Martial Myth System

Zhang Yan broke through the Cangjiang waterway and attracted the rescue of righteous knights with the lives of millions of people, and then used evil methods to draw everyone present into the [blood sacrifice array].

Chaos broke out in an instant!

The people who came here were all with the righteousness of the common people. However, under the influence of the powerful blood formation, everyone only felt that their consciousness was chaotic, and it was difficult to make judgments.

Bai Feihuang's blood boiled and burned with the imperial knife, which kept her awake.

Looking around, there are martial arts people entangled in weird blood energy...

"Han Feng!!!"

Bai Feihuang called, and went around Looking, however, there is no answer.

The blood light space is based on the Cangjiang River embankment, but with the alien method of Heavenly Truth Church, it has opened up a completely different weird space.

Under the river embankment is a terrifying sea of ​​blood.

The distance is blocked by blood mist.

Above the sky, Nangong Honest and Heavenly Truth Church master Yan fight with the White Horse Sword and Demon Suppression Sword in their hands.

Two Divine Weapon blessings, Nangong Lian's majestic sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the weird pressure that surrounds this blood light space is also going to dissipate.

However, in front of the demonized Zhang Yan with crimson eyes, Nangonglian encountered an extreme crisis.

【blood sacrifice prayer formation】communicating the world, endless evil thoughts gather around Zhang Yan’s black golden cloak, and as Zhang Yan’s arm swings, the rich blood energy gathers into a huge blood Zhu soared into the air from the sea of ​​blood under the river embankment, and directly hit Nangong Lian in the air.

[Demon Suppression Sword Master] was directly shot down under this terrifying blood pillar attack and fell onto the river bank.

"Nangong Sword Master!"

Bai Feihuang hurriedly stepped forward to help Nangong Lian.

Nangonglian, who was wounded by the blood pillar, stood up under the support of Bai Feihuang, scanned all around, and couldn't see the silhouette on the gloomy river embankment.

"Where is Han Feng?"

"I don't know, there has been no response."

During the dialogue between the two, Zhang Yan in the sky moved again. Three blood pillars rose up from the sea of ​​blood under the river embankment.

Four pillars of blood penetrate into the sky, magnificent and majestic.

The black gold cloak is gradually infested by blood light, and his expression becomes more and more indifferent. The blood light in his eyes is like a candle in the world, burning people's hearts and souls.

Nangong Lian saw this and was about to take off again.

"No, he wants to kill the Martial Artist present and sacrifice Evil God with Martial Artist's flesh and blood!"

But Nangong Lian, who was hit by the pillar of blood just now, was already blood poisoned. After the movement, he was immediately paralyzed by flesh and blood, and it was too late to stop Zhang Yan's actions.

The four pillars of blood soared into the air, turning into a torrent of blood and rolling down.

The righteous Martial Artist below is still in a state of confusion under the influence of blood mist, and can't even escape.

It seems that Bai Feihuang is the only one who can fight.

Holding the sabre in his hand, Bai Feihuang let go of the supporting Nangong Lian and headed for the sea of ​​blood.

Nangonglian felt Bai Feihuang’s intentions and said:

"Feihuang, the gap is too big. If you are impossible to stop Zhang Yan, you still want to run away. Must inform you. The purpose of Zhang Yan, the righteous person who came!"

The blood of Bai Feihuang's whole body keeps burning, his eyes gradually turn into golden, and the whole body of blood is used as fuel to inspire a stronger and stronger Blade Dao breath.

The sea of ​​blood in the sky is pouring out under Zhang Yan's manipulation.

The White-robed Female Bladesman is full of robes and hunts. Before she stands on the right path, she has to make a way out of her own life.

Bai Feihuang's voice is indifferent but firm.

"If you don’t try, how do you know that you will fail?"

I looked back again, but I still didn’t see Han Feng’s voice. Bai Feihuang held the knife more tightly. tight.

"Besides, what is there to be afraid of if you fail."

Blood and blood flowed into the sky.

The beautiful sword light goes retrograde.

Luan Feng cried, Qianying moved.

A tragic knife is about to be slapped.

Heaven and Earth are all submerged in the knife light, but this knife light is not Bai Feihuang's Luan shadow knife light.

