Chapter 573

The silver sword storm finally slowly attenuated, but the lines of sight stared there without blinking. Then, there were a series of extremely shaking screams, which sounded one after another, and the martial arts were unparalleled, and the pupils shrank.

The dark storm dispersed, and in the air, a bloody figure stood in the air. It was Xiao Jian.

At this time, his upper body clothes were shattered. At the shadow of his chest, there was a blood color light flashing slowly. Blood color magic lines diffused from the shadow, quite like a human blood cocoon. The blood color light diffused. The blood lines covered the room, turned into a blood color light ball, turned gently and protected the whole body, like an eternal magic body.

And Xiao Jian, relying on the blood stripe light group, blocked the explosion of this degree. Except that his clothes were shattered, there were no scars on his body. It was like that the terrible attack just now did not hurt him at all.

"What a terrible body," some people murmured in horror as they swallowed their saliva.

On the ninth floor, the young man exposed some of his upper body. His skin was as deep as blood. Although his slender body was not so majestic, it was that tall and straight body, which gave people a sense of immortality as if it were Heaven and earth at the moment.

Xiao Jian's eyes, blood red color deepened, the halberd body was wrapped with blood lines, and a powerful and ferocious force emerged frantically. His palm slowly clenched the halberd body, and his eyes looked at Wu Wushuang coldly. There was a trace of disdain in his eyes.

"If your attack is only this degree, then let me do it."

Although Xiao Jian's voice was gentle, it was mixed with awe inspiring murderous spirit. With the falling of words, the whole heaven and earth echoed this sentence, with infinite murderous meaning.

Hum.

When Xiao Jian's last word fell, someone suddenly felt that the sky had become much darker. When he suddenly looked up, he was shocked to see that the sky was filled with blood. The blood gas covered thousands of feet. The towering blood gas made many students dare not even breathe in the atmosphere.

In that blood cloud, the evil spirit was everywhere, as if there was a great terror about to recover, releasing the soul stirring pressure.

Hum.

The blood color and brilliance condensed, and the blood cloud wriggled. Suddenly, a huge blood gas broke through the cloud and came down suddenly. However, this blood gas did not rush to the unparalleled force, but fell directly in the direction of Xiao Jian.

Boom!

The majestic blood gas suddenly hit Xiao Jian's body, but there was no blood gas, but it was slowly absorbed by Xiao Jian's body, and the bloody shadow on his chest also began to flicker with dazzling blood light.

Hiss.

The deep blood lines on the surface of Xiao Jian's body also solidified little by little at this moment. After a few breath, I saw a set of blood colored, especially ferocious and domineering armor covering Xiao Jian's body. When the blood colored armor wrapped Xiao Jian's whole body, a magic shadow of hundreds of feet suddenly appeared behind Xiao Jian, like an ancient demon God, Reflecting the blood all over the sky, it looks particularly ferocious.

And the momentum emanating from Xiao Jian's body became more and more terrible.

"The secret of blood killing, the shadow comes!"

Under the bloody and ferocious armor, a pair of murderous eyes locked Wu Wushuang. The blood light swept away, and Xiao Jian stepped out. In the next moment, he appeared above Wu Wushuang like a ghost. Then he clenched Jiuyao Tu Tianji with both hands and cut it hard. There was no fancy, but the boundless killing and murderous spirit, It was an extremely pure hegemonic force.

At this moment, the blood light was all over the sky, and the hundred Zhang devil shadow behind Xiao Jian also blew down with a fierce fist, and the magnificent dark Qi roared out, forming an extremely violent and killing trend.

The ferocious force, the bloody killing force, the physical force and the power of secret arts all converge at this moment and finally turn into this simple split.

"Wu Wushuang, come and pick me up!"

Boom!

A halberd splits out and the space collapses.

This split, that kind of power, instantly changed Wu Wushuang's face. Those students watching the war were even more frightened. Xiao Jian's split, that kind of power, was faintly beyond the scope of Huadan territory.

Hum.

The whole heaven and earth seemed to be trembling. The blood color in the sky was diffuse, and the gas of killing and cutting filled the space. Xiao Jian's brewing split reached a shocking level. It was a perfect split of the flesh and the mysterious gas. The two forces complement each other and overlap each other. No one knows what level it has reached.

In the face of this split, Wu Wushuang's face was a little dignified, and a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes, but it was quickly pressed down.

Click.

Under this split, the space cracked into thin cracks, which looked terrible.

Wu Wushuang's face was gloomy. Suddenly, he clenched his teeth, but he turned down the tip of the chopping Sky Sword in his hand. The sword body that originally bloomed thousands of silver lights suddenly began to converge and become more and more simple. If the sword body was not still glittering with those ancient lines, it would be difficult for ordinary people to find that it was a ground level spirit weapon.

Then, a gray invisible scabbard suddenly covered the body of the sword, completely wrapped the sharp long sword, leaving only the short handle, which was held by Wu Wushuang.

However, although it is the sky cutting sword into the scabbard, the momentum is constantly rising at a terrible speed. The scabbard seems to be raising the sword. In a short period of time, the sky cutting sword has no edge and seems to be completely silent.

The long halberd with towering evil spirit was constantly enlarged in Wu Wushuang's eyes, and the huge fist shadow of the demon shadow was about to come. In the face of this extreme dilemma, he made an action that everyone didn't expect, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Wu Wushuang's face was flat. He closed his eyes and didn't seem to see the coming of deforestation. It seemed that he was stunned by this momentum and gave up all resistance.

However, Xiao Chien knew that the strong on the Tianjiao list did not have such a bad mentality. The more indifferent, the more powerful killing moves were brewing.

When the halberd was about to hit Wu Wushuang's head, he finally moved. The corners of his mouth slightly outlined a radian. He clenched the handle of the sword with his right hand and smiled coldly.

"Cut the sky and draw the sword!"

Buzz!

Wu Wushuang pulled the sky chopping sword out of the scabbard by an inch, only an inch. The silver light burst out, but it shone half the sky. An extremely amazing power stirred wildly. In an instant, it was enough to resist the domineering shadow.

Then Wu Wushuang pulled out the sword one inch again, but this inch tore the surrounding space one after another. Countless silver sword Qi swept out, condensed into a huge light blade of tens of feet, and slowly suspended in front of him. That kind of sharpness wanted to change the color of the world.