Chapter 707： Deadly aggrieved

Fan Qinglong's complexion changed sharply, and the true energy in his body gushed out to cover the wound.

The wound recovered in the blink of an eye.

However, Feiduan's eyes became more and more cold, blood was on the **** March sickle, he was gathered up, and his mouth was grinning. The blood instantly turned into a blood line and appeared around him.

Cast the spell directly.

Seeing Fei Duan's movements, Fan Qinglong's eyes suddenly condensed, and a chill surged in his heart.

But he saw the photo of the last fight in Feiduan.

His eyes changed immediately, and immediately after they gritted their teeth, a mouthful of blood spurted directly from his mouth and landed on the Flame Glazed Sword Tower.

Suddenly, the flame sword aura in the flame glass tower rose wildly.

Sword Qi exuding endless flames spurted from the sword tower, resisting the ten magic shadows.

boom!

With the help of essence and blood, the sword tower directly shook away ten magic shadows.

Then a huge flame giant sword appeared above the sword tower.

The flames rose in the giant sword, and the surrounding space felt ablated under the flames.

At the moment when the giant sword appeared, Fan Qinglong didn't hesitate, and directly slashed towards Fei Duan with a single sword.

He wouldn't let Fei Duan have a chance to cast a curse.

The flame giant sword volleyed into the air, and instantly appeared over the flying section.

The fiery flame force directly melted the scarlet thread in Fei Duan's hand.

Fan Qinglong will not give the opponent a curse.

When the blood was melted away, the flame giantsword still slashed towards the flying section.

Looking at the flame giant sword coming in the sky, Fei Duan's hideous face showed a hint of surprise, the other party did not even let him launch a curse.

Seeing the flame giant sword shrouded, Fei Duan felt a little helpless. He was practicing physical skills.

He was really hard to resist these attacks similar to energy bodies.

He moved his figure, but found that the huge sword was like a mountain range directly on his body.

"Look at you, under my sword, you can still live!"

The corner of Fan Qinglong's mouth was filled with a sense of coldness.

boom!

The great sword fell.

But at the moment of falling, the boiling flame on the giant sword seemed to be absorbed by something in the blink of an eye.

It was Jiaodu who shot.

A head appeared on Jiao Du's back, and that head just opened his mouth and sucked the flame into his mouth.

laugh!

But the heavy heavy sword still penetrated Feidan's body directly.

Blood ran down from Fei Duan's pierced body.

Feiduan looked at his chest with ferocious eyes, and a cruel blood-eating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Fan Qinglong looked at the flying section of his body pierced by him with a look of horror on his face.

Because although the opponent's body was pierced, the breath of the opponent's body was not weakened at all.

"Who the **** is this?"

Fan Qinglong said in horror.

At this moment, the ten magical shadows floating in the sky were fused together.

The fused magic shadow became several tens of meters in size, and the whole body was entangled with magic energy, and bursts of violent and **** magic energy broke out from the magic shadow.

The devilish energy that burst out made Fan Qinglong's sword energy boil, and he was not under his control.

boom!

The Demon Shadow blasted Fan Qinglong with a punch.

This punch seemed to gather the power of ten magic shadows, and attacked Fan Qinglong like a stormy wave.

Fan Qinglong's face changed drastically when he saw this punch.

I have been shrouded by the whole boxing strength, and there is no chance to retreat.

With a cold look in his eyes, a fierce light surging on his face, he shouted, and poured all the sword energy from his body onto the floating flame glass sword tower in front of him.

And still spouting a mouthful of blood and falling into it.

After this mouthful of blood, Fan Qinglong's face began to turn pale.

With the injection of sword qi and essence blood, the flames of the glazed sword tower became more radiant.

A wave of sharp sword energy erupted from the sword tower.

The burst of sword energy seemed to be able to cut all the surrounding space.

He raised his hand and grabbed the flame glass sword tower.

Then in the sword tower, flames, sword aura, and the color of colored glaze, gathered frantically, and finally formed a flame colored glaze sword mark.

A powerful sword light erupted from this sword print, and the sword light was filled with endless killing energy.

He directly blasted the sword print out.

Jian Yin slammed toward the fist blasted by the demon shadow.

boom!

The powerful sword print collided with the fist, making a violent explosion.

"How many punches can this sword seal be?"

At this moment, the sound of laughter appeared in Fan Qinglong's ear.

When his voice fell, the Demon Shadow punched again, blasting with one punch, and one punch was more powerful than one punch.

After ten punches, Fan Qinglong's sword print was shattered.

Pouch!

A mouthful of blood was sprayed from Fan Qinglong's mouth.

Just at this time.

At this time, a force of energy wrapped the sprayed blood, and it was Jiao Du who shot it.

After Jiao Du caught Fan Qinglong's blood, he sent it directly to Feiduan Bloody March sickle.

The flying curse was activated again.

Upon seeing this, Fan Qinglong wanted to stop, but the air magic shadow continued to punch.

Prevent him from getting out of the phone.

boom!

When Fan Qinglong blocked the punch, the Feiduan Cursed Array had already appeared.

He stood in the circle, looking at Fan Qinglong, the hideous color on his face was even worse.

In Fan Qinglong's gaze, a dark spear appeared in Fei Duan's hands.

In fact, the main purpose of this dark spear was not to attack the opponent, but the flying segment used the spear to pierce itself to cause damage to the target.

laugh!

The dark spear was thrust directly into his chest.

"what!"

Just when the fly segment stabbed his chest, Fan Qinglong let out a scream His chest was also pierced and blood was flowing.

Under the effect of this wound, the sword qi in his body was a little riot.

But there was also an abnormal fear in his heart.

The other party's method is too weird.

He covered his wound and retreated quickly, but at the moment he retreated, Feiduan actually pierced his right leg with that dark spear!

laugh!

A huge scarlet hole appeared in the right leg.

Fan Qinglong, who had fled, only felt a sharp pain in his right leg, followed by a blood-colored hole, and blood kept flowing out.

He mobilized the true energy in his body to repair the injury on his body.

Pouch!

However, a blood hole appeared in his dantian at this moment, and no trace of strength in his body could be used.

He looked at Feiduan.

At this time, Fei Duan had just taken out the dark spear from his dantian.

He looked at Fan Qinglong with a grim look, and the dark spear was aimed at his neck.

In Fan Qinglong's horrified eyes.

The dark spear pierced directly through his throat, and gurgling blood flowed down from the spear.

Fan Qinglong watched Fei Duan thrust the spear into his throat.

Then I felt a blood hole in my throat, gurgling blood flowing out.

As the blood continued to flow, his breath began to weaken.

His eyes became blurred, and he finally threw a plop and fell directly on the ground.

Fan Qinglong, the lord of the first hall of the sword palace, died in his own first hall just like that.

The death is a bit too frustrated.