Thousand Blades of Death

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"Okay, they have safely left."

Said the mysterious man.

"Did you say you want to change places? Indeed, such a small space is not easy to display."

Ju Youjing decisively refused: "No more."

The mysterious man asked again, "Is there really no room left?"

Ju Youjing replied: "No."

then.

The breath of the two began to climb wildly, and the terror energy fluctuations spread to the entire Xiangyang City. Such an amazing battle can only be achieved by the Sanctuary level.

Even if it is far enough away, Ma Yuan can feel a terrifying breath, approaching like a sickle of death.

"Is this the power of his seriousness?"

Ma Yuan is incredible.

From this point of view, the other party just stabbed the opponent because it didn't care. In fact, Ma Yuan did not hurt him.

hateful.

Ma Yuan's fists were clenched tightly, and his unwillingness filled his heart. After the last battle of Chang'an City, he didn't make any progress in the end. It was the opponent who fought to protect him.

Underground caves, where the seal formation is located.

The strength of the Sanctuary level is fully unfolded, and under these two wills, various illusions of illusion were born.

On the side of Juyoujing, there is an endless sea of ​​flowers, which moves with the wind, but does not smell the wind, and the silence is like death.

On the side of the mysterious man, there is bottomless darkness. In addition to darkness, nothing can be seen.

The domains of the two Sanctuary-level strongmen contend with each other, and the stone plate with the large seal formation is at the boundary of confrontation, and it is quickly torn to pieces.

The wings behind the shadow, waved forward, flying out hundreds of sharp blades, each of which was enough to spike the existence of the real name.

Ju Youjing just waited for this moment, pulled out the love sword and made himself innocent. Under the intention of Juhe sword, the attacking props were intercepted.

"Oh, it's so precise to block one by one!"

The mysterious person thought that the other party would stand up a barrier, or make a wave of anger, in order to resist the offensive like a jade dot, but unexpectedly chose this seemingly most laborious method.

"Oh!"

Ju Youjing resolved his opponent's offensive and immediately launched his offensive. He cut it with a sword and left an obvious wound on the opponent's body.

"I didn't say that it was useless?"

The mysterious man laughed arrogantly, the wound on his body was quickly repaired, ready to move again.

At this time another sword attacked, the mysterious man's attack was interrupted, and at the same time left a wound.

"It's useless!"

Using the power of the blood clan, the mysterious man returned to his perfect state again.

Before he was happy, Ju Youjing's next sword came again, and there was no room for evasion. He could only take the trick.

One sword after another, Ju Youjing's Juhe cut, has not broken since just now, and keeps making wounds on the other party.

The mysterious man thought to himself: "Let him cut it, and wait for him to spend more than half of his energy, it will be easier to deal with."

However, Ju Youjing, who knows the blood of the blood, is destined not to let the opponent's wishful thinking start.

The mysterious person suddenly noticed that the vitality of this place was concentrated in the direction of Juyoujing.

Ju Youjing's next sword will always be sharper than the previous one, and although his body has been repaired, under the opponent's increasingly powerful offensive, the power of the blood clan is nearing the limit.

Who is being consumed?

The mysterious man exclaimed "not good" in his heart, a pair of wings spread out, and a powerful vigor exploded from the body, directly interrupting the chain attack of Juyoujing.

But Ju Youjing is not discouraged. He dodges to avoid being affected by the other party's self-destructive attack and whispers.

"Fine Snow".

I saw countless thin lights floating in the space, carrying the power of terror on the mysterious man.

The mysterious man did not expect that when Xueyou Jing drew his sword, Xixue had already started.

"Uh uh!"

The mysterious man screamed.

The power of Fine Snow invaded his body without any resistance, and the power of the blood clan was madly opposed to it, and his injury could not be repaired at all.

It turns out so! It turns out so!

The mysterious person did not expect that the other party was so clear about the secret of the blood clan.

What is that man's origin? Let yourself eat such a big loss.

"Dark moon, up."

The mysterious man raised his right hand at this time, and a red moon appeared suddenly above Xiangyang City. The power of the infinite blood clan turned into a beam of light and poured down, hitting him, and the power of the fine snow was completely eliminated.

"this is……"

Juyou Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed that the situation was not good.

The broken body of the mysterious man was cured by the red light spilled from above, and the strength was also increased, and the momentum was improved by more than one grade.

Juyou Jing asked, "What did you do?"

"Haha, didn't think of it, I have already deployed a large group of blood refining under the Xiangyang City, and it came in handy so quickly."

The mysterious man grinned, grabbing the left hand with a volley, and the space where Juyou Jing was sitting began to compress.

Ju Youjing immediately picked up his own Wuming to resist, using all his tricks, but felt very laborious.

"What about this?"

The mysterious man reached out his right hand and summoned several blood-stained barriers. Compared with the one exhibited by the old man before, the pattern on it was more exquisite and the number of runes was several times more.

Juyou Jing burst out all the Juhe sword intentions, which were intercepted by the blood mark barrier and sealed inside.

The space was further compressed, and Ju Youjing was overwhelmed and suddenly spit out a few blood, together with the outbreak of secret injuries, which soon became unsustainable.

"Yo, can't you let me down."

The mysterious man is extremely arrogant, his momentum has climbed to the top.

"Oh." Juyou Jing laughed.

The mysterious man asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ju Youjing replied: "Do you think I have no backhand?"

The mysterious man asked: "What is behind?"

"Look at the sky."

At this time, in a round of red moon in the sky, cracks emerged quietly, slowly began to fall off as a whole, and the power of the blood clan on the mysterious person also receded like tide.

Outside of Xiangyang City, Nako Lulu wearing a sacrificial costume held Feng Xuanling, and the long-traveled spell was chanted in her mouth. Emerge.

Nakolulu, a famous genius in the village of God, spent six hours to complete the arrangement of the entire formation.

With the decline of the opponent's strength, Ju Youjing broke the power of blood.

"My dream is cut."

Under the suppression of the Great Demon Formation, it is difficult for the mysterious man to move, and he can only watch the other party's most powerful sword.

Carrying the endless power of the sanctuary level, it seems to be able to cut off everything and send the things of the world into eternal silence.

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