Chapter 2694 Bronze Armor

"What kind of treasure is this, and why is it so powerful?" Tianfeng Zhenjun felt that his knowledge had been subverted. How could the ant in front of him possess such a heaven-defying treasure?

Wang Hao didn't say a word, and he attacked fiercely. He waved the bloody sword in his hand, and countless bloody sword energy flew out, attacking True Lord Tianfeng continuously!

Tianfeng Zhenjun pinched the magic formula, and the void behind him made a hunting sound, and a bright blue light bloomed, and the shadow of a huge blue crane appeared in the sky.

Qinghe has slender legs and a long neck. His feathers are all green, and he has a faint shadow of Qingluan.

With a high-pitched roar, the phantom of the blue crane spurted out a ball of flames to attack the incoming sword energy.

Everyone knows that Tianfeng Zhenjun is good at wind spells, but in fact he has the blood of Qingluan and is also good at fire magic, but he rarely uses it in front of others. Most of those who know this secret have become the dead souls of his men.

It was precisely because of this trump card that he became so famous.

As the Qingluan True Fire raged, a large amount of bloody sword energy was swallowed up, a rumbling sound sounded, air waves rolled, and the firelight overwhelmed the blood light for a while!

Wang Hao snorted coldly and used the sword technique again. The bloody sword energy continued to flow endlessly!

He clasped his hands together and waved fiercely. There was a roar in the void, and a bloody sword fell from the sky!

Tianfeng Zhenjun's pupils shrank, and he quickly activated his cyan flying knife to meet him.

With a "ding" sound, the green flying knife broke instantly, and the bloody sword cut Zhenjun Tianfeng into two halves with unparalleled momentum.

Wang Hao frowned. The phantom of the Dharma in the sky still existed. It was impossible for True Lord Tianfeng to die like this.

Soon, his body turned into a wisp of blue wind and disappeared. It was obviously a fake body!

"Let's see how many times you can escape." Wang Hao was not discouraged. If Mahayana monks were so easy to kill, they wouldn't be the ones ruling the world!

He activated the blood-devouring sword with all his strength, and at the same time expanded the pseudo-spiritual domain to its maximum range. For a moment, the entire space in the pseudo-spiritual domain turned into blood.

Streams of bloody sword energy were flying in the sky, and the swords screamed loudly. These sword energies were arranged and combined, turning into various forms such as sword dragons, sword eagles, sword pythons, sword tigers, etc., and pounced on True Lord Tianfeng from all directions!

Wang Hao's magic power was like a flood that broke a bank, being drawn crazily by the blood-devouring sword. The blood light became more and more intense, and the bloody sword energy became more and more abundant.

True Lord Tianfeng was surrounded by enemies on all sides and fled in panic. His face became increasingly uglier. Even though he had Qingluan bloodline and his Dharma was extremely solid, he was unable to deal with so many powerful sword energies at one time!

At this time, he no longer thought about dealing with Wang Hao, but thought about how to escape!

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes, and the five-color giant appeared behind him. He jumped up in the air, holding the blood-devouring sword, and slashed towards the phantom of the blue crane.

The five-color giant raised his hand and picked up two stars from behind, and threw them towards the Blue Crane Dharma Image!

At the same time, a large number of monsters transformed by sword energy also turned their directions and attacked the phantom of the blue crane.

Rumble, in a deafening roar, the dharma form of True Monarch Tianfeng was blown to pieces.

He vomited blood and frowned.

"Demon, I know, you are the demon monk who caused trouble in Golden Mist Star, and the long sword in your hand is a pseudo-immortal weapon refined by the demons!"

Tianfeng Zhenjun's eyes were filled with hatred. Even Xuantian Lingbao should not be able to destroy his appearance so easily. Based on the news circulating in recent years, Wang Hao is either a member of the Demon Clan or a member of the Demon Clan. The person who stole the fake fairy weapon from his hands!

There is a high probability that it is the latter, because he has seen dozens of ghost generals and puppets before. If the rumors are true, Wang Hao still has a Xuantian Spiritual Treasure in his hand.

