Martial Arts Overlord

20 Chapter 20

Boom!

Several Yuanyuan battlefields were able to fight with great momentum, and every time they fought, the entire sky was filled with wind and clouds, and the sound of trembling sounds sounded as if they had fallen into thunder for nine days.

The two disciples of Xiaoyao Sect are both in the sixth realm of Yuanhaijing, and the top ten are in the combat power ranking. Murong Yinyin is the seventh realm of Yuanhai realm. Zhongtian is the sixth peak of Yuanhaijing, and the latter two are also the sixthfold of Yuanhaijing.

Twenty-seven people joined forces, the combat power is not trivial, every shot has a kind of terror that shakes the mountains and reclaims the sea.

He has practiced the Ziqi Demon General who has dyed blood with purple gas. He has already pushed his blood to the limit, and he has burned an extremely condensed blood-colored flame, raising his realm to the Yuanhai Realm.

From a realm point of view, the purple blood monster at this moment is far above Murong Yinyin and others.

However, after all, his true Yuan Haijing has eight major abilities, and his opponent is Murong Yinyin, these talented warriors. At this moment, one person is fighting seven people, and still looks a bit stretched.

"Ziguangdongtian!"

The blood robe agitated on his body. The purple blood demon revealed the strong purple gas in his pupils. The **** flame on his body gradually turned into purple, and his palm was the weakest. The two young talents ranked in the bottom of the battle list killed. past.

Boom!

The air riots, a magenta flame burning, and a hill-sized purple palm slapping across the sky, appearing immediately above the two young talents.

"Don't think about it! Crazy!"

Lin Mang yelled, and a huge fire torch with a length of more than ten meters was emitted from the spear in his hand. It was stabbed in the volley, and the hot flames were transformed into countless flames of angry tigers, roaring and rushing out. The air was burned and twisted violently, and the whole space was flickering, as if the void had been burned through.

Boom!

Flame Fury Tiger and the purple palms clawed together and annihilated continuously. The purple palms only slowed down a few speeds, still crushing unstoppable.

"Phoenix wings disillusioned!"

Murong Yin smiled slightly, raised her hand, and the gemstone ornaments on Hao's wrist issued a jingling crunch, pressing it with a volley.

Buzz!

Xiao Murong Yinyin's small hand that was originally born suddenly became red and golden, shining the entire sky with glitter, and the clouds turned into gold.

Huh!

Feng Yin sounded in the void, penetrating the golden cracked stone, and in the void around Murong Yinyin, a huge golden phoenix illusion appeared. His wings were cut open and grew over hundreds of meters, covering a large sky. The wings fluttered and sprinkled thousands of feet. Jin Mang flew across the sky with a boom, blocking the purple palms.

Almost at the same time, two holy men and Gu Zhongtian also shot.

With a bang, Jin Feng slaps his hands, and the purple slaps that have been consumed to the limit are destroyed in an instant and the ice disappears.

The suffocation burst into flames, the Zixue Demon flew the figure back a distance of 100 meters, and his face showed an abnormal paleness, and even the original strong body lost weight.

Although the purple gas dyeing power can increase the realm in a short time and exert its strength beyond the limit, it is not without its cost. The price is the consumption of its own gas. Therefore, after each show, the purple blood demon will have to cultivate for a period of time and recover. Qi and blood.

"Phoenix wing phantom palm! It turns out that you are from the Murong family of the split-cloud dynasty!"

The purple blood devil will squint his eyes and look at Murong Yinyin, "Taking your age and cultivation, if I didn't guess wrong, you will be the youngest sister of Murong Haoran's" Little Murong "!

Murong Haoran!

When he heard the words of Zixue Demon, the two Xiaoyaozong disciples looked shocked. When they looked at Murong Yinyin, they had a little more respect in their eyes.

Murong Haoran, this is a legend of their Xiaoyaozong!

"Giggle, I have become so famous anytime, even the famous Zi Xie Demon will know the little girl." Murong Yin Yin lightly pursed her red lips and looked at Zi Xie Demon, sending out a crisp silver bell laughter. .

当然 "Of course you are not worth mentioning, but your elder brother is a troublesome figure."

The purple blood demon hummed, and said arbitrarily, "Your elder brother was in the abyss of the ground some time ago, killing me, the blood demon will be dozens of masters. I ca n’t think of meeting his sister here today. It seems that this is God! Today I will Slaughter, send your head to Xiaoyaozong, and give it to your eldest brother. "

"Haha!"

A loud laugh sounded, Lin Mang stepped next to Murong Yinyin, swinging his spear, pointing his gunpoint at Zixue Demon, laughing:

"Deserves to be a purple blood demon general, dying to death, dare to speak wildly."

The cold youth of Xiaoyaozong took a step and looked coldly at Zixue Demon: "You also deserve the name of Brother Murong! Since you dare to enter our territory, we will make you come back today!"

"Ha ha……"

He faced the people around him, Zixue Devil smiled and said, "Do you really think you can kill me?"

