Chapter 738

Bloodthirsty sword, the holy sword of the demon family. When fighting, whether it is a demon or a human, if the skin is rubbed by the blade and comes into contact with blood. The Blood Sword sucks up the blood of the other party in a very short time. This is the name of bloodthirsty sword! It shows his fierce reputation of bloodthirsty!

Therefore, in the aspect of bloodthirsty, the world's sharp weapons dare not follow!

However, blunt iron can directly suck the blood pool essence of bloodthirsty sword, and ignore the existence of other blood. This is what really scares James!

The blood of the blood pool, the blood of the holy and noble mother of the demon family, how can a dirty human suck it casually!

It can be seen from this blow that the stage of pursuing fancy moves has passed for Zifeng.

The essence of skill is precious, but the mastery is not. Zifeng also learned the powerful skill of covering the sky. It's like the strike of a critical cut. Like in the past, when you hit it, it was 100 feet long, but now it's only 50 feet.

The blade was half smaller, but its power expanded more than twice.

The actual purple gold sword awn swept through the air.

"Bang" a startling sound passed in the air.

The knife awn fiercely cleaved on the black bead body. Between the two standoffs, a trace of black things spilled out.

In contrast, James clenched his teeth below, and the sharp corner on his forehead was burning, shining silver from time to time. Zifeng above stood with his hands on his back, and the touch of cloud and wind undoubtedly deeply stimulated James's pride!

Under the roar of "roar", the black ball under the knife awn expanded again, which was ten feet around! Strands of black silk now turned into a black lightning like a rope, approaching Zifeng from all directions.

And the Dao mang is spreading.

"Take your life!" One of James' proud skills, once bound by the real hostility, there will only be one result, and then it will be crushed into meat cakes by the black ball, and the flesh will no longer exist!

Looking at Zifeng motionless in the air, he let black silk tie Zifeng up, without the slightest sign of evasion. James couldn't help laughing. Although he tossed about for so long, the final result was still what he expected.

But didn't he notice a phenomenon?

Why can Zifeng stay in mid air for so long? Is his ability to stay in the air so strong?

Open your arms and embrace the real hostility that swarms in. Does Zifeng want to dodge? Fools flash. According to Xiaoguang's reminder, in the process of growing up, the "insulation gas" needs to constantly devour all kinds of breath, so James's attack is due to his choice of hostility rather than physical attack!

The smile on the corner of his mouth was stiff, and he had no time to take into account what had happened on the battlefield, "how possible!" His eyes were like bronze bells, full of puzzled look.

A native of Xuantian martial arts, can he swallow the hostility? No one would believe it.

Devour the evil Qi. Even he dare not act recklessly. He only gathers outside the body through sharp corners, and then uses attack means. Even if inhaled into the body, spit out the anger in a very short time, otherwise the body will be seriously damaged. But why did the young man in front of him subvert his cognition again and again? Was he not from Xuantian, but from the sect?

damn! On this thought, James directly defined the freak in front of him as the child of the sect.

However, before he could react, Zifeng from high above jumped directly at the black ball in front. It seemed that the black gas did not meet his needs. Once it was necessary to suck all the black gas gathered by real James.

"Asshole!" James has scolded this sentence many times, but what can he do? In the face of such a freak, all the attacks claimed by the demon family have no effect on him, power? Hostility? Or bloodthirsty?

"Black thorn dance!" James, who is in a frenzy, is obviously going to make a full blow!

As soon as the sound fell, the black ball in the air burst into a black viscous liquid and poured on him. A fishy wind rose everywhere. James knelt down on his knees and muttered to himself. A strange wave rippled in an instant.

However, seeing the originally depressed demon soldiers on the field, they rushed up at the xuantianwu people like a flame in their eyes. His forehead was black and his breath was rising. After breathing, a small yecha demon soldier had a breath comparable to that of a demon general.

It's not good to shout. Zifeng hurriedly fell from the high altitude and hurried forward to interrupt James's behavior.

During the first contact, Zifeng clearly didn't understand the origin of the moves of the demon family. Only by groping and constantly groping, can we plan ahead and take precautions!

It's just late. It's all late! James's black thorn, which was originally three inches long, was singing like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. It slowly grew out of the body, one foot, two feet. In a short time, it stretched to one foot long, dense and looked at the past. James is like a hedgehog, with sharp black thorns in all directions!

What makes Zifeng worry is not the black thorn, but the thorn tip as dark as night, flashing. It's the liquid gas just splashed by the black ball!

Once injected into the Xuantian martial arts, can you guess the result? You will inevitably have convulsions all over your body. You will either struggle to death in anger, or be cut to death by the other party's night fork demon soldiers in the struggle!

In a word, there is only one result, that is death! The fierce Qi contained in it is too pure, which is hundreds of times stronger than that injected by Zifeng to those martial artists!

At the beginning, xuantianwu was unable to bear it. What can they do now?

"Retreat!" A loud drink, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in the field. This must be the first order to retreat in the confrontation with the demon clan since ancient times!

And this sound also surprised Wu Tianjie and others in the distance. Xuan Tianming had the upper hand, but why did he retreat?

After hearing Zifeng's drinking, the martial artists in the field did not hesitate, turned and evacuated towards the distance!

But with a grim smile, he climbed to the corner of James's mouth, "do you want to run? Then exchange your life! "‘ Dance! " A finger in the air!

There were thousands of black spikes all over the body, which suddenly burst out.

Both the demon clan and the martial arts are included in the attack range. It's an attack method of burning jade and stone!

Where the black thorn passed, the warrior raised the refined steel weapon in his hand and tried to stop it, but the black thorn was not blocked at all, and went straight through. With the thin body behind him, his eyes were lax, and one Xuantian warrior fell to the ground slowly.

At the moment of landing, almost everyone tried to look back and see their commander, Zifeng. If the fall of the battlefield is an irresistible fact, what they want to bear is themselves!

When fighting against the demon clan, there was a general who looked at the war situation like dirt. When he was aware of the crisis, he thought not of himself, but of their safe generals. It's good.

therefore

Zifeng saw that his Xuantian warriors were facing the demon army before they died.

He felt it. The dead of Xuantian wanted to turn around at the last moment before they died and give him a salute!

therefore

They fell twisted and turned into a sand dune!

"No!"