Chapter 382

"Boy, die."

The blood red stick in the blood demon immortal's hand is a medium-sized treasure. When those tentacle like streamers crossed the air, the air was cut and made a strange sound. With the blood demon immortal Zhenyuan pouring in, the blood red halo floated at the front of the stick and blasted heavily at the leaf dust.

"It's so weird. It can affect people's mind and mind. It's confused."

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and the whine of the streamer cutting the air made him a little afraid. You know, his current sword intention is enough to compete with the ordinary Dacheng sword intention perfectly. There are no distractions and no invasion of evil. In this way, the achievements of the real blood devil in the demon world are absolutely terrible.

Without any thought, ye Chen greeted the blood red stick with a sword.

Boom!

The blood red stick was much heavier than the metal. When the star trace sword was split, it was like splitting on a metal mountain. The strong impact came crazy. Ye dust couldn't stop his body. He stepped back five steps in a row, and the hard soil was trampled into dust.

And the blood devil immortal also walked three and a half steps towards the rear.

"You? When I hit with all my strength under normal conditions, he only retreated five steps, and it seems that he has the advantage of Zhongpin treasure. " The blood devil immortal looked at Ye Chen angrily. He was in a normal state, and ye Chen was not in a normal state. If the treasures in their hands were equal, he was not confident to let Ye Chen take five steps back, although each other stepped on the ground into powder.

"You take my sword!"

The right foot kicked a hole in the ground. Ye Chen held the sword in one hand and stabbed it out. He used the Gufeng kill that had not been used for a long time.

"No!"

The blood devil immortal saw that this sword implied the kill artistic conception, which also contained many branches of artistic conception, such as speed, such as distance. Under the sword, there was an illusion immediately. It was clear that the sword light had come to the front, and still thought it was far away.

"Roar!"

At this time, the blocking obviously fell into the inferior. The throat of the real blood devil was bulging, and Zhenyuan condensed a group of illusory skull. With the roar of the real blood devil, the skull broke out terrible sound waves. The sound waves were gray black, swept out like waves, and radiated in all directions.

"It's the sound wave again." Ye Chen saw it once from the corpse Taoist priest. He quickly withdrew his sword. Qinglian Zhenyuan protected his whole body from being hurt by the sound wave.

Buzz!

The speed of sound is the speed of sound, but under the urging of Zhenyuan, the sound wave sent by the real blood devil obviously exceeds several times the speed of sound, and the hard soil vibrates at an extraordinary frequency and disintegrates automatically. In terms of lethality, the sound wave skill displayed by the corpse Taoist priest can not be compared with the real blood devil.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. It's better to go." The radiation range of the sound wave is very wide. Zhang Xuan is only a few hundred meters away from the two people. He is shocked by the sound wave and his blood boils. His chest is stuffy and wants to vomit. He can't guarantee whether he will leave a secret injury again. Regardless of killing the blood demon with dim blood light, Zhang Xuan cracks the other party and runs away to the nearby passage.

The blood devil immortal has listed Ye Chen as a great enemy. Zhang Xuan doesn't care about leaving. What's more, he can kill Ye Chen and kill Zhang Xuan again. Just now, ye Chen's sword made him feel a threat. Fortunately, he used the great method of disintegrating the blood devil to exchange the secret script of ghost roaring skill with the sound wave ghost, which is different from the corpse ghost Taoist, The blood devil immortal has cultivated the ghost roar skill to a very high level, which is only a little worse than the sound wave ghost. Under this roar, the top star extreme situation strong people have to reverse the flow of Qi and blood and suffer minor injuries. However, ye Chen has nothing to do and doesn't change his face.

"On the purity of Zhenyuan, few strong stars can surpass me, otherwise they can't stop this sound wave." In the middle of Xingji, ye Chen's Zhenyuan is more than twice as pure as when he defeated the corpse ghost Taoist priest, so even if the ghost roar skill of the blood demon immortal is more powerful, it can't hurt him.

"Magic mourning wind stick!"

The body rose from the ground, and the blood devil immortal ignited a blood red flame. The blood red flame adhered to the stick and condensed blood red skeletons on it. These skeletons covered the whole stick and roared with open mouths.

Boom!

The air collapsed, and a large vacuum crack filled the air. Along with the crack, there were sticks adhered to the blood colored skull.

The heavy stick ignored the distance between them and smashed fiercely.

"What a powerful killing move, broken clouds in the sky!"

The winding lightning burst, and ye Chen burned a blue flame. A sword hit the center of the front end of the stick, impartial.

Creak!

The shock wave exploded in an instant, and the star Mark sword in Ye Chen's hand twisted and folded like a ripple.

"No, the limit of star trace sword is coming."

Although the inferior treasure ware is extremely tough and can withstand the infusion of Zhenyuan, it has experienced many battles, large and small, since following Ye Chen, many of them have experienced bitter and bloody battles of equal strength, such as the last fight with cold ice knife, even if it was the last fight to turn defeat into victory, but now it is different. As ye Chen enters the middle stage of the star pole, Zhenyuan becomes more and more pure and powerful, The star trace sword itself has been under a lot of pressure. It has fought with the famous blood demon immortal several times. The star trace sword is finally overwhelmed and shows signs of damage.

