The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-nine chapters

The first thousand seven hundred and twenty-nine chapters

The people at Shenhuang Mountain hurriedly caught Zhang Yu, glaring at Yao Feng one by one.

Zhang Yu’s defeat completely shocked the people in Blood Rain Square.

So easily defeated Zhang Yu, in addition to the top three in the dragon list, other people in the top ten in the dragon list can’t do it.

For a moment, Thunder Blood Square seemed very silent.

With an extremely arrogant look in his eyes, Zhuo Feng looked at the six holy places and the pavilion where the Fourth Young Master was located, and said with a playful smile: “Is the martial arts tea party at this level? Who else, dare to be with me? war!”

This kind of arrogant and domineering attitude, completely disregarding the major holy places, gnashes many people’s teeth in anger.

But the Quartet was silent, and he did not respond to Bo Feng’s words. The strength he showed was too strong.

Many people turned their attention to Ji Lingfeng, Qiu Shanjun and Xiao Yuanqi. The expressions of the three changed and they did not act rashly.

Mainly so far, I haven’t seen the details of Vulcan will beacon.

In addition, there are also some worries that once they are shot, they will give the other two a bargain, and they will lose the first place in the Eastern Wild Dragon List.

Lin Yun saw this scene and shook his head slightly.

Being cautious is indeed a very good advantage, and it is the same at all times, but if you are too cautious, you will lose some of your heart.

No matter how strong these people are, it is easy to look down upon just because of their spirit.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, this group of people only went to the top of the dragon list after Jian Shaotian was gone.

People who are truly energetic have either been directly promoted to life and death, and they don’t want to be number one in the dragon list.

Either directly fight Jian Jingtian, not to mention the outcome, at least the courage to have a fight.

Zhuo Feng burst into laughter, and the laughter was agitated. He looked all around, showing a playful look, and said in a deep voice: “In the huge Eastern Wilderness, no one really dares to fight with my Blood Moon God Sect?”

This arrogant attitude of contempt for the heroes of the Eastern Desolation angered many people in an instant.

“Hahaha!”

The Fengshen general Yan Cangming, who was sitting on the pavilion, couldn’t help but laughed, and said with a sneer: “Maybe you shouldn’t come this time. The so-called Eastern Desolation Dragon List is indeed a joke.”

At this moment, Wan Lei Jiao Yi Feng suddenly got up, his slightly immature face showed a cold sharp edge, and the sharpness bloomed in his eyes, and he said coldly: “Do you really think that the Eastern Wilderness is a place where you can just go wild?” Wan Lei Jiao Yifeng, like your enlightenment!”

Yan Tie stood up beside Lin Yun at the same time. He looked at Zhu Feng and said, “Swordsman Yan Tie, please advise!”

Since he lost to Lin Yun, he has barely made a move. When Lin Yun mastered the profound meaning of the blue dragon, his strength had actually improved a lot.

Seeing these two people so arrogant at this moment, I really can’t see it.

Whoosh!

He and Yi Feng got up together, each spread out and landed on the thunder and blood battle platform.

The thunder blood square was suddenly boiling, and the heroes were angry and looked high.

Needless to say, Yifeng is the youngest person in the top ten of the dragon list, but it is true that no one can beat him except for the top three of the dragon list.

As for the death swordsman Yan Tie, he had previously lost to Lin Xiao.

But then everyone knew that Lin Xiao’s strength could not even be beaten by Feng Yuanjun, and Yan Tie was definitely underestimated.

“You want to fight me? After watching the theater for so long, the God General really wants to move his muscles and bones.”

Fengshen will see Yi Feng look at him, smile at the corner of his mouth, and jump up to the thunder and blood battle stage.

Yi Feng urged the Ziyang Sacred Code, and a group of body-protecting dragon yuan containing electric light appeared, like a big sun, covering his body.

“Purple Light Fist!”

The obliteration intent flashed in Yi Feng’s eyes, the surging Long Yuan exploded, and his fist light condensed into an electric light and whizzed away.

“Good job!”

Fengshen General Yan Cangming laughed and greeted him with a palm.

A huge palm light flew out and collided with the fist light in mid-air, booming, the next moment the fist light and the palm print exploded between the two of them.

Qi wave surged, Long Yuan surged.

A cloud of turbid energy dissipated like water waves, spreading across the entire thunder and blood battle platform, and the holy blood on the ground was ignited.

The two took a step back, and Fengshen will quickly stand firm, with a grim expression, and smiled: “The people of Wanlei Sect do have two brushes. You are still young, there is no need to waste time in Wanlei Sect and become my god. How to teach?”

