Chapter 1375

When the sword killed by master wunian without resistance is released again, all the sky and earth become red, and all the places they pass are full of flame sword Qi.

Master Juehui, who fell into Shura with a evil sword in his hand, also knew that Tang Lichuan's sword was unparalleled. However, the stronger the move, the more he could stimulate his inner madness.

Wanzhangsha was meant to burst out under the sword spirit, and the blood colored long hair danced wildly with the wind. The black flame around the body was shocked to pieces by the evil force of Shura.

"The prison sea sank and destroyed thousands of Buddhas!"

When the evil Sabre was suddenly selected, it immediately set off a blood wave. The rolling blood wave seemed to be soaked with countless monk and Buddha bodies. Looking around, I saw a blood pool hell.

"Eh? This is the sword move of the immeasurable Buddhist temple, not the martial art of the Tuli Shura!"

Master Chueh Hui's Sabre move is extremely murderous, but when he saw this move at the age of 8000, his eyes immediately moved. He showed a puzzled expression when he saw the origin of this move. Since he got the sabre of Dali Shura, why not use the Shura martial skill far superior to the level of the cold world, but use the limitless Brahma's own Sabre move, which is less powerful?

"Is it really hard for the old thief to bear the power of Shura? Now is the best chance to kill him?"

At the age of eight thousand, his heart moved and he knew that Tang Lichuan's judgment was correct. Now it was a good time to destroy the enemy, but he could stand up. A burst of tearing pain in his chest made him step back involuntarily. Just now master Chueh Hui and the countless Buddhist monks joined hands to attack him. It hurt him too much. He still needs to recuperate for a while if he wants to help the war.

Except for the two half King demon kings of their demon family, no one can intervene in the battle.

Dugu Shi absorbed all the soul power of Yan feikuang, but he could exert Wu Jun's power in a short time, but he didn't have the foundation of Wu Jun after all. Once he was defeated, he would be hurt much more than the authentic Wu Jun. at present, he can't intervene.

As for those demon families brought by 8000 years old, they have no room to intervene. Their life depends on luck. They don't dare to kill without knowing their life.

In the blink of an eye, the sea of blood prison wave positively impacted the Xuanyan sword move, and two streams of burning sword gas rushed into the sea of blood, which disappeared with a puff. The rolling sea of blood seemed to have no end. Even if the power of Xi Lun divine flame was extremely powerful, it could not burn all the sea of blood for a moment.

"No, brother Tang is drowned in the 'Shura battlefield'! That knife is an evil knife that kills countless creatures, and it also carries on the heaven killing artistic conception of Dali Shura. Although Tang Lichuan has extraordinary talent, he is too young to compare with the Shura who has killed for thousands of years!"

At the age of 8000, when Tang Lichuan rushed into the sea of blood, there was no trace. He was very anxious and forced to suppress the injury in his body. His evil spirit hurried to connect with the jade sky.

The emerald firmament has not yet taken root and has not assimilated the surrounding environment, so it is difficult to exert its strongest power, but it has also turned into thousands of "wood spirit spikes" with green gas, which roar and shoot down like a shower.

In the sea of blood, Shura didn't even turn back when facing the attack from the emerald sky. The sea of blood was only a slight roll, and thousands of wooden spirit spikes sank in the sea of blood in the blink of an eye.

"The old thief's strength is so powerful. It's a miscalculation!"

Eight thousand years old was eager for quick success and instant benefit. He had planned to break the boundless Buddhist temple. Unexpectedly, master Juehui, who should have been sitting in the world, was still alive, and his strength as Shura was even more difficult to shake. Eight thousand years old began to panic.

"Huh?"

Shura, who easily broke his 8000 year old martial arts skills, suddenly looked at the sea of blood in front of him, and suddenly a fiery red sword shadow rushed out of the sea of blood and came straight to the door.

"He was not lost in the sea of killing blood! What a strong willpower!"

Master Chueh Hui was surprised. At that moment, long RI Kunwu was close at hand, forcing him to block the front of his sword. Suddenly, fire and blood were intertwined into a strange picture.

"Oh, do you want to make Tang lost by killing? Unfortunately, your killing is not enough!"

With a loud roar, Tang Lichuan rushed forward with a long day Kunwu and couldn't fight back. The next second, his left hand shook and a sword split. The eternal hatred hidden in the flame sword Qi spun and cut out like a windmill. He brushed a sword across master Chueh Hui and grasped his wrist for a moment.

Through the ages, master Chueh Hui's wrist was cut in half with a sword.

But there was no blood flowing out of the broken wrist, and the opponent's sword didn't let go because half of the wrist was broken.

"This is... Shura evil power!"

There was something strange. Tang Lichuan didn't see a happy face. Only a solemn cloud floated on his cheek. When he looked at it, he saw a group of Shura evil Qi that made him frown. It was released from the broken wrist. The evil Qi was connected under the skin like meridians, as if it had been integrated with master Juehui.

The next second, Shura's evil force condensed into a fist, which was too fast for people to reflect. A heavy fist had been blasted on his chest.

"This knife has the ability to protect the Lord, damn it!"

Tang Lichuan's puff of blood sprayed out. He couldn't touch it and took a punch. A large piece of flesh and blood on his chest seemed to lose consciousness.

But one second before being blasted off, his right leg wrapped in annihilation thunder kicked the other side of the brain, and both sides exchanged one punch for another, and spurted blood out at the same time.

Tang Lichuan flew a hundred meters and took the double swords as the staff to stop the retreat. When he looked down, the place hit by Shura's evil force was dark. The evil force was deeply rooted under the skin and polluted the blood and flesh meridians.

"What a terrible evil force. It can actually erode the flesh and blood protected by the divine power. The knife contains the power that can compete with the divine power!"

The injury continued to spread. Tang Lichuan was aggravated, so he had to give up the pursuit and rushed all the divine power to the place where the evil force invaded, forcing the evil force out of the body bit by bit.

Master Chueh Hui ate his foot and didn't end well. Ordinary people would have died if they were hit by the annihilation thunder, but he was only bleeding from his seven orifices and his life was safe for the time being.

However, the murderous Shura phase was kicked away by this foot, and his face changed back to the original appearance of the old monk again in a burst of illusion and flicker.

"When the Buddha entered Shura, the foundation was indeed unstable and was beaten back to its original shape!"

When the eight thousand year old's eyes lit up, he flew up on the ground, turned into a pair of translucent cicada wings behind him, and clapped wildly. Countless green sharp cones the size of thumbs suddenly burst into the air and went straight to master Chueh Hui, whose breath became weak.

Seeing that the killing move was about to succeed, a cloud suddenly fell outside and quickly covered master Chueh Hui.

The green cones fell into the dark cloud, and they could only hear the muffled sound of "poop poop", but they couldn't see whether it was useful.

A moment later, the clouds rolled up and master Chueh Hui soared into the air. He quickly turned around and ran away. He had no intention of fighting them at all.

"If you don't kill the thief today, there will be endless trouble!"

Tang Lichuan tried his best to stand up and pursue, but the evil force in his chest seemed to interfere deliberately. At this time, the crazy impact made him have a burst of colic in his chest and had to be suppressed with divine power again.

"Don't let him run away, chase him!"

Dugu Shi and the monsters immediately reacted and immediately jumped into the air to catch up with them, but when they were about to catch up with the cloud, the cloud suddenly flashed with silver light and its speed increased several times. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared in the sky.

"Lei Dunshu... Ying Tiange?"

Although there were clouds covering his perception, Tang Lichuan vaguely recognized the other party's last means of escape, and a haze could not help appearing on his face