Undead Valkyrie

Chapter 623

Apart from scolding Meng Tianchen, Wuhen old ghost was very helpless.

There is no way to retreat now, the only way to fight is to let go, so why give birth to some meaningless fear.Even though Zhongji Batian is the supreme existence in the entire Azure Dragon Abyss, and it is extremely difficult, he Wuhen old ghost is not afraid.

In the eyes of Wuhen old ghost, a sharp light flashed.

Above the void, the two figures faced each other from a distance, their bodies exuded terror, and there was an endless pale killing aura criss-crossing the void, but if they came within [-] meters of the two of them, the pale killing aura would collapse instantly .

"Huh?" Who is Zhongji Batian?He quickly discovered something was wrong, the other party was completely hidden in a black mist, and he couldn't see clearly, but he clearly felt that the other party did not have the slightest trace of the blood of the Holy Flame Tiger Clan.

All of this is not important anymore!
"Old Patriarch of the Shengyan Tiger Clan, do you admit to killing me, Patriarch Kan, who is a strong member of the Black Qilin Clan?" Zhongji Batian spoke slowly, his voice was calm, but it seemed to come from Nine Netherness, without any warmth.

The Wuhen old ghost's eyes flickered slightly.

"That's right! A scumbag, if you kill it, kill it!"

The old ghost Wuhen didn't have the slightest intention to shirk this matter, and directly agreed for Meng Tianchen, with a strong and domineering vigor in his voice!
mad!
Nima, the entire Central Territory, the boundless territory, is the first time that Old Ghost Wuhen said that Banbu Dazun is scum!

Others, who dares to say?
Zhongji Batian's face was expressionless, but the depths of his eyes instantly turned into endless coldness.

"Since that's the case, you can die!"

As the words fell, Zhongji Batian stepped forward in one step, and the magic knife in his hand whizzed down from top to bottom.

With this blow, Zhongji Batian shot with all his strength without any reservations. He wanted to kill the ancestor of the Holy Flame Tiger Clan directly with the momentum of thunder, without giving him the slightest chance to struggle and fight back. Only in this way can the Black Qilin Clan be inspired. The military prestige has even caused his own prestige to skyrocket again!
He is the overlord of the extreme!Will not lose, not in the past, not today, and not in the future!
Die, old ghost of the Shengyan Tiger Clan who hides his head and shows his tail!

This knife raged fiercely.

This knife is dazzling.

This knife is earth-shattering!
The black sword light is like a streamer that splits the sky and the earth, and in a flash, it comes with a bang!

"Damn it, it's a bit strong!"

The Wuhen old ghost, who was screaming secretly, had his pupils constricted and his face turned slightly pale. The aura mixed with this knife made him feel as if he had been hit hard in the chest, and he was suppressed by the tyrannical aura carried by it before he touched the supernatural power. commander in chief!This kind of power is definitely the peak existence of the entire Jiawu Continent.

As long as he goes a little further, he can achieve the great position of the venerable Xiaoyao.

Slashing mountains and rivers with one sword, and cutting across the sea, perhaps only these words can set off the momentum of Zhongji's domineering sword!
call!
Taking a deep breath, the old ghost Wuhen didn't have time to think about it. No matter what, he could only fight with all his strength, there was no way to retreat, no way to avoid it!

A single palm was stretched out from inside the black robe, and three fingers were stretched out to press down on the void. A cold and sinister aura suddenly erupted from the bottom of his eyes. All the pure energy is integrated into these three fingers!

Facing the sure blow of Zhongji Batian, even the Wuhen old ghost is on the verge of danger, and the only thing he can use to fight against him is the secret magic power, the trump card.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Three crackling sounds sounded almost at the same time, forcing the secret method, Wuhen old ghost's fingertips couldn't bear the shock of the mysterious force, at this moment they all burst open, black air flowed out, and the fingers collapsed.

"Shut up!"

With a scream, Wuhen's old ghost's aura circulated crazily, and his originally solid figure swayed and swayed, as if he was about to collapse.

However, his eyes are still calm, although they are dim, there is no anxiety, only a trace of coldness flows in them.

Raising his head to meet the bright saber, Wuhen Old Ghost's pale face suddenly showed a hint of evil spirit, and he loosened his three fingers!

boom!
Like a sudden gust of wind blowing on a calm sea, stirring up and down the entire ocean, vast and monstrous waves ravage across the sky, threatening to destroy!

"Silent Blood Blade!"

Unexpectedly, the old ghost Wuhen also condensed a blade, but this blade was blood-colored.

It seems to be stained with fresh blood, showing a faint blood color. The moment this thing appears, it devours the vitality of the world like a black hole. Along with the devouring process, the sharp body explodes at an astonishing speed, and the aura it emits is even more impressive. The human scalp was numb, and there was no trace of blood on the face.

From afar, Zhongji Batian Yidao and Wuhen Old Ghost's Lonely Blood Blade are like two peerless knives, exuding a destructive aura, carrying a terrifying aura of supremacy, crossing the void, and brazenly meeting each other.

Knife, the overlord of soldiers, the master of killing, does not coexist with the same kind!

When two knives meet, one must be broken, and there will be no end to death!

In the eyes of everyone, two blades slashed down at the same time, one was as bright as a stream of light, trying to tear the sky apart, and the other was as mighty as a tide, trying to annihilate the common people!

boom!
A loud noise erupted, mixed with the terrifying energy overflowing from the collision of the two blades. This energy is so powerful that all living beings that fall into it can be wiped out with a slight disturbance.

