Chapter 1569: The Temptation of Xiang Yufeng 1

They also knew that the single self in the chaos was no match for the death god in the field, so they rushed up and fought for their lives. The twelve short swords in their hands flashed and greeted Ruan Tianjing fiercely. Ruan Tianjing snorted coldly, thinking that he was looking for death. The ghost and god kicked one of the lower abdomen with an unpredictable "click" sound, and the man shot out like a shell and fell heavily; the short sword in his hand shone rapidly and repeatedly!

, blocked the attacks of the other three people, and the collision of powerful forces made the hands of the disciples of the Three Blood Sect numb. Ruan Tianjing was not polite, and relaxed his hands. Two lightning flashed in the air. The short roar disappeared as soon as it rose. The two short swords had already penetrated into the arms of two of them. While Ruan Tianjing threw out the two swords in his hand, he flashed to another disciple of the Blood Sect, with his hands in front of blocking the two swords that the opponent was rushing to attack.

"Bobo." The heavy punches that could open the stones and crack the stones roared and slammed into his right arm. The powerful force made the Blood Sect disciple's right arm turn into an irregular pattern after a few breaths, and his body flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood full of internal organs squirt out of his mouth.

It only took three seconds to clean up the Blood Sect disciple, but when Ruan Tianjing came back to his senses, the Blood Sect disciples and the few people who came in from outside had already formed a counterclockwise rotation winch, which was exactly the opposite direction of the external winch. Ruan Tianjing was once again surrounded in the middle, facing the edge wheel shining with cold light.

Ruan Tianjing frowned. Although the seven people in front of them had been injured to varying degrees, they seemed to be fine, especially the man whose right arm had been kicked into a curved shape by himself, holding a knife in one hand and never retreated. The other party's fierce and fearless behavior made Ruan Tianjing's murderous intent even stronger.

Facing the mutual reversal, the approaching blade wheel was constantly rotating rapidly. The extremely powerful momentum formed by the seven people gathered together became even more exciting and surging than before. It was surging. For a moment, sand and stones flew, and the strong wind rose and became stronger. The figures of the seven people became more and more blurred. Gradually, two circles of black Void Soul Phantom were constantly rotating. They could not see their single figures at all. They imagined that their speed was so fast that they had reached a terrifying level. The short sword they held extended was a sharp side wheel, and at this time they condensed into two circles of bright light belts that were constantly rotating at high speed. The cold air emitted from it greatly reduced the temperature within a radius of dozens of meters. The chill penetrated into the bone marrow, making people shivering uncontrollably.

The powerful momentum and the swift and rotating black and white phantom light belt emitted from it the suffocating pressure and the powerful lethality displayed!

Faced with the continuous shrinking of the "spin killing" formation full of infinite murderous intent, Ruan Tianjing's eyes became brighter and louder. He clearly felt the powerful power brought by this formation, and his fighting spirit was immediately aroused!

Ruan Tianjing tightened his palm with force, blocking the sword wheel that was already approaching his body, "Clang!" A sharp and harsh metallic attack sounded, and a short spark splashed at the collision. The dagger was knocked away. Ruan Tianjing's body shook, and his arms were numb.

"Yeah! Not bad!" Ruan Tianjing's arms were a little numb. He felt the power of the formation suddenly increased, but his face was filled with a mysterious fighting spirit. Looking at the seven formations that were rotating like a whirlwind, Ruan Tianjing landed on the ground with one foot and began to rotate in the direction of the rotating knife wheel in the inner circle, from slow to fast, from clear to blur. In just a few seconds, the rotation speed of his body increased sharply to a terrifying level. Driven by the rotation of his body, a small whirlwind rose up around his body, very quickly.

It was upgraded to a gust of wind, and it was formed by the rapid rotation of the disciples of the Blood Sect in the inner circle. A gust soared into the sky. Even the leaves on the branches above their heads were pulled by the terror of the wind, breaking free from the constraints from the trees, and converging down the center of the gust of wind. The leaves flew rapidly and danced like countless butterflies, which was chaotic, and the eyes and ears were disturbed. The phantom that had become a blurred phantom also appeared in the flying leaves. The people outside the formation were stunned and tongue-in-cheek looking straight at them!

But what shocked them even more was still behind.

The two swords that naturally stretched out in their hands were now in a circle of shining halos and were wrapped outside his rotating body, as if the halos around the planets in the universe were extremely gorgeous, but also extremely dangerous.

"Squeak squeak!"

Several strong winds wiped Ruan Tianjing's body. The cold and powerful energy not only did not make Ruan Tianjing retreat, but also made the light in Ruan Tianjing's eyes even more heated.

"Sir, what should we do?" In the darkness in the distance, four people were standing, one of them was wearing a red robe, while the other three were wearing black clothes.

The man in red in the head heard the words of his subordinates and said, "Do nothing, look."

"But my subordinates think that the formation is a bit strange, as if it comes from the Moluo Palace. The young master naturally has profound skills, but if..."

"You should know the young master's temper, and you should know the sect master's temper." The man in red robe turned around and glanced at the black-clothed subordinate coldly.

"Yes, my subordinate understands." As the man in red robe glanced, the subordinate in black suddenly had thousands of hairs on his body, and he was drilling into the bones coldly.

"Don't worry, he won't hurt the young master, at least not now." After the man in red robe said this, "Either the palace master's bell hall of the Moluo Palace or the Lord of my Demon Sect, I will not let go of this good show. The most important thing is that before they feel that the war between the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect begins, there will be no war. Because, they all want to see whether the heirs of the Demon Sect are stronger or the heirs of the Demon Sect are stronger!"

There is a thing that the man in the red robe is right. The formation of Qisha is mainly based on defense, so he naturally cannot hurt him, but this does not mean that Xiang Yufeng will not hurt him. At least in the war between the two major demonic paths of the red robe man, Xiang Yufeng is not afraid of the so-called sect leader of the red robe man. If he wants to kill anyone, he will not look at anyone's face, including Zhong Zhen, the lord of the demonic sect!

At the moment of turning around, the man in red robe stopped talking, and the battle not far away became fierce.
Chapter completed!