tightly against the ground, and held the black gun inserted in his right rib with his left hand. His face was pale and there was almost no trace of blood, and there was light blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Full of fatigue.
With a slight pull of his left hand, the black gun was pulled out and thrown aside. Immediately, blood spurted out like a small water column from the wound on Ye Feng's right rib. A sharp pain came over Ye Feng.
He frowned and muttered to himself that even the third layer of the physical body could not withstand it. It seemed that the strength of the body needed to be strengthened in the future.
He pressed the bleeding part of the wound with his left hand, put the dragon scale knife into the storage ring, and tore off a piece of his blood-stained clothes with his right hand. Looking at the wound, Ye Feng was stunned. How was he going to bandage this! The blood quickly fell from his body.
Ye Feng's five-finger mountain was exposed and kept flowing downwards.
Seeing Ye Feng's tenacious fight, which has now turned into a bloody man, Feng Yueling behind him suddenly became anxious, his beautiful eyes filled with worry and anxiety, and he couldn't help but rush forward with Feng Zhen in his arms.
Ye Feng looked at the crystal clear Feng Yueling who appeared in front of him, squeezed out a smile on his blood-red face and said, "I'm fine."
Feng Yueling looked at Ye Feng with tears in her eyes. Ever since she met Ye Feng, a lot of things had happened between the two of them. But since Ye Feng appeared in her world, she seemed not to be so strong. She shed tears.
Fell for him again and again.
Scenes after scenes kept appearing before Feng Yueling's eyes.
"Well, did you miss me?" When he was about to be killed by the Blood God, that evil smile suddenly appeared.
"Let's go quickly! My queen, you are too exhausted now, so you go first. When I get rid of them, I will definitely catch up with you."
While covering his escape, he faced dozens of blood gods without hesitation, and was attacked by five blood gods in turn and was on the verge of death. "Why are you so stupid..."
He rushed over without hesitation and helped himself in several brutal battles. He almost lost his life several times. However, he still won in the end. In order to help himself, he spared no effort.
Fighting going on.
Everything came to Feng Yueling's mind. Looking at the bloody Ye Feng in front of her, the tears in Feng Yueling's beautiful eyes couldn't help but flow down. She stretched out her right hand tremblingly and gently touched Ye Feng.
The cheek of the wind, this young man's behavior made her heart become soft.
Ye Feng's eyes flashed with tenderness, and he said softly: "I'm fine."
Feng Yueling's pretty face was full of pear blossoms, um, she nodded gently, then placed Feng Zhen on a cleaner place, walked back and pulled off a piece of clothes on her body, and helped Ye Feng to bandage it carefully.
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After struggling for a while, the wound was finally bandaged. Ye Feng took a long breath and said, "Yue Ling, thank you."
It's okay not to say it, but after saying that, Feng Yueling's tears kept falling like broken beads. She wiped away the tears gently, and Feng Yueling burst into tears and smiled charmingly: "Thank me for what?"
That extraordinarily charming face made Ye Feng's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but said dryly: "Thank you for what?"
A bright smile appeared on Feng Yueling's face, she held Feng Zhen in her arms again and walked back.
Boom, the huge sound of fighting spirit clashing on the nearby battlefield attracted Ye Feng's attention, and he looked towards the battle between Xiao Yin and Blood God Jun.