“Are you humiliating me?”

Yi Feng said angrily.

“Heh, then I can only teach you a lesson!”

The wind god changed Yan Cangming’s expression suddenly, becoming extremely cold, blood shining on his body, and then the blood shining out like waves of water.

call!

In the blink of an eye, this bloody light enveloped the place where the two met.

Under the light of blood, Yi Feng was surprised to find that his Long Yuan was disappearing quickly, being swallowed up by this blood cloud little by little.

The swallowing power contained in the blood light is even more powerful than his own Devouring Saint Rune.

“How can this be done? I am far from being so overbearing in Devouring Saint Rune. With such an overbearing swallowing method, don’t you be afraid of backlash?”

Yi Feng’s face changed slightly, and she was surprised secretly in her heart.

The power of devouring is not part of the right way. After long-term cultivation, it will directly fall into the magic way and be lost.

It will only swallow it blindly, and forget its own practice.

The strength will skyrocket in a short period of time, but once accumulated for a long time, it will definitely be backlashed by all kinds of mixed energy.

If your roots are not strong enough, you will destroy your foundation sooner or later.

The situation is very dangerous right now, and Yi Feng can only urge his own Devouring Saint Rune and inject it into the Zi Yao Divine Fist to meet the enemy.

boom!

After the two blasted three moves, Fengshen General Yan Cangming did not retreat, but instead shook Yi Feng for several steps.

At the same time, the dead swordsmen Yan Tie and Nao Feng were also fighting each other, starting a fiercer confrontation.

Yan Tie, known as a dead swordsman, merged with the will of death and the sword intent of the heavens, and he was able to touch the threshold of the power of the sword in the sky.

In the previous battle with Lin Yun, his strength was vividly demonstrated.

At this moment, he was holding a four-foot long sword, turned around and pierced out with a sword. Suddenly there was a majestic death aura, which merged with the sword intent and turned into spiral sword auras, strangling towards the beacon.

Death Sword Intent has a strong corrosive aura, and the opponent’s bloody evil aura quickly withers after encountering it.

Everyone’s eyes lit up, and Death Sword Intent seemed to have a strong restraint on this blood evil spirit.

“Dance of death, Huiyue!”

The black moon appeared, the sky and the earth were dim, and Yan Tieren’s majestic sword power shrouded all directions in the air.

Whoosh whoosh!

He danced under the moon, and the nine death sword auras turned into nine dragon shadows, exuding a powerful and extremely corrosive gas.

“This dance of death seems to be stronger than before!”

“It seems that Yan Tie has improved a lot in the battle against Lin Xiao. With this sword alone, he should have a place in the top ten.”

“Yan Tie’s hope of defeating the opponent is not small!”

…

The people who have been observing the situation calmly analyzed, but didn’t dare to be too excited. The shadow left by everyone before Zhu Feng was too big, and no one dared to look down upon him.

On the Thunder Blood Square, Vulcan will smile at the corners of his mouth, and he stood there and didn’t move.

boom!

Suddenly, his hands slammed, and the black robe outside instantly burst. A crimson armor showing a sword, the crimson fire light suddenly dazzled the eyes like a scorching sun.

“The blazing sacred fire, burn my body, the vast blood moon, welcome the blood ancestors!”

Vulcan will take a step forward and directly meet the nine death sword auras under Huiyue.

boom!

A blood-red flame giant palm, imprinted with ancient sacred patterns, went horizontally in a certain direction.

In the loud noise, the sword of death was broken.

Seeing this scene, everyone looked shocked, and never expected that Zhuo Feng would be so strong. Even when Lin Xiao faced the Dance of Death, he only broke through with a killer move.

But this boiled beacon actually didn’t evade, and wanted to directly smash the dance of death with his own cultivation base.

Qiu Shanjun’s expression changed involuntarily, and said: “This is impossible. Under the same realm, how can it be possible to break the ghost-level killer move with the cultivation base alone!”

The dance of death belongs to the ghost-level high-grade martial arts, and contains the will to death, as well as strong kendo attributes.

With his cultivation base, it is absolutely impossible to rely on his cultivation base, let alone break the move directly.

Unless you also use martial arts, you will definitely not be able to do it.

He couldn’t do it, neither could Ji Lingfeng and Xiao Yuanqi. This was no longer the power of the Dragon Vein Realm.

Lin Qingyang of the Shendao Pavilion suddenly said, “He used a foreign object. The blood flame armor on his body should be the Star Obsidian Sacred Artifact, the Dark Moon Sacred Armor!”