Chapter 842 Strategy to break the situation

"Do you still want to run away? If this fog of life continues to spread, all the disciples of the Sword Control Sect will be gone."

An Jiuyou looked at the retreating Baili Fenghua with cold eyes and said in a gloomy tone.

I couldn't tell whether the words meant advice or ridicule.

"Damn guy!"

After hearing An Jiuyou's words, Baili Fenghua's movements froze, but she stopped retreating.

Keeping retreating will only consume the lives of Sword Control Sect disciples.

For the Shadow Palace, there is no loss at all.

Instead of doing this, it is better to brave the fog of life and kill An Jiuyou, which is the way to break the situation.

"Sect Master, what's going on?"

Seeing Baili Fenghua approaching, Le Zhengya also realized that something was wrong.

Just now, Hei Mingye and Murong Song joined forces to repel Le Zhengya.

This situation seems a bit strange.

"The people from the Shadow Palace have activated the blood sacrifice formation. Now they are consuming all the life force of the Sword Control Sect disciples."

Baili Fenghua gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"What?!"

Le Zhengya's pupils shrank slightly, looking a little shocked.

The two of them came all the way back just for the Sword Controlling Sect.

If all the disciples of the Sword Controlling Sect were sacrificed, then the Sword Controlling Sect would be dead in name only.

This is definitely not the result Baili Fenghua and Le Zhengya want to see.

"For the current plan, only by taking down Dark Nine Nether can we have a chance to break the situation."

Baili Fenghua said in a deep voice.

"Sect Master, protect me to the Sword Control Sect. I can break through the blood sacrifice formation."

Le Zhengya looked at the rapidly spreading red mist and whispered.

"you sure?"

Baili Fenghua took a serious look at Le Zhengya, and his tone was very serious.

This is not the time to joke.

"I wouldn't joke about something like this."

Le Zhengya nodded and rubbed his fingertips on the bronze storage ring on his finger.

With the magic-breaking crystal ball here, no magic circle can be destroyed.

A mere blood sacrifice formation is nothing to worry about.

"okay, I get it."

Baili Fenghua nodded solemnly, and then rushed into the mist of life.

The dark red mist instantly wrapped Baili Fenghua in it, crazily eroding the fighting spirit in Baili Fenghua's body.

"You got in after all."

An "as expected" expression appeared on An Jiuyou's face.

As the leader of the Sword Controlling Sect, it is impossible for Baili Fenghua to give up on the many disciples of the Sword Controlling Sect.

Then it is necessary to step into this mist of life.

And a hero-level strong man who has had all his fighting spirit eroded has no power to deal with the people in their Shadow Palace.

"You actually dare to enter the mist of life. You really don't know whether to live or die."

Hei Ming took a deep breath, his face full of murderous intent.

After being blessed with various attributes by the mist of life, Hei Ming would not have the slightest fear when faced with the previous Baili Fenghua, whose fighting spirit was being eroded all the time.

Under this situation, Baili Fenghua's strength at this time is impossible to be stronger than Heiming.

What's more, the fog of life will also corrode the sword energy.

This is simply a fatal blow to the swordmaster class.

Hei Ming also understood this, so when he saw Baili Fenghua taking the initiative to enter the mist of life, he immediately faced him.

"You're such a ridiculous number one hero, you better die!"

Hei Ming raised his fist, and the fighting spirit in his body roared, as if he wanted to vent his master's anger.