Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

From the moment Mo Jiao appeared, it was difficult for Zifeng to fly!

Even if there is no attempt, the stillness everywhere in the space is so strong, such as a big black net. Zifeng has become a fish in the net.

It only takes a look to realize that the whole world of Zhongzhou is under the absolute domination of Mo Jiao... Should we panic?

In the whole sight, there are thousands of ferocious blood demons on the ground, and there are the demon emperor and holy Jiao of the demon family in the air. Under the attention of thousands of eyes, Zifeng's every move is clearly seen!

But there is such a kind of person in this world. When the overwhelming pressure from the outside world sweeps in, the whole person relaxes. In the face of thousands of troops and horses, I played the piano from the tower, calmly and freely without any panic.

A glimmering light, a brilliant light, a trident holding the voice of the mountain and tsunami, was directly held in his hand by Zifeng. Half of the sky behind him was like sea water, wantonly vast, magnificent, with blue luster, smiling, and his voice was calm as before, "I don't know, but this is what you are familiar with?"

Who injured Mo Jiao ten thousand years ago? It's not Kunlun mountain or Vulcan. It's the trident of Poseidon. That's what the wind energy depends on!

This is undoubtedly a gamble. If he wins, Mo Jiao is afraid and has a glimmer of escape vitality. Defeat will completely arouse Mo Jiao's hatred of silence for thousands of years, and will surely break Zifeng's body into thousands of pieces without end.

As the whole world tightens, it is obvious that Mojiao's pupil shrinks, the scarlet letter spits out, and a fishy wind comes towards the wind tunnel... The fishy wind is filled with towering death. Before it is near, the space begins to shrink and wants to crack... Don't squint! Obviously, it can be seen that Mo Jiao's attack is a temptation. If Zi Feng can't easily resist the attack and all the details are exposed in front of Mo Jiao, he will become the other party's plaything next!

The footsteps didn't move, and let the dead blow.

The insulating gas was moving, and suddenly turned gray within a hundred feet... As soon as the dead gas came into contact with the insulating gas, the elder's ferocious fangs rushed up unhindered... The dead gas drove straight into Zifeng's eyebrows!

The corners of lebuto's mouth rose slightly, with a bit of ridicule. The holy dragon of the demon clan is almost the highest level overlord in the world. Can it be begged by human beings?

But the next moment, the dead spirit seemed to fall into the mire, and the rapid speed became slow. Finally, when Zifeng was still an arm away, it dissipated like smoke and clouds and disappeared... Zifeng still stood in his place, even without lifting his eyelids!

The huge snake tail swayed, and fishy winds gathered in the sky... "Little thing, do you know what you're holding? If you throw it away, I can spare your life. Otherwise, Jie Jie... Let you not even have a bone residue! " Mo Jiao stared fiercely at Zifeng and looked at him, but he didn't take the lead!

If the old dragon turtle is present, I'm afraid it's time to laugh at Mo Jiao!

The holy dragon of the demon clan is violent and moody. He kills countless people and has boundless blood. As long as it is the prey it is staring at, it has never escaped alive... The only thing is that it is naturally suspicious. Even after ten thousand years, it is still hard to change its nature!

"Xiao Guang and Xiao Lan, you two go into the Trident!" It was a back water battle. If Zifeng Qiang hadn't carried a blow with the void sword, Zifeng wouldn't be able to slow down the speed of the fierce rush of the dead gas!

Unless you use the power of the sea, although you have never seen the sea god, Zifeng clearly knows that the power of the sea in the sea god is by no means the current appearance in Zifeng's body. What's more, Mo Jiao and Poseidon had many clashes. He was very familiar with Poseidon ten thousand years ago. He used the power of the sea to obviously lift a stone and hit his own feet!

Nodded, Xiaoguang and Xiaolan quietly entered the Trident... This time, the blue beads of the Trident suddenly gave off a dreamy luster like a star river.

It is this luster that makes Mo Jiao really start to face up to the youth in front of him!

"Don't you know what I'm holding? Mo Jiao, you can come and get it if you want! I'll wait! " Without flinching back, Zifeng walked in the direction of Mo Jiao!

"Die!" Lebuto's veins burst on his face, his feet moved, his hand held a blood knife, and he covered the air with a knife!

Different from Mo Jiao's death, lebuto took thousands of blood and Qi in this attack. Before the shadow of the knife arrived, Zifeng's blood rolled along with him, ready to come out, and wanted to cater to the general... The pterosaur magic soldiers passing by the knife awn swept through the air. All the pterosaur magic soldiers hovering nearby burst and died, and the splashed blood poured into the knife awn, like the real hundred feet of the knife shadow!

Just when Zifeng's steps were slightly wrong, suppressed his anxiety and wanted to resist the blow, he was surprised to notice that the blunt iron in the rune bag made a clear longing sound, and seemed to be very interested in the blood awn in front of him.

Blood wriggled in the blade, roaring like ferocious devil's claws... A strange scene appeared. Under the gaze of Mo Jiao, at the next moment, Zifeng added a long knife with exaggerated shape in his left hand. The long knife made a low hum. Without Zifeng's urging, he immediately took off his hand and rushed towards the blood Mang in front... When he saw the knife, Mo Jiao "hissed" and his eyes were full of amazement. How could it be? How did this happen?

One big and one small, the blunt iron was swallowed by the blood awn directly!

Unfortunately, without giving lebuto much happy time, the next moment, a mouthful of sweet blood sprayed out directly.

The remaining potential of the blood awn is still strong, and its power is like this. However, if you look closely, you will find that a vortex appears in the center. In the vortex, the blood is all deeply trapped towards the inside, so the knife awn becomes smaller and smaller, and the color becomes darker and darker. That is, when you touch Zifeng's body, there is only the next red blood knife, and the thick iron filings on the blood knife fall off, The dense veins burned like flames... "Hiss! Tell me, where did you get this sky tearing knife? " Yes, this breath and this fluctuation are undoubtedly the sky tearing knife.

Holding the blunt iron in his left hand, the purple and mysterious fire in the Dantian suddenly surged like a spring. A steady stream of flames quickly derived, and the sky over the Dantian also expanded... Unconsciously, Zifeng's left eye also turned red, but this red is fire, not blood!