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Chapter five hundred and fifty first method

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The three people in front of me, well, except for the winged ones, there are at least a personal appearance. From the beginning of their appearance, Ling Xiao knew that it was absolutely impossible to perform a normal puppet show with the urinary nature of this world. At least when they emerged from the sea of ​​blood one by one but did not read a poem, Ling Xiao was no longer looking forward.

"Why are you still staying there? Go and seal the blood hole. There are seven pioneers. Are you waiting for them to jump out and kick your ass one by one?" Ling Xiaoshi Jian waved his head and shouted at the Foyin behind him without looking back.

Upon hearing this, Foyin pointed to the blood pillar that held the beads aggrievedly and said, "I want to do it too, but that blood pillar..." Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao took a casual sword, and the blood pillar disintegrated as the sword light passed.

Seeing this, Foyin had to step forward a few steps and continue to chant the mantra slowly. Zhang Sanfeng looked at the scene and did not intend to come to help the boxing with a sense of justice. He just honestly guarded next to Foyin and cheered and shouted slogans.

Ling Xiao's sword once again changed his expressions from the three military forces on the opposite side. He didn't understand what his sword intent actually represented, but looking at the expressions of these three guys, it seemed that there were a lot of tricks inside.

"I say, vanguards. You came here across the vast sea of ​​blood and started fighting without even saying a single word on the scene. How could a celebrity like me who was convinced by virtue? " Ling Xiao's face was full of frustration as if he had suffered some major blow.

The Death God Wing glanced at the Foyin who had started chanting the curse again and looked at Ling Xiao, who was standing with a sword in front of him. The bat wings behind him moved slightly, and a roar suddenly disappeared.

Ling Xiao was stunned and screamed. "So fast!" Shi Jian turned lightly, and retreated quickly to Foyin before the two of them were not reacting, and a slash of sparks flew everywhere.

The figure of the Death God Wing fell out of the void again, his face full of disbelief, and his feet took three steps back and disappeared into the air again without believing it.

While he was taking action, the other two pioneers would naturally not be idle. The sword light of the sky was scattered again, and a water ball as big as a washbasin floated out of the sea of ​​blood. The sword light broke into countless water splashes. The water splashes were wrapped in the same scattered sword light and shot towards the Foyin like a rain of bullets.

The attack of the seven mountains was the simplest and the thickest, and the figure rushed up. The mace was pressing down like a mountain. However, the heavy attack made the air twist.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and the stone sword rotated rapidly. The sword light flashed through the blood and rain of bullets and particles were not revealed. He glanced at the back of his wrist. As his wrist turned, a blood bead was shot to the side by force.

Puff! The blood beads were broken, and the figure of the Death God Wings emerged from the void again. Once or twice, it was an accident, and the third time was not that simple. It was obvious that Ling Xiao was able to find him out.

The mace followed the heavy force. Although Ling Xiao was not necessarily weaker in his strength, he did not have the reason to stand there and take it in a head-on manner. He kicked his feet and he fitted into Tianxuan Honglian and ran towards him.

Everyone was shocked. This move not only exceeded the expectations of the three pioneers, but also Foyin and Zhang Sanfeng were shocked. It was obvious that they were well protected, but what happened to suddenly abandon us and leave?

But what surprised them even more was that Qichongluan and Shenshenyi really took this trick. The Seventhongluan mace suddenly retracted like a mountain. It stretched out its body and attacked Ling Xiao, but Shenshenyi didn't even look at Foyin and directly waved its claws to Ling Xiao's heart. The speed of the fastest speed seemed to be in the blink of an eye.

He felt the abnormal movement behind him. Ling Xiao was not happy about his obvious success in surrounding Wei to save Zhao. Instead, his face suddenly became gloomy. He bounced Tian Xuanhonglian away with a sword, turned around and kicked out of the black ghost claw in the midst of the Demonic Wing. A huge force came from the intersection. Ling Xiao flew back with this force and avoided the heavy blow of Qishanluan.

Feeling the numbness from the soles of his feet, he sighed slightly. It seems that except for the sword intent, he was really beaten by these guys in other aspects!

"Foyin, you and Zhenren Zhang left first." Ling Xiao stared at the Death God Wing and said, because only his speed could stop Foyin before he exited the bleeding hole.

Foyin was slightly stunned when he heard this, "I haven't set up a seal yet!"

"It's useless." Ling Xiao interrupted with a dark face: "Their attacks seem to be aimed at you on the surface, but as long as you pay attention, you will find that the ultimate goal is still me."

Then he looked at the sea of ​​blood under his feet with a serious look, "I just attacked Tianxuan Honglian, and they immediately responded. It can be seen that in their hearts, the life of their companions is more important than the seal. Even though they knew that I didn't easily kill Tianxuan Honglian between a few swords, they still came."

Zhang Sanfeng exclaimed: "You mean they don't care about the seal at all?"