Thinking of this, he felt fear in his heart, but more importantly, he was greedy!

He couldn't think too much, hundreds of bloody sword energy attacked from all directions. He immediately pinched the magic formula, and several hurricanes surged around him. These hurricanes were of different colors and exuded a terrifying atmosphere!

His figure was hidden in the hurricane, and his afterimages were everywhere, making it impossible for outsiders to see his specific location.

The bloody sword energy submerged into the hurricane, and a burst of green smoke suddenly appeared. The sword energy and the lightning disappeared in an instant without a trace.

Wang Hao is not in a hurry. The opponent cannot withstand several rounds of attacks if he resists so hard. After several trials, he has roughly understood the opponent's strength. When the spell is broken, he will never be able to stop the blood-devouring sword. attack!

Wang Hao immediately released all his spiritual consciousness and meticulously controlled every sword energy in the spiritual realm!

These sword energy gradually solidified, and a large number of bloody spiritual swords emerged in the spiritual realm, making clear sword sounds one after another.

Sword Qi transformation is not a great magical power for swordsmen, but it is rare for someone to be able to control so much sword Qi to transform at the same time.

The blood-colored spiritual swords were arranged and combined to form a thousand-foot-long sky-high sword, exuding a frightening aura of terror.

Tianfeng Zhenjun wanted to avoid it, but sixteen thousand-foot giant swords appeared in all directions at the same time. No matter which direction he ran, he could not escape the attack range.

At the same time, a powerful force of gravity and magnetism emerged at the same time. The air around him became viscous, as if he was in a swamp, and it was extremely difficult to move his hands and feet!

At the same time, three small golden swords shot out and arrived in front of True Lord Tianfeng in an instant!

Tianfeng Zhenjun had suffered a big loss once, and his soul was still aching. He dared to fight hard. He roared and struggled to dodge.

But at this moment, there was a thunder in the sky, and a shrill chirping of cicadas came from the distance. Lord Tianfeng's head sank, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Taking this opportunity, three small swords shone brightly and stabbed at the center of Tianfeng Zhenjun's brow.

Tianfeng Zhenjun dodged two of them, but was still stabbed by one.

A painful scream sounded, and the hurricane outside dissipated instantly.

Sixteen thousand-foot blood swords fell from the sky and slashed at Tianfeng Zhenjun.

Rumble, a muffled sound, the giant swords of the sky were all slashed down, but to Wang Hao's surprise, he did not achieve the results he expected.

Tianfeng Zhenjun was wearing a bronze armor with copper rust on his body. The front of the armor looked like a hideous skull, and the two eyes were emitting red flames!

This is an ancient treasure with extremely strong defense and can absorb evil spirits. The more evil spirits, the stronger the defense, and it has a certain restraining effect on the blood-sucking sword.

However, because of this, this armor also has a certain ability to harm the owner. Wearing it for a long time will have the risk of evil spirits entering the body. Over time, the cultivator may become a muddle-headed puppet!

Wang Hao's attack was not without effect. Both of them knew this. No matter how strong the defensive treasure was, it had its limits. After all, it was just a magical treasure that was several levels lower than the Bloodthirsty Sword. Even if it was restrained, it could not withstand the continuous attacks of the Bloodthirsty Sword.

Tianfeng Zhenjun was betting that Wang Hao's magic power was not enough to drive the Bloodthirsty Sword for a long time.

But in fact, Wang Hao's magic power was not weaker than Tianfeng Zhenjun.

Wang Hao shouted lightly, and the shadow of the Dharma behind him surged, and powerful power was added to him.

He waved the Bloodthirsty Sword, and a blood-colored rainbow of ten thousand feet fell from the sky and slashed Tianfeng Zhenjun.

With a "crack", the bronze armor on Tianfeng Zhenjun's body was broken, and the Bloodthirsty Sword cut a deep wound on his body that could be seen to the bone, and bright red blood gushed out!