"Dead?"

Hearing this answer, Tang Lichuan's monstrous pupil changed back to the original appearance of human beings, lifted the battle mode, and the negative state of his body immediately highlighted.

First of all, the left hand holding the knife was numb as if he had lost consciousness. Except for subconsciously grasping the handle, his left hand had only a lingering sense of acid and numbness. In addition, he had no feeling.

Then the sword center wrapped by the hardened armour of the rosefinch's fire feather made a strange noise. He saw that the fire feather armour was scattered like a peacock, not only his sword center, but also all the pores of his body made a "hiss" sound like steam engine exhaust at the same time. In less than a second, his whole person was surrounded by strong white steam.

The temperature of the steam discharged from the body is very high, and the surrounding space is distorted by the heat. Tang Lichuan's skin becomes red when the steam is continuously released, just as the skin is completely burned by fire, exposing the bright red flesh and blood directly to the air.

"Hiss!"

Tang Lichuan clenched his teeth and sucked in the cold by the sudden sharp pain. This feeling of being under the fire has not appeared for a long time. At this time, the sharp pain is like forging his body with Ganlin's Chili water, which makes him experience the hell of burning again!

"I know you can't be all right. When the soul killing lion heart is constantly improving, I use more than 3000 knives. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe a guy in tianwu territory can do it!"

The holy Dao spirit whispered and hurriedly looked at Tang Lichuan's physical injury, but he was more surprised. Tang Lichuan's injury was much lighter than what he showed. The structure of Wu pulse was intact. Even his left hand with the knife had no sign of disability. It looked like simple excessive consumption.

"Freak..."

The Golden Lion really can't understand what kind of monster Tang Lichuan is. It can be said that it is "unprecedented" that Tang Lichuan has reached a height that can't be touched by all previous sect leaders of the male lion sect in the tianwu realm. As for whether the sect leaders behind the male lion sect can surpass Tang Lichuan's achievements today, the golden lion himself can't give an accurate answer.

For a long time, Tang Lichuan's heat gradually dissipated. When the heat wave dissipated, he regained his former appearance, and the color of his skin changed from dark red like a roast suckling pig to light gold.

Looking up at the standing body of King Sifeng, Tang Lichuan glanced at the scars cut by his knife. Tang Lichuan forgot the result of his move when he was crazy, but now it seems that how much damage each knife caused is exactly reproduced in his eyes.

"You said I cut more than 3000 knives, but the power of some of the knife marks has not been improved, and it is not a matter of one or two knives! Look here, the more than 300 knives concentrated here do not seem to improve the power at all. Isn't the soul killing lion heart more powerful in the Vietnam War?"

Looking at these knife marks, Tang Lichuan seems a little dissatisfied. Although the lion soul holy knife has been a rare holy weapon, it seems to deviate from his expected results.

"You probably misunderstood the effect of soul killing lion heart!"

When the Golden Lion heard the speech, his eyes suddenly became serious, and he replied positively: "You should know that weapons with the 'upper limit' effect are extremely difficult to break. The soul killing lion heart can continuously accumulate the fighting intention to break through the 'upper limit' between continuous operations, but this does not mean that every time you make a knife, you must break through the upper limit! Maybe you can break through three knives and five knives at the beginning, but after each breakthrough, if you want to break through the 'upper limit' again, the difficulty will increase sharply, to the last 30 knives and 50 knives Dao, 100 Dao, 500 Dao, continuously improve the number of times to break through a little power! "

Speaking of this, the Golden Lion couldn't help sighing: "since the establishment of the male lion sect, it's the first time I've seen someone who can kill up to 3000 knives in the killing state of soul killing lion heart. I've seen the sect leader who can practice soul killing lion heart. At most, more than a dozen knives are the limit. You're the only one who exceeds the conventional level, except the first sword master!"

"I see."

Tang Lichuan silently nodded and looked at the knife marks with different depths, as if he was appreciating a masterpiece. For a long time, he smiled and said, "this guy is not simple. He can carry more than 1000 knives. His strength is not Wu Jun's level."

The Golden Lion nodded in agreement: "King Sifeng not only has extremely strong attack power, but also seems to have variant defense power. The defense power of the Fufeng family should not be so strong. If I judge, under normal circumstances, people under the peak of Wu Jun should not have the ability to break defense. When you hold a holy knife, you only hurt it after you have produced 200 knives. Of course, it used defense skills during this period That's right. "

"Well..."

Tang Lichuan breathed out a faint breath and muttered, "in order to fight against the madness of killing the soul and lion heart, I used the magic charm of the heavenly fox to confuse myself at the beginning, but many details of the battle have been forgotten. When I go back, please tell me the details of the battle in detail, which may be helpful to me."

Naturally, the golden lion would not refuse. After agreeing, he saw that the heaven receiving bracelet on Tang Lichuan's wrist sent out a red light and swept towards King Sifeng. This towering huge demon body was easily sucked into the small Bracelet within a few breaths.

Although the collection of living objects requires the cooperation of the other party, there are not so many restrictions on the collection of dead objects.

"Your life is back to you now. Leave."

When flying to Xiaoyao Ling, Tang Lichuan said this to Zhang Chaoli without looking back. He no longer bound this person to himself and let him return to freedom.

Tang Lichuan saw the scene that Zhang Chaoli had just worked hard to deal with those humanoid strange birds. This guy delayed the harassment of strange birds and bought him some time to refine his divine power. If he didn't accumulate a little divine power blessing, I'm afraid his arm couldn't hold up to more than 3000 knives under the impact of high-intensity power.

Zhang Chaoli didn't relax at all when he heard the speech. Instead, he felt that the world was suddenly dark. He understood that Tang Lichuan didn't like his behavior just now. He didn't intend to take him as his subordinate. Although he was free, he had only one person to bear the attack of Qingyun sword sect.

With his head down, his eyes soared aimlessly. Zhang Chaoli didn't know where to go next to save his life. He flew away aimlessly.

After Tang Lichuan sent away the dispensable guys, he came to xiaoyaoling and looked around. Xiaoyaoling's broken arm had its own way to get back, but Kong Yu was seriously injured and had to be treated immediately.

"Go back."

Holding xiaoyaoling in one hand, he carried Kong Yu behind his back, and then a wind swirled around the three of them: "the next speed will be a little fast. If you feel unwell, close your eyes!"

The words still came out in situ, but the figure had rushed to the horizon in the blink of an eye, as if the voice could not keep up with his footsteps.

Just when Tang Lichuan had finished the task of extermination, near the entrance of wanzhang mountain, groups of extermination teams crowded into the place with mutual hatred, and they were about to start.

But a blue phantom that no one could see passed by them, and the weapons in these people's hands were immediately blown away by the afterwaves from the phantom passing by.

Whether it was tianwu territory or Wu Jun, the eyes of dozens of people were dull without exception. They looked at their blue faced companions and said, "did any of you see it? Did something shake past just now?"