Xiao Yu's extreme urging of the power of the killing realm, even if he only temporarily reached the level of the fetal yuan realm, it also gave Xiao Yu an aura that was almost killing the gods.
The blood sword assassinated, it was like cutting through the entire hall.
What you need to know is that the scope of the entire hall is almost a kilometer.
But that was the case, Yanyue below the platform was still shocked by this scene.
"Boom boom boom!"
Once again, the gap in the space increased again, and Yanyue couldn't help but pale.
The soul-relief banner floating in front of her also began to shake violently.
The entire silver mask also seemed to begin to dim.
Dou Da's sweat began to seep out from Yanyue's forehead, and yes, Yanyue and the calming spirit banner were also beginning to be a little unbearable.
The blood sword is like the saber of the gods, occupying almost the entire hall, even if Ponxiu is knowledgeable, he was shocked by this scene.
In his opinion, if Xiao Yu's realm of strength is stronger, and this kind of killing power erupts more, then placed in the normal world outside, it can also shock the existence of the world!
When Qiu Guang saw this scene, his face turned pale.
This murderous blood sword seemed to cause death if touched, which made Qiu Guang feel terrified.
But Ponxiu knew that there was no way out.
This plane hunter is no ordinary person after all.
His previous strength, combat awareness, experience, etc., made Pengxiu's eyes burst into an astonishing light.
Pengxiu flipped his hand, and immediately there was an extra spear.
The rank of the spear is the level of the low-rank magic weapon. Even if this space has the blessing of the soul-suppressing flag, it is impossible to violate the common sense of the world law.
The whole body of this spear showed a silvery white color, and when the spear was released, it gave out endless cold light.
Peng Xiu held the spear of this low-grade magic weapon in this way, and a fierce tremor began to appear in the space where cracks had appeared around it.
This low-grade magic weapon is stronger than the power used by Qiu Guang before.
I saw Peng Xiu holding the sword of the sea of blood that was assassinated with a spear diagonally.
"Buzzing!"
The aura on Peng Xiu's body broke out again, and the cultivation base of the fetal yuan realm was swept up like an explosion.
His power has risen to a level again, as if all the power must be integrated into this spear.
"Killing Army·Tabong!"
The light glow of the spear suddenly rose to the sky, directly jumping to a height of 100 meters.
The mountain of terrifying breath of soldiers swept up like a tsunami.
There was only one thing in Peng Xiu's eyes at this time, and that was killing Xiao Yu!
Finally, Thorn Mang and Xiao Yu's Sea of Blood Sword met each other.
The entire hall surrounded by the silver mask began to vibrate violently.
In other words, whether it was the space inside the silver light cover or the wreckage space outside, the shaking of the earth and the mountains appeared one after another.
The original white space cracks turned into black cracks again. The cracks expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end they broke into large pieces.
Ponxiu's use of weapon artistic conception has to be said to have reached a very high level.
This level, even if it is used casually, is not comparable to the ordinary so-called genius children.
Because that is Ponxiu's decades, even hundreds of years of comprehension experience!
"Break it for me!!"
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