Ling Xiao nodded, "It seems that the seal is of no use to them now. You two should exit the bleeding acupoint before the other pioneers came out."

"How could this happen? There is no reason for the seal set by the master to fail!" Foyin shouted in distress when he heard this, as if his faith had collapsed.

"The problem is not the seal of Fahai. When you scattered the rosary, the Tianxuan Honglian must have been ambushed in the blood acupoint. In this way, the passage must have been opened long ago!" Ling Xiao looked at the default Tianxuan Honglian.

"Yes, you are not bad at all!"

The steady and magnetic sound suddenly echoed in the blood hole. Everyone looked in the sound and saw the tumbling sea of ​​blood calming down again, and a figure slowly floated up from it. The long white gold hair was mixed with a few strands of deep black. What was different from the previous three pioneers was that the person who came was wearing black armor was wrapped in golden threads and formed a formation that could be distinguished by the naked eye. The formation flashed with golden light from time to time, which set off the whole mysteriously. A strange skull on the palm of his hand was flashing with strange color light. In terms of appearance, he was the most indifferent and handsome among the few people.

"Yeah, it's rare that someone is willing to chat." Ling Xiao turned to the person with interest.

"Seven Pioneers of Shura, the dark army, the demon son! Your delicacy is so meticulous that I admire you." The demon son glanced at the stone sword in Ling Xiao's hand and said seriously.

Ling Xiao was not interested in the praise of the enemy at all. He just glanced at the skull in the hand of the demon son and smiled: "I have a friend who also likes to inlaid weapons with gems, so I can do it! I really didn't expect that someone actually has the same hobby as his. But the skull in your hand seems quite novel. I wonder what kind of variety it is?"

Ling Xiao’s obvious provocation did not make the demon son have any impulse. He just chuckled and said, “You are ignorant. This is the most ordinary magic weapon in my Shura Kingdom. The materials used are just the heads of my Shura people.”

Feng Yun looked at each other with a serious look when he saw this and said, "Although he is not skilled, he can only do this!"

After saying that, the two swords and swords came out at the same time, and the surging evil aura soared into the sky, as if the ferocious beasts originated from ancient times came to the world. The instant burst attracted everyone's attention. The hurricane was soaring, dark clouds rolled, and a black tornado rose from the ground with the two as the center, reaching the sky and the earth.

The Youquan Blood Demon did not take this huge tornado seriously. This was obviously the result of Fengyun Martial Arts. Although he was surprised that they could produce such a wonderful effect, it was obviously not enough to deal with him.

Looking at the disdainful eyes of the Youquan Blood Demon, Fengyun also knew that this was not enough to deal with the master of the immortal god level. At this time, Nie Feng nodded solemnly to Bu Jingyun, and the snow-drinking knife slashed at the peerless sword. When! A metal clash resounded throughout the world, and the dazzling light suddenly was stimulated and burst out from the peerless sword!

This is a kind of soft holy light, pure white, gentle, and holy! The blood energy in the sky paused for a moment, and the blood energy where the holy light shone, scattered a bang. However, the holy light was like a rootless wood and water source, and it flashed for only a moment and disappeared again, but two effects were produced in this time that there was less than a breath.

First, the tornado that combines wind and clouds instantly grew several times, and was so strong that it could make the Youquan Blood Demon frightened. Second, it cleared the abnormal state of the people on the city wall, so that they could fully exert their due strength. Unfortunately, King Miao and others directly fought with the Youquan Blood Demon. They were too close to him, and this holy light could not produce any long-term effect.

The world was in chaos, and the violent wind cut the ground like a knife. The Miao and the other two tried their best to retreat far away, while the tornado took the opportunity to shave fiercely towards the Youquan Blood Demon.

The corner of the Youquan Blood Demon's mouth twitched violently. Is it easy to survive a heavenly tribulation by himself? He finally became an immortal god-level master. As soon as Pu appeared, he was beaten by three guys. After finally turning the situation around, two more perverts appeared. The holy light that flashed just now was obviously the light emitted by the innate spiritual treasure. Although it was unknown why it was only a moment, it was enough to cause trouble. He was almost certain that the two fools in the tornado would definitely not use such powerful tricks. It must be the strange changes caused by the holy light. What he couldn't stand the most was that you are martial arts cultivators! He always made such a big noise, how could you see Xuan Xiu in the future?

No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, the Youquan Blood Demon still retreated. He was not sure to deal with the huge wind pillar dozens of feet thick in front of him. He had to ask for time for the current plan. This trick was definitely not something that two masters in the master level could last for a long time. As long as he delayed for a while, he would not believe that these two boys would not collapse!

Everyone above the city wall was dumbfounded and stared at the raging tornado. Lu Xiaofeng said awkwardly: "These two guys are really good at it. It's useless to just delay this little time!"

"It may not be possible, I may be able to think of a solution!" Wuqing said slowly in the astonished eyes of everyone. (To be continued)
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