"No, that's not the sun, that's a sword, a sword that radiates the light of the sun!"

This golden light was too blazing, and many people in the square squinted their eyes, barely seeing a treasured sword hidden in the blazing golden light.

Whoosh whoosh!

At the moment when this scorching sun rose, another eight scorching suns rose from that depth.

At this moment, the nine suns ascended to the sky, and surrounded by the nine scorching suns, a stalwart figure stepped out of the sky, and he stepped out, as if stepping on the nine suns, like a god, like a demon, like a god.

"Earth Immortal Holy Artifact Nine Suns Dao Sword!"

The first commander who had squinted his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the nine rounds of scorching sun, and he muttered in his mouth.

Whoosh!

Xue Hentian's speed was extremely fast, as if teleporting on the Jiuyang, he swept to the only seat on the ninth floor of the elevated highway in the east of the square.

Afterwards, Xue Hentian sat on the seat quite freely, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the Nine Suns Dao Sword that carried him to this place made nine sword cries, and immediately the rays of light converged, being captured Xue Hentian was included in the sleeve robe.

Zhuo Wen's eyes burst out with a ray of brilliance. With his eyesight, he only keenly discovered that when Xue Hentian put away the Nine Suns Dao Sword, he secretly used an extremely powerful holy power, as if forcibly pulling the Nine Suns Sword away. The Yang Dao sword was put in the sleeve robe.

"It seems that what Mr. Fu said should be correct. The Nine Suns Dao Sword is indeed not the one that hates the sky. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to forcibly put away the Nine Suns Dao Sword while controlling it at the same time. .�

Zhuo Wen thought to himself, he knew that if Xiao Yu, who had the physique of Nine Suns, could really forcibly control the Nine Suns Dao Sword, then Blood Hentian might really lose such a big boost directly.

Of course, Zhuo Wen is not in a hurry for this matter, all the elites of the Blood Refining Mansion have gathered in the Blood Refining Square, wouldn't it be courting death to do it now?

And because Xue Hentian used the Nine Suns Dao Sword when he appeared on the stage, it can be said that it completely stunned countless warriors present, and many warriors looked in awe.

"During the last battle, the seventh and eighth commanders both fell, and this seat is quite heartbroken! However, the army cannot be without a commander for a day, and the dead are already dead, so this seat decided to re-select two Command."

"Among the many generals in Bixue County, there are many talented and terrifying people. In this battle for commander, I hope that a suitable candidate can be selected to fill the vacancy of commander."

Xue Hentian's appearance was mediocre, and he had a long scar on his right cheek, which made him look quite ferocious. At this moment, Xue Hentian stood up, and a thunderous sound came out, rumbling around.

"So, now the battle for commander-in-chief begins, with Zang Feng fully presiding over it!"

Zang Feng bowed to Xuehentian from a distance, then turned around, his eyes were cold, he stared at the many generals on the edge of the square and said: "I think everyone is very clear about the benefits of being a commander-in-chief."

As soon as these words came out, many generals around nodded their heads again and again. The commander not only has millions of soldiers in his hands, but also has the qualification to soak in the blood refinement pool. How could they not be tempted by such benefits?

"There are a total of 108 generals in my Blood Refining Mansion, including your helpers, that is 216 people! The first level of this battle for leadership is very simple, that is, if you can ring ten times before me! After the blood cauldron, enter the 100-meter range of the blood cauldron, or you will be eliminated."

Zang Feng stood proudly, and immediately formed a palm with his right hand, and slammed on the body of the blood cauldron.

Boom!

The sound of the cauldron was like thunder, and it was constantly echoing in everyone's ears. At the same time, a terrifying blood energy burst out from the blood cauldron. In this blood energy, there was a terrifying resentment.

bang bang bang!

After ringing the first sound of the blood cauldron, Zang Feng stepped on his right foot, and with the palm of his hand like the wind, he blasted the blood cauldron three times in a row.

The sound of the three tripods came out continuously, gathered together, layer upon layer, like waves, piled up continuously, accumulated continuously, a coercion like the might of the heavens burst out from the blood tripod, Roll over the entire square.

The faces of many generals at the edge of the square became serious, and they could already feel the faint pressure.

This square is ten thousand feet long, and the blood tripod standing in the center of the square is about five thousand feet away from the edge of the square. With such a small distance, the pressure of the blood tripod is already so obvious.

If you step within a hundred meters of the blood cauldron, the coercion will probably increase by hundreds or even thousands.

What's more, it's only four taps that can exude such coercion. If it is tapped ten times, wouldn't the coercion be even more terrifying?

Before the generals could react, the Zang Feng moved again. His right palm was extremely fast, and he struck twice in an instant, and two thunderous tripod sounds suddenly exploded.

The terrifying coercion actually formed a huge storm within a hundred meters around the blood cauldron, and gusts of blood erupted out, dyeing the hundred meters in blood red, like a blood mist, and looked extremely hideous terror.

If you observe carefully, the blood energy lingering on the surface of the storm is constantly intertwined and transformed into strange human-shaped faces. These faces look extremely painful and hideous. These are the resentment in the blood cauldron.

Zang Feng's eyes were slightly focused, and the black light on his body was flickering and intertwined, like a wriggling python. It was this black light that helped Zang Feng resist the erosion of pressure and resentment around him.

And Zang Feng is worthy of being a master of the heaven-defying holy realm, in such a terrifying bloody storm, he is as stable as Mount Tai, standing still.

"Seventh, eighth sound!"

Zang Feng snorted coldly, and rang twice in a row. At this moment, the crisp sound of the tripod was no longer there, replaced by the sound of fearful howling of ghosts and wolves.

Hearing this sound for the first time, even those with a strong will can't help but feel chills on their backs, and they feel like they are hairy. JrNovels.com