Chapter 1692： You can't go today

Suzaku Divine Fire, the most powerful flame in the world.

Under the world, only Suzaku was born with it, and no other person or monster could own it.

But right now, Venerable Blood Sword actually saw Lu Feng using his sword tactics to condense the Suzaku divine fire that he could not have, how could he dare to believe it.

However, the closer and closer Suzaku Shenhuo made him have to believe it!

"Don't think about it!"

With a roar, Venerable Blood Sword once again madly mobilized the power of the Soul Devouring Blood Array formation, trying to suppress the Suzaku Divine Fire with the power of the formation.

He believed that even if Lu Feng could use that sword tactic to condense the Suzaku Divine Fire, he would definitely not be able to hold on for too long, there must be a time limit.

When the time is up, the so-called Suzaku sacred fire will surely dissipate between heaven and earth!

Until then, it is my own opportunity.

However, his soul-devouring blood formation originally mobilized him to kill those warriors, the blood of the people, and the Suzaku Shenhuo had natural restraint on these blood.

When he was mobilized, those vitality had disappeared under the approach of Suzaku's divine fire.

Dissipated faster than before!

Furthermore, the Suzaku Sword slammed into his Soul Devouring Blood Array faster.

The Suzaku divine fire burst instantly, and the terrifying divine fire fell on the soul-devouring blood array, rapidly burning the blood contained in the power of the array.

Even the power of those formations was quickly burned out.

The whole formation is shaky!

"Do not!"

Venerable Blood Sword tried desperately to mobilize the true energy in his body, trying to stabilize his formation.

But under the burning of Suzaku's divine fire, he was powerless, he could only watch the formation being burned by Suzaku's divine fire.

"boom!"

Soon, Suzaku Shenhuo wrapped the entire formation, and in the blink of an eye, the formation had completely disappeared.

"puff!"

The sound of blood vomiting from the mouth came from the air, and Venerable Blood Sword appeared pale in the sky.

His whole body became very fragile, and his soul trembled.

The breath of life is sometimes absent.

It looked like he was seriously injured.

"This...what's going on?"

The warriors who were watching were all dumbfounded when they saw it.

Just now they only saw the formation rise, completely enclosing Lu Feng in the formation, and they didn't even see what was left in the formation.

Did not see the battle in the formation just now.

But he didn't expect that when the formation was exhausted, Lu Feng was safe, but instead arranged the formation, and the blood sword Venerable who seemed to be inevitable was seriously injured.

"You...you...what kind of sword art is this?"

Venerable Blood Sword looked at Lu Feng, and his voice trembled when he spoke.

"Six Gods Sword." Lu Feng smiled slightly.

Venerable Blood Sword frowned and thought about it, but he never had this memory in his mind, and said: "You have never heard of the sword art deity, but the deity has to admit that your sword art is very powerful. , Is the most powerful sword art that the deity has seen in thousands of years of cultivation."

"This battle, the deity was defeated!"

"Blood... Venerable Blood Sword, gave up?"

When these words fell, those warriors who heard it were all dumbfounded.

Venerable Blood Sword at the pinnacle of the dignified Saint Eighth Heaven, unexpectedly surrendered under Lu Feng's hand?

This... isn't this kidding?

The warriors who were onlookers wished that this was a joke, but the look of Venerable Blood Sword was not a joke.

"Sir, how can you give up?!"

Nangong Ling was even more embarrassed. His Ice and Snow Dynasty imperial family took out the population of five counties to practice swords for Venerable Blood Sword, in order to let Venerable Blood Sword kill Lu Feng, so that the Ice and Snow Dynasty could do a lot in the future. .

But now, Venerable Blood Sword has surrendered, and the Ice and Snow Dynasty really lost his wife and broke down!

"To shut up!"

Venerable Blood Sword glared at Nangong Ling.

I was also complaining about Nangong Ling. If it weren't for the false news from Nangong Ling that Lu Feng was just a warrior from the fifth heaven, he wouldn't be here.

Fortunately now, Lu Feng is a warrior at the peak of the Seventh Heavenly Sovereign, and he also controls the initial Xuanwen and that strange sword art.

With such an ability on Lu Feng's body, the fighting power that bursts out even if he uses the Soul Devouring Blood Sword is still a disadvantage.

How can I fight this?

Venerable Blood Sword knew very well that he was not Lu Feng's opponent.

It is better to leave here earlier.

He slightly arched his hand towards Lu Feng and said, "The present deity that your Majesty the Monarch gave to the deity today has been written down, and his Japanese deity will surely ask your Majesty to get it back!"

"Farewell!"

Venerable Blood Sword planned to leave after speaking.

"Farewell? Where are you going?" Lu Feng smiled slightly and said: "You come to my Nanyan Dynasty's dynasty ceremony to show off your martial arts, and now you want to leave?"

"Oh? Hearing what your Majesty means, I want to tell the deity that I can't go?" Venerable Blood Sword paused, turned his head to look at Lu Feng, and smiled slightly.

Those warriors who were watching were also stunned.

For the current Lu Feng, the best result is naturally that Venerable Blood Sword surrendered. The Nanyan Dynasty preserved its face, and even by defeating Venerable Blood Sword at the Eighth Heaven Peak The prestige of Yuzhou has increased to the extreme.

For Lu Feng's Nanyan Dynasty, this is the best ending.

But wanting to kill Venerable Blood Sword, this is a bit too ridiculous.

Venerable Blood Sword is a warrior at the eighth heaven peak of the Venerable. He wants to leave. Who can stop him?

Even if Lu Feng has the ability to defeat Venerable Blood Sword, but he wants to kill him, I am afraid it will be empty talk!

"You are right, today, you can't go." Lu Feng smiled.

"Hahaha!"

Venerable Blood Sword smiled back in anger, and said: "One can't walk today, but the deity wants to see how you made me unable to walk today."

When the sound fell, the figure of the Venerable Blood Sword had disappeared, leaving only the voice in the air: "Lu Feng, today's matter, the deity remembers, next time, the deity will kill you!"

"Don't wait for the next time, because you don't have the next time."

Lu Feng spoke out softly, with his right hand facing the air and squeezed sharply.

I saw that the space he was facing turned out to be distorted.

Before everyone wanted to understand what was going on, four initial mysterious texts suddenly appeared around the space: Yu, Zhou, Hong, and Huang.

"Four elephants are trapped!"

The four initial profound texts burst into light instantly, condensing the profound formation, becoming a sleepy formation.

In the trapped formation, the figure of Venerable Blood Sword emerged!

"what?"

The warriors who were onlookers were shocked, and said, "Why didn't Venerable Blood Sword run away?"

"You...your formation, when...when was it arranged?"

The Venerable Blood Sword in the four elephants trapped in the formation was even more pale at this time, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't believe the space he was in.

Just after he put down his harsh words, he had already mobilized the rules of space under his control and wanted to escape from here.

But without waiting for his spatial rules to operate, he felt a strange rule around him, and when he reacted, he was already in this trap.