After learning about the identity of Murong Yinyin, the cold young man showed his heart in front of her and immediately disdain:

"Although your Ziqi burning blood work is very strong, we can't help you for a while, but unfortunately, as far as I know, Ziqi burning blood work needs to improve the realm at the cost of burning your own Qi and blood. Your Qi and blood can still How long will it last, a stick of incense, or a quarter of an hour? As long as you don't have the Ziqi burning blood power increase combat power, we want to kill you, as easy as a palm. I advise you not to waste your energy, obediently capture. "

Knowing the weakness of Ziqi's burning blood work, the cold young man didn't put Zixue Devil in his eyes at all.

"My purple gas burns blood, and I really can't hold it for too long. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't live that time ..."

Snapped! Snapped!

As He talked, Zixue smiled coldly, patted his palm, and turned to the bottom and said, "Two, come out."

"Oh, you don't call us anymore, we have to show ourselves."

A strange laugh sounded, and two shadows rose into the sky.

brush! It was just a flicker, two figures shrouded in **** cloaks, appearing beside the purple blood demon.

I saw two people in blood robes, the faces of Leng Junqing and others were all changed.

The true Yuan fluctuations emanating from the two men are stronger than the Zixue Demon General who has performed the Ziqi burning blood work. It must be the power of Yuan Haijing in the late period, and it is not the ordinary power of Yuan Haijing in the late period.

The cold young man calmly pretended to be calm, "Who are you!"

"We ..."

A man in a blood robe raised his head, and there was a strange blood in his pupil, with a strange smile.

"Be careful!"

Murong Yin Yin reminded, unfortunately, it is too late.

Hey!

There was no sign of it. A blood-red Changhong swept across the sky, but just a flash, he reached the cold young man.

The cold young man was shocked and immediately leaned over.

Huh!

Blood water splashed, cruel tears sounded, followed by the screams of the cold young man, his entire right arm was cut off!

"Brother!"

Another Xiao Yaozong female disciple was startled and came forward to support the cold young man.

"My hand ... hand ... my hand is gone!" The cold young man hugged the wound, his face pale and bloodless, and screamed.

brush!

Crimson Changhong stopped in front of a blood robe man, suspended in mid-air, and everyone saw that he could not help but hesitate.

It was a stalk knife with a strange shape and black color, exuding a touch of magic, and blood was still ticking on it.

"Sura knife, Ashura!" Murong Yinyin's face became hard to look at when she saw the bone knife.

From the color of the Shura knife, you can roughly judge the realm of Asura.

The darker the color of the Shura knife, the higher the realm of Asura.

刀 The color of this knife is dark, and it is not far away from being transformed into a Shura magic sword, then its master, at least the Yuan Haijing Yae Realm!

boom!

The body of the two blood robes shook slightly, and the **** cloak burst open, revealing a body with half wings and half demon with dorsal wings.

一名 A tall Ashura on the left, took the Shura sword, stuck out his tongue, licked the **** blade, frowned slightly, and said, "It's true that women's flesh is even more delicious ..."

As He spoke, Tall Asura raised his head, and his eyes let the disciples of Xiaoyao who want to help the cold youth.

"Phoenix wings disillusioned!"

With a yell of tenderness, Murong Yinyin's right hand turned into red gold and struck out with one palm.

Huh!

With a phoenix chanting, a huge golden phoenix illusion appeared and ran across the two holy gatemen.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, a **** horror sword was born, and it was chopped on the golden phoenix illusion. Two and a half burst out, fierce vigor, just like the raging waves and raging waves, and the clouds moved like a tide.

Wu Murong Yin Yin, as well as Lin Mang, and others were all forced to retreat by this energy.

Qi Linmang's face was completely serious at the moment, and he gave Murong Yin Yin a surprised look, "Murong Yin Yin, you ..."

There was a bitter smile on the face of Wu Murongyin's delicate and charming, "I had wanted to stay in the holy place for the last moment to be exposed, but I didn't expect to be exposed now."

Gao Linmang guessed that Murong Yinyin also wanted to compete for the nine saints. While shocked in her heart, she looked at the three purple blood monsters across the road and said, "It seems that our luck today is not very good ..."

的 The tall Asura who just shot made him feel suffocated and oppressed at will, which has far exceeded the pressure that Zixue Demon would have on him. No accident, this person is the nine major talents of Yuan Haijing. And the other Ashura is also the eight great powers of Yuan Haijing!

Against a purple blood demon general, they are already struggling, and now they have to deal with three masters above Yuan Haijing eight ...

A few people present at the scene, a cold rose in their hearts.

On the opposite side, Tall Asura looked at Murong Yinyin, his eyes flashed, "It turned out to be the eighth realm of Yuanhai Realm. No wonder you can block me. You are very good. If you are willing to surrender to me, go back to the abyss with me, I can Save your life. If you don't agree, I will kill all of you one by one. "

Murong Yin Yin Dai's eyebrows are slightly frowned, and the situation at present is really as bad as possible.

At this time.

Huh!

A stunning knife light, cut to the purple blood magic three.

"Humph!"

Tall Asura snorted and cut it straight away.

Boom!

刀 Two sword lights meet, annihilation.

"It's a good slaughter, but your wish will be lost." In the boiling air, a silhouette came, Luo Feng.

(End of this chapter)