Chapter 368

Li Xiaofan wants to see what's strange about sun yanghao's divine blood array.

The other side is known as the leader in the art and Dharma circles on Hong Kong Island. What is the difference between the top experts of Feng Shui school and ordinary practitioners.

Therefore, in the face of the heavy blood light knife shadow, Li Xiaofan just moved his sword to swing the eight wastelands, easily broke the knife shadow, and cut sun yanghao like lightning.

Sun yanghao's eyes coagulated, raised his blood knife in his hands and crossed his chest. He even wanted to fight hard.

Bang!

Xuantian sword was cut on sun yanghao's blood knife.

Sun yanghao was directly shocked and stepped back several steps. Each step was on the ground, leaving a deep footprint, and the cracks continued to spread around.

Finally, sun yanghao gushed out a mouthful of blood. His face was like paper color. His hand holding the blood knife was shaking constantly, but the blood gas in his eyes was more dignified.

Li Xiaofan came slowly with his hands on his back, and the Xuantian sword was suspended above his head.

Before the surrounding blood rain touched his body, it was shaken away by his invisible Qi strength, which could not hurt him at all.

"Sun yanghao, hurry up and show your housekeeping skills. Otherwise, you won't have a chance."

Sun yanghao burst blood light in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Well, now let you see what a real blood knife is!"

"God of war blood knife hurricane cut!"

After talking, he saw that sun yanghao's clothes and robes were windless and his Qi machine had reached a peak, and his whole body was rippling with blood gas, as if shrouded in a layer of blood mist.

Then, with himself as the center, the ground rolled up a strong wind, flying sand and stones, and the sun and moon were shining.

At this moment, sun yanghao was like a demon God coming from the wind. His clothes sounded like beating a war drum and commanding thousands of troops to fight.

Any strong man will be torn to pieces by this storm and trampled into meat sauce by the hoofs of war horses.

Really.

Gold and iron horse, gas swallows thousands of miles like a tiger!

What is even worse is that there is a red line buried in the depths of the hurricane.

Although the red line is small and short, it looks only one meter long.

But it is like a clever poisonous snake, carrying the overwhelming power of the hurricane, all the way, irresistible.

Sun yanghao's voice also came along with the hurricane. It was as indifferent as a relegated fairy in charge of mortal life and death.

"Li Xiaofan, three years ago, with this knife, I cut one and a half steps across the river."

"So you don't blame me for dying under my move!"

After this move came out, Chu Jiulong looked frightened and stepped back several steps before he could bear the pressure.

Sun yanghao's three years of seclusion broke through to the middle of Tongshen.

Moreover, I cut this knife face to face, which is more powerful than crossing the river.

Chu Jiulong thought to himself that it would be good to take the knife reluctantly if he were himself. He felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

They are also the strong ones in the dragon and tiger list. Unexpectedly, the gap is so large.

Originally, he wanted to come to Hong Kong Island this time to compete with sun yanghao.

Now it seems that fortunately, I didn't rush.

Those who had just been forced to retreat from the top of Kowloon have now retreated to the hillside.

When Wu Hutu's sacrificial mountain saw the storm, it was stunned.

"The boy forced Sun yanghao to use this move. He's dead!"

Not far away, Mr. Shi, standing behind Chen Qingming, also sighed.

In his opinion, although Li taixuan achieved his ambition, he passed the pass all the way and killed many masters without a defeat.

But may not be able to take this move!

Sun yanghao has been closed for three years. He has accumulated a lot and made great efforts. Who dares to attack him!

Chen Qingming leaned against the back of the chair, his eyes indifferent, beat the armrest of the chair rhythmically, and a touch of ridicule arose from the corners of his mouth.

At the foot of the mountain, a large number of onlookers gathered. When the storm dragon appeared, there was a cry of surprise.

"Look, what a big storm dragon!"

"God, even the stones have been scraped up. It's terrible!"

"According to legend, this is sun yanghao's famous fighting skill. With this knife, he cut a half step God across the river!"

"This is simply god man means!"

At the top of Kowloon, Li Xiaofan looked cold in the face of the huge storm dragon. He grabbed a wind blade, kneaded it into a storm and threw it in the air.

As a result, sun yanghao couldn't help laughing when he saw the storm condensed by Li Xiaofan.

"Ha ha, Li Xiaofan, my storm is the dragon that lives above the nine heaven. Can you compare it with the loach curled up in a small puddle?"

"Oh, yeah, let's wait and see!"

Boom! The two storms collided in an instant. Li Xiaofan's small storm exploded into countless wind blades, cutting vertically and horizontally, just like cutting cloth with a sharp blade. It was only in the blink of an eye that the huge storm was dismembered. Then, Li Xiaofan grabbed the small blade in the air, kneaded it into a ball and swallowed it. Looking at his calm appearance, it's like eating a zongzi. Sun yanghao was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes. "This... How is it possible..." at that moment, he lost his divine connection with the bloody knife Qi. Li Xiaofan belched, then saw his pores and began to send out bursts of red blood mist. Soon, all the blood fog melted into his sword Qi, and the sword Qi of daoxuan Heavenly Sword became sharper. "Now, you take my sword!" then Li Xiaofan opened his mouth and spit out a sword spirit. Shua! The sword Qi broke through the sky like lightning and cut at sun yanghao in an instant. The real Sword Fairy is to condense the fairy sword into a life sword Qi, bring it into Dantian Zifu, and polish it with life real yuan day and night. But at the very least, Li Xiaofan can't do it with his current cultivation. He opened his mouth and vomited only a simple Xuantian sword Qi, which was not his life sword Qi at all. But even so, the sword power should not be underestimated. The terrible sword spirit firmly locked sun yanghao. Sun yanghao found that he was nailed to the ground and couldn't move. Finally, he tried his best to break free, and the sword Qi had been cut head-on. Sun yanghao quickly deviated his head and could avoid it, but one ear was cut off and blood flowed. Sun yanghao bit his teeth, said nothing, stretched out his hand around the wound, and stopped the blood potential. However, Li Xiaofan's sword spirit soon whirled back in the air, like a ghost who claimed his life. Sun yanghao lowered his head, wiped his scalp with sword Qi and cut off a pinch of hair. The original white beard with a white head is now in a mess. The clean linen robe is also stained with a lot of blood. Sun yanghao was burning in his eyes and wanted to break his teeth. "Li Xiaofan, you forced me." "today I'll show you what I really do!" after that, the soles of my feet stomped on the earth, and a big footprint was stepped on the rock, with cracks all around. "The spirit of the God of war, get up!" then he saw sun yanghao's hands around his chest, like the roots of an old tree and a dragon around a column. The thick blood rain around was sucked over in an instant and turned into a vague shadow of the God of war behind Sun yanghao.