As the power of the Golden Giant Mountain became stronger and stronger, the huge crazy sword condensed by the Baimo Mad Sword Technique revealed cracks on the blade. After a loud "boom..." sound, it broke away, and the Golden Giant Mountain was suppressed in the air.
When Baili Modao saw it, his face suddenly turned pale. At the same time, his body swayed and flew away.
The Golden Mountain suppressed it, but it was empty, suppressing the entire arena collapsed, causing the scene to be filled with dust.
The core figures of Baimo Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, the elder brother could escape. At the same time, they looked at Lan Feng again and their expressions became more and more arrogant. Instead, they became more afraid. He knew that the elder brother had encountered a strong enemy today.
Liu Ruxu's cold face was slightly moved, but in an instant she turned cold again, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.
"Cough cough..." Baili Modao escaped the suppression of the Golden Giant Mountain, but the Golden Giant Mountain's power was too powerful. Under the remaining waves, Baili Modao was still shocked and flew out, landed in mid-air, and vomited blood.
"Who are you? But come from the test square." Baili Modao looked back and looked at Lanfeng, asking with a murderous aura.
At this time, he had forgotten Lan Feng's cultivation level only in the Dacheng Mortal Realm. In his opinion, he was the first in the city. Even if Ling Tian Jiandao is terrifying, he could not be his opponent.
And in the world of practicing the word "Tian" and all he could think of was the big man in the Touching Square.
"Kill your person." Lan Feng said coldly, with his bloody eyes lowered his head and looked at the Golden Giant Mountain. In an instant, the Golden Giant Mountain continued to twist and turned into a ninth-level golden bridge, slowly stretching towards Baili Modao.
Lan Feng took a light step and landed on the golden bridge in an instant. At the same time, Lan Feng flipped his hand and grabbed the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword out of thin air.
"Haha...haha..." Holding the blood-drinking sword in his hand, Lan Feng's killing heart was shaking, like a sleeping giant dragon, slowly opening its killing eyes. Suddenly, the entire void was covered with a layer of Taotian Blood Evil Killing, which could only exist in the Jiuyou Prison.
He stood there, accompanied by the rolling blood, laughing wildly at the sky, like a blood demon walking out of the Nine Nether Hell.
"He... he is a devil, a devil..." Several core figures of Baimoge actually controlled their original hearts in this killing aura. They shouted. One turned around and flew out.
Liu Ruxu kept staring at Lan Feng. She looked cold on the outside, but her heart was like a wave of thousands of blows, and she could no longer calm down.
She deeply realized that when she was fighting with Lan Feng in Miyue Pavilion, the other party let the water go. If the other party tried his best, she would be a dead person at this time.
According to Lan Feng's crazy fighting style, once it is fought, one side must fall down and the war will stop.
Suddenly, Liu Ruxu saw the other disciples of Baimoge trying to escape, as if they were affected by Lan Feng, and his face instantly showed a murderous aura.
With a swing of the slender little hand, the seventy-two Qingyuan Immortal Swords flew out, covering up the entire void, waved his hand and killed the enemy, leaving only one living mouth.
"The Ninth-level Golden Bridge, the King of Beiming, you are actually from Beiming Heaven. No wonder you are so crazy and your combat power is so terrible. You can leap to the level of the Great Perfection Realm and fight to the point of fighting." The moment one side saw the Ninth-level Golden Bridge, Baili Modao recognized Lan Feng's identity.
Although no one in Beimingtian had entered the path of immortality in ancient times, its influence on the path of immortality has never weakened. On the contrary, because it did not appear, many martial arts practitioners increasingly hoped to appear and the people of Beimingtian were left with their name until now.
"Okay, okay..." Suddenly, Baili Modao smiled. He was like other martial artists on the immortal road who wanted to prove Taoism on the immortal road. He was always thinking about fighting with the people from Beiming Tianlai, stepping on their bloody corpses, and becoming the Taoist Heavenly Lord on the immortal road.
At this moment, he was sure that Lan Feng was in a great state of body, but his physique was too irresistible, and his body was one of the most powerful physiques in the world.
Baili Modao always thought that he was an invincible existence at the same level. At this time, he affirmed that Lan Feng was in the Great Perfection Realm and was still one level lower than himself. His confidence seemed to be re-checked from the mud, and his confidence was full.
"The man from Beiming Tian, the surname is Lan. Today, I, Baili Modao, stepped on your bloody corpse and proved the path of immortality."
Baili Modao roared wildly, grabbed with his big hand, and suddenly the light shone everywhere. The Leng Ye Kuang Knife condensed again and was grabbed by Baili Modao, as if it had not been destroyed.
"Baimo's Crazy Sword Technique."
As Tian Baili Modao held the Leng Ye Kuang Killing again, the sword lights scattered in the void swarmed out. This time, the sword light emitted by Baili Modao was even stronger than before, and it really shocked the world and was about to be torn apart by the domineering sword intent.
"Kill..."
Baili Modao held Leng Ye's sword in his hand, and with the supreme sword intent he had realized, he passed through the rolling sea of swords, and rushed towards Lan Feng like a sword god.
In amidst the rampant laugh, Lan Feng looked coldly at Baili Modao who was purging towards him. He was not afraid at all, but there was crazy killing and bloody killing.
