In order to avoid being affected, the rest of the world retreated to one side.
Yan Zhaoge looks at Xu Fei and whispers a few words.
Xu Fei's eyes flickered and nodded.
Beiming rises up in the air with two arms shaking, just like Kunpeng coming out of the water, which transforms the Kung Fu of Beiming magic gun into boxing.
One punch, as if a big gun pierced the world, attacking Nian Chen.
In the year of Chen's reappearance of the martial arts and spirits on the top of his head, the image of the dragon head's body was reconstituted, and a nine fingered strange claw was caught.
The holy soldier nine dragon finger flashed brilliance on his blood dragon claw, but there were only eight dragon fingertips left, so his strength was inevitably weak.
Jiulong refers to this holy soldier. In a special situation, the nine fingers are one, separated from each other, and can still establish a sense. If one finger is missing, the power of the holy soldier will be weaker than when it was at its peak.
Yan Zhaoge lightly said: "nine fingers you are not good, let alone eight fingers?"
The year Chen hey ran, exhale to open the voice, the whole body acupoints and orifices together concussion.
A blood dragon rose from the hole in his body, making a deafening roar.
Nian Chen's own throat moved. A blood dragon in his body also moved in the same way. All his throats shrugged.
Each blood dragon's throat bulges a round bag, like a tumor.
At the next moment, thousands of blood dragons open their mouths and roar together. A blood bead spits out from the mouth of the dragon, and then explodes in the void!
Blood dragon sect secret, blood dragon spits beads!
In the past, Yan Zhaoge once saw Hai Zhengjie, the great master of Yuanling of blood dragon sect, use this method, and his strength was immediately improved.
Now the great master Nian Chen drives this method, and the boundless blood fog suddenly covers the world.
All the blood fog was absorbed by the blood dragon on the top of Nian Chen's head, and then gradually the blood dragon's larynx also swelled.
As the blood dragon opens its mouth, a huge blood bead emerges, and the blood light shines, making the surrounding void all dyed red.
That blood bead is so huge and dazzling, hanging in the air, it is like a round of blood sun.
The blood bead explodes, the endless blood light falls on the eight dragon fingertips, and the power of the saint soldiers is immediately stimulated to a greater extent.
When one claw falls, it seems that there are eight bloody cracks in the sky, and then they converge and squeeze towards a certain point. The goal is Yan Zhaoge and others.
Yan Zhaoge's face remained the same, and Beiming's body shape moved in the void, like a spear like iron fist, making a semicircle.
As soon as the semicircle comes out, the world in front of us seems to be caged into it, and the eight bloody claw marks are no exception.
The bloody claw mark breaks out wildly, and Beiming is separated into this kind of Beiming magic gun. The gun goes in an arc, stopping eight bloody claw marks one by one, and the two sides collide violently in the void.
Beiming stands proudly in the same place, while Nianchen's blood dragon shakes up and is shaken unstable.
However, Yan Zhaoge's face is not colored, but his heart is fretting.
In the distance, suddenly there is a black air, split the sea and cut towards the island!
The sky middle-aged Chen said coldly: "young man, you offend too many people, to deal with you, not only the old man!"
Yan Zhaoge's expression was not unexpected: "the people of Shaluo clan?"
The black Sabre Qi in front of you is not strange to Yan Zhao Ge, but is a unique skill of Shaluo clan and Xuanwu Sabre Qi.
The terrifying black blade cuts to the island. The surrounding sea area is split. The island is split in two. The rock is split on both sides. The cutting of tofu with knife air breaks through all obstacles. Yanzhaoge and the island should be cut in two together.
Beiming is not moved. Yan Zhaoge's sleeve is shining with blue light. The green sword and dragon sing out. It turns into a vast green dragon to intercept the horrible black Sabre Qi.
The black Sabre air is broken, and the blood light flashes in the boundless darkness.
There is also a set of sabre move in the sabre move. There is blood sea Sabre Qi in the deep of Xuanwu Sabre Qi!
A line of blood light cuts the throat of the green dragon transformed by the sword light of Yanzhao song, leaving a blood line on the dragon's neck.
The blood line is spreading fast. We should behead the green dragon!
Yan Zhao's eyes are shining with cold light. The scales and scales of the green dragon are opened and closed together, and the vast green awns are released.
In the dragon's eyes, there was also a startling cold light. A long chant pierced the sky, and the sword light soared between the blue dragon's tumbling.
Yan Zhao's song changes in nine directions. The sword power of green dragon in the sleeve is pushed to the extreme, and the enemy's attack of Blood Sea sword Qi is stopped.
The next moment, blue dragon suddenly curled up, as if disappeared in an instant, hiding in the cloud, the dragon can't see the head and the tail.
After that line of blood light stagnated, I wanted to exert myself again, but I lost my goal.
Under the Yunlong sword hiding style, the green dragon transformed by the sword light is suddenly big and small, and changes are flying. In the next instant, it bursts again, rolls up the blood light, and then wrists it!
The blood light of the previous horror was suddenly broken!
But in the broken blood light, a long knife with the shape of white bone suddenly appeared.
The white bone long knife slashed at the green dragon.
Then a man who was covered with bone armor was born.
The bone armor is all ferocious bone spurs, which makes his whole person look extremely horrible.
The ferocious evil spirit made everyone in the room feel cold: "the Lord of the clan of Shaluo," Tiansha "Feng Jingsheng!"
It is the fourth of the ten most powerful martial artists in the world of the sea. Feng Jingsheng, the patriarch of the six evil spirits, is the leader of the clan of Shaluo!
The Youluo white bone sabre, the highest unique skill of the Shaluo sect, was spread in his hands. The spirit of martial arts and the spirit of Youluo white bone were almost integrated with himself.
In one stroke, the green dragon transformed by Yan Zhaoge's sword power and Yan Zhaoge should be killed together!
Yan Zhaoge's face did not change. Instead, the cold light in his eyes converged and became chaotic and empty.
Tao Yuan Fu is condensed in heaven and earth, and then becomes a mysterious array of talismans, hanging on the front of Yan Zhao's song and sword.
The green dragon disappeared, and everything seemed to return to chaos.
The chaos is broken, and the power of terror is born. It is integrated into Yan Zhaoge's sword!
The swords and swords of the two sides meet each other, and the ferocious energy disperses towards both sides. Taking the middle of the two as the boundary, the island below is divided into two parts directly. It spreads towards the sea on both sides, splitting the blue sea.
When they saw the rune array of Yan Zhaoge, they were all shocked.
"Master of the middle period of Yuanfu?!"
"Didn't he just break through the abyssal corridor to the great master in the early days of Yuanfu?"
Feng Jingsheng, the patriarch of Shaluo, could not see the expression clearly under the cover of bone armor, but his eyes were also stunned.
Looking at Yan Zhaoge, everyone felt cold. They didn't expect that Beiming was held by Nianchen and Jiulong. Another great master attacked Yan Zhaoge, but he couldn't get it.
But at this time, there was thunder in the distance. The dull voice came from the bottom of the sea, and then broke out at the foot of Yan Zhaoge.
The island below is completely broken, and the thunder light rises to the sky!
Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed a little: "such martial arts, in the great world of the sea, are they leihuang school among the six evil spirits? I haven't dealt with this sect... "
The heart reads electricity to turn, Yan Zhaoge movement is not slow at all, the method of snap fingers and thunder urges, in an instant again!
A sword falls, the thunder is broken!