Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 895: Tightrope walking at a height of 10,000 feet

Zhang Tianliu raised his sword and rushed towards Fang Mingshi. Just when everyone thought he could kill Fang Mingshi with one sword, Zhang Tianliu suddenly stopped and retreated.

At the same time, Fang Mingshi's physical body suddenly exploded, and the power of his eight-level self-destruction evaporated the entire mountain peak instantly!

"Is he finally unable to suppress it?" Wang Qi was overjoyed, but then his expression changed drastically!

Zhang Tianliu was hit by the shock wave and his body kept flying. Sometimes his body surface turned into purple gold, and sometimes it formed ice crystals.

Sanwu Yan left and enveloped Uncle Lian Yang and Xiao Min who were healing their master. The three of them rolled into a ball in the smoke and were continuously hit into the distance by flying boulders.

Ah Qi and Gu Qing were not far away, and they were also severely affected. Countless boulders hit them like a torrent. Although there was no evil wind this time, they could resist one or two with their cultivation, but they must know that they are fighting against the devil. The one who was entangled with the dragon was seriously injured before, but the demonic dragon was not seriously affected by the self-destruction. One and the other waxed and waned. In an instant, both women's physical energy was bitten by the little evil dragon released by the demonic dragon. Although it was broken quickly, it still He also lost ten years of skill in an instant, and became exhausted.

Ah Qi flew back and just landed on the back of the white deer. Suddenly, the demon dragon appeared above her. Seeing that she was about to be swallowed up by the deer, Gu Qing dodged and rushed over. When the sword penetrated the demon dragon's head, it was also overwhelmed by the group of small evil dragons beside the demon dragon.

"Second sister!"

Ah Qi screamed in surprise and wanted to go over to rescue him, but was dragged away by another dragon.

A white light suddenly shot out from the gap between the little evil dragons that submerged Gu Qing, and then all the little evil dragons were swallowed up by the white light. In an instant, the shadow of a white dragon with a thick arm and about ten feet long surrounded Gu Qing. He glared at the other dragons with ferocious expressions.

As if being provoked intolerably, the remaining seven demonic dragons looked at the white dragon at the same time, roared on their ferocious faces, and pounced on him collectively.

Gu Qing struck a sword quickly and struck the head of a demon dragon. When the demon dragon's skull cracked, a cloud of soul smoke was sucked into the sword, but her tiger's mouth also exploded at the same time, and was followed by the demon dragon. The force of the impact knocked her away, and at this moment, a demon dragon behind her opened its mouth to welcome her delicious food.

Gu Qing turned around and struck out with her sword, hitting the dragon's tooth head-on. When the tooth broke, she also disappeared into the dragon's **** mouth.

Ah Qi's face changed greatly, and he was about to pounce when he suddenly heard Zhang Tianliu say: "She has dragon energy protection now, so she is fine. Someone is breaking into Wushan now. I can't get my things out, so go and help."

Ah Qi was shocked. Someone broke into Wushan at this time. Why?

She didn't think about it, and rode the white deer straight towards Fengqi Linkou.

Zhang Tianliu swept away the stones in front of him with a sword blast. He looked closely and saw that Fang Mingshi's flesh and bones had been caught in the mouth of the little evil dragon and flown back to the original place for reorganization.

Fang Mingshi is so decisive!

Zhang Tianliu would not dare to do this.

At the last moment, not only did he no longer suppress Uncle Lian Yang's ability, he also detonated his own Dantian, infinitely amplifying the power of self-destruction.

Others who self-destruct will definitely die. Even if the soul is immortal, relying on it to rebuild the physical body, the cultivation level will be gone!

But Fang Mingshi has the Immortal-Breaking Sword, and the skill stored in it is much stronger than his own skill. It won’t be a big problem for him if his Dantian is disabled. The lost skill in his physical body can also be compensated by the skill in the sword. It won’t happen quickly. After the decline, as long as he seizes a physical body and relies on the Broken Immortal Sword, he can quickly reach the eighth realm, break through the ninth realm, and the tenth realm is not an empty talk.

"Blood Spirit, how many divisions can you make...30? You can give it a try. Don't be afraid. I will make up for what you lose."

The blood spirit is really depressed, why did he follow such a master?

