Peerless God of War

"If this person stays, you can go away." eight bloody figures stared at the ancient wind with greedy light in their eyes. It's like a hungry ghost who has been hungry for more than half a year and finally sees delicious food.

"Miso."

The water was soft and the wind was clear. He retreated very tacitly. Of course, one of the five retreated, that is Zhuo Chengping. He wants to die. How can he help him.

"You guys are not authentic. You run away when you are in danger." Gu Feng looked at the water and said, "it's really careless to make friends."

"Hey hey, they're looking for you. Let's just watch. If they really kill you, we'll take revenge for you." Feng Qingyang smiled and said casually.

Wu Yingying on one side was also slightly wrinkled with willow eyebrows, and the strong sense of the knife emanated from her. Wu Yingying's eyes were like electricity, staring at the eight bloody figures opposite, with a dignified face.

"Gu Feng, I'll help you deal with them." Wu Yingying said.

"You're still reliable." Gu Feng smiled at Wu Yingying, with no feeling of being surrounded on his face. After a pause, Gu Feng smiled on his face and walked to Wu Yingying: "however, these guys are not a threat to me. Just watch the play like the two of them."

"Watching the opera?" Wu Yingying looked at the ancient style suspiciously. There are eight triple martial arts cultivation in the soul forging realm opposite, and they are all about to enter the triple peak state of the soul forging realm. Together, such figures are very powerful. She doesn't deny that the ancient style is very strong, but when she really faces these eight people, she doesn't necessarily have a chance to win.

"Boy, you are arrogant." in the overbearing figure, like a young man, he walked out slowly and looked at the ancient style contemptuously. Although the momentum of the ancient wind is strong and even greater than others, the fluctuation of spiritual power is only the dual state of forging souls. Even if its blood power is terrible, it is obviously impossible to fight against the eight of them alone.

"Arrogant?" the ancient wind's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth pulled, and said with a faint smile: "arrogant people, of course, have the qualification of arrogance."

The voice of the ancient wind fell, and the momentum climbed again. The roaring sound sounded here. The real space was hunting.

"Roar."

A ape stared at the eight people opposite with a pair of animal eyes and made a low roar. His hair was shining black and stared at the eight people viciously.

"Ape, relax. These are just some scum and can't hurt me." Gu Feng turned and said to ape.

Under the appeasement of the ancient wind, ape also calmed down. He has been with the ancient style for the longest time. Of course, he knows that if he is not fully sure, the ancient style will never be so big.

"Boy, you talk too much nonsense and die." the sound of whispering came, and the bloody light suddenly appeared. A bloody light pierced the space and appeared in front of him in an instant. It was a young Wu Xiu with cold face, red eyes and no emotion. The diseased white palm was wrapped by the blood-colored spiritual power and stabbed down the antique chest.

The arm is like a knife, cutting through the space, with a sharp breath.

"Go away." the ancient wind whispered and stamped on the young man. Although there was no fluctuation of spiritual power, this palm had a strong compressive force. The palm wind was like a row of wind blades, stinging the young man's skin. A look of fear flashed on the young man's stiff face, and he stepped back quickly.

And how could the ancient wind miss the opportunity of beating a drowning dog? The black-and-white light flashed under his feet, showing the rapidity. In an instant, it appeared in front of the young man in blood, and a simple palm was printed on the chest of the young man in blood.

The power of terror rushed into his body in an instant, the brilliance in the eyes of the young man in blood was dimmed, and his face was very pale.

"Poof"

That force was so terrible that it directly let the young man spit out his blood.

All this happened in an instant. Those bloody martial arts practitioners even wanted to rescue, but they couldn't do it at all. Looking at the badly wounded young men in blood lying on the ground, their eyes were finally shrouded in dignified color.

"Is there only such a little strength?" the ancient wind opened faintly, which made Wu Xiu's faces in the opposite spirit eating blood palace flash angry.

"This guy is a little strange when he does everything." in the soul devouring blood palace, the head man's face changed, his face changed and roared.

At this time, he didn't bother to fight alone. With the combat effectiveness shown by the ancient style, they are just looking for death one by one. Only if he can kill the ancient style, no matter what means he uses, he will make it out. As long as you kill the ancient wind and devour his blood power, their strength will be exhausted again. At that time, no one in the purgatory tower will be their opponent.

"Spread blood to refine the array, refine it with blood," said the blood clothes martial arts leader, with a crazy light in his eyes.

The remaining six Wu Xiu of the soul eating blood palace looked whole and nodded solemnly. The blood refining array is extremely frightening. It can turn flesh and blood into blood clotting medicine. If it is exercised by several nine heavy martial arts practitioners in the soul forging realm, it can even trap the strong who have just entered the soul forging realm.

What's more, if the strength of the array setter is strong enough, he can refine all the creatures in a world in an instant. However, in the hands of these seven people, I don't know what kind of example this blood refining array will play.

The voice of the leader fell, and the other six moved, which was to flash away. With him as the center, a mysterious array appeared. Chilian's light bloomed, and mysterious lines looked from their feet, and then intertwined together.

"It's despicable that seven triple martial arts practitioners of soul forging realm join hands to deal with a double youth of soul forging realm. If they spread out, they won't be afraid to weaken your name of soul blood palace." a sarcastic voice came, and many figures were approaching quickly in the distance.

Obviously, the movement here has alerted other forces stationed in this area. The momentum here is so strong that of course they can't ignore it and come to investigate the situation.

"Who's talking nonsense?" Wu Xiu of the devouring spirit blood palace flashed the light of Yin vultures on his face and stared at the crowd.

"Of course it's your grandpa and me." a strong young man in black came out of the crowd and looked at several people of xuelianzong with disdain.

"Luan bumie." looking at the strong young man in black, Wu Xiu of the spirit blood palace sank.

"Luan bumie, I didn't expect this guy to be here." Feng Qingyang looked at the young man in black, and his face flashed a dignified color. Obviously, this man is a wonderful person.