Instead.

The ultimate black!

Black's knife light swept across the entire blood sea space, like the endless long night, but at this doomsday moment, it is peaceful.

Bai Feihuang, who was holding a certain death mind, was shocked to realize that the surging sea of ​​blood was torn apart by the light of a knife, but he was not the cause of all this.

"This is!?"

Turning his head, his hair spread out.

A complexion pale man stands behind, revealing a kind of loneliness that is different from that of the world. It is neither hatred nor indifference, it is a thousand-year loneliness that goes retrograde to the world. .

"Don't get in the way."

The voice is low and pale.

The man stretched out his hand and swiped it lightly, Bai Feihuang was pushed to the back by a strange force, and he staggered a few steps to stand still.

At this time, the situation changed to this man alone facing Zhang Yan who had been demonized in the sky.

Nangonglian quickly removed the toxins from his body, and asked Bai Feihuang: "Feihuang, do you know that person?"

Bai Feihuang shook his head:

"I don't know."

My eyes searched among the righteous people entangled in blood mist again, but I still didn't see Han Feng's silhouette.

Look at the back of the abrupt Sabrewielder.

How can you be inexplicably familiar with the moment of acquaintance?

Wearing a black robe, Fu Hongxue, the incarnation of Han Feng, stands on the embankment.

I used Fu Hongxue’s experience card the first moment I entered the blood sea space.

To fight with Zhang Yan, who has turned into a devil, we must catch all opportunities.

I thought that these would become a means of trump card, didn't expect this moment of life and death to come so quickly.

"Who you are?"

The demonized Zhang Yan hadn't lost his mind completely, and the scarlet pupils stared at Fu Hongxue on the embankment and asked.

Fu Hongxue held the black blade in her hand, and her voice was calm and cold.

"Celestial Court [True Martial Great Emperor] is the incarnation of [Nine Heavens Ancestor Master] Fu Hongxue."

True Martial Great Emperor is also known as the God of Heaven, Heavenly Demon Venerable , Yuxu Master, Yujing Zunshen.

Han Feng didn't want to occupy a god position with every experience card. He simply used the concept of incarnation to seal his experience cards as the incarnation of [True Martial Great Emperor].

"True Martial Great Emperor? Even your Celestial Court has to fight against me!!?"

Zhang Yan in the sky was completely insane, engulfed in the dark clouds and landed.

Han Feng didn’t want the fighting between the two to cause the martial arts people below to get rid of the control of blood energy to be affected, so the pale man holding the black blade dragged the knife forward, one step volleyed, and came against the torrent of blood. .

At this time, Zhang Yan was affected by Evil God's alien power, and has been demonized close to Innate.

But...Han Feng has another hole card.

Used in a tie card.

The aura on Fu Hongxue's body also skyrocketed, and in an instant the wind and snow broke out in the space of the sea of ​​blood.

Sabrewielder, holding a black blade, crashed into the sea of ​​blood in the sky.

Endless sword light broke out!

The turbid waves of the world emptied, and only one sword swept the world.

The vast wind and snow shakes the sea of ​​blood, it is the most tragic flower.

The Nangonglian below looked at Fu Hongxue’s silhouette against the sky, and muttered to herself in shock:

"Celestial Court is actually so strong?"

Bai Feihuang remained silent, just looking at the battlefield in the sky.

The dark light of the knife is like a long night of loneliness, stirring in a sea of ​​tyrannical blood.

Finally, a knife to Tearing Space.

Formation, which banned the heroes, couldn't bear the pressure of two extremely powerhouses, and broke into pieces.

Hundreds of righteous Martial Artists escaped from the influence of blood light and recovered their minds.

Affected by the sound of battle, the righteous heroes looked at the battlefield between Fu Hongxue and Zhang Yan.

The embankment of the Cangjiang River is constantly surging, scouring the South Bank Plain.

The battlefield between the two is under the rushing embankment.

The surging blood sea in the blood-colored space makes waves in this worldly space.

A black clothed Fu Hongxue stood on the surface of the rushing water, full of wind and rain in the sky, dragging the knife along, the blade of the knife crossed, and the imaginary red flowers began to sway on the surface of the water.

Bloom in the snow.