I haven’t fought for decades, and every time I fight, it’s a life-and-death battle. You still don’t give me blood and essence. I finally sucked an Eighth Realm sword cultivator, but you have to work again before you can digest it. Where are your previous cautions? If you hide for a while and wait for me to advance, won't your combat power be even stronger?

The blood spirit was just complaining. It also saw that when it was about to wait, the other party would only become more terrifying!

When thirty **** swords appeared on Zhang Tianliu Lingtai, he no longer hesitated and rushed towards Fang Mingshi.

Fang Mingshi, who had just recovered, was obviously a little uncomfortable, but even so, he quickly pointed his sword at Zhang Tianliu, but Zhang Tianliu tapped his toes on the ground, disappeared, and appeared behind Fang Mingshi with a sword thrust, but there was no stab. The Chinese wise man was not blocked by the air mask, but Zhang Tianliu deliberately used the tip of his sword to quickly hit the counterattacking Immortal-breaking Sword, leaving eight runes!

In just a moment, a blood sword in Zhang Tianliu Lingtai turned into blood and was sucked by the Immortal Breaking Sword.

Fang Mingshi showed doubts, and then his face changed. He seemed to know Zhang Tianliu's plan, and he retreated gloomily.

Zhang Tianliu pressed forward step by step. He was old at swordsmanship. It was impossible to escape from being entangled by him.

Can Feng and Po Xian collided with more than a dozen swords in an instant. Although Can Feng Sword was fine, half of the blood swords in Zhang Tianliu Lingtai were missing, and a rune had appeared on Po Xian Sword, but not yet. Perfect, just a fragment.

Although Fang Mingshi didn't understand the runes, he knew that since Zhang Tianliu did this, he must have some way to restrain the Immortal-Breaking Sword. If he succeeded, he would probably lose the Immortal-Breaking Sword, and then he would be an empty eight-level body. An ordinary old man with no skills!

But it is not easy to get it done. Zhang Tianliu's sword is so tricky. He seems to know in advance how his sword will defend and counterattack. He can always grasp the best angle to leave runes on Poxian.

These runes cannot be dispelled with the power stored in the sword, because it is not composed of real energy, but material! The finely divided material was carried by Zhang Tianliu's zhenqi and concentrated on the tip of the sword. When it touched Po Xian, the zhenqi was accurately cut off, leaving only the material engraved, so that Poxian could not use the zhenqi on the sword to reversely devour his skill.

This kind of precise control is really terrifying to the extreme, because he is walking a tightrope at a height of 10,000 feet. If he is not careful, Zhang Tianliu will die!

Although the Broken Immortal Sword has the ability to swallow people through the air, it cannot be seen by others at that time. In Zhang Tianliu's eyes, its ability to swallow people through the air is an invisible sword thread. Once it is held by the sword thread, its skill will be completely destroyed. The rate of loss of God is not like stripping away threads, but like a flood breaking its banks!

However, this kind of sword thread cannot be hidden from Zhang Tianliu's eyes. Although in the world one second later, Fang Mingshi has more than a dozen different tricks, but Zhang Tianliu has caught every one of them accurately. It can no longer be done just by relying on superpowers. Find Shuyuanwwwｗ. zhaｏｈhuyuan. com also has the experience he has accumulated over a long period of time.

When he first opened his Eyes of Wisdom, he couldn't stand Feng Ming's three or four kinds of tricks, and was almost killed by Feng Ming's sword.

But today, he is no longer the Amon of the past. With his rich experience and accurate judgment, he no longer has difficulty dealing with the Eight Realms.

The two of them were like a ray of light moving in the mountains. No matter how Fang Mingshi dodged, Zhang Tianliu could keep up with him.

Nineteen swords, twenty-three swords, twenty-six swords...

The blood spirit is close to its limit, but Zhang Tianliu's runes have not yet been completed.

"The last three swords!"

Zhang Tianliu gritted his teeth and moved so fast that he was motionless. But he only looked motionless, but in fact he fired three swords in an instant!

The exploding silver flowers appeared on the Broken Immortal Sword. The silver flowers were retracted in just a moment. Zhang Tianliu and Fang Mingshi pulled away at the same time. However, the difference was that Zhang Tianliu held Can Feng in his hand, and Fang Mingshi held it in his hand. There was nothing. Between the two of them, a stiff and empty black sword remained motionless, surrounded by a halo of nine runes.