martial arts mythology system

Chapter 171
Zhang Yan broke the waterway of the Cangjiang River, luring the lives of millions of righteous knights to rescue, and then used evil methods to pull everyone present into the [Blood Sacrifice Prayer Formation].

Chaos broke out in an instant!

Those who came here were all righteous people with a heart for the common people, but under the influence of the powerful blood force, everyone only felt that their consciousness was chaotic and it was difficult to make a judgment.

The blood of Yudao on Bai Feihuang's body boiled and burned, allowing her to stay awake.

Looking around, there are all martial arts people who are entangled in strange blood...

"Han Feng!!"

Bai Feihuang called and looked around, but there was no answer.

The blood light space is based on the embankment of the Cangjiang River, but it has opened up a completely different and strange space with the strange method of Tianli Sect.

Beneath the embankment was a terrifying sea of ​​blood.

The distance was blocked by blood mist.

Above the sky, Nangong Lianzheng, holding the White Horse Sword and the Suppressing Demon Sword, was fighting with Zhang Yan, the leader of Tianli.

Blessed by the two divine weapons, Nangong Lian's body was full of majestic sword energy, and the strange pressure surrounding the bloody space also dissipated.

However, in front of the demonized Zhang Yan with red eyes, Nan Gonglian encountered an extreme crisis.

[Blood Sacrifice Prayer Array] Connecting the world, endless evil thoughts gathered around Zhang Yan's black and golden cloak, and with Zhang Yan's arm waving, the rich blood energy gathered into a huge blood column from the sea of ​​blood under the embankment Soaring into the air, it hit Nangong Lian in mid-air.

【Suppressing Demon Sword Master】was directly shot down by this terrifying blood column attack, and fell onto the embankment.

"Nangong Sword Master!"

Bai Feihuang quickly stepped forward to help Nangong Lian.

Nan Gonglian, who was injured by the blood column, stood up with Bai Feihuang's support, and looked around, but no one could be seen clearly on the dark river embankment.

"Where's Han Feng?"

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

During the conversation between the two, Zhang Yan in the sky moved again, and three blood pillars rose from the sea of ​​blood under the river embankment.

Four pillars of blood pierced into the sky, grand and majestic.

A black gold cloak was gradually stained by the blood light, and his expression became more and more indifferent. The blood light in his eyes was like a candle in the cave, burning people's hearts and souls.

Seeing this, Nangong Lian was about to take off again.

"No, he wants to kill the warriors present and sacrifice the flesh and blood of the warriors to the evil god!"

But Nan Gonglian, who was hit by the blood column just now, was already poisoned with blood, and his flesh and blood were paralyzed immediately after practicing the kung fu, and it was too late to stop Zhang Yan's actions.

Four pillars of blood soared into the air, turning into a sea of ​​blood and pouring down.

The righteous warriors below were still in a state of confusion under the influence of the blood mist, unable to even escape.

It seemed that Bai Feihuang was the only one who could fight.

Holding the saber tightly in his hand, Bai Feihuang let go of Nangong Lian who was supporting him, and walked towards the sea of ​​blood.

Nangong Lian noticed Bai Feihuang's intention and said dejectedly:
"Feihuang, the gap is too big. You can't stop Zhang Yan. You should try to escape quickly. You must inform the righteous person Zhang Yan's purpose!"

Bai Feihuang's sword-wielding blood continued to burn, his eyes gradually turned golden, and his blood was used as fuel to stimulate a stronger and stronger saber aura.

Under Zhang Yan's control, the sea of ​​blood rushed in from the sky.

The female swordsman in white robes was flapping in her robes, and she had to carve out a way of life with herself before she stood on the righteous path.

Bai Feihuang's voice was calm but firm.

"If you don't even try, how do you know you will fail?"

Looking back again, but still did not see Han Feng's voice, the knife in Bai Feihuang's hand was clenched even tighter.

"Besides, there's nothing to be afraid of if you fail."

The sea of ​​blood poured into the sky with a bang.

