The middle-aged man with a moustache saw the faint figure in the ice violent energy. Suddenly, a bad feeling appeared in his heart. He was so surprised that he hurried to flee and gave up the booty in the low whisper just now.


    "Hum! Do you want to escape now?" in the violent energy, a cold hum suddenly sounded. Then, a figure shot out of the energy. However, while flying, the figure kept falling into the sky, sprinkling bright red blood, like a blood rain.


    After being hit by the powerful martial arts of Tiankun sect and the great palm print of Tiankun, Shi Feng has become black and blue, flesh and blood blurred and beyond recognition. He keeps stuffing pills to recover his injury and Yuan strength into his mouth.


    "Mother! Mother! Big brother, he is not dead!" when she saw the figure spraying blood crazily, the beautiful girl exclaimed in extreme shock again, and then said: "however, he seems to have been seriously injured. If he goes on like this, he may lose the blood in his body."


    "He''s still alive." looking at the figure breaking through the air and the blood pouring down, the beautiful woman whispered in disbelief.


    。。


    "Go to death! Dead mustache!" Shi Feng''s bloody body was getting closer and closer to the mustache man, and suddenly cut down with a sword towards the front.


    Above the middle-aged man with the mustache, a huge Sen white sword appeared. With the action of Shi Feng, he suddenly cut off towards the middle-aged man with the mustache!


    "Broken!" I sensed the big sword cut from above. The middle-aged man with a mustache broke through the empty body forward, and immediately rushed to the top and punched out at the big Mori white sword.


    "Boom!" with a roar, the sword cyclone was smashed by the man with eight character beard.


    Then, the middle-aged man with a mustache suddenly turned around, facing the stone Maple shot from the rapid fire, and shouted angrily: "well, boy, you only have this strength! Although you consume too much energy in your body, you are injured like this and resist the overwhelming blow of your body. There must not be much yuan left in your body. If you fight, you may not be the one who dies!"


    After a blow broke Shi Feng''s attack, the panic of the man with eight character beard had completely disappeared. Then, he whispered: "Tianshuang fist!"


    The middle-aged man with a moustache blew out again, toward the approaching Shi Feng, and blew in the past. The place where his fist passed was emitting bursts of cold air.


    Seeing the punch of the middle-aged man with the eight character beard, Shi Feng''s long hair dyed red with blood red flashed on his right hand, and the bloodthirsty sword turned into the Blood Sword pattern on his finger again.


    Then, Shi Feng made a fist with his right hand, with a fist of long hair, towards the Tianshuang fist, and blew it out.


    "Bang!" the two fists suddenly hit each other, and a burst of sonic boom broke out. Shi Feng''s body and the body of the middle-aged man with a moustache flew backward one after another.


    The two men, who had consumed their strength seriously, didn''t know the winner or loser under the attack just now.


    Shi Feng, who was flying upside down, threw the full moon machete in his left hand into the storage ring. At the moment, the nine nether powers in his body are thin, and he can''t urge the full moon machete to attack again. Even if he holds it, it will only hinder him.


    After hitting the man with the mustache just now, Shi Feng knew that the man with the mustache was more than consuming too much yuan power in his body. After the release of Kun Da''s palm print on the day, his body was also eaten back, and his combat power decreased greatly.


    "Come again!" Shi Feng shouted loudly on his bloody face. His body in the inverted flight immediately ate up and shot at the middle-aged man with a moustache in front again.


    This man took the sky blue crystal soul and nearly cut off his hand with an ice skate. He also greedily wanted to obtain his treasures and martial arts. He suffered such injuries under his Tiankun palm. This man must be killed!


    "War!" the middle-aged man with a moustache on the other side also shouted loudly, and his golden body shot rapidly at Shi Feng, "bang!" his two fists collided suddenly again.


    The two figures flew backward again, but this time, the two figures didn''t fly backward far, so they stopped again. Then, they flew forward and collided again.


    "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"


    The two bodies began to separate again and again and collide with each other again. However, the sound of sonic boom began to become weaker and weaker. Obviously, their strength was rapidly consumed in the battle, and both of them were becoming weaker and weaker.


    Not long after that, the two bodies fighting in the void seemed to have made an appointment. Face to face, they were bombarded fiercely, and the body suspended in the void fell to the ground.


    When their feet were about to fall into the ground, suddenly, both of them burst out a fierce fist at the same time. Under the bombardment of one fist, they flew backward rapidly again, "bang" and "bang", and their bodies fell heavily on the ground. Their strong bodies crushed many blue crystals under their bodies.


    "Hoo Hoo!"


    "Hoo Hoo!"


    The two bodies lying on the ground gasped heavily. Then, the two bodies climbed up slowly from the ground and faced the man in front.


    "Hoo Hoo! Hoo Hoo! Boy, you are the first one to force us to such a situation with the realm of three-star martial respect!" said the middle-aged man with eight character beard, looking at the unrecognized body in front of him, still panting.


    "Hum! Hoo Hoo! Benshao will also become the first Sanxing wuzun to kill you! Hoo Hoo!" Shi Feng gasped and said, "benshao will kill you today!"


    Then, Shi Feng dragged his tired body towards the middle-aged man with a moustache, step by step, but it seemed that Shi Feng couldn''t walk steadily at the moment.


    "Ha ha, even like this, I still want to kill this seat! Kill you, all this on you will belong to this seat!" said the middle-aged man with eight character beard. His right hand was slightly raised, and his palm was facing the stone Maple step by step. A thin ice air flow immediately circulated in his palm.


    "Oh! Really?" Shi Feng, who was walking, suddenly grinned on his bloody face, revealing a penetrating smile. Then, Shi Feng bent his right middle finger and was pressed by his thumb. Then, his middle finger bounced forward.


    At that time, on the black haired middle finger of stone maple, the blood light flashed and a blood light immediately flew out of the finger.


    The bloody light was the bloody sword ejected by Shi Feng. The bloody light lit up. Then, on the bloody sword, there was a fierce animal roar. One end was only the size of a fist, covered with small bloody scales, with a sharp one horned head. The ferocious and ferocious little blood beast loomed on the bloody light.


    Ancient fierce beast - blood Yin beast!