Chapter 1699： Are you afraid of fire in your formation?

Qinglong slammed into the three-person tall skeleton, and an instant bang came, and the skeleton burst instantly.

"what?"

When Venerable Blood Sword saw it, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief.

This skeleton is a condensate of nine saints and six-layer peak warriors, especially the nine-in-one, which increases the power of the skeleton a bit.

Coupled with the blessing of blood and energy in this soul-devouring blood formation, the hardness of the skeletons, even the saint's eighth heaven warrior would have to spend a lot of effort to crush it.

But Lu Feng, this kid, actually shattered the attack he had worked so hard to make with a single sword?

How can Venerable Blood Sword accept this?

"Your second hand is nothing but this, but my second hand, now it begins!"

Lu Feng looked at Venerable Blood Sword and smiled slightly, and said, "White Tiger Sword!"

He quickly made handprints with both hands, the blue dragon dissipated between the heavens and the earth, and the sword appeared again.

But in the next instant, Qian turned the sword into a white tiger, and snarled directly at Venerable Blood Sword.

"Humph!"

"Do you think that the ability to illusion the Four Elephants can defeat me?"

Venerable Blood Sword snorted disdainfully, and said: "This deity lets you see, what is the real soul-devouring blood array!"

"Blood river, congeal!"

"Wow."

There was a sound of water in the Soul Devouring Blood Array, and before long, the river of blood condensed and swept away directly at the white tiger who turned the sword into a sword.

"boom!"

The river of blood hit the white tiger sword, and the river of blood quickly swallowed the white tiger sword.

In the blink of an eye, the white tiger sword was completely enveloped by the river of blood, and the white tiger that turned the sword into it was no longer seen, only the river of blood filled the sky.

"Is this your back hand?" Venerable Blood Sword looked at with a sneered smile, and said, "It's just such a small trick!"

"is it?"

Lu Feng watched, but only smiled, without making any movements.

When Venerable Blood Sword saw it, his brows were slightly frowned. According to common sense, the attack was blocked by himself. Lu Feng should perform another attack. But why did this guy never change his methods?

Why is his next wave of attacks late?

"boom!"

Just when he was puzzled, a loud noise suddenly came, and before he could react, a white light directly passed through the sky of blood and hit his body.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Venerable Blood Sword vomited blood, and the beaten flew out.

It's just that the current Venerable Blood Sword didn't care about his injuries at all, but looked at the white light that hit him in disbelief, and said in shock: "This... how is this possible?"

That white light turned out to be the white tiger sword trapped in the river of blood!

But the white tiger sword, isn't it already crushed?

After piercing the blood river and injuring the Venerable Blood Sword, the White Tiger Sword also reached its end and dissipated in the world.

Gan Jiang Jian returned to Lu Feng's hands again.

"Xuanwu sword!"

Lu Feng didn't give Venerable Blood Sword much time to recover. After Qianjiang Sword returned, he immediately used the Xuanwu Sword.

"hiss."

There was a cry similar to a snake, and the Ganjiang Sword turned into a huge basalt in Lu Feng's hand, directly hitting the seriously injured Venerable Blood Sword.

"You can't kill me!"

When the Venerable Blood Sword saw it, he roared, and quickly made his handprints, trying to mobilize the Soul Devouring Blood Array in an attempt to use the Soul Devouring Blood Array to deal with the Xuanwu Sword.

It's just that his movements have not ended yet, Xuanwu has already crossed the void, and when he reached his body, he stepped directly under his feet in his unbelievable eyes.

"puff!"

Venerable Blood Sword, who was already seriously injured, even vomited blood, and his life aura fluctuated greatly.

"This...this is just the basalt condensed from the sword art, how can it have the real water control ability of basalt?" Venerable Blood Sword said in surprise.

As a martial artist at the peak of the eighth heaven of the Holy Venerable, the Venerable Blood Sword just saw that the Xuanwu did not directly cross the space, but used the characteristics of the water of the blood river to come directly in front of him.

This made him too late to react, and he was already under control.

"boom!"

The Xuanwu Sword ignored the shock of Venerable Blood Sword, suddenly increased its strength, and was about to step on Venerable Blood Sword to pieces.

"Do you think this will kill me?"

"Lu Feng, let me tell you, this is impossible, impossible!"

"Hahahaha!"

Venerable Blood Sword laughed loudly as if he was crazy, and when the laughter ended, his body disappeared.

Lu Feng frowned slightly, he clearly felt a little more life aura in the soul-devouring blood swords around him.

Venerable Blood Sword turned out to be integrated into this soul-eater blood formation!

"Your method is not bad, but the price paid is too high."

Lu Feng said faintly: "Put his body, breath of life, and soul into this formation. No, it shouldn't be in this formation, it should be in the soul-devouring blood sword!"

"Aren't you afraid of becoming a slave to the Soul Eater Blood Sword?"

"Jiejie, Lu Feng, you still don't worry about me, think about yourself!" Venerable Blood Sword's voice came from all directions in the formation: "Now I and the formation are completely integrated, you want If you kill me, you must destroy this formation."

"But the Soul Devouring Blood Array is a god-level high-rank formation, and it is still closely related to the Soul Devouring Blood Sword. You don't have the strength to break the god-level high-rank formation!"

"Under normal circumstances, I really don't have the ability to shatter God-level high-level formations, but..."

Lu Feng paused for a while, smiled slightly, and said, "You blood river, are you afraid of fire?"

"Afraid of fire?"

"Hahahaha!"

Venerable Blood Sword heard this and smiled sarcastically, and said: "A mere flame can burn my blood river? Can you treat my blood river as waste paper?"

"You are not afraid of ordinary fires, what about the Suzaku divine fire?" Lu Feng smiled slightly.

"Suzaku Surefire?"

Venerable Blood Sword was obviously stunned when he heard it, but he followed with a sneer: "Who do you think you are? Can you control the Suzaku Divine Fire?"

"Isn't it all right?"

After the sound fell, Lu Feng's handprint changed, and he whispered: "Suzaku Sword!"

"Huh!"

Accompanied by a sharp cry, the sword turned into a Suzaku sword full of flames.

When Suzaku first appeared, the surrounding temperature rose instantly, and the blood river in the formation dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This……"

When Venerable Blood Sword saw it, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Burn!"

Suzaku's wings suddenly spread, red and blue flames spread from the wings, and the river of blood was enveloped in the blink of an eye.

Under this flame, the blood river that had already started to dry up disappeared instantly without a trace.

"how can that be?"

Venerable Blood Sword heard an incredible voice, and he said in shock: "What kind of sword art is this? How can it be possible to condense the magical powers of the four elements of heaven and earth?"

"This Suzaku fire, how can you condense?"

"broken!"

Lu Feng's handprint changed, and the Vermillion Bird Sword pierced the Soul Devouring Blood Array.

"Don't you want to break my formation!"

Venerable Blood Sword roared, madly mobilizing the blood energy in the Soul Devouring Blood Array, trying to block the attack of Suzaku Sword.

However, in the face of the Suzaku Divine Fire, these blood qi dissipated faster than the speed of condensation.