He did not use the ninth-level golden bridge. Although the power of the ninth-level golden bridge is hard to compare with the enemy in this world, if he wants to use the powerful power of the ninth-level golden bridge, he loses a certain degree of flexibility. Although he can defeat Baili Modao, it is difficult to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.
Lan Feng opened his mouth and vomited a blood-colored demon fire onto the body of the Blood-Ying Kuang Jianjian. Suddenly, the edge of the Blood-Ying Kuang Jianjianjian was stained with a particularly obvious blood color.
Lan Feng knew that Baili Modao had been using a big sword for his whole life, and it was a sword cultivator. In terms of the intention of the sword, he held the crazy sword in his hand and faced him, so he could not face the opponent's domineering sword. Therefore, he could only vomit blood-colored demon fire on the sword, making the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword invincible.
Holding the Blood Drinking Sword in his hand, Lan Fengwu made the God-Slaying Technique, and his body was filled with blood swords. Lan Feng did not use the blood sword to kill Baili Mo Dao. He knew that these blood swords were hard to break the opponent's sword light.
He used such a blood sword just to compete with the opponent's endless sword light in terms of momentum, and to give the opponent no weakness in momentum.
Lan Tong was like Baili Mo's knife holding the blood drink in his hand and crossed the endless blood sword, and met the other party.
The two of them had blood swords all over the body and sword lights all over the body. They rushed against each other on the other side of the sky, and they were like thousands of demons coming to the world and the sword god suddenly appeared.
The expression on Liu Ruxu showed a shock for the first time. She had never seen any martial arts cultivator dared to hold a magic weapon and collided head-on with Baili Modao.
She thought that Lan Feng's strength was only based on the ninth-level golden bridge left by his ancestors. Now she realized that she was wrong, and she was very wrong.
"Boom..."
The two rushed in the air and collided together. One held the Leng Ye's crazy sword in his hand, and the other held the blood-drinking sword in his hand, and the other held the blood-drinking sword in his hand, and the sound spread across the world.
After a moment, all the blood swords around Lan Feng were dispersed by the terrifying sword light of Baili Mo Dao, and there was no power to fight back at all.
At the same time, Lan Feng's luck changed, and the magical cultivation technique in his body began to move wildly. Then Lan Feng's body became gray, and the sword light slashed on him one or two, not hurting him at all.
However, Lan Feng held the Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword in his hand and slashed with Leng Ye Kuang Knife, but was always shaken back by the domineering sword intent emitted from the Crazy Sword. Lan Feng could not directly use the blood-colored demon fire to cut off Leng Ye Kuang Knife, but only left sword marks after sword on its blade.
In a short while, Leng Ye Kuang Dao's body was covered with sword wounds everywhere, and the knife intention was broken and condensed again.
Lan Feng's gray body was constantly injured by the knife intent, revealing wounds, and blood flowed out from the wound, dyeing Lan Feng's body bloody and turning into a bloody man.
But it did not hurt Lan Feng's roots. Instead, the more the battle continued, Lan Feng's fighting spirit increased, reaching a level of fear.
"It is worthy of being a man from Beimingtian. He is crazy and powerful, and there is no doubt about it."
Looking at the air not far away, Lan Feng held the blood-drinking sword in his hand and passed through the endless sword lights like nothing. He opened and closed the battle with Baili Mo Dao, and Liu Ruxu muttered like this.
With her pride, this was the first time she looked at Lan Feng with admiration. There was never any martial arts practitioner before, even if she was a person who was more powerful than her.
"Ah" Suddenly, Lan Feng roared up to the sky, and his body was hardened by Baili Mo Dao. The Blood-Drinking Crazy Sword was raised high and slashed towards Baili Mo Dao. The loud noises of "bang bang..." shocked the knife's intent, and slashed Leng Ye Kuang Dao directly into half.
Baili Modao was shocked, and the intention of the knife dissipated. Lan Feng snatched the situation, which was completely a life-threatening snatch.
On the contrary, Baili Modao cannot use the martial arts at the same time like Lan Feng in the fight. The longer the battle, the weaker the fighting spirit will be. He showed fear and flew out in the air, not daring to fight head-on.
"Brother Lan, how can you and me fight this time?" Baili Modao shouted as he flew. He didn't want to continue fighting anymore. He knew that if this continues, it would be only a matter of time before he was killed.
"Move mountains and change mountains**."
Lan Feng refused to answer, yelled back, and his body that flew out inexplicably flew backward towards Lan Feng.
"The surname is Lan, don't be too swearing." Baili Modao became furious and hurriedly held the broken knife in his hand to break Lan Feng's spiritual technique and jumped out of the space.
Lan Feng's mouth cracked and a bloodthirsty smile appeared. He held the Blood-Drinking Sword with no hands and slashed down. The sword was fast and fierce, Baili Mo Dao could not avoid it at all.
Baili Modao was furious and slashed with a horizontal force. With a "hiss..." sound, Lan Feng slashed Baili Modao's head with his sword, while Lan Feng was broken on his left arm by Leng Ye Kuang's sword, leaving a deep bone-visible sword wound on his arm.
Yi Lanfeng's body was actually cut by the other party with a knife, which shows how scary Baili Mo's sword is, just a random knife is so powerful. (To be continued...)