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"Arrogant in front of our Shura clan? The lowly thing, also can not see oneself what status

"A little nine level Heavenly King thinks that if he has some cards, he can be our opponent? Can we challenge our dignity? "

"Just in time, killing you may be able to get the inheritance of Shura temple."

The rest of the Shura practitioners also drank cold.

Lu Zixuan's sudden hand, two of them killed, which makes them very no face.

Right now.

Looking at Lu Zixuan's eyes, he was very cold and ferocious.

"Blood prison, is that what you rely on here?"

"By virtue of a human being, are you here to die? Or do you want to get the heritage of Shura temple? "

Han Feng turned his eyes and looked at the Shura emperor not far away.

The corners of his mouth rose, showing a cold smile.

"The blood prison, the blood in your body, is much higher than us, and has a more rich and pure Shura flavor."

"If you had promised me to help us leave the Shura hall at the cost of your blood, we would not have been like today."

"But thank you very much. Not only did you come, but also brought a human with such a pure Shura flavor."

"With you, when Shura inherits, it's absolutely nothing."

Han Feng continued.

His tone was cold and gloomy, full of supremacy.

"Go to your uncle!"

"Trying to kill us?"

"You are not qualified!"

Blood prison eyes narrowed into a gap.

In his mouth sends out angry, to Han Feng a word a way.

"Not qualified?"

"You think you were in your prime?"

"At that time, we were not as strong as you, but now, in my eyes, you are just a bigger mole ant."

Han Feng is cold.

The seal on his body has been dissolved a lot, only the last leg is still Shura stone.

He, whose strength has been restored to the eighth rank emperor, does not attach any importance to the blood prison Shura emperor.

In his eyes, Lu Zixuan and blood prison are the existence of ants.

"Is it?"

"You want to kill me? Even if you can kill me, you have to pay a certain price. "

"Blood prison, blood prison!"

This way.

Blood prison mouth issued a low drink, his eyes narrowed into a gap, all flashing is crazy.

Afraid?

At the beginning, he was really afraid.

But now, he has forgotten the fear.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just as the words of blood prison fell, a strong and unimaginable energy wave broke out in his body.

The blood colored immortal power was around him like a surge in a river.

Behind him, a virtual shadow in a bloody robe appeared. It was the virtual shadow of blood!

The next moment.

Those powerful forces, condensed into a bloody cage with the size of at least 1000 meters, appeared in the sky of Han Feng and others.

The blood cage is the blood talent of the blood prison. It's the blood magic power - the blood prison!

"Boom!"

The blood prison cage fell very fast, almost in the moment of condensation, it fell down.

At the same time as the blood prison cage appeared, there were also blood colored spears.

Each of these blood colored Spears is two meters long, and the whole body is incomparably blood colored, with the power of terror.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Blood prison cage is the blood magic power of blood prison.

Under the cage of blood prison, the speed of Han Feng and others has been limited, and even their strength has been suppressed.

Those bloody spears, plump down, toward Han Feng and others to kill.

"Blood prison, that's what you fight for?"

"I will be afraid of you in your heyday, but now you are as easy as I can kill."

"Even if you use the bleeding cage, it's the same."

"Break it for me!"

Blood prison cage, and blood spear kill days together, let Han Feng and others face suddenly changed.

Even in Han Feng's eyes, there is a trace of dignified, obviously in the face of the attack of blood prison, it is not as easy as what he said.

His palms flapped out one after another and turned into palm shadows all over the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Under the cage of blood prison, Han Feng's strength was suppressed.And.

With the passage of time, this kind of repression is still increasing, as for the rest, more repression.

This is the killing move of the blood prison. At the beginning, they were very afraid. Once they were trapped in the blood prison, it would be difficult to break free, and their strength would be suppressed.

In addition, blood spear kills heaven. Among the practitioners of the same level, blood prison is almost invincible.

However.

Today's blood prison, a great loss of strength, has long been not in full swing, and the gap between Han Feng, too big.

"Click..."

The shadow of the hand is all over the sky.

Under the shadow of Han Feng's hand, those blood spears were smashed quickly.

Gap!

The gap between the two of them is too big, even if the blood prison plays a trump card, it will not help.

"Boom!"

Finally.

After those bloody spears were completely smashed, Han Feng's palm went towards the blood prison cage.

Let the blood prison cage send out a violent roar, did not insist on ten breaths, burst to pieces.

"Blood prison, see?"

"Now, the gap between me and you is too big to cross!"

Han Feng's body is not without scars.

Above his sleeve was a hole pierced by a bloody spear.

But.

He didn't care about these. After smashing the blood prison cage, he walked towards the blood prison step by step, and the ferocious color on his face became more and more intense.

"Get down on your knees!"

"Peng!"

Han Feng strides towards the blood prison.

When he was less than 20 meters away from the blood prison, his speed suddenly increased. His figure disappeared from the original place and appeared in front of the blood prison.

At the same time of appearing, his palm mercilessly pats toward the head of blood prison.

Peng knelt down on the blood prison.

Han Feng is more rampant, he is very cold and loud.

"Blood prison, you who were high above me at the beginning, did not expect that you would kneel in front of me one day?"

"Let me pay the price?"

"You are not qualified!"

"Go to hell!"

Han Feng said.

He raised his palm again, wrapped with pure blood fairy power, and patted it down again towards the head of blood prison.

"How dare you

"Is he qualified?"

"Boom!"

Han Feng's palm falls towards the head of the blood prison.

But.

Not waiting for Han Feng's hand to fall completely, at this time, a roar of arrogance to the limit suddenly appeared.

I can only see.

A figure, from the pit in the moment appeared in Han Feng's side. The fierce sword spirit, mercilessly cut in the palm of Han Feng's hand, issued a roar.

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