My peerless Martial Emperor was exposed by a beautiful apprentice!

Chapter 42 Berserk Storm!

"Roar!"

The ferocious Hunyuan Tiger roared ferociously again.

Just when people thought that the bloody sword energy was easily shattered under its claws, they saw blood gushing out!

Although the fierce Hunyuanhu blocked Ling Chen's sword, its claws burst under the sword energy.

"This!"

The scene in front of him instantly shocked everyone in the world, their eyes widened, showing expressions of unbelievable shock.

"The fourth-order king-level monster, the fierce Hunyuanhu, unexpectedly..."

"How is that possible? That's a magical beast equivalent to a strong Martial King."

"That...that sword has reached the power of a Martial King!"

……

"Master!"

"Master!"

Zhang Xiru and Bai Yunling, disciples of the Yunhai Sect in the sky, also stared extremely wide, and let out a cry of surprise at Murong Changhe.

"Blood-devouring Demon Art!" Murong Changhe slowly spit out these four words.

That calm old face finally became serious, and the hands behind him were finally put down.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Changhe saw Murong Changhe move, flying out of the Sky Fiend Hunyuanhu, and slammed his palm downward.

A huge palm print appeared in the world, and the world was instantly darkened.

"The big palm print of Yunhai! This is one of the unique skills of the Yunhai Sect, a mid-grade mysterious combat skill!"

"The sixth elder of the Yunhai Sect is angry, and once he makes a move, it is such a stunt."

"Everyone, run away!"

The palm print was so big that besides Ling Chen, it also enveloped many people below.

People immediately scattered and fled.

"Ling Chen!" Qiandie shouted in fright, the palm prints in her eyes became bigger and bigger, and the sky became darker and darker.

"Ah, no, senior Murong, spare me, I'm innocent." Looking at the big palm print under the cover, a fleeing martial artist was about to hit him, unable to escape, and immediately yelled at the sky.

There are many such people.

"No, Senior Murong!"

"Oh no!"

……

Murong Changhe no longer wanted to care about the lives of these people.

At the moment, he only has that "little demon" in his eyes.

Ling Chen pierced the sky with a sword!

A blood-colored sword light shot up from the sword, rushed straight to the sky, and rushed to the palm print.

Many people were shocked to see that the bloody light that soared into the sky directly pierced through the big palm print and punched out a big hole in the palm.

"Boom!" The big palm print of the sea of ​​clouds, like a mountain, slammed heavily on the top of the mountain, shaking the huge mountain violently, making the world unstable.

"what!"

"what!"

Dao Dao screamed continuously, and those warriors who ran slowly were finally slapped to death under the big palm of Yun Hai.

King Wu's prestige is powerless to contend.

Ling Chen, Xiao Shen, Duan Yin, Qian Die, they stood in the center of the big palm print, stood in the big hole, all intact.

However, Xiao Shen was still in shock, standing in a daze, somewhat at a loss.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The roar of the tiger roared again, and the ferocious Hunyuan Tiger opened its mouth as hard as it could, revealing sharp fangs like sharp knives, biting towards Ling Chen and the others below. Come.

On the Hunyuan Tiger, Bai Yunling held a white long spear, and a phantom of a white snake wrapped around it, stabbing down with anger.

At the same time, the Flying Demon Leopard and Zhang Xiru had also come down, and a raging black flame spewed out from the black panther's mouth, burning wildly.

Zhang Xiru held the sword, the sword moved, flashes of sword light dazzled the eyes, and fell like a meteor.

Flying Demon Leopard, a third-order spirit-level monster, Zhang Xiru, a two-star martial spirit realm.

"I want to see, this time, how you, the little demon, can break through!" The old and cold voice sounded, Murong Changhe was beside the fierce Hunyuan Tiger, still flying down in the air, his white hair swaying wildly in the wind, Another palm covered it.

The terrifying palm print of the sea of ​​clouds reappears!
"Murong Changhe, Heavenly Ominous Hunyuanhu, this time, it's equivalent to two martial kings and three martial spirits fighting together to suppress the little evil spirit."

"I really didn't expect this little demon to be so powerful. If he really grows up, the world will be in chaos."

"Yeah, it's already so fierce now, if he is allowed to continue to be strong, no one in Chu can stop him.

At that time, he will use the blood-devouring magic skill to devour the blood of living beings everywhere, and at that time, all the common people in the world will be doomed. "

……

"Ling Chen, can you block...?" Duan Yin's body was trembling.

"Ling Chen, you must work harder." Qiandie clenched her fists tightly and her body was shaking.

"Good brother, it's up to you." Xiao Shen also said.

And at this moment, the righteous people who were shocked by Ling Chen's combat power before and dared not make a move, took advantage of this moment to also make a move.

Front, rear, left, right, in all directions, sword shadows, knife shadows, gun shadows, fist shadows, palm shadows, leg shadows...

In just this moment, the top of the mountain looked chaotic, with all kinds of power, dazzling, all gathered towards the boy holding the black sword.

"Now, damn it." This is the voice of many people.

"It is an honor to die under such power."

The blood-colored awn of Shayue Black Sword shone extremely brightly, and even on the sword, the power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth was revealed.

Ling Chen has gathered the power of the blood moon five-element array on the sword, "Blood moon sword, mad sword storm!"

With a deep voice, Ling Chen slashed across with his sword.

But he saw his body, moving gracefully, with an elegant posture, spinning rapidly, with afterimages flashing in the air.

A bloody storm rose violently.

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!"

The bursts of sword chanting continued, as if thousands of swords were singing together.

If you look carefully, the bloody storm is actually formed by the gathering of thousands of bloody sword shadows.

The violent sword storm devoured everything, drowning Xiao Shen, Duan Yin, and Qian Die behind Ling Chen.

The fierce Hunyuan Tiger that swooped down, and the Bai Yunling on the Hunyuan Tiger, devoured it instantly.

Baiyun's big palm print, devour!

Murong Feihe, the strong King of Martial Arts, devour!

Flying Demon Leopard, Zhang Xiru, Black Flame, Meteor Sword Light, devour!

The power of chaos coming from all directions swallowed them all!

The bloody sword shadow storm has become the only one on this mountain.

"This...this...this...this..."

People looked at the scene in front of them, "this, this, this", they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

"What level of combat skill is this, it's... so terrifying!"

"I'm afraid, it's a high-grade Xuan-level, or, the legendary ground-level combat skills!"

"Hiss! Little demon, it's really scary."

"Could it be that that little demon is going to turn the situation around on his own?"

"This……"

"It's hard to tell the outcome until the last moment. It's still too early to draw conclusions."

"Well, although Murong Yunhe is in this bloody storm, he may not die in it."

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, the earth rioted again, and bursts of roaring sounded...

(End of this chapter)