Chapter 585: Tianjiao competing with each other

"I hand it in, we hand it all in."
This big beast sect was named Beast Kun, and he was also considered a master of the inner sect.
However, he is only 30th on the 100 Kings List, and he naturally has no confidence in the face of such a real arrogant Sun Beifeng.
After all, strength is crushed, it is obvious.
In this way, the twelve disciples of the Great Beast Sect failed to kill the chickens and lost their rice. Reluctantly cut love and handed over the twelve green cloth bags.
Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
They originally thought that there would be a tragic battle, but fortunately they would survive Sun Beifeng!
Sun Beifeng sighed, with a smirk on his face: "That's right."
After speaking, I just wanted to reach out for it, but the sudden change occurred!
A bloodthirsty voice sounded out of thin air:
"These fragments can at least condense a long knife or a long sword, and I laughed at it!"
As soon as the voice fell, a very fast burst of scarlet axe shot came, like a river of blood, bringing up a piece of good head!
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
Twelve people, twelve heads, one after another threw up high, blood is like a fountain, immediately filled with a pungent blood.
The twelve disciples of the Big Beast Sect died in a violent death, and when they died, their faces were still scared and confused.
And those twelve emerald green cloth bags were also swept into the air by the strong wind!
"court death!"
Sun Beifeng's eyes suddenly became cold, and he split his backhand, his sword light skyrocketed, and his sword light was eighteen feet long. Don't look down on it, but it contains the power of blood!
"Beifeng Palace's sword battle?"
Xuesen's eyes were solemn, and he yelled fiercely: "The demon is bloody, the waves are surging!"
The blood axe turned around, and when it reached a certain point, it suddenly shot a blood beam.
The blood suddenly soared, turned into a river of blood, and brought a fishy stench, countless resentful spirits roared and flared their teeth and claws, turning the surrounding into a miserable world.
"Small bugs!"
Sun Beifeng was not afraid of it. He swung his sword with his right palm to explore, and the true essence was shot out, condensed in the sword light.
At this time, the eighteen-foot-long sword light criss-crossed, splitting it from the blood river, and splitting it into two. The sword light's power had not weakened, and it swept toward the blood forest!
"what!"
Xuesen's face is huge and terrifying. He knows that Sun Beifeng is very strong. At least he will have to go through a deadly battle to meet him.
Back then, Xuesen had lost half of his moves and wanted to find a chance to avenge him. He didn't expect how fast he would improve!
The waves were split open all at once, like a piece of tofu.
"Haha, Sun Beifeng, and me!"
"The wind kills the meteor, the blade of the sky!"
Feng Lingdu's figure suddenly appeared, smiled coldly, his palms swallowed endless wind pressure, engulfing a hurricane.
The scary thing is that there seem to be countless sharp blades in the hurricane, invisible and intangible, but they become a wind-pressure shield in front of the blood forest, which is smashed by this sword!
However, with the resistance of the Wind Pressure Divine Blade, Xuesen was only cut back several feet by Jianmang's remaining prestige, his blood rolled, and blood was sprayed fiercely.
"You, you are actually in the Blood Burning Realm...Eight Peak!"
Xue Sen's eyes became extremely frightened.
"Humph."
Sun Beifeng snorted coldly, ignoring the other party, but said to Fenglingdu: "Brother Fengling really likes to be nosy."
"Hehe, if you kill him, there will be one less enemy, but I have one more troublesome enemy. If the Blood Forest is still there, you can at least contain you."
Fenglingdu thought so.
If Xuesen encounters an accident here, then Sun Beifeng will dominate the second seat.
Fenglingdu believes that he is invincible, so he plans to keep the blood forest to contain the opponent...
"You made a good calculation!"
With a bare-handed move by Sun Beifeng, twelve pieces of cloth bags flew over.
Feng Lingdu smiled and said: "You have a share!"
Xuesen actually dared to join in the fun, and also released the true essence to fight for!
Happiness!
The fragments of the Temple of Heaven were scattered all over the place and were divided by the three.
Sun Beifeng got one hundred and eight.
There are fewer Fenglingdu, 72.
The blood forest is even less, 31.
"Dogskin plaster, what a rascal..."
Sun Beifeng said coldly, suddenly looking at an ancient tree not far away, his eyes fixed on a figure: "Brother Hou Qing, you are tired from watching the theater, otherwise, how about you and me working together to solve these two bastards?"
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