Chapter 321

There was not much red blood, as if there were only about three cubes. Although he didn't understand the specific power of blood, Song Fei didn't want to try it personally. At the same time, a huge fire mass was condensed in his hand. Then, many flames shot towards the bright red blood.

The flame shot into the blood, and immediately sent out a "hissing" sound, accompanied by the smelly black smoke, and the blood was evaporated at the same time.

Then the bright red blood came quickly. It didn't wait for Song Fei to continue throwing out the fire, just like the waves patting Song Fei's body.

Song Fei's body immediately turned into layers of shadows, like a ghost in the wind. On the way back, there were waves of wind ripples.

The blood wave came quickly. Unexpectedly, Song Fei retreated faster after playing fengdun. He retreated and appeared a fire mass with his hands from time to time, roaring in front of him, closely following himself and patting the blood wave on his body.

It's a long story. From Song Fei's retrogression to continuous fire shooting, it's just between a few breaths, he constantly threw the flame into the blood wave, and the blood wave evaporated little by little until it disappeared.

Song Fei's prefecture level body method was finally displayed in front of everyone for the first time.

Although the prefecture level body method is only inferior to the prefecture level, it is far more precious than the spells and formulas of the same level.

The crowd watching the battle was even more surprised. Although they couldn't see the specific level of birth law for the time being, they also vaguely guessed that this sect leader with little background was not as simple as they thought.

If he didn't have the prefecture level body method, Song Fei only had to fight hard. It's hard to tell what the result is. However, with the magic of the prefecture level body method, he rubbed the blood dark spell and wiped it out bit by bit in front of him.

"Damn it." a ferocious look flashed on Xueming's face, and a bloody smell suddenly appeared on his body. Layers of blood light appeared on the white bone sword. Xueming held the white bone sword and shot at Song Fei opposite like a shell.

People are still 100 meters away from Song Fei. Xueming's white bone sword has been cut off in the air. A blood light like a waterfall appears on the white bone sword and rolls horizontally towards Song Fei's body.

Song Fei in the blood light was as stupid as a fool and didn't move.

Cut off the red waterfall like a drill, instantly cut Song Fei's body in two, separated from the top of his head, and evenly cut it in half.

The body cut in half didn't shed blood or fall down. It kept its original calm expression, and then slowly disappeared.

It's a virtual shadow.

The second layer of wind shadow of fengdun was finally displayed by Song Fei for the first time after a year. Of course, Song Fei at the moment can only use one virtual shadow, which is still a long way from the six virtual shadows reached.

Xueming's eyes swept across the sky. For a time, he didn't find Song Fei's figure. He quickly shouted bad. At the same time, he felt that there was a magnificent and violent energy behind him.

Song Fei dragged a small cluster of leaping flames with the tip of his finger, which turned into a violent flame and swept across Xueming's body.

The sneak attack and the distraction of Xueming just now, the violent flame severely swept Xueming's body, smashed Xueming's body protection mana, and blew the whole person of Xueming out.

Song Fei saw the blood Ming in the inverted flight, and the animal skin on his body also appeared bright red blood light, which quickly consumed his power to attack him.

The flame soon dispersed, and Xueming was blown 500 meters away, but Song Fei saw that Xueming, who stood in the void again, was not seriously injured as expected. Although there were bright red blood stains on the corners of Xueming's mouth at the moment, his injury was not serious.

The inside story of the great sect's genius also began to show in front of Song Fei's eyes. Song Fei's unique skill, Zhenyang fire dance, which he has always been proud of, finally encountered obstacles.

In the final analysis, in addition to the other party's robes, Xueming's mana is also better than himself. After all, he is only the first level of the golden pill. There is still too much difference in comparing his mana with these talented disciples.

Song Fei also began to really get in touch with the real strength of the talented disciples, which is not comparable to the old man hongqiuyan.

Song Fei believed that if the realm was at the same level, Xueming could not resist his true Yang fire dance at all.

Xueming gently wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with the index finger of his left hand, then put the bloody finger into his mouth and was sucked clean by himself.

Later, Xueming showed a ferocious look again, looked at Song Fei and said with a ferocious smile: "yes, it can hurt me. It's a very good attack method. However, your strength is still too weak. The first level of Jindan is only Jindan after all. The attack just now is your strongest attack. Unfortunately, the damage to me is still very small."

This time, the Zhenyang Fire Dance did not drain Song Fei's mana, but only used most of his power. With the strengthening of cultivation, the original unique skill began to become less useful than at the beginning.