Qili Daoguang retrograde.

Luan and phoenix cry, and thousands of shadows move.

A tragic knife is about to be swung.

The whole world was submerged in the blade light, but this blade light was not Bai Feihuang's Luan Ying blade light.

Instead.

Extreme black!

The black knife light swept across the entire blood sea space, like an endless night, but it was peaceful in this doomsday moment.

Bai Feihuang, who was determined to die, was shocked to find that the surging sea of ​​blood was torn apart by the light of the knife, but he was not the one who caused all this.

"This is!?"

Turning his head, his long hair spread out.

A pale man stood behind him, with a kind of loneliness that was different from the world, neither hatred nor indifference.

"Don't get in the way."

The voice was low and pale.

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

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

While quickly removing the toxins from his body, Nangong Lian asked Bai Feihuang, "Feihuang, do you know that person?"

Bai Feihuang shook his head:

"do not know."

His eyes searched again among the righteous people who were entangled in the blood mist, but Han Feng was still nowhere to be seen.

He looked at the back of the swordsman who appeared suddenly.

How could they be inexplicably familiar with the momentary exchange of eyes just now?

Dressed in dark black robes, Han Feng's incarnation of Fu Hongxue stood on the embankment.

The moment he entered the blood sea space, he used Fu Hongxue's experience card.

To fight against Zhang Yan who turned into a devil, one must see every opportunity.

Originally, I thought that these would become my means of suppressing the bottom of the box, but I didn't expect this moment of life and death to come so quickly.

"who are you?"

The demonized Zhang Yan hadn't completely lost her mind yet, staring at Fu Hongxue on the embankment with scarlet eyes and asked.

Fu Hongxue held the black knife in his hand, and his voice was calm and cold.

"Fu Hongxue, the incarnation of Heavenly Court [Zhenwu Great Emperor] [Nine Heavens Demon Slayer Patriarch]."

Emperor Zhenwu is also known as Xuantian God, Sangmo Tianzun, Yuxu Shixiang, and Yujing Zunshen.

Han Feng didn't want to occupy a god position every time he issued an experience card, so he simply used the concept of avatar to designate all his experience cards as the incarnation of [Zhenwu Emperor].

"Emperor Zhenwu? Even your Heavenly Court is against me!!?"

Zhang Yan in the sky fell into madness completely, and landed with black clouds pouring down from the sky.

Han Feng didn't want the fight between the two of them to affect the martial arts practitioners below who hadn't shaken off the control of blood qi, so the pale man with a black knife dragged his knife forward, one step volleyed, and came against the surging sea of ​​blood.

At this time, Zhang Yan was affected by the supernatural power of the evil god, and had already been demonized to a level close to innate.

But... Han Feng has another hole card.

Tie cards are used.

The aura on Fu Hongxue's body also rose sharply, and in an instant, the space of the sea of ​​blood was full of wind and snow.

The swordsman holding a black knife crashed into the sea of ​​blood in the sky.

Endless sword light burst out!
The turbid waves of the world are emptied, and there is only one knife to wash away the world.

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

Looking at Fu Hongxue's sky-defying figure, Nangong Lian muttered to himself in shock:

"The power of the heavenly court is so strong to this level?"

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

The pitch-black blade light was like a long lonely night, churning in the tyrannical sea of ​​blood.

Finally, the space was torn apart with one blow.

The formation of the banned heroes could not withstand the pressure of two extremely strong men, and it shattered.

Hundreds of righteous warriors got rid of the influence of the blood light and recovered their minds.

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

The embankment of the Cangjiang River continued to surge, scouring the plains on the south bank.

The battlefield between the two is under the rushing embankment.

The surging sea of ​​blood in the blood-colored space is full of waves in this worldly space.

Dressed in black, Fu Hongxue stood on the surface of the rushing water, the sky was full of wind and rain, dragged a knife, and when the blade slashed, the surface of the water began to sway like illusory red flowers.

Blooming in the snow.

(End of this chapter)