Fighting the Martial Universe

"The more you want to kill Zhang Mofan, the more you feel threatened, don't you? In that case, I am dead, and it is impossible to tell you where Zhang Mofan is."

Zhao Yi said.

Before, his father taught him that the most important thing for a real warrior is not how strong his cultivation is or how strong his talent is, but rather his responsibility.

Can protect the sect, can protect their homes.

Today, their opponent is the Blood Demon Race, even if they die, he won't let the Blood Demon Race Warrior's plan succeed.

"Since this is your choice, then don't blame me."

The demon soul said with a knife, and the entire space seemed to condense a large amount of sword energy, slowly converging.

"The demon sword is one!"

The demon soul rushed directly with a sword, and countless sword auras did not attack Zhao Yi, but instead gathered in the body of the demon soul a sword, condensing a black sword aura, and assassinated it fiercely.

"Today, I will do my best to fight you."

Zhao Yi gave a violent shout, and fire flashes from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a flame lotus platform.

This is his fighting spirit, Fire Lotus Terrace.

Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Fire Leaning Sword in his hand was constantly waving.

In an instant, the sky was full of flames, like violent thunder.

"Zhao Yi, you really want to fight."

Seeing this situation, many warriors all sweated.

They could clearly feel that the offensive of Demon Soul Blade was stronger, but Zhao Yi did not flinch at all.

Even if Zhao Yi loses in this battle, the disciples of 36 Sects will not blame him.

Two powerful attacks finally collided fiercely.

boom!

At the moment of the impact, the entire space had a huge shock, countless flames were cut apart by the sword aura, and finally, the Huo Yitian sword that day began to break.

A sword, directly attacked Zhao Yi's body.

"Zhao Yi, since this is your choice, don't blame me."

The momentum of the demon soul's sword burst out again, and the sword pierced through Zhao Yi's battle armor and pierced into his body.

Puff!

Zhao Yi spouted a mouthful of blood, but both hands were holding the arms of the demon soul knife, and sneered: "It's not that easy to defeat me, the sky is burning!"

While talking, Zhao Yi's body burned into flames, as for the demon soul's knife, it also burned into flames.

The demon soul glanced at the flames on his body with a hint of surprise on his face: "What's the matter? Why is my body on fire? Are you crazy? You think you can kill me like this?"

"Even if you can't kill it, it's enough to burn you half-crippled. It's impossible for you to restore your current strength."

Zhao Yi's voice was extremely cold, and since he couldn't beat it, he used the most vicious trick.

He never thought that he would perform this trick, but he was not reconciled to lose like this.

Even if you fail or die, it must be valuable.

Seeing this, Youlong Wujie waved his fingers, and a devilish energy directly shot out, bombarding Zhao Yi's body, and directly flying it out. The flames on the two of them were also instantly extinguished.

"The sky and the fire are burning together, it is really cruel, today's battle, if you win, the life and death battle, it is over."

After You Long Wujie finished speaking, he turned around and left.

In his opinion, it is definitely not worthwhile for Zhao Yi to trade his life for the serious injury of the demon soul.

Today's battle of life and death, for them, has played a deterrent effect.

Once a real battle begins, Zhou Yuanjie's camp will be vulnerable.

Watching the warriors of the blood demon clan leave, the warriors of Zhou Yuanjie's camp all returned to the barracks.

The crowd gathered in the main camp, their faces were very ugly. This time the life and death struggle had a great influence on them. This was a real morale issue.

"The Blood Demon Race is really a good calculation. Now, many of our geniuses are all defeated in their hands, which has a great impact on our morale."

"At present, many warriors have begun to shake."

"Hey, there are still so many geniuses among the Blood Demon Race, and that Youlong Wujie, whose strength has reached the dazzling nine souls, and the talent is ranked first. Who can defeat him? "

Many warriors sighed.

"Zhang Mofan, what did he do?"

Zhao Yi sat aside, her expression gloomy, and said: "We want to regain our momentum now, and there is only one way, and that is to let Zhang Mofan set up life and death challenges and challenge each other."

"What? Let Zhang Mofan set the stage for life and death? No matter how strong Zhang Mofan's talent is, what can he change? I don't believe that he used his strength to assassinate the shadow."

Young Master Yulong said.

Zhang Mofan's talent is indeed undoubted. On Dou Sheng Mountain, he showed amazing talent.

However, his cultivation base is too weak after all, even if he swept the genius of one soul and two souls, it would not have any deterrent effect.

Unless, it can reach the level of a demon soul.

"My brother-in-law is now practicing in retreat. He should be breaking through the dazzling state~www.wuxiaspot.com~Xiao Shu said.

"Even if Zhang Mofan breaks through, he can't change anything. We still think about what action the other party will take next."

Li Jing said lightly: "That Youlong has no sacrifices. It is very strong. Perhaps only General Mu can barely contend with it."

"General Mu has been in retreat for so long, and he has not yet left the customs, and he does not know when he will leave."

"I'm afraid he doesn't even know what the situation is now, right?"

Many lieutenants said.

However, at this moment, the void suddenly produced a golden light, illuminating the entire tent.

"What a strong light, what's going on?"

"This is the light of the Holy Spirit body. Someone is gathering the Holy Spirit body and is about to break through."

Among the crowd, I don't know who shouted.

"It's Zhang Mofan!"

Many warriors rushed out of the camp one by one, and immediately they saw that Zhang Mofan released a very dazzling golden light from the camp that was closed.

This golden light is not a golden color, but a holy golden color, and there is a divine luster in the golden light.

"How is this going?"

Master Yulong looked at this scene, with a trace of doubt in his voice.

They have never seen this color of light.

"Generally speaking, there are four levels of the Holy Spirit body, low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade and flawless. The light of the flawless Holy Spirit body is golden, but this is not golden."

Young Master Yulong said.

The flawless Holy Spirit body is already a very rare existence, not to mention the Holy Land of the Western Zhou Dynasty, even the entire Zhouyuan Realm is a genius among geniuses.

Even if they are, they only have a medium-grade Holy Spirit body.

However, the light released by Zhang Mofan's Spiritual Body was a little beyond their understanding.