The blood devil immortal saw Ye Chen's embarrassment and laughed, "boy, the treasure is also a part of his strength. Die!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Holding the blood red stick, the blood devil immortal blasted at Ye Chen one by one. Each stick was thunderous and weighed more than the mountains, forcing Ye Chen to fight him.

"Green lotus turns into Qi!"

The illusory green lotus appeared, and dozens of hundreds of sword Qi were like sharp thorns on a hedgehog. It was shot out with a swish, and it was dark.

"It's useless. Break it for me!"

The blood devil immortal could not give up the good situation. The blood red stick swept wildly. Before the sword Qi came near, it was crushed and shocked into nothingness.

"Break!"

Whew!

One step out, the blood demon immortal suddenly appeared in the first five steps of Ye Chen, and a stick hit him.

Creak!

There were tiny cracks on the star trace sword, and the toothy metal explosion continued. At the next moment, thousands of fragments burst.

Star trace sword, broken!

"Ha ha, the swordsman lost his sword. It depends on how you compete with me."

The blood devil immortal is very happy. He has traversed the nanzhuo region for many years. He has not fought with the top swordsman. He knows very well that once the swordsman loses the sword, his combat power will be reduced by at least 50%. It is the sword intention that leads to this reason. The sword intention can play the greatest power only if it is attached to the sword. Losing the sword, the sword intention is wasted, and the attack power of Zhenyuan can be increased at most.

The air is torn, and the blood light cleaves to Ye Chen's head. The streamer like a tentacle is more terrible than a sharp blade. Even if the stick body can't hit Ye Chen and is wiped by the streamer, his head will break. Now he has lost his sword. It's not so easy for ye Chen to catch the attack of the real blood demon in the air.

Wheeze! Wheeze! Wheeze!

Ye Chen looked cold and solemn. He played with his hands and fired three green lotus swords in the air.

"What, the sword Qi is stimulated in the body."

The stick body blocked back, two sword Qi were annihilated, and the remaining sword Qi circled around the neck of the blood devil immortal, hissing.

"Out!"

The blood devil immortal thought that the sword Qi excited from the body would not be very powerful, so he blasted at the sword Qi empty handed.

Blood splashes!

The blood devil immortal snorted.

"Good boy, when I take you, you will die." The bones of his left hand came out. Ye Chen's green lotus sword Qi was like a saw blade. It not only cut his body guard Zhenyuan, but also left bloody sword marks on his palm.

Originally, if the blood devil immortal was more careful, even if he blew the sword Qi with empty hands, he might not be hurt, but he took the sword Qi as an ordinary sword Qi.

"The green lotus sword Qi is limited. Even if it is all excited, it is unlikely to hurt the blood devil immortal. It seems that the middle-grade sword in the blood red rock must be used. I hope it is not waste." Ye Chen is worried that what he gets is still a waste product and can't bear the infusion of Zhenyuan. In that case, he can only retreat three feet. He's not arrogant enough to fight the blood demon real person empty handed.

The light of the storage ring flickered, and the blood red rock appeared on Ye Chen's hand.

At this time, the blood devil real man forced him up and hit him with a stick.

Holding the sword handle on the rock surface, ye Chen greeted it with a move.

Karala!

Blood red rocks burst into pieces and countless broken stones splashed everywhere.

Sing!

Abrupt——

A sword chant sounded, and the dazzling three color brilliance diffused out, which dazzled the eyes of the blood demon immortal and ye Chen, and broke out with three times more powerful authority than the ordinary Chinese treasure.

"Damn it, this middle-grade treasure is unusual. Even if it's not a top-grade treasure, it's not far away." The blood devil immortal couldn't see the details of the sword in Ye Chen's hand and thought bitterly. At the same time, his attack became more fierce and killed.

Ye Chen glanced at the scabbard of the sword. The three color brilliance was emitted from the body of the sword when the sword was pulled out. The three color brilliance was a little special. It seemed to be superimposed together, not integrated with each other, but existed separately.

"Eh! Are the hilts three? "

Ye Chen was surprised, but the current situation didn't allow him to think about it. With a touch of his fingers, the dark blue sword light rose into the sky, blocking a bombardment by the blood demon real person.

"Thunder attribute medium grade sword, there are two more in it!" Ye Chen finally knows what's going on. There are three swords in the scabbard. Now only one of them is pulled out. These are not important. What's important is that the sword is not waste, otherwise it can't stop the full blow of the blood demon immortal.

"Broken clouds in the sky!"

Holding a dark blue sword, ye chenzhenyuan moves, and a sword cuts out the sky broken clouds containing the artistic conception of thunder clouds.

In the air riot, a thunder light with a thickness of half a meter and a length of tens of meters roared out. The terrible power was several times more ferocious than Tianlei, which made people feel irresistible. In the face of this thunder, which was actually sword light, the blood demon immortal was terrified. He had no time to dodge and could not dodge. Zhenyuan Yun turned to the limit and met it with a stick.

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