Yuxiang

"Murong Xianxian, I, the Scarlet Blood Pavilion, have no enmity with you, what's the reason for you to insult others and kill people?!" Xue Wuhai shouted angrily.

"I have a grievance with the Songshan faction, but it doesn't mean that anyone can step on it." Murong Xianxian snorted coldly and smashed it with his fist.

boom!

The punch was surging, like a giant tree flying across the sky, roaring towards him.

Xue Wuhai's face was gloomy, and he sacrificed a shield-shaped magic weapon, which suddenly turned into a piece of precious light and stood in front of him.

boom!boom!boom!

Following a series of earth-shattering bangs, the precious light in front of Xue Wuhai quickly dimmed... In an instant, a network of cracks appeared on it, which suddenly turned into countless fragments and scattered towards the surroundings, a huge blow. The force shook the ground with cracks, the whole hall was crumbling, and the defensive formations attached to the hall also emitted flashes of light.

Xue's harmless figure suddenly turned into a red rainbow and rushed out of the hall at the moment when the precious light shattered, floating in mid-air with angry eyes and shouting: "Murong Xianxian, Chixue Pavilion is not from the Songshan School, and you will not be allowed to act recklessly. You will die today!" deal!"

Murong Xianxian walked out of the main hall slowly, looked at Xue Wuhai in mid-air, "Today I want to show my authority against you, if anyone dares to challenge the Songshan faction, they will think about what will happen to the Scarlet Blood Pavilion."

"Insanity!"

Xue Wuhai scolded, made a tactic with both hands, pointed forward suddenly, a bloody light shot out from the fingertips, suddenly turned into a huge blood-colored giant blade, and chopped down at Murong Xianxian: "Blood Blade Tiantu!"

The thick and pungent smell emitted by the huge blood blade fell on the head. If a monk with a little cultivation base, he would be enchanted by the smell of blood... Most of the magical powers of the Red Blood Pavilion are based on the blood of monsters and even human blood. It is one of the reasons why Murong Xianxian chooses them to stand up because they are cultivated and talk about it in Tiancang Sea Territory.

A flash of light flashed in Murong Xianxian's eyes, he raised his right hand and tapped lightly into the air, a golden rune flew out from the tip of his finger... the moment the rune flew out, it suddenly manifested countless small pieces runes, which were then painted into a golden shield on her head.

boom!

The blood blade slashed heavily on the shield.Numerous golden runes shot out from the shield, shattering the bloody blade, and the runes suddenly flashed, and the blood and bloody smell disappeared without a trace.

Just at the moment when the blood blade shattered.Xue Wuhai felt an extremely powerful force suddenly rushing in, his body was like a ball, and he suddenly retreated tens of meters, his eyes could not help showing a look of shock... He knew that the news about Murong Xianxian, of course, came from Qing It came from the spies on Xia Island.The members of the Chixue Pavilion agreed that Murong Xianxian was a Mahayana monk, and it was absolutely impossible for him to overwhelm the great monks of the Songshan School with his own strength. He must have relied on some kind of magic weapon...at least the power of a fairy-level magic weapon.But now he knew that he was wrong, even if Murong Xianxian didn't use the magic weapon.The strength must not be underestimated.

Murong Xianxian was not at ease either, this Xue Wuhai should specialize in supernatural powers, although the power of a simple blood blade should not be underestimated, her body was also shaken so that she retreated three or four steps.Every step left a series of cracks and cracks on the ground.

Although the battle between them didn't last long, it quickly attracted the attention of other high-ranking monks in the Scarlet Blood Pavilion... The three monks just now were just elders who had been guarding Weeping Blood Cliff for many years.When Murong Xianxian made his move, seventeen or eight high-ranking monks came quickly from all directions.

To them, Xue Wuhai is not only the elder of the sect, but also the magic needle of the Red Blood Pavilion... With him, the Red Blood Pavilion can develop steadily, especially after the Songshan faction weakens.Xue Wuhai is definitely No. 1 among the high-ranking monks in the Tiancang Sea Region, so there must be nothing wrong with him.Once he falls, there will be no more Mahayana monks in the Scarlet Blood Pavilion in a short period of time, let alone development, what is waiting for the Scarlet Blood Pavilion is likely to be a catastrophe.

In an instant, more than a dozen escaping lights came to Weeping Blood Cliff one after another.After they showed up, without a word, they took out the magic weapon flying swords, ready to attack Murong Xianxian.

"Get out!" Murong Xianxian's expression was indifferent, and a clear scold came from her mouth.

As for the Scarlet Blood Pavilion, she was not prepared to kill.Because this is a piece of fat that attracts other sects in the Tian Cang Sea Territory.I believe that in the case of the Songshan sect closing the mountain, the Scarlet Blood Pavilion, which lost the Mahayana monks, will definitely become the target of their focus.However, she didn't want the Red Blood Pavilion's high-end combat power to suffer too much loss, otherwise it would not be able to contain consumption.

The characteristic of sonic attack is that it is unintentional and invisible, and the attack range can be large or small.Murong Xianxian spit out one word, like a thunderbolt in a sunny day, the thunder rolled in the ears of those monks, shaking their minds, the whole Weeping Blood Cliff seemed to tremble slightly, the blood spirit hall could no longer bear it, and collapsed .

