Chapter 764 The Bloody Man Who Can't Escape

call!

The flames were beating, and the extremely sharp Sikh ring blade was rotating rapidly in the fire, and a circle of blades reflected a dazzling cold light!

"Zhao Yan! Die!"

Xiang Zhenren's eyes were brutal, and she roared with gritted teeth and threw these two Sikh ring blades at Zhao Yan!

boom!

When Zhao Yan avoided this attack, a Sikh ring blade slashed on a stone pillar that was high by one person, and cut the stone pillar in half. The cut was very smooth and showed the sharpness of the blade! Moreover, the place where the Sikh ring blade was killed was left with a raging flame, and even the stone was ignited!

Xiang Zhenren felt that his combat power was still very strong, and he increased his confidence and threw these two sharp wuqi at Zhao Yan again!

"Garbage Treasure!"

Zhao Yan chose to avoid the first time, observed it, and spit out these four words!

Although this pair of Sikh ring blades looks gorgeous, they are actually not of high quality. After throwing out the Sikh ring blade, they can fly back on their own! However, it is because of the power of the Sikh ring blade in the air, because it is a ring shape and its ability to rotate, it can return to Xiang Zhenren's hands!

However, this wuqi is not like the two flying swords in Zhao Yan's hand, which can freely change directions in the air through mental power!

With this comparison, the Sikh ring blade becomes much more garbage!

A look of contempt flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes. Just as he wanted to break through the pair of Sikh ring blades of Xiang Zhenren, many ordinary angels rushed up from the left and right sides!

"Kill Zhao Yan! Kill! Kill!"

Zhao Yan didn't need to break these ordinary angels one by one. There was no expression on his face. In his mind, he had already activated the Black Stone Tingtao Sword with all his strength! This strange black flying sword was covered with amazing numbers of tiny holes. As long as he used spiritual power to fully stimulate it, he could emit a very terrifying sound attack power!

boom!

With a loud bang, those ordinary angels with acquired cultivation could not withstand such a level of sound attack!

The Black Stone Tingtao Sword was much more powerful than that in the hands of Haidu Zhenren. When the sound attack was released, the ordinary angels seemed to have come to the surging waves in an instant. The sea water rolled, making them have nowhere to stand, and their ears were filled with the sound of the sea water raging wildly!

"No!"

Ordinary angels even had hallucinations, holding their heads to avoid the sea water, and their feet were unstable, and they would fall to the ground, rolling from the black rocks into the flowing flames below, and instantly burning into a fireball, the scene was extremely tragic!

Zhao Yan, Hei Shi, listened to the Tao sword to block these ordinary angels, then locked the Elephant Real Man with his eyes and snorted coldly, "Elephant Real Man, we can't be considered a hatred! But since you are a believer of the Blood-Eye Man, you are a traitor to the entire human race! Your purpose is to destroy the entire human race. You have committed the ten unforgivable sins, and everyone can kill them!"

Xiang Zhenren said coldly, "Zhao Yan, die!"

After saying that, a pair of burning Sikh ring blades in his hand were thrown out again. The two rapidly rotating discs were extremely sharp and with raging flames, they formed an arc from both sides to pounce on Zhao Yan!

"I said, this is trash wu qi!"

Zhao Yan's body suddenly retreated half a step back. When the two Sikh ring blades merged together, the Yiyuan Trailing Sword in his hand emitted a bright sword energy. The light of this sword energy was more than ten meters long, extremely dazzling, like a dazzling white light!

Zhao Yan's eyes were extremely deep. He held the Yiyuan Trailing Sword in one hand and slashed forward suddenly!

"break!"

With Zhao Yan's loud shout, the white sword energy was like a horse, with misty light and shadow, and it cut straight through the two Sikh ring blades!

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the two Sikh ring blades were cut into four pieces, and then another clang sound popped out in different directions!

"No!" Xiang Zhenren's face suddenly pale, and he thought he had created a good wu qi!

But under Zhao Yan's One Yuan Trailing Sword, he couldn't even stop one!

After discovering this, Xiang Zhenren also knew that his strength was too different from Zhao Yan. He raised his hand and threw out a few fireballs, flapped the fiery red light and shadow wings behind him, turned his head and ran away!

"It's too late to escape now!"

After Zhao Yan cut through the Sikh ring blade with one sword, he raised his hand and let go of the Yiyuan Tianzhan Sword. Then he pointed his finger at the direction behind Xiang Zhenren, and ruthlessly spit out a few words, "Yiyuan Tianzhan Sword, kill!"

Suddenly, this top-notch all-metal flying sword was as bright as a meteor, turning into a shocking white light. In a blink of an eye, he caught up with Xiang Zhenren and circled his neck!

Xiang Zhenren's body was still running away, but his head fell and smashed to the ground, dying for death!

On the other side, the remaining three archangels were still fighting against the three mummies with all their might, but when they turned their heads and saw that Xiang Zhenren was killed by Zhao Yan, all of them were frightened and they had no will to resist and fled!

"You human traitors! You guys who only know how to engage in conspiracy will die for me!"

Zhao Yan showed no mercy and controlled the One Yuan Tianzhang Sword in his hand to kill continuously. In just a short while, the remaining three archangels were killed!

And most of the hundreds of ordinary angels were in the midst of Zhao Yan's voice attack and panic escape, rolling into the sea of ​​fire and blood under his feet, burning to ashes!

"Zhao Yan, you are very good! You ruined my hundreds of years of foundation!"

The blood-red eyes in the sky were now full of anger. He watched Zhao Yan destroy his Dark Angel headquarters with his own eyes, but he could do nothing!

Zhao Yan looked up at the sky and snorted coldly, "Blood-eyed man, if you really have blood, just find a place and let's fight! Don't do those conspiracies behind the scenes, I'll tell you it's useless!"

The blood-eyed man gritted his teeth and said, "One day, we will fight, but it's not now!"

After saying this, a pair of blood-colored eyes in the sky disappeared in an instant. Then, the blood-fire barrier in front of Zhao Yan also disappeared, and the scene returned to the conference room. You can see that there were a large number of corpses piled up here, some of which are still burning and black smoke rolling!

Zhao Yan didn't care about this. He quickly walked to the side of the conference room and took a laptop here.

"It's indeed a diàn huà conference program!" Zhao Yan chuckled a little, and his hands began to input the program continuously. He wanted to use hacking methods to find the address where the blood-membered man is. "Heavenly man, you coward! You are plotting against me behind your back, I have to find you!"

Zhao Yan's hacking methods were technology more than ten years later, far exceeding that of that era. The diàn huà conference program compiled by the Blood-Muji people was already looking for computer experts to compile at that time, but facing Zhao Yan's technical methods more than ten years later, it was not enough to see!

Zhao Yan quickly found a few lou dong and began to find the address for the Blood Meta People to surf the Internet!
Chapter completed!