The Skill of Dragon Breaking the Nine Heavens

All the cult warriors who were attacked were masters of the masters, and the losses this time were not disastrous. Except for those who died, the other ones who were attacked were also seriously injured and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced...

"How is it possible? This is impossible..." Helian Xieyue was a little lost for a while, because many of the strong men who attacked were seriously injured not long ago, and they were people who needed recuperation and could not participate in the war for a short time. There are also some seriously injured people who are also flying out of the camp of the righteous warriors at this time!

As the commander of the cult warrior, Helian Xieyue is naturally familiar with the strong among the righteous warriors. He must know which strong one is injured and unable to participate in the battle. Otherwise, how to arrange the battle?

But just now, those strong men who were not counted by him as fighting power continued to appear, some sneak attacks, some frontal crushes, and in a short period of time they brought huge losses to their cult martial artists. This It makes him wonder, and a bit unacceptable!

Moreover, the fighting continues, and the losses of their cult warriors are constantly being enlarged. If they are not handled properly in time, their cult warriors will really be hurt this time!

"Ah!!! The blood **** came to the world..."

An extremely angry roar came. Helian Xieyue had already appeared in the hands of the blood **** sickle. The dark red blade was like thick blood flowing, and the terrifying aura spread thousands of meters around. Everyone inside has been affected!

At the next moment, a shadow over three meters tall appeared behind Helian Xieyue. This shadow seemed to be completely condensed from energy, wearing a long blood cloak, covering his head, making it difficult to see his face. Holding a weapon exactly like the blood god's sickle in his hand, his aura was released, as if a wave of blood was set off...

Wow...

As the three-meter-high figure waved the scythe in his hand, a burst of blood spread instantly, the snow waves rolled, the space shattered, and its scope was vast, covering the entire battlefield, and avoided where the cult warrior was. This side!

"Be careful!" Long Hanhai immediately shouted, reminding the righteous martial artist, and at the same time caused many masters to retreat, and he quickly rushed forward, holding the Yanlong sword in his hand, and the fierce momentum also rushed out!

In the face of Helian Xieyue who has gone mad, there are not many who are qualified to fight against him. Long Hanhai, who also has the artifact in his hand, is undoubtedly the best candidate, do your part!

Although this Yanlong Sword is ranked in the fifteenth place, the magical tool is a magical tool, and the power that can be exerted is definitely not the best holy weapon, or it can be compared to a semi-sacred weapon!

The strong men of the right path warrior are retreating quickly. Facing such a trick, they don't even care about chasing the cult warriors to expand the results at this time. The most important thing is to save their lives!

"The flame dragon dances wildly!" Long Hanhai roared, and the scarlet sword in his hand danced, driving the entire space in an instant. A fiery red dragon suddenly appeared in front, dancing wildly!

"Ang! Aung..."

A roar of dragon chants radiated from the mouth of the fiery red dragon. Its body length is more than one kilometer. As it dances, the entire space is trembling, and slices of flame blades shoot out towards Helian. Xie Yue's unique move.