Zhuo Wen caught the purple sword, squinting his eyes, staring at the figure holding the blood sword and retreating dozens of steps.

This person was dressed in civilian clothes, about thirty years old, and his appearance was ordinary, nothing particularly outstanding. The only thing worth noting was the blood sword in this person's hand.

This blood sword is bloody and murderous. There is no doubt that this blood sword has killed countless creatures before it can cultivate such a terrifying fierce flame.

"Blood Sword, the number one blood guardian in Blood Temple!"

The man opened his mouth flatly, and then the blood sword slashed out several swords, blood burst out, and the surrounding power of time and space was directly chopped into pieces.

The power of time and space was broken, and Xue Shusheng's face turned pale, and he fell to Xue Jian's side, fisting respectfully.

"I want to kill him, you can't stop it!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent, and suddenly burst out the power of the Eightfold Dao, stepping on countless purple rains, turned into an afterimage, and plundered towards the blood scholar.

Xue Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the depths of his pupils, there was a bloodthirsty light.

I saw him snorting coldly, and the blood sword in his right hand cut across, and suddenly, a streak of blood flames swept out from the blade of the blood sword.

The bloody flame was terrifying, and the moment it flew out, it seemed to lie across the sky, as if dividing the entire sky into two halves.

Zhuo Wen's Eye of the Sky Devourer split open again, at this moment, he cast the Eye of the Sky Devourer with the power of the Eightfold Dao.

Crackling!

Suddenly, purple-black lightning flashed out from the Eye of the Sky Devourer again, and the purple-black lightning at this moment is much more terrifying than ever before.

The purple-black lightning blessed by the Eightfold Dao Intent stares at the direction and is extremely terrifying, like a huge mouth of a giant beast, swallowing the bloody flames stretching across the sky in one gulp.

However, the blood flame is not simple. The moment the purple-black lightning swallowed the blood pressure, the blood flame exploded violently.

All of a sudden, the purple-black lightning and blood flames in the sky started a terrifying entanglement, and the aftermath of energy generated by each entanglement was enough to frighten the many monks watching.

Zhuo Wen remained undiminished, and rushed towards the blood scholar, and the power of time and space in his eye of the sky swallowed again, completely freezing the space within the range of Ziyu at this point in time.

Xue Scholar's eyes were gloomy. The power of time and space blessed by the Eightfold Dao still had a lot of influence on him. At least his speed and actions slowed down too much.

The corner of Xue Jian's mouth was full of sneers. He was able to cut off the power of time and space before, so he can naturally cut it now.

In his opinion, Zhuo Wen's approach was futile.

However, when the blood sword slashed out, he suddenly felt a very strong sense of stagnation, and since the next slash he made couldn't tear apart the surrounding space-time power.

"The power of time and space has increased?"

Xuejian was in the purple rain, but soon he discovered that the power of time and space did not increase, but the surrounding purple rain, that is to say, Zhuo Wen's own power of will.

Not far away, Taiqing who watched this scene showed appreciation, and he knew that Zhuo Wen's Taoism had reached the peak of the eighth level of Taoism, and he was only one step away from touching the ninth level of Taoism.

As soon as the blood sword hesitated, Zhuo Wen immediately passed by his side. The purple sword was extremely fast, and swept across the blood scholar's body, and then the blood scholar's head flew up, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist in the air.

thump!

The blood scholar's headless body fell from the sky and finally hit the ground.

Boom boom boom!

At the same time, the surrounding power of time and space was also torn apart by the reacting blood sword at this moment.

Xue Jian's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that the power of Taoism in Zhuo Wen's body was still growing. In a moment of carelessness, Zhuo Wen actually beheaded the blood scholar.

After cutting off the blood scholar's head, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. In order to kill the blood scholar completely, Zhuo Wen cut off his head and destroyed it, so as to annihilate the blood scholar's soul.

But at the moment when the blood scholar's head was shattered, Zhuo Wen found that the blood scholar's vitality hadn't stopped, but it was much weaker than before.

"How is this going?"

Zhuo Wen lowered his head, and suddenly saw the blood scholar who had become a headless corpse, wriggling continuously, and then the blood scholar stood up slowly, and a new head emerged from his neck.

Xue Scholar's face was pale, and he gave Zhuo Wen an extremely resentful look, but immediately retreated to the blood god.

"The weakness of the Void Sky Realm powerhouse is no longer the soul, but the Void Sky Bridge in the body. If the soul is destroyed, the Void Sky Bridge will re-condense a new soul, but if the Void Sky Bridge is destroyed, the Void Sky Realm powerhouse will It is certain death."

With a sneer on Xue Jian's face, he continued: "Your realm is only in the early days of the gods, but you have the power of Xutian on your body. This power is not yours, otherwise, how could you not know the weakness of the strong in the Xutian realm? Woolen cloth?"

Having said that, Xue Jian showed a trace of disdain on his face, stopped talking, stepped forward with one step, and instantly rushed to Zhuo Wen.

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