Although he is still extremely powerful, he can't give full play to all his power at one time as before. After all, when Song Fei's strength has been greatly improved, he can't give full play to all his mana at one time.

As a result, Song Fei had long expected that Zhenyang fire dance also had limits. Even immortal level skills also had limits, and it was impossible to exert them indefinitely. At the moment, he could exert most of his mana at once. Song Fei was very satisfied.

After the color of the flame changes, his strength will become stronger. The power of Zhenyang fire dance will be greatly improved. Therefore, this spell that can be continuously improved according to his own flame will be the unique skill of Song Fei pressing the bottom of the box in the future.

After Xueming absorbed his own blood, he immediately turned into a long rainbow and shot at Song Fei. This time, he didn't wave his sword in the air. Until he approached Song Fei, the white bone long sword with blood red halo in his hand cut towards Song Fei's body.

Before the white bone sword was cut, Song Fei seemed to see a group of demons dancing around him, as if he were in a bloody hell, and many ghosts seemed to devour himself.

Song Fei was surprised and immediately understood that the sword cut by Xueming was not as simple as an ordinary sword, but a spell that can affect people's mind and spirit.

If Song Fei hadn't been cultivating the sun's true fire for a long time and his mind was tenacious against the sky, he might have been killed by Xueming's white bone sword in a moment just now.

This sword is so strange and powerful. Song Fei once again realized the horror of a talented disciple. If it weren't for himself, a person with poor cultivation would be in danger if he couldn't wake up from the bloody hell.

This sword has also surpassed the human level magic, at least reaching the prefecture level. And such a strange spell is more difficult to deal with than the five element spell. Even if the mana is almost the same, if you are not careful, you will still be reduced to the dead soul under the sword of Xueming.

But Xueming's luck was bad because he met Song Fei, a Song Fei whose nerve was tough and could not break down when his soul was burned by fire for half a month.

Just for a moment, Song Fei jumped out of the bloody hell. Song Fei's eyes changed and turned into a blue sky again. His eyes were turbid for a moment, and returned to Qingming at the moment of sinking.

Facing Xueming's bloodthirsty eyes, Song Fei suddenly showed a kind smile, but he was so shocked that Xueming's expression was very wonderful, and a thick incredible flash flashed on his face.

After the mana is broken, Xueming's sword is just like an ordinary sword. Although the damage is still very large in Song Fei's eyes, it's very simple not to be hurt by him.

Feng Dun continued to show. Song Fei's body was immediately close to Xueming's body. When he showed Xueming like an ordinary sword, it was too late to accept the move, and his whole body was full of flaws.

All the mana of Xueming was concentrated on the white bone sword in his hand, and the body protection mana on his face was greatly reduced, which was far less strong than before. Song Fei immediately pressed his right hand on Xueming's face, pressed his right index finger on his face, and once again jumped out a small flame the size of a soybean. Zhenyang fire dance was performed again, and Xueming was immediately pasted on his face by a huge flame, Blew out.

This time, it was different. Just now, it exploded close to Xueming's face, which increased several times the previous damage. Xueming's body was immediately bombed and flew out again.

It took more than 1000 meters to stop flying in the void. At the moment, Xueming was blown up by Song Fei.

On the platform, Xuetu stood up in amazement and stared at the Xueming blown up by Song Fei with unbelievable eyes.

The rest of them sighed when they looked at the blood butcher's loss of attitude. The sword just played by Xueming can affect people's mind. It is a unique skill of the blood killing door to press the bottom of the box, a real unique skill.

If Xuetu Shi exhibited the sword, the people present could only judge it first and spell it with magic. No one could break free in an instant after being affected by the sword.

At this time, no one laughed at the blood butcher's gaffe. It was a great sadness that his stunt was broken. If this kind of thing was put on his own, no one could guarantee that he could do better than blood butcher.

At this time, the people looked at Song Fei's eyes. In addition to being surprised, they also had a layer of doubt. This boy, how did he break the sword of Xueming just now.

After half a ring, Xuetu said in a very firm voice: "this boy, there is a treasure to prevent his mind from being disturbed. If he really had a great adventure."

This answer is accepted by most people. In addition, it really can't explain why song Feigang just got out of the sea of blood. In this world, there are many people with strong will, and there will also be people who can earn the sword by relying on willpower. However, people who break away in an instant and the sword has no influence from beginning to end, Song Fei is the only one who has a rebellious nerve.

This is the only one. There are no other branches.

"You can break my bloody hell." Xueming ignored his own injury, and his hoarse voice became very frightened, even a trace of fear.