Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1591 Opening of Combat Power

"Since you have said so, I will satisfy your idea."

The moment he finished speaking, two red glows lit up behind him, and a pair of blood-red wings suddenly stretched out from behind, and wisps of blood-red air flow dangled from the wings.

A terrifying aura suddenly surged by his side.

Click!

Under this terrifying momentum, the bronze car behind him suddenly shattered and disintegrated.

All around, all the remaining killers dispersed, not daring to approach.

"die!"

Lan Xinghe's eyes had already turned blood red, and he stretched out his hand, a huge blood red phoenix suddenly appeared behind him, and then flew out behind him, streaking across a dark red in the void.

The blood of the stars sprinkled from the sky, and blood-red flames burned on the ground.

Jian Fengyun stared at the sky that suddenly became dark red all around.

This Lan Xinghe didn't know what kind of secret technique he used, but his realm was comparable to the existence of the holy realm, and it seemed that his combat power was not weak.

"Come."

With Jian Fengyun's thought, his clone flashed and appeared in the void.

A cyan ray of light emerged from behind him, and then a giant cyan tree emerged, with the cyan light soaring across the sky and across the sky.

Aoki Dharma Appeared behind him, in his eyes, there was a strong blue light, like two pieces of sapphire in the dark night.

The terrifying holy power swept out of him.

"Quick fight!"

Lan Xinghe scanned Jian Fengyun with blood-red eyes, then turned around and spoke to the seven black-robed half-sages below.

"Yes, Your Highness."

The seven black-robed half-sages responded at the same time.

"Blood smearing technique!"

At the same moment, Lan Xinghe made a move, and his figure landed on the back of Scarlet Youhuang. With a wave of his palm, seven or eight blood-red runes surrounded his arms.

The runes flashed, intertwined and intertwined, and then formed several blood-red whirlpools and swept towards Jian Fengyun.

The power in the vortex, like real fresh blood, swept out, blowing a dark wind above the sky, filled with the pungent smell of blood.

"Dragon Transformation Technique!"

Jian Fengyun's avatar clasped his hands together, blue lines appeared in his hands, more than ten blue dragons suddenly rushed out of the blue giant tree behind him, circling around, darting towards the bloody vortex not far ahead.

boom! boom! boom!
There was a harsh collision sound, and the cyan dragon opened its teeth and claws in the bloody vortex, tearing it apart, and the power in the bloody vortex also corroded the cyan dragon into pits and dimmed its light.

Just a collision, it can be seen that there is not much difference in combat power between the two.

There was a roar in the sky, and soon they fought together.

On the street above, Jian Fengyun was surrounded by seven half-sacred black-robed killers, as if he had fallen into a desperate situation.

"Jian Fengyun, you are destined to die here, don't go to Europe to resist."

Among the black-robed killers in the semi-holy realm, the one with the strongest aura stepped forward, a blood-red scimitar appeared in the palm of his hand, and directly brought out a blood shadow in the air, slashing towards Jian Fengyun.

"Ok?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were fixed, and he took a step forward, his thoughts moved instantly.

The sword sacrificial formula was cast in his hands.

A streak of sword energy rushed out of the void unexpectedly, blocking his bloody sword energy.

Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!
However, at this second, six more saber qi descended at the same time, sharp and aggressive, very tyrannical.

Jian Fengyun subconsciously sensed the danger, his figure flashed, dodged five saber qi, the last saber aura was directly grabbed by his fleshy palm and crushed severely.

"It's really courting death!"

His eyes turned cold.

It seemed like he had practiced well with them, but now it seems that these people want his life fiercely, and blindly giving in will only make them worse.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and the whole person appeared in midair.

Stretching out his right hand, the whole person used it to attack, and slapped out, the huge Donghuang Palm condensed in the void, and with a terrifying coercion, he slapped directly at the leader of the black-robed killer.

"you"

The leader of the black-robed killer obviously did not expect that Jian Fengyun would burst out with such a powerful combat power in an instant.

He stretched out the tactic and struck out, offering a blood-red bone shield.

This bone shield is obviously not made of ordinary bones, it is engraved with countless tricks, and it condenses terrifying blood-red power.

The bone shield was sacrificed, and a blood-red light fell down to protect the black-robed killer.

Boom!

The Eastern Emperor's Palm directly fell forcefully, and Jian Fengyun's right palm collided with the blood-red bone shield.

The gazes of the six black-robed killers on the side instantly converged.

This blood-red bone shield is a platinum-level artifact.

Although it is not a precious artifact, its power is also very extraordinary.

Jian Fengyun dared to collide with it with his fleshy palm, is he dying?
Doubt subconsciously arose in their hearts, as if they had seen the scene where Jian Fengyun's right hand was crushed by the blood-red skull, and blood stained the sky.

Click!

The imagined scene did not appear, but the blood-red skull shattered directly.

Cracks spread, and then shattered in a roar.

Donghuang's palm continued unabated, and slapped the black-robed killer below.

The black-robed killer had a look of panic on his withered face. The palm power of the Eastern Emperor's Palm was not like an ordinary semi-sacred attack, and it was not even weaker than the strong ones at the holy state.

Moreover, was the other party's physical body made by a divine weapon? Why did he just smash his divine weapon into pieces?

In a critical moment, he had no choice but to spit out a mouthful of blood, and a blood-red light curtain evolved in front of him, which seemed to be a secret defense technique.

boom!
Donghuang's palm landed on the light curtain, making an ear-splitting roar.

The terrifying aftermath swept out a violent air current, rushing in all directions.

The pavilions on both sides shook and swayed, and stones fell and flew.

Above the ground, dust is flying, flying sand and rocks.

pedal!pedal!pedal!
The black-robed killer was hard to resist, and his footsteps were shaken back three steps. Every time a step fell, cracks would appear on the ground, which showed the strength of his power.

I saw a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth again.

The blood was glowing blood-red, and it fell on the light curtain, instantly flooding the light curtain and blocking the power of the Eastern Emperor's Palm.

Jian Fengyun retreated three feet away, his long hair fluttering, and his white robe fluttered with the wind.

A terrifying aura emanated from Jian Fengyun's body.

The ninth stage of the fifth stage of the swallowing god body, the physical body enters the Tao, one step away from sanctification, smashing a platinum-level artifact is just a breeze.

"how is this possible!"

After the black-robed killer spat out the mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakened by three points.

On his withered old face, there was a look of horror.

At that moment just now, he felt that if he didn't use the secret technique that consumes blood essence to bless the light curtain, he might be severely injured by Jian Fengyun's palm.

虽.
(End of this chapter)