Zheng Jiuxue became more and more terrifying the more he fought, and there was also a phantom of the blood demon behind him.

As the strongest blood son of the Heavenly Demon Blood Sect, he is proficient in various blood sect magical powers and has also practiced a Taoist technique. In this way, he cooperates with the Heavenly Demon Blood and Heavenly Demon Eyes, and his combat power alone is absolutely top-notch.

"Fengyu, you guys run first!"

Suddenly, Mu Jianhua burst out, and terrifying swords continued to rush out of his body.

The Nine Swords of Body-Suppressing Immortal Technique!

This is Mu Jianhua's strongest residual immortal technique, and has reached the seventh level.

On weekdays, he suppresses and tempers his body, but when he explodes, he can turn into a powerful sword formation. This is very expensive and difficult to sustain. It will make him weak for a while afterwards, which has a lot of disadvantages.

Ye Fengyu was shocked.

The Huangmen is not good at fighting, so he is relatively strong, but he is also weaker than Mu Jianhua.

And Mu Jianhua was obviously looking for opportunities for them.

"Damn it!"

Ye Fengyu's eyes were blood red, but he had to take the monks climbing the Immortal Tower to escape, because this was the opportunity for them to win over the extreme outbreak of Mu Jianhua.

If you stay here and let Mu Jianhua down, he would not say anything about his kindness, but would also put the monks who climbed the Immortal Tower in danger.

"Run apart!"

Ye Fengyu shouted fiercely.

Lu Qianfeng, Danzhao and others looked ugly, but they could only escape with some weak disciples.

Zheng Jiuxu licked his lips, not caring at all.

"It's almost done to kill a Taoist in the Immortal Hall today!"

Zheng Jiuxu didn't care about the escaped person, but just caught Mu Jianhua and beat him.

Boom boom boom boom...

A terrifying roar resounded throughout this sea area. The monks on both sides were all away from this place, and only two people were still fighting here.

puff!

Mu Jianhua soon vomited blood, and the power of the nine swords of the body was fading away, and was replaced by waves of weakness.

"Haha, Mu Jianhua, you can't do it!"

Zheng Jiuxue laughed wildly.

Mu Jianhua's face was a bit ferocious, but also pale.

"I'm going to die..." Mu Jianhua felt uncomfortable and felt sad, but he didn't have much regret.

He joined the Fairy Tower since he was a child. He trained him and finally sacrificed his life to the Fairy Tower. This was not unacceptable to him.

"Haha, die!"

Zheng Jiuxue shouted fiercely, Fang Tian’s painting halberd swept across the board, and this would definitely cut Mu Jianhua in half, which made the bloodthirsty thoughts in Zheng Jiuxue’s body grow higher.

But the next moment.

Buzz!

There was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and a sharp arrow with amazing holy intention shot straight into Fang Tianhua, preventing Zheng Jiuxu from attacking this time.

"who?"

Zheng Jiuxu turned his head and shouted fiercely, but a hint of surprise flashed in his scarlet eyes.
Chapter completed!