Those Red Blood Pavilion monks who were about to make a move retreated quickly as if they were hit by a heavy hammer, and several elders in the refining stage even vomited blood, which frightened them so much that they did not dare to make rash moves again.

The corners of Murong Xianxian's mouth curled up slightly. This sonic supernatural power was created by her based on the Buddhist lion's roar supernatural power, combined with other sonic supernatural powers. It is overbearing and fierce, and extremely lethal. It is just created now and has not yet been perfected in the future. , otherwise it will be more powerful.

Xue Wuhai's face was extremely ugly, and the opponent's sonic power was so powerful, once other monks came up to help in the battle, it would be nothing more than delivering food to them, which would only increase the casualties. Now the only way is to suppress her by himself.

Seeing that the surrounding monks in the Scarlet Blood Pavilion had expressions of fear, Xue Wuhai took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Murong Xianxian, since you came straight to Weeping Blood Cliff, the target should be me, this battle doesn't need to affect others .You step back, retreat a hundred miles away, and don't enter!"

The latter sentence was addressed to the monks in the Scarlet Blood Pavilion. He has already seen that the determination of these people has been taken away by Murong Xianxian's shout just now. If he can't help Murong Xianxian, those people will only increase casualties... ...The so-called old age, Xue Wuhai thought for a while, and already knew Murong Xianxian's plan.

After hesitating again and again, the monks of the Scarlet Blood Pavilion still retreated as promised. When they came, they were aggressive, but when they retreated, they were terrified. Several monks in the Pure Yang realm wanted to stay, but they were loudly reprimanded by Xue Wuhai, full of bitterness. Fly away from Weeping Blood Cliff.

"Fairy Murong is so scheming! Hehe, killing chickens to scare monkeys...will it really work?" Xue Wuhai sneered.

"It's up to people to plan things, but it's up to God to make things happen. It's hard to say whether it will be successful or not, but you are wrong about one thing... I am trying to make an example to the chickens!"

Murong Xianshou didn't move, she pointed a finger towards Xue Wuhai... Sanskrit chanted in unison, a faint fragrance flowed in the air, and a golden light shot out from her fingertip, blasting towards Xue Wuhai.

"It turned out to be a Buddhist supernatural power?!"

Xue Wuhai's eyes flashed, he backed away, and touched the storage ring with his right hand, and a precious mirror made of fine copper came out on his hand, the mirror light flashed, and the golden light shot by Murong Xianxian moved horizontally for several meters, hitting in the void.

"Interesting, I wonder if it can block my direct attack?"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Murong Xianxian's mouth, and with a movement of his body, he rose into the air and punched Xue Wuhai... The punch was far away, and Xue Wuhai subconsciously still greeted him with the mirror, trying to deflect her attack.

But at this moment, Murong Xianxian's speed suddenly increased, and the fist that was originally far away suddenly came close, and slammed into the precious mirror fiercely.

"No..." Xue Wuhai's expression changed, and just as he was about to put away the mirror, Murong Xianxian's fist was already in front of him.

boom!

An irresistible force gushed out from the fist, and the precious mirror was instantly shattered, turning into countless fragments, and Xue Wuhai's body also flew back.

"Fellow Daoist Xue, if this is your full strength, then next year today will be your death day." Murong Xianxian approached with a stern expression on his face.

Xue Wuhai's eyes glowed blood-red, and he let out a beast-like growl from his throat, opened his mouth, and a bloody light shot out from his mouth, turning him into a blood-colored giant about [-] meters tall in a blink of an eye. Immediately Xue's harmless figure plunged into the giant, and the giant immediately exuded a huge coercion that could not be resisted, and looked at Murong Xianxian with blood gem-like eyes, revealing a strong murderous intent.

Faxiangtiandi!

Murong Xianxian's eyes flashed, and then he cast a witchcraft, his stature skyrocketed, and he turned into the same khaki giant, striding forward to meet him.

"Roar!"

The blood-colored giant roared, and rushed towards Murong Xianxian with big strides... The ground trembled slightly, making a rumbling sound.

With a flash in Murong Xianxian's eyes, she also rushed forward with great strides... The method she casts is similar to the opponent's, and now it depends on which one has the stronger combat power.The moment the two sides approached, Murong Xianxian let out a chuckle, and rushed forward, swinging both fists, and launched a rush attack with the blood-colored giant.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of continuous fist impacts spread crazily, and the ground shattered as the two continued to fight, and fine cracks in space appeared around, and the space in front of them seemed to become extremely unstable.

Every punch of Murong Xianxian carries the power of a dragon and an elephant... She practiced eight or nine profound kung fu, her physical strength is far superior to that of ordinary monks, and she cooperates with the law of heaven and earth, like an unstoppable giant warrior, her fists are like shooting stars.

On the other hand, Xue Wuhai... It seemed a bit sad at this time, after each punch, some fine cracks would appear on his body, and every punch would roar and keep retreating.

"You will die today!"

Murong Xianxian took a step forward, and violently punched out with his right fist.

boom!

Xue Wuhai let out a low growl, and staggered back. Fine cracks appeared on the blood-colored giant's body, which seemed likely to shatter at any time.

call out!

Murong's slender figure suddenly appeared in front of the blood-colored giant, and his shoulder hit the blood-colored giant's chest directly.