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Chapter 211 Jian Xiao, Long Yin(2/2)

Yan Wang's left arm turned into blood energy soaring into the sky!

moment.

A huge and ferocious blade of the God-Slaying Blade in the eighteenth floor of the underworld was gradually taking shape in Yan Wang's palm.

The giant blade came from nowhere, but it was like tearing through the void. Countless strong winds mixed with blood and evil spirits, constantly condensed, becoming increasingly huge and ferocious.

At this moment, Yan Wang seemed small, but the giant blade in his palm meant to cut the sky!

Liu Tongluo and others who were watching the game below immediately had their faces and their lips were pale, and they retreated one after another.

This is Yan Wang's desperate killing move, called "self-blooded killing"!

Use your own blood to kill the enemy in front of you. Even the Hinayana Venerable should avoid it, otherwise you will definitely suffer from hatred.

But precisely because of his desperate efforts, this move means that Yan Wang has no way out. Either he dies or his opponent is destroyed, and there is no choice.

"Uncle Master!!"

Seeing all this, Song Chongyang's eyes were full of tears! He understood Yan Wang's intention to fight to the death, but it was difficult to accept.

At this moment, Yan Wang's momentum had already been greatly improved.

"I use my blood to kill the enemy!"

Yan Wang, who was standing tall in the sky, was like a blood-stained demon god with hair and beard floating, with only a sense of unrepentant fighting in his eyes.

In this battle, he cannot retreat and will never retreat!

Half of his body was like blood fog boiling, and the other half supported the huge blood blade that was soaring into the sky, raised it high, killing the reed sitting cross-legged in the air.

Boom!!!

This slash cut through all the twists of the burning sun. The blood sea of ​​futu below was active again. Countless white bone hands held the tip of the blade and rushed towards the reed.

This slash cut the "Posayang Tree" behind Wei Tuo's head.

The whole tree sways in an instant and flickers. The endless sunlight and burning fire must be extinguished.

Yan Wang's strength went down, and this slashed, slashed towards Wei Tuo's head again.

The people watching the battle below were dazzled and almost cheered on the spot if it weren't for hostility. Even Elder Golden Horn was still dissatisfied at this moment. Unexpectedly, Yan Wang had such a terrifying combat power when he fought desperately.

Wei Tuo sighed in his heart.

He closed his eyes slightly and bounced his fingers again:

"Basha, yin tree."

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz bu

Countless slight sounds of water rippling across the world.

The "Posak Yin Tree" on the left began to sway, as light as the wind.

Even the "Posayang Tree" on the right is instantly dimmed, as if all the colors and all the light are lost. But all the dimming seems to be accumulated on the "yin tree" on the left.

The irresistible darkness swept across everything in an instant, and the world was colorless and lightless in an instant.

In front of everyone's eyes, dark, obscure, and turbid tides appeared, rushing and endlessly extending.

Everyone is immersed in it, like a sea of ​​suffering, unable to extricate themselves.

The darkness that swept everything was like a tide, washed over the huge blade in Yan Wang's hand, becoming deeper and darker, and even frost appeared, imprisoning it.

The Blood Sea of ​​Futu below has long been submerged, like frost.

Everything is not sunken, nothing is colorless, it is comparable to Yinming, but it is better than Yinming. This is the method of "Pisa Puhang Double Tree" to be relied upon, and it is difficult for the Holy King and Holy Lord of the Buddha Kingdom to control this method unless it is the reincarnation of the celestial immortal.

And this "Posak Twin Tree" is the foundation of Weituo's pride and proof of the reincarnation of Buddhist immortals.

Everyone on the battlefield was submerged by the "yin tree", and their bodies were as frost as the body was immersed in it.

Elder Golden Horn is the only exception.

"Hahahaha... I am worthy of being the top two in the Shensihuan List, the Prince of Buddha!"

Elder Golden Horn laughed wildly, of course he knew that he would not miss such a fighter plane.

He suddenly ran like lightning, carrying golden flames, came to Bai Qi and shouted angrily:

"Bai Qi, die!!"

Scream~~

In front of the Golden Horn Elder's forehead, golden flames spit out from the cracks of bones like scars, instantly turning into a sharp sword energy, slashing towards Bai Qi with great momentum.

Bai Qi is still in the darkness and struggles hard to move.

"Fate!"

"Battle Flag!"

Suddenly, Song Chongyang, who was guarding Bai Qi, suddenly opened his eyes and roared loudly.

Pang~~

A crack also appeared from his forehead, like blood splashing.

The blood light rushed up and showed it in an instant, and it turned out to be a blood mist flag with a boiling battle aura and a high-spirited storm.

The blood-colored battle flag instantly scattered above Bai Qi's head.

boom!!

Elder Jin Horn's sneak attack was a sure-win sword, and the sound of cracking silk sounded.

The sword light shattered and disintegrated on the spot.

The blood-colored flag also turned into broken silk and returned to nothingness.

"Wow......"

Song Chongyang spit out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale. After all, he was the body of a divine general. He could not avoid suppression in the realm.

But this mouthful of passion also stimulated Song Chongyang, recovered for a moment of awakening, and no longer immersed in the darkness of the "Sasha Yin Tree".

He picked up Bai Qi with his left arm and wrapped his right arm around Zhu Yan who was fainting. He felt as if blood smoke was rolling under his feet. He instantly escaped from the golden horn and fled to the distance.

"Escape?! I see how you escape?!"

Elder Jinjiao was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. The dignified Hinayana Venerable was actually kidnapped by a godly general.

He let out a long roar with hatred, and spit out a golden sword light again, and chased after him with a close rush.

This sword light instantly divided into thousands of swords, like a golden wind and rain, piercing towards Song Chongyang.

Song Chongyang was already inseparable from the brink of his life. He sighed and prepared to fight hard again, using the battle flag that was hard-working.

Sudden!

Trepid~~

A shocking sword roar seemed to echo out of the sky.

Just a moment.

The sword roars from a distance from near, as if breaking through all obstacles, and it was already close to you.

Roar ~~

Accompanied by the stunning sound of the sword, there was another thunderous dragon roar, roaring up, shaking like a crazi wave, rolling and rushing.

A sword and a dragon complement each other and complement each other.

In just a snap of your fingers.

The dark and bitter sea caused by the "Posak Yin Tree" has submerged all the methods of salvation, which actually caused a strange vibration.

Everyone on the battlefield was powerful and powerful. Once the dark sea of ​​suffering fluctuated, they were all touched and woke up.

"Who is it?"

"Who is it?"

Everyone who was awake, at the moment of waking up, heard the trembling sword roar and dragon roar in their hearts.

Then, in front of everyone, in the sky, a handsome figure came to the battlefield like lightning with a sharp sword roar, a stunning dragon roar, and lightning.

Before the visitor could fully show up, he slashed out with a sword.

This sword, like a dragon shadow shaking, like a thunderous tide, like a tide of fire, with a grand and magnificent power, and with a fierce and surging fighting spirit of burning the sky!

boom!!!

This sword directly shattered the golden light of Elder Jinhorn's natal life.

The visitor was already standing in front of Song Chongyang, blocking the Golden Horn Elder.

"It's you!"

"Chen Fusheng!!"

When Song Chongyang saw the person in front of him clearly, he was immediately surprised and couldn't help laughing happily.
Chapter completed!
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