"Blood Shura Body!"

Faced with the hatred attack of the "Holy Blood Demon Lord", Ye Xiuwen didn't know if he could take it.

However, he would never sit still and wait for death.

He pushed his hands out, a blood-colored shield condensed in the air, blocking Ye Xiuwen's face.

At the same time, the Blood Cloud Palm, which was like Mount Tai, came and hit Ye Xiuwen's blood shield directly.

With a rumbling sound, Ye Xiuwen's arms were numb, as if he was hit by a heavy truck, and his bones were falling apart.

If he hadn't been born in the air and such a huge force hit him directly, his body would have been smashed by the Blood Cloud Palm like those disciples of Blood Moon Zhai and Lingxiao Pavilion, and finally turned into a blood mist in the sky.

"Hold it down!"

Ye Xiuwen shouted fiercely, held the hilt of the sword in both hands, and exploded all the blood and vitality in his body. He was pushed by the huge blood palm print for more than 300 feet in the air, and finally fell into the forest like a meteor.

"Boom!Boom!..."

There was an explosion-like impact in the forest, and the air waves were flying over ten feet high.

"Ye Xiuwen, I think you are not dead yet?" The "Holy Blood Demon Lord" was still angry and looked back at the rescued Saint of Nandou. He thought that the Saint of Nandou would be disabled even if he did not die.

He knew the punch just now, and with all his strength, he tried his best to kill the Nandou Saint.

"Listen, kill Lingxiao Pavilion, I'll go back!"

The "Holy Blood Demon Lord" shouted coldly, and the man stomped his feet and flew into the forest.

The disciples of Xueyuezhai looked at it, and although they were terrified, they could only say: "The head has an order to kill all the people in Lingxiao Pavilion. The two saints in Lingxiao Pavilion are dead, kill them for me!"

Someone shouted loudly, and it really worked. Although the Xueyue Zhai side had already shown signs of decline, once the Saint of Nandou and Saint of Beidou left the battlefield, some battles were fought.

Everyone felt that the head of the sect was going to kill Ye Xiuwen, and as long as he came back from killing someone, the overall situation today has been decided.

The two saints in Lingxiao Pavilion fell, and the rest of the people were not taken seriously even if the "Holy Blood Demon Lord" was injured.

So in an instant, the people of Xueyuezhai turned around and fought a battle with the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion.

There were shouts and killings outside the four sides, but in the open space in the middle, the Saint of Nandou lamented all over when he saw this scene.

"Cang'er? I'm alive soon......"

"Master, don't say that quickly." "Canghai Yishang' quickly stopped his master.

"Oh, don't be sad. I know best about my teacher's injuries. One of them was broken...one of them, seventy-seven, eighty-eight,...puff......"

After the Saint of Nandou said that, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was mixed with shattered internal organs. The Saint of Nandou became weaker.

He was just resting his energy, and then continued: "Gui'er, today's battle is probably incredible. He took advantage of the 'Holy Blood Demon Lord' to chase Ye Xiuwen, and with him, he quickly retreated to Lingxiao Pavilion......"

"Report,..."

At this moment, someone hurriedly ran over with the order of the head of the sect. Before the person arrived, he fell and fought.

The man fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Two disciples from Lingxiao Pavilion quickly lifted the man up and carried him to the saint of Nandou.

The Saint of Nandou looked at the other party weakly, with a blood-stained and charred face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hu, hu,...Report to the saint, Lingxiao Pavilion was captured and the leader died in battle,..." After the disciple said that, tears fell like rain, and he was so angry that he cried.

"ah?......."

At the same time, when the Saint of Nandou heard the bad news, his heart was so painful that he screamed. He stared at the sky and shouted: "The sky is destroyed by my Lingxiao Pavilion!...The sky is destroyed by me, Lingxiao Pavilion,......Uh!..."

The Saint of Nandou just looked at the sky with his eyes and swallowed his last breath.

"Canghai Yijian" and others were crying like rain. It felt like the sky was about to collapse.

"Senior brother, what should I do?..."

The second disciple of the Saint of Nandou, "Su Guier", looked at the "Canghai Yijian" with tears in his eyes.

The brows of the 'Canghai Yijian' were all condensed into a lump. He said angrily: "Lingxiao Pavilion, there is no more, and the master has left. Where can you and I go? Why don't you avenge your master and kill all the evil dogs in Blood Moon Zhai on this battlefield? Do you dare?"

‘Canghai’, eyes were bloodshot, and the words popped out one by one.

Anger, pain, sadness, despair, etc., etc., all the emotions surged into his heart, making the "Sword of the Sea" look like a different person.

No, he has not become a human, but a ferocious beast.

The beast was opening his big mouth and revealing his fangs, trying to tear everything in this world apart.

When everyone saw this gaze, they felt a little scared, but they thought that the "Canghai Yijian" was right.

The Lingxiao Pavilion is gone, and the master is dead again. They have no place to go. It is better to kill a happy battle on this battlefield.

"kill!"

"kill!......."

Everyone drank this word. They were infected by the "Canghai Yishou". Even the most timid and cowardly person turned into a wounded beast.

The tears at the corners of their eyes were still there, but the eyes were covered by blood mist. They roared and drew their swords and rushed to the disciples of Xueyuezhai.

"Puff!Puff!..."

The sharp blade passed, the broken limbs and arms flew up, as if the entire sky was dyed bloody.

This blood color is still spreading, because the shouting of killing continues, and people are not dead yet.

Or maybe many people didn't expect that it would be the ending like this.

Perhaps, on the way they came, they were still thinking that this time, as before, the two sides would face each other, curse for half a day, and the battle would end.

However, no one expected that this would be the ending. Both sides were dying and no one could escape from the battlefield. They were like being pushed into a huge meat grinder and putting everyone in and stirring them up.

The people were crushed one by one, crushed one by one, and finally turned into minced meat and spread on the ground.

Blood stained the earth red and gathered into a river.

The blood that gathered into the river was flowing yellingly, even the weeds on the ground were dyed blood.

There was a vast blood, and I don’t know how many dead bones would be buried after this battle.

Perhaps, if Ye Xiuwen is present, the corners of his mouth will be slightly raised and he will sneer!

Because this is the world of the world, no one can keep it alone. Once a war begins, it will move the whole body.
Chapter completed!