Fortune Shrine

Chapter 3928
"Kyushu Sect, Master Beiming is here, come out quickly and die!"

The sound echoed in the void like thunder.

Terrifying energy surged, and a group of stalwart figures came through the air.

The person in the lead was dressed in a blood robe, his eyes were like hooks, and a few strands of red hair fluttered in the wind, like an unrivaled god and demon, giving people an unparalleled feeling.

Who else is it if it is not the Blood Emperor of Beiming?

The head of Liuyu sect and Lord Jingshui both shrank their pupils, full of fear.

Especially when they sensed the former's gaze, their faces became even paler.

Yes!

The bright eyes of the Blood Emperor of Beiming swept towards the two of them.

"Humph!"

He only heard a soft snort, and then looked away. Obviously, at this moment, he didn't want to embarrass the two of them. The two of them are nothing but grass. As long as the right master is taken down, it's not too late to deal with the two of them at any time.

As for the two of them, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and their backs were completely soaked, as if they had been scooped up from the water.

It's true that I didn't leave or stay or stay, so I had to continue reading with trepidation.

"Fang Yi, don't get out yet!"

At this moment, the disciples of the Kyushu sect below had almost escaped, and the surrounding space became extremely silent.

Behind the Blood Emperor of Beiming, a burly man shouted first.

"Oh! Now I know I'm afraid? Why did you go early? If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple."

A group of people shouted.

However, there was still silence below and in the endless fog.

Quietly a little weird.

Beiming Blood Emperor also narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he noticed something unusual.

But the strong blood clan behind him obviously didn't think so, only Fang Yi, Jiuzhouzong and others were frightened and ran away long ago.

"Hmph! One punch is useless, even with this ability, you dare to be an enemy of my blood clan, you are beyond your control."

"Today, I will completely erase the Kyushu sect."

The burly man said, striding forward.

This stride fell directly over the Kyushu Sect, and with his giant palm, a terrifying energy spewed out instantly, like a mountain torrent bursting a dike, rushing for thousands of miles.

The Kyushu sect below seemed to be crushed in one fell swoop.

However, a strange scene appeared.

When the terrifying energy fell, Kyushu Sect was not affected at all, as if the two were not in the same plane at all, no matter how fierce the palm was, it would not affect Kyushu Sect even a little bit.

"what happened?"

A group of people looked at each other in dismay, seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.

The Blood Emperor of Beiming is no exception.

"It's an illusion!"

He blurted out, his face full of disbelief.

hallucinations?

A look of surprise flashed across the eyes of the burly man, and he was about to say something, but unfortunately, at this moment, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura, as if he was stared at by a god of death.

not good!

His expression changed drastically, and he was about to retreat, but, at some point, a sharp sword appeared in the direction where he was retreating.

And he bumped into that sword straightly.

The sharp sword passed through the chest.

His pupils also suddenly dilated, filled with disbelief, maybe he never dreamed that he, a dignified sixth-level Daoist, would actually be able to do so.

In particular, the terrifying and destructive meaning coming from the sword body is killing his vitality little by little.

No matter how he resisted, the sense of destruction seemed unaffected, and his wound was also expanding rapidly, from a small hole at the beginning to slowly becoming a big hole.

Until his whole body turned into fly ash, not even a single residue remained.

The huge scene also completely fell into deathly silence.

How can it be?

just die?
The head of Liuyu Sect and Jingshui Xianjun looked at each other, their faces were pale, and they both saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

They are both on the sixth level of the avenue, and they are no strangers to the burly man.

They thought they were on par with each other in strength, but in the end...

It was such a strong man who died in such an unexplained manner, under their noses, under the noses of all the strong blood men and the Blood Emperor of Beiming.

If they saw this with their own eyes, they would not be able to believe it no matter what.

You know, they have been here for a while, and they think they know everything about this place.

How did that sword appear?And there are other people hidden around here, they don't even know about it?It's just...

Not to mention the two of them, why not the Blood Emperor of Beiming.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he gritted his teeth.

"Bastard! Come out and die!"

He only heard him sternly shouted, and his huge figure was also swept away, and a terrifying blood palm directly slapped the sharp sword.

The mighty divine power gushed out and shattered the space. At the end of the sword, a figure finally appeared in front of everyone. It was not as imagined. The figure was not Fang Yi, but Ao Xue.

This?
Everyone was shocked, obviously a little surprised.

It's not that they look down on Ao Xue, on the contrary, they know that Ao Xue is extremely good.

It's just that I didn't expect to be able to kill the sixth level of the Dao with one blow. Although there are many external factors in it, a quick kill is a quick kill, and any reason is pale.

Ao Xue was so strong that at this moment, their faces became a little ugly.

The expression is also full of fear.

"It's you!"

The Blood Emperor of Beiming was also surprised, and his killing intent became more and more intense, "You are courting death!"

As soon as the death word came out, the terrifying power in his body was like a mountain torrent.

"Bastard! He killed Lao Liu and killed him!"

At this moment, the strong blood clan seemed to come back to their senses, each of them was furious, and a terrifying breath erupted from their bodies.

These people, all of them are super strong, and they are all existences who can establish sects in the fantasy domain. It is conceivable that there are so many people who are facing difficulties at once.

The head of Liuyu Sect and Lord Jingshui only felt numbness in the scalp and chills in the back.

However, just as they were about to rush up.

In the endless mist, one after another faint ripples rippled, and sharp swords roared out, behind them, in all directions.

The huge void is like an ocean of swords.

"Quick! Watch out for these swords!"

These people are not ordinary people, they caught these swords in an instant and tried to avoid them.

Even confident people greeted them directly.

However, this kind of behavior is undoubtedly courting death. The unparalleled sharp sword pierces through everything, not to mention fierce, it is also extremely strange and unpredictable.

Just kidding, this world has long been shrouded by the four major sword formations.

Today's four major sword formations are not ordinary sword formations. Fang Yi obtained the drawing of the sword formation of trapping immortals, and also comprehended a trace of charm of the drawing of the immortal formation from Daoist Wuwang, which is no longer comparable to the past.

The four major sword formations are already extremely powerful, and the Zhuxian sword formation, which is known as the number one killing formation in the Three Realms, is just a bit of charm, but it is not a problem to kill these blood races.

Brush brush! !

I only heard the sword lights tearing apart, and the blood mist sprayed away. In an instant, several strong blood clansmen fell into the pool of blood.

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(End of this chapter)