Chapter 501: Duan Feng VS Blood Yan!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of terrifying bàozhà, madly sounded everywhere.
The entire void can even be squeezed and distorted in many places.
The battle between Duan Feng and Xue Yan, from the initial weapon confrontation, gradually transformed into a terrifying spiritual collision.
The battle in the realm of the supreme earth really made the surrounding monks stare.
Although the scene was fierce and terrifying, it was caused by the large number of people.
But now, only two monks are capable of causing such horror, how can they not be surprised?
"Is this Earth Sovereign? It's really not the same level."
"That young man still has such a strong surplus, it seems that the outcome is difficult to distinguish."
"This is very good, it's best to hurt both sides."
"Yes, if not, we don't have much chance."
The monks around were talking in low voices.
The battle between the two of the scene Duan Feng and Xue Yan once again met fiercely.
"boom!"
The shocking sound of bàozhà swept across the sky.
Under this blow, Duan Feng and Xue Yan were directly shaken back several kilometers away.
Do not divide.
"Damn, this guy, he's just a first-time supreme, why is he so powerful?"
Xue Yan cursed secretly.
Originally, he thought he could easily take Duan Feng, but the facts proved that he was wrong.
Not only was it exhausting, but even in the end, it didn't even take advantage of it.
"Little guy, I admit that you are very strong, but your good luck should come to an end."
"I won't have any more hands."
Xue Yan snorted softly, his expression looking cold.
Then, behind him, there was a huge shadow.
Under the shroud of the scarlet shadow, the strength of Xue Yan continued to soar.
Obviously.
That is the Zhenzu Dharma body of the Blood God Race: Blood Shadow Dharma!
"Accept the devastation of my strongest attack."
"Blood Shadow Killing Palm!"
Xue Yan roared, the palm of his hand was full of energy, and he immediately blasted Duan Feng away.
With the blessing of blood and shadow, the energy and speed of that palm strength is so smashing!
The whole world seems to have entered a cycle at this moment.
Everything is silent!
Only that huge and unmatched palm print seemed to blast through the void, pointing to Duan Feng.
Chu Qingcheng, Ma Fei and others lightly covered their mouths, staring at the scene in front of them without shock.
It is hard to imagine that if Duan Feng is smashed, I am afraid it will be wiped out in an instant!
but.
What made everyone even more unsurprised was that Duan Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, his face not surprised.
"Has that kid given up?"
"Such a powerful attack, is it useful to resist?"
"Oh, it's a pity such a good talent."
The monks around sighed softly.
"Hmph, I'll pretend I'm dead, and go to hell!"
Xue Yan snorted coldly, and the palm energy and speed released suddenly increased.
"It's also time to try how much of the newly acquired hole cards are defensive."
Seeing the palm strength coming to him quickly, Duan Feng shrugged and said inwardly.
The next moment, he quickly pinched his hands...
"Moved."
"The kid moved."
Everyone exclaimed.
They thought Duan Feng had given up resisting, but now it seems that they were wrong.
"Hehe, no matter how strong your talent is, is it still useful to resist at this time?"
Xue Yan sneered, disapproving.
He is confident of his strongest trick.
Among the cultivators in the same realm, he can crush and even remain invincible.
Now that a monk who is one level lower than him, why is he afraid?
"[Rashomon of Spiritualism!]"
Duan Feng let out a low cry, and pressed his hands in the void, a huge formation appeared instantly.
In the faint, you can also see the ancient characters full of obscure and difficult to understand.
At the moment the formation appeared, a stone gate full of ancient and distant aura suddenly stood up in front of Duan Feng out of thin air.
"Oh my God, what is that?"
"Shimen? What kind of spell is this?"
"Can the Shimen block that terrifying attack?"
As Duan Feng summoned a stone gate, the voices of doubt suddenly flashed through everyone's mind.
After an instant, that palm jin slammed into the ancient Shimenzhi.
"Boom!"
The shocking sound of bàozhà resounded throughout the sky.
Countless energy ripples spread rapidly...
but.
What shocked everyone was that even though the attack performed by Blood Yan was powerful.
However, the stone gate was like a standing on top of the earth, motionless.
"What? This... how is this possible?"
With a fierce kick of Xue Yan's eyes, the whole person jumped, shouting in disbelief.
He couldn't think that his strongest blow would be blocked.
This far exceeded his expectations.
"Hehe, what is impossible?"
Duan Feng shrugged, and a chuckle came out.
"You played very well just now. Next, it's my turn to fight back."
The words fell, and in front of Duan Feng, a tri-color energy light ball appeared in an instant.
This is what he prepared in advance after he psyched out [Rashomon].
"Three Super Long Xianbo, go!"
Under Duan Feng's command, the three-color energy ball spun out frantically.
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After an instant, it was already in front of Xue Yan, who was still at a loss.
At this time, it was obviously too late to hide.
In a hurry, Xue Yan hurriedly drove the blood shadow Faxiang behind him to front of him.
"boom!"
When the two collided, the terrible rumbling sound resounded through the sky.
When everyone thought that Blood Yan was also resisting it, suddenly, a small voice sounded.
"Crack~"
Although this sound was not loud, it shocked the other two companions of the Blood God Race.
Immediately afterwards, with a ‘bang’, the blood shadow Faxiang burst directly away.
As the first target, Xue Yan was the victim.
"boom!"
He was completely hit by the three-color energy light ball, and then slammed into a mountain behind him.
The entire mountain collapsed instantly and drove away.
There was silence around.
No one dared to speak up.
No one could have imagined that the first to suffer a big loss would be the more powerful Xue Yan.
This simply refreshed their three views.
"Boom!"
In just a few breaths, Xue Yan walked out of the ruins.
At this time, he is not miserable.
His clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and his breath was sluggish. There are dozens of wounds on the body.