In the dim void, the ripple-like power of time and space spread wildly to the surrounding area, exuding an aura of destruction.

The coercion was like a tide, like a battle between gods, and the aura scattered and blasted into the city of Heisha. Countless black unicorn warriors groaned in unison, their faces turned pale instantly, and even the weaker ones had blood from the corners of their mouths, and looked up in shock at this moment. First, looking at Yidao who was collapsing rapidly, his pupils constricted, showing disbelief.

Zhongji Dominant Heavenly Demon Sword One Slash is not the enemy of this mysterious man's bloody blade!
Above the void, although the two saber glows are still in an evenly matched situation, it is not difficult to find out with a little sensing. Although the power of the Ji Batian's bright saber is extremely strong, it only has a momentary power. Once it explodes, it will pursue the highest destructive power. Persistence is its biggest weakness.

So go all out, then decline, and exhaust three, that's exactly what it is.

Wuhen Old Ghost's Silent Blood Blade was able to block the brilliant blow of the Zhongji Batian Demon Saber, and he already had the absolute upper hand in this battle of supernatural powers.

But even so, the old ghost Wuhen didn't show any color at this moment. The opponent's magic knife had an invisible force through the magic power, which had already invaded his body, and went straight to his mind!

This, I'm afraid, is the true power of the supernatural power of the Zhongji Batian Demon Saber!

One knife cuts two bodies, one cuts the body, the other cuts the mind, the burst of supernatural power is unbearable even for other half-step masters and peak powerhouses.

It's a pity that this supernatural power failed completely in front of Wuhen old ghost!
How powerful his mind is, let alone a half-step venerable, even if it is a real lord of heaven and earth, it is difficult for ordinary people to match the mind of this old ghost.

boom!
The magic knife blade light collapsed suddenly, and Zhongji Batian hummed in a low voice, his face turned pale in an instant, his body was smashed into Heisha City as if he had been hit hard, smashing the majestic military camp that was built.

In the sky above the secluded fortress, even though they are extremely far apart, everyone seems to be able to feel the power fluctuations from the Zhongji Batian hitting the ground, and countless warriors of the Holy Flame Tiger Clan gasped in unison.

Victory!

In a head-to-head confrontation, the mysterious ancestor of my Shengyan Tiger Clan who suddenly emerged unexpectedly defeated Zhongji Batian, the commander of the Black Qilin Clan!
After reflecting it, the excited shouts erupted!

Patriarch Huyan frowned, although his face was calm, but there was something strange in his eyes, there was shock, joy, and especially a little bit of surprise?
As for the other five ancestors of the Shengyan Tiger Clan, they were also deeply shocked at this moment. Whether they believed it or not, the facts before them could not be questioned.

This figure seems to have been seen somewhere, it seems that there was someone in the image sent from Shengyan City.

It is so mysterious, the whole body is hidden in the black mist.

Old Ancestor Qu was frowning. If I remember correctly, that figure was very similar to the mysterious strong man behind Meng Tianchen in the Meng Mansion.

Not only Patriarch Qu, Patriarch Shanyan and others were also extremely confused and surprised.

After defeating Zhongji Batian's black sword light and the blade of the silent blood, it swept over like a loud noise, exuding a terrifying and destructive aura, passing through Heisha City, and no one dared to stop it in the slightest!

Zhongji Batian's defeat was like a slap across the face. The black Qilin tribe warriors who had already been slapped were dizzy and their ears were buzzing. They looked at the mysterious black shadow in the sky, and there was only endless fear!
The Wuhen old ghost took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the emptiness in his body. Now his consumption is too great, and he is almost at the end of his exhaustion. Forcibly using the taboo supernatural power of the Blood Blade, he endured a terrifying loss and was able to persevere. Don't fall all rely on a single idea to persist.

Now he was lucky enough to defeat Zhongji Batian and deter all the black unicorn warriors in Heisha City, but the old ghost Wuhen knew that if he showed any signs of dissatisfaction at this moment, the countless terrified black unicorn warriors around him would be desperate Swarm up and tear him to shreds!
After persisting to the last step, there must be no accidents!

The Wuhen old ghost once again calmed down, forced his figure to solidify, stepped forward, followed the blade of the blood, and walked in the void. The speed was neither fast nor slow, maintaining an indifferent look, and did not hide the paleness on his face.

But the more this happened, the more unfathomable a feeling formed in the hearts of the black unicorn warriors. They only felt that the pressure on their chest was getting heavier and heavier, and they dared not look up slightly!
quiet!
The entire Heisha City was dead silent, and under the eyes of countless unwilling and fearful eyes, the Wuhen old ghost walked forward, farther and farther, and finally landed with one step, stepping out of the battle zone of the Black Qilin Clan.

"hey-hey!"

The corner of his mouth was raised, and he turned his head to show a sneer at where Zhongji Batian was. Then he turned around and waved his hands to tear apart the space, and the figure disappeared immediately.

Zhongji Batian's heart skipped a beat, as if he was ashamed of being seen through his thoughts, his face flushed slightly, but then he secretly rejoiced that Wuhen old ghost crossed Heisha City before, Zhongji Batian several times Wanting to make a move, he hesitated again and again and finally dared not take the risk, but he had his own plan in mind, and everything depended on how the mysterious person reacted after leaving the Black Qilin clan's first step.

To get out of a dangerous situation, no matter how cautious people are, they will definitely show joy. As long as the other party shows the slightest joy, Zhongji Batian will not hesitate to make a move.

(End of this chapter)