Swallow Dragon King

Chapter 308 The Hand of the Blood God (Fourth Change)
Gu Feiyang pounced on him, and he slapped out with a palm. Suddenly, a gust of wind roared in, and there were many ghostly shadows, all of them were hideous, and the breath was oppressive, making the whole space extremely solidified.

On the other hand, Fang Li punched out a fist, and above the fist, a blood-colored glow rushed out, turning into a blood god, exuding a monstrous aura of violence.

The fist glow and the phantom collided suddenly, and suddenly, shocking waves of air, like a gust of wind, raged in the air, and waves of waves rushed out of the center of the entire battlefield.

The surrounding disciples of the Blood God Palace bore the brunt of being knocked to the ground by the astonishing fluctuations, and many more disciples of the Blood God Palace retreated continuously, their whole body tumbling with qi and blood.

"So powerful?"

In the distance, the eyes of the demon disciples from other demon sects suddenly widened. They knew Fang Li's strength very well, and it was not surprising that they were able to do this.

But the servant of the Danwu Hall disciple was able to take Fang Li's punch hard without any damage. This strength made them tremble in their hearts.

"It's very powerful, but the one who wins in the end will definitely be Fang Li. As the thirteenth son of the blood god, he just made a move, so he definitely didn't use his full strength!"

"If that slave has no hole cards, he will definitely lose!"

Some people even spoke conclusively, with incomparable affirmation.

"Is this really the servant who followed Li Changgong earlier?"

But at this moment, Mo Haoran blinked his eyes again and again, feeling a little unbelievable.

A mere servant is already so powerful, so how strong will Li Changgong, a disciple of the Danwu Hall that he despises, become?

And beside Mo Haoran, Han Chuyun only felt her face flushed slightly. She had disdain and contempt for Li Changkong before, and looked at Li Changkong with contempt.

But now, even one of his servants has such great strength, that servant alone is enough to kill her instantly.

"Could it be that we all misunderstood him?"

Zhong Lingxiu frowned slightly, and said involuntarily.

"Hmph, I guess he is relying on the strength of his servants, that's why he is so arrogant and dares to break into the disciples of the Demon Sect!"

Mo Haoran snorted again. Seeing that Li Changkong had never made a move, he couldn't help guessing, and said directly: "But in fact, his own strength is estimated to be very weak and vulnerable!"

"Senior brother Mo is right, this kid probably has some background, so his family gave him a strong man as a slave!"

Han Chuyun's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, he even said aloud: "This is also an opportunity for us, when these demon disciples and Li Changgong's servants are fighting fiercely, we will make a sudden move, then You can take the head of Xia Li, and then retreat calmly."

"As for these demon disciples, they will definitely think that we are Li Changgong's accomplices, and will spread all their anger on Li Changgong."

Speaking of this, Han Chuyun's eyes flashed a trace of mockery, and he said with a smile: "Then Li Changgong, it is difficult to escape, but we can complete the task."

Both Mo Haoran and Fan Xue's eyes are shining. This is indeed a clever plan, which can reap the benefits of fishing.

"It's not good to do that, is it?"

Zhong Lingxiu showed hesitation.

"Only in this way can Fang Li be killed. If Fang Li is not killed, more disciples of our Danwu Hall will die at Fang Li's hands!"

Mo Haoran glanced at Zhong Lingxiu, the corner of his mouth raised, and said: "Although Li Changgong is doomed to die, his death is worthwhile, because his death can save our Danwu Hall disciples!"

"Ugh……"

Zhong Lingxiu sighed and stopped insisting, saying: "It's the only way to go now."

Below, in the battlefield.

Fang Li and Gu Feiyang fought one after another, the two fought violently and used powerful tricks again and again, the disciples of the Blood God Palace all around retreated one after another, not daring to get too close to the battlefield.

"Your combat power really surprised me. No wonder, you entered the trial ground of my Blood God Palace. However, you met Fang Li, and you are destined to become our defeat!"

Fang Li shouted, he stared at Gu Feiyang, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The strength of this servant is only at the first level of Linghai, but he is at the second level of Linghai. He has not defeated the opponent until now after fighting.

He was deeply surprised.

You know, as the thirteenth son of the blood god, although he is in the second level of the spiritual sea, he is not afraid at all even if he meets a warrior of the third level of the spiritual sea. Some weak third-level warriors of the spiritual sea are not even his opponents.

But the person in front of him is at the first stage of Linghai, and he has been fighting with him for so long, but he has not fallen into a disadvantage!

"Stop talking nonsense, in front of me, you have no right to say these words, I, Gu Fei... will completely defeat you in front of the disciples of the Blood God Palace!"

Gu Feiyang looked up to the sky and screamed, exuding a monstrous fighting spirit. The ghostly shadows behind him, like heavenly palaces, guarded him with terrifyingly powerful combat power.

Originally, he still had the idea of ​​preserving his strength, but at this moment, Fang Li inspired his fighting spirit, and as soon as he wanted to kill, he immediately had no other fears.

In his hand, a magic sword was condensed, black air billowed, and a devouring force emerged. The surrounding space became extremely unstable, and there was a feeling that the space would collapse at any time.

Black magic sword!
That day, when he was fighting Li Changkong, Gu Feiyang had used the Black Demon Sword, but he hadn't been promoted to the Linghai realm that day.

But now, not only has he been promoted to the realm of the spiritual sea, but he has also practiced the real Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Art, and his strength is more than ten times stronger than that day!
scoff!

Gu Feiyang's expression was stern, he held the Black Demon Sword, and he slashed out directly. With one strike, a beam of black air tore through the sky, sweeping towards him suddenly with a fierce intent.

Seeing the tyrannical magic of Gu Feiyang and the condensed black magic sword, Fang Li showed fear. The aura emanating from the black magic sword made him feel terrified.

"Hand of the Blood God!"

He didn't hold back any more, he completely opened the spiritual sea in his body, and suddenly, a wave of spiritual power gushed out and turned into a big hand, the hand of the blood god!
That big hand, bloody and bloody, seemed to be poured out of fresh blood, covering the sky and covering the ground, with surging power, it suddenly slapped out, suppressing the entire space!
The two geniuses, each using their most powerful methods, slammed into each other.

"This is the time!"

In the distance, the eyes of Mo Haoran, Han Chuyun and others flickered, showing excitement.

This timing, for them, is simply the best timing to make a move!

(End of this chapter)