Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 896
Almost at the same moment when Sang Xiaoman stood up, in the blood mist covering the sky, two giant hands dripping with blood stretched out. The two giant hands penetrated through the gap in the cloud whale formation, and then tore them apart violently. Directly tore a corner of the Cloud Whale Formation.

All of a sudden, the surging sea of ​​blood rushed towards this gap.

The dozen or so talisman masters below who were just struggling to support were directly hit by this force and their bodies sank downward, and their throats were all sweet.

"It's over..."

Looking at the river of blood pouring down like a waterfall from the sky, the faces of all the talisman masters were pale.

At this moment, a gentle force lifted them up from behind them.

"Patriarch?!"

Everyone turned their heads and found that it was the Patriarch Sang Xiaoman.

"Fortunately, you go down and rest."

Sang Xiaoman nodded, stepped on a piece of talisman on his toes, and appeared beside the group of talisman masters.

"Patriarch Xiaoman, the Cloud Whale Formation has been broken, and the general situation is over. Let's retreat to the city temporarily and defend the city with the terrain?"

Obviously, the power of the blood demon above his head has already made these talisman masters start to fear.

"No need." Sang Xiaoman shook his head.

As she spoke, she raised her hand, held a talisman between her index finger and middle finger, recited the mantra, and waved her hand, the talisman shot out like a stream of light, and finally collided with the falling river of blood.

With a loud "boom", the talisman exploded like fireworks, and the golden flames penetrated into the blood river and burned inside the blood river. Looking from the bottom, the blood river is like It's like a light leaking cloth bag.

A strange and piercing "howling" began to sound from the inside of the blood river.

"Go down." Sang Xiaoman glanced at the talisman masters again, "Leaving me alone in the city is not to protect me, but because I am enough to walk in the city."

"Then Patriarch Xiaoman, let's go down and fix it first."

These talisman masters looked at the churning river of blood above their heads, then at Sang Xiaoman in front of them, and finally nodded.

Seeing all the talisman masters enter the talisman, Sang Xiaoman let out a sigh of relief, then moved his arms:
"Come on, finish it quickly, I still have business to do."

And the blood demon quickly devoured the golden flames, and continued to pour in from the gap.

Sang Xiaoman didn't bother to repair the damaged part of the Cloud Whale Formation, but just stared coldly at the river of blood in front of him, letting it all flow in.

In the end, the river of blood turned into a huge blood cell, facing Sang Xiaoman away.

"Ok?"

While wearing gloves, Sang Xiaoman looked at the huge blood cell indifferently.

"It seems that you are waiting for me."

Among the blood cells, an old and low voice sounded.

"Don't be sentimental." Sang Xiaoman, who had put on his gloves, gave the blood ball a disgusted look.

"I'll ask you one last time, are you willing to surrender to the old man?"

The blood demon asked in an arrogant tone.

And Sang Xiaoman answered her with a no-frills punch.

"boom!"

As soon as he punched out, the huge blood cell was directly sunken in.

Sang Xiaoman's thin-looking figure, when she raised her fist, actually caused the world behind her to tremble, and runes gushed out of her body when she swung her fist, like chains and chains. She is tied to this world.

"good……"

"boom!"

The blood demon gave a sigh of admiration just now, and Sang Xiaoman's figure appeared in front of him again, and then he punched out again, and the blood ball was smashed and flew back like a cannonball.

All the talisman masters below were stunned. They only knew that the patriarch's talisman was powerful, but they didn't know that the power of this boxing technique was also so amazing.

However, just as Sang Xiaoman once again bullied himself and threw his fist down at the blood demon, a giant hand holding a knife suddenly stretched out from the blood, the huge knife more than ten feet long, like wind and thunder Generally, he fell to Sang Xiaoman.

But Sang Xiaoman didn't back down, and punched the giant blade with his fist.

After a loud "boom", the floating clouds that had originally gathered in the sky were swept away by the punch.

The giant blade snapped off with a "bang".

Then there was a "boom", and Sang Xiaoman's fist hit the blood cell directly.

"boom!"

After being hit by a huge force, the blood cell didn't even have time to fly back, it exploded directly.

At the moment of the explosion, the scattered blood turned into blood mist, covering Sang Xiaoman in it.

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Lian'er and all the talisman masters in the mansion felt tense.

"You are too arrogant."

In the blood mist, the old voice sounded again.

"You are the one who is arrogant." Sang Xiaoman showed an innocent smile like a child.

The moment the voice fell, she pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to the ground with the other: "Eight-grade cloud talisman, thorns on the ground and thorns on the sky."

In an instant, like runes, like thorns and vines, with Sang Xiaoman as the center, it directly pierced through the blood mist of the blood demon, covering the entire sky above Yunjing City.

The blood demon who controlled the blood mist wanted to escape, but it only moved a little, and the whole blood mist wailed instantly, and its demon power also disappeared rapidly.

"You don't have much time. If you want to escape, you have to do it as soon as possible."

Sang Xiaoman raised a hand.

In the palm of her hand, there is a ball made of countless tiny runes.

Streams of crimson demon power gathered towards the ball like flowing water.

Without even thinking about it, these monster powers come from the blood demon who controls the blood mist.

"Aren't you afraid that I will die with you?" The blood demon's old voice was a little more angry.

"You can try." Sang Xiaoman raised the corners of his mouth.

Immediately, the blood mist all over the sky suddenly turned into a huge bloody hand, and he shook Sang Xiaoman in the center with force. When he grasped it, countless blood thorns appeared in his palm. Among them, I am afraid that it will immediately change into a pool of blood mud.

But only halfway through holding his hand, he was pulled by the thorns and vines transformed by countless runes, unable to move an inch, and the monster power in it was swallowed by the vines at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally all flowed into the vine in Sang Xiaoman's palm. In the ball.

"Old Ancestor Misty, I said earlier that even if you degenerate into a blood demon, your talents are still limited."

While talking, Sang Xiaoman put his other hand on the ball, and closed his hands with a "snap".

At the moment when the two hands were closed, most of the blood mist pierced by rune thorns dissipated, and the sound of mourning spirits wailing resounded throughout the sky.

"Patriarch Xiaoman, spare my life, and I can tell you the source of this blood demon's disaster!"

The voice that had always been extremely arrogant now turned into a humble begging.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

While talking, Sang Xiaoman squeezed his two palms together.

After a loud bang of "Boom".

The thorns and blood mist scattered all over the sky.

Patriarch Misty's withered body fell from the air, and in Sang Xiaoman's palm, there was a heart that was still beating.

"For nothing, you have wasted so much of my time!"

Sang Xiaoman stared at the heart complainingly, and an orange flame rose from her palm, directly burning the still beating heart to ashes.

But at this moment, a golden finger appeared in front of Sang Xiaoman without any warning, as if piercing through the void, and pointed towards her forehead.

　Thank you, Lu Tiandi for your reward.

　　I will never set a flag again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)