Chapter 947: Discipline Crisis of FuYongzong

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call out! call out!

Two scarlet knives chopped down towards the landing, and the power was extremely terrible.

Lu Ming snorted, strode forward, and shot his palms in succession.

Two crunches sounded, and the two **** swords shattered directly.

The pupils of the two young men in the blood knife continent contracted sharply, and their eyes showed a terrified look.

With just two knives, the two used almost all their strength, but they were easily defeated by Lu Ming.

"No, it's a master, let's go!"

The black mole young man shouted, turned and ran.

The same is true of the other person. They know that they have encountered the top arrogance of Shenhuang Continent.

Lu Ming snorted, stepped out, like a streamer, and chased behind the two men at the next moment, striking two palms in a row.

Although the two tried their best to resist, the big mouth still spit blood and hit the ground, leaving a huge deep hole in the ground.

Lu Ming landed, a huge breath shrouded the two of them, and said coldly, "Say, what about the people of the Continent?"

"Come on, I said it, isn't it going to die? Anyway, when I die, I don't say it!"

The **** mole young man, with madness in his eyes, and blood flashing at the same time, his whole blood seemed to be burning, roared, turned into a blade of light, and rushed in one direction.

And another young man also showed his madness, turned into a knife, and rushed to another direction.

"court death!"

After Kowloon stepped out of the sky, Lu Ming first chased towards the young black mole. With Lu Ming's current cultivation practice, how fast can he perform Kowloon's footsteps? In a few strokes, he caught up with the **** mole young man, punched out, and directly killed the **** mole young man.

Immediately, Lu Ming turned and rushed to another person.

"kill!"

The man was so crazy that he couldn't escape, and his eyes were blood red, like a wild beast, screaming at the landing.

But the strength differed so much that Lu Ming was easily killed.

Lu Ming frowned slightly. This blood-knife continent, who practiced overbearing exercises, was intrepid and fearless, and was crazy. Lu Ming did not ask any news.

The Nine Dragon Bloodline appeared, engulfing the energy of the youth's blood from the two blood knife continents.

"Just now, the two went north, maybe, if you go north, you will get something!"

Moving in his heart, Lu Ming flew north.

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

Mountain peaks shone with light, dazzling, inscriptions filled, and large arrays emerged, forming masks, which enveloped mountain peaks.

There are hundreds of people on the mountain.

All of them are disciples of Fu Yangzong, some of them sit cross-legged, while some of them are constantly inscriptions around the mountain.

The person headed, with long silver hair, has double pupils, he is illusory.

Headed by him, there are Wen Yuezhang, Bai Chixue, Ji Mai and others.

call out! call out!

Outside the mountain, the **** sword lighted up, terrifying, as if to split the world and slash them towards the real.

The knife light was chopped on the mask, the mask kept shaking, and the body shook slightly.

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

Everyone is wearing a **** robe and carrying a **** sword.

It looks exactly the same as the two young men in the blood knife mainland Lu Ming encountered before.

"Fu Yangzong, with your strength, all die!"

A young man with long **** hair spoke coldly.

His strength is the most terrible, and his breath is strong. With a knife, the mask trembles violently.

"Why do you want to kill everything? We Fu Zongzong have no intention of competing with you for the last totem pole!"

The illusion opens.

"Hey, a bunch of flies, looking at the obstacles, and the luck value of you is really a lot, and it is also a piece of fat!"

Scarlet long-haired youth sneered.

Other young people also sneered. More than a dozen people shot together, and the sword light continued to cut towards the mountain.

Wen Lezhang, Bai Chixue and others tremble slightly, and they consume a lot. In this way, their mental strength will be exhausted.

Once the guardian of the formation is lost, their disciples of Fuyongzong can only be killed by the other party.

The other party's strength is too strong, here is just a part of the blood knife continent, but among them, there are two people at the same level as the fantasy.

Once the formation is defeated, Illusion can only block one person, but the other person can easily kill other people, not to mention, more than ten young people are also extremely powerful.

Some people showed bitterness. This time the battle of luck, beyond imagination, there will actually be the intervention of the Tianjiao of other continents. It is more dangerous than the battle of luck in the past. Annihilated.

"Wait a minute, I engraved the formation and tried my best to block them, you go!"

Huanzhen suddenly sent a voice to Wen Yuezhang, Bai Chixue and others.

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

Wen Yuezhang said quickly.

It is absolutely fierce and ill-fated that Illusion stays alone.

"Yes, let's go together, stay together."

Others also shouted.

"None of you can go away, Blood God Blade Wheel! Broken!"

The blood-colored long-haired youth drank coldly. A more terrifying breath broke out on his body. A huge blood-colored giant wheel was suspended above his head. This blood-colored giant wheel seemed to be composed of countless blood-colored war knives. , Rolling towards the mountain's mask.

"No, hold it!"

Huanzhen and other people's faces changed greatly, and the fire of their brows and spirits jumped rapidly, and they continued to diffuse out into the inscriptions around them.

boom!

The scarlet knife wheel slammed heavily on the mountain's mask.

The earth roared, the mountain peaks shook violently, and the light mask that enveloped the mountain peaks continued to explode.

Huanzhen et al.'s face changed greatly, his body shivered, and some were lowered, with a spit of blood.

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

But the scarlet knife wheel is too terrible, and it keeps turning, like countless war knives, constantly chopping on the mask.

bump! bump! bump!

The photomask is constantly exploding, and it seems that it will all be smashed.

"Release the puppet, open the way with the inscription rune, and rush out!"

The illusion really shouted.

At this time, with a bang, all the formations collapsed, the mask was smashed, and many Fuyongzong disciples released puppets around the crowd, while bursts of inscriptions were activated or turned into bodyguards. Or attackers, rushing in one direction at the same time.

"Want to escape, die all!"

The blood-haired youth manipulated the huge knife wheel and pressed forward, and countless puppets exploded.

More than a dozen swords were cut out, which also attacked the puppets and the inscription runes.

Although Fu Yangzong has a large number of people, but most of the combat power is not strong, it is too far away from these top masters of the Blood Sword Continent.

There are dozens of people in the blood knife mainland, and the worst are the arrogance of the fourfold spirit.

"what!"

The screaming came out, and Fu Yanzong's disciples were killed.