My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

An icy arc formed at the corner of Yun's mouth, and her toes flew out with lightning speed.

"Fight if you want! What nonsense!"

"Ding!" A cold glow cut through the sky, shocking people's pupils!

What a fast speed!

Pan Bao was shocked and flashed suddenly.

"Hiss!" The biting blade light had already slashed down horizontally, and a knife mark of three or four centimeters long appeared on his left shoulder!

If he hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid that the knife would not fall on his shoulder, but on his head!

"Weak! Too weak!" Qingyue's voice rang in his ears, and the infinitely approaching cold sound almost made Pan Bao's hair shiver.

Yun Qingyan did not continue to take action, or used the Bloodthirsty Demon Vine to fight.

Those tricks are not suitable for her now. What she needs is a hearty battle, and use this as an opportunity to break through the barrier between the nine-tiered earthly master and the heavenly master!

She knew that Pan Bao did not show his full strength.

She is forcing him, forcing him to stop keeping his hands!

Use him again to make a breakthrough in one fell swoop!

"Yellow-mouthed child! I don't know how high the sky is!" How could Pan Bao endure being despised so brightly? !

He suddenly drew out an epee from his waist, and the bright white vitality suddenly covered it away!

boom!

A strong **** odor came out, and the smell was almost disgusting!

The original white sword body was covered with a faint blood color because it was stained with too much blood, and it was cold and cruel, weird and gloomy.

The name of the mad blood sword comes from this!

"Before, if I could draw a sword, I was always a Master Tian Yuan.

You are the first Geomancer who asked me to draw out the mad blood sword! "Holding the heavy sword in his hand, Pan Bao's aura suddenly changed.

Like being infested by bloodthirsty malice, a faint blood color was also revealed in the depths of his eyes.

A malicious, bloodthirsty and cruel smile cracked at the corner of his mouth. Pan Leopard’s long sword was raised, and the wind blowing from his body formed an invisible wall that made people unable to approach. It is also your honor to cut flesh and bones with a sword!"

"Buzzing!" At the moment when the mad blood sword was unsheathed, the border of the necklace placed in the profound ring by Yun Qingyan made a buzzing sound of excitement.

This sword! something wrong!

Yun Qingyan's eyes became cold, and he held the long sword in both hands, and he was bound to win the mad blood sword in his heart!

"Crazy Blood-Blood Rainfall!"

Pan Bao yelled, raising the blood-colored long sword in his hand, splashing his body, and a long sword suddenly spun!

Countless fierce **** sword aura shot out all around, like a sharp knife, touched it, the flesh and blood are broken!

Cutting meat, this is the trick!

Fragile and dense sword energy, people or beasts that are submerged by it, if they don't have strong strength, will be scraped into minced meat by that fierce sword energy storm!

Countless **** sword auras almost drowned Yun Qingyan's figure.

Sister Yun——!

Yu Da Fat's heart was almost mentioned in his throat.

Human cub! Jinpeng Lei Diao felt anxious, and he wanted to show his prototype to block the dense sword rain!

At this moment, a clearer and calmer whistle came from the center of Jianyu——

"The First Style of the Tyrant Sword-Wind and Cloud Move!"

The dazzling white light pierced through the **** sword aura, slashing the sky and the earth, and the domineering aura would simply arouse the power of the world!

The terrifying momentum at that moment almost stopped the heart, and the mind trembled!

It is as if you are in the center of a storm between the world and the earth.

With an overwhelming aura, the dignified Baimang tore through the dense **** sword aura in a domineering, direct and very fierce manner——