Everlasting Dragon Emperor Chapter 947: Fu Puppet disciple crisis

Shoo! call out!

Two blood-colored sword gangs slashed down towards Lu with a terrifying power.

Lu Ming hummed coldly, strode forward, and patted two palms in a row.

Two crisp sounds, two blood-colored blade lights broke directly.

The pupils of the two young men in the blood knife continent shrank sharply, and their eyes showed incomparable horror.

Just now with two cuts, the two of them almost used their full strength, but they were easily defeated by Lu Ming.

"No, I'm an absolute master, go!"

The mole youth yelled, turned and ran.

The same is true for the other person. They knew that they had encountered the top arrogant talent in the Shenhuang Continent.

Lu Ming hummed coldly, stepping out, like a streamer, the next moment he chased behind the two of them, and struck out two consecutive palms.

Even though they tried their best to resist, the two vomited blood that were still hit, hit the ground, leaving a huge pit in the ground.

Lu Ming landed, a huge aura enveloping the two of them, and said coldly: "Say, where are the people from the Divine Desolate Continent?"

"Don't think about it, I said it, isn't it going to die? Anyway, when I die, I won't say it!"

The young man with big moles showed a crazy color in his eyes. At the same time, the blood flashed, and his blood seemed to be burning. With a roar, it turned into a sharp light and rushed in one direction.

The other young man also showed madness, turned into a knife light, and rushed in another direction.

"Looking for death!"

When Nine Dragons stepped out, Lu Ming first chased the young man with a mole. With Lu Ming’s current cultivation base, how fast is the speed of displaying the Nine Dragons stepping? In a few seconds, he caught up with the young man with a big mole and blasted out with a punch, directly killing the young man with a big mole.

Immediately, Lu Ming turned around and rushed to the other person.

"Kill!"

The man was so crazy that he couldn't escape, his eyes were blood-red, like a mad beast, he went to Lu Ming to kill.

But there was too much difference in strength, and was easily killed by Lu Ming.

Lu Ming frowned slightly. This man from the blood knife mainland has a domineering technique, and he is not afraid of death. Lu Ming has no news.

The Nine Dragons bloodline appeared, swallowing the energy of the youth of the two blood knife continents.

"Just now, the two of them went to the north, maybe they will get something to go to the north!"

With a move in his heart, Lu Ming flew towards the north.

To the north of Lu Ming, a million miles away, in a large mountain, a great battle is going on.

A mountain peak, gleaming, dazzling, inscriptions permeated, a large array emerges, forming a mask, shrouding the mountain peaks in it.

On the peak, there are about hundreds of people.

All of them are disciples of Fu Puppet Zong, some of them sit cross-legged, and some of them are constantly engraving inscriptions around the peaks.

The headed person has long silver hair and double pupils. He is a fantasy.

Led by him, there are Wen Lezhang, Bai Chixue, Ji Mai and others in it.

Shoo! call out!

Beyond the mountain peaks, the blood-colored knives glowed, terrifying, as if to split the world and slash towards them.

The sword light cut on the mask, and the mask kept shaking, and Huanzhen and the others also trembled slightly.

There are more than a dozen people around the mountain, but a few of them have a terrifying aura.

Everyone wore blood-colored robes and carried blood-colored sabers on their backs.

The costumes are exactly the same as the two youths in the blood knife mainland that Lu Ming met before.

"Fu Puppet Zong, with your strength, all die!"

A young man with long scarlet hair spoke coldly.

His strength is the most terrifying, his breath is strong, and the mask trembles violently when he cut it out.

"Why are you rushing to kill, our Fu Puppet Zong has no intention of competing with you for the last totem pole!"

Fantasy speaks.

"Hey, a group of flies, looking in the way, and, you have a lot of luck, and it's a piece of fat!"

The long-haired young man sneered.

The other young people also sneered, and a dozen people shot together, and the swords continued to slash towards the mountain.

Wen Lezhang, Bai Chixue and others trembled slightly. They consumed a lot of energy. If this continues, their mental power will be exhausted.

Once they lose the guardianship of the formation, their disciples of Fu Puppet Zong can only be tortured and killed by the opponent.

The opponent's strength is too strong, this is just a part of the blood knife continent, but among them, there are two of them at the same level as Huanzhen.

Once the formation is broken, Huanzhen can only block one person, but the other person can easily torture and kill other people. What's more, more than a dozen young people are extremely powerful.

Some people expressed bitterness. This time the battle of luck is beyond imagination, and Tianjiao from other continents will intervene. It is more dangerous than the previous battles of luck. Maybe, Fu Puppet To be annihilated.

"Wait a moment, I will engrave the formation and block them with all my strength, you guys go!"

Fantasy suddenly spoke to Wen Lezhang, Bai Chixue and others.

"Brother Huanzhen, no, let's go together!"

Wen Lezhang hurriedly said.

Fantasy stayed alone to block it, and it was absolutely ugly.

"Yes, we must walk together, stay together and stay together."

Others shouted.

"None of you can leave, the blood **** knife wheel! Broken!"

The scarlet long-haired young man drank coldly. A more terrifying breath erupted from his body. A huge scarlet wheel hovered over his head. This scarlet giant wheel seemed to be composed of countless blood-colored war knives, spinning extremely fast. It is as big as a mountain, rolling towards the mask of the mountain.

"Not good, hold on!"

The complexion of Huanzhen and others changed drastically, and the spirit of the eyebrows was beating rapidly, and it continued to diffuse out, pouring into the surrounding inscriptions.

Boom!

The scarlet knife wheel blasted heavily on the mask of the mountain.

The earth roars, the mountain peaks violently shake, and the mask covering the mountain peaks, one after another, bursting into pieces.

The complexion of Huanzhen and others changed drastically, and their bodies trembled. Some of them had low cultivation bases, and they spewed out blood.

The disciples who were sitting cross-legged, recovering or healing, also got up one after another to help guard the formation.

But the blood-colored knife wheel is too terrifying, constantly turning, like countless war knives, constantly cutting on the mask.

Touch! bump! bump!

The mask keeps bursting, and it seems that it will all be shattered.

"Release the puppet and open the way with the inscription rune~IndoMTL.com~ rush out!"

Illusion is really drunk.

At this moment, with a bang, all the formations collapsed, the mask was shattered, and many disciples of the Rune Puppet Sect released their puppets and surrounded the crowd. At the same time, bursts of inscription runes were stimulated, or turned into guards. Physically, or attacking, while rushing in one direction.

"If you want to escape, all die!"

The blood-haired young man controlled a huge knife wheel, pressed forward, and countless puppets burst into pieces.

A dozen swords slashed out, also impacting the attacks of the puppet and the inscription rune.

Although Fu Puppet Zong has a large number of people, but most of them are not strong in combat power, and they are far from the top masters in the blood knife continent.

There are more than a dozen people in the blood knife mainland, and the worst are the four-fold spiritual prince Tianjiao.

"Ah!"

The scream came out, and the disciple of Fu Puppet Zong was killed.

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