Unrivaled in Immortality

In the cave, Wang Yong looked at his fist and was speechless for a long time.

He didn't expect that the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra was so powerful.

Even though that person had just entered the middle stage of foundation building, it was not impossible for him to hold on for a while in the hands of the late stage of foundation building. Unexpectedly, he was blown up by his punch.

This method was unheard of, and it also confirmed the extraordinary nature of the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra.

"It must not be exposed to kill this person so easily." Wang Yong thought of this, and still pretended to be fighting with others, making some noises in the cave.

The people outside the cave did not have any doubts.

After all, in their opinion, Wang Yong and that person were both in the middle stage of foundation building. If they wanted to deal with him, it would inevitably take some effort.

Outside the cave, the battle continued.

At this moment, blood-colored knife shadows flew around the little butcher knife, and it was barely able to resist the attack of Master Zhang.

Master Zhang stretched out his hand and waved a talisman.

As the talisman flew, it turned into all kinds of weapons and attacked the little butcher knife.

It seems that it will be difficult to tell the winner between the two in a short time.

On the other battlefield, however, the trend is one-sided.

The seriously injured demon monk was covered with a layer of blood-colored spiritual armor. He held a blood-colored broadsword and retreated step by step.

The air vibrated, causing the snow on the mountain to roll down, but this had no effect on everyone.

The demon monk suddenly took a few steps back, and then he threw the blood-colored broadsword into the sky.

The blood-colored broadsword floated in the air, and then blood mist began to appear around the demon monk. The blood mist floated towards the blood-colored broadsword, and the blood-colored broadsword also grew visibly.

The monk surnamed Huang opposite him saw this and his face became slightly solemn.

He knew that this attack must be unusual.

Obviously, this person was already at the end of his strength. After this attack, he would definitely not have the strength to fight him, but he was a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building after all. In the case of a desperate attack, he really had no confidence.

The monk surnamed Huang looked around, and several people beside him were also dragged into the battle.

He knew that he could only rely on himself. If he won this time, entering the inner city of the Duan family would be inevitable.

He was holding a golden spear, burning the power of blood and qi.

He was also going to fight to the death.

He jumped high into the sky, even higher than the blood-colored sword.

The blood-colored sword had the blood and qi entering it, and its momentum became stronger and stronger, and even a bloody smell was diffused.

The monk surnamed Huang, the spear in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light.

"Blood sword breaks the sky!" With the fierce shout of the late foundation-building demon monk.

The blood-colored sword was instantly activated and shot towards the monk surnamed Huang.

"Hmph! Golden dragon claws!" The monk surnamed Huang was not to be outdone. He threw the golden spear fiercely, and the phantom of the golden dragon claw also appeared on the golden spear.

The golden dragon claw and the blood-colored sword collided instantly.

With a loud "bang", snowflakes fluttered on the mountain. The entire battlefield was covered.

The golden dragon claw and the blood-colored broadsword were in a stalemate.

The two had obviously tried their best.

In another battlefield, the two foundation-building early stage cultivators joined forces to fight the foundation-building middle stage demon cultivator, but they were in danger. They were obviously no match.

"Puchi" the late stage demon cultivator spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaky, obviously reaching his limit.

Seeing this, the Huang surnamed cultivator immediately increased the intensity of his attack. He continued to send spiritual power to the golden dragon claw regardless of the burning blood.

"Ah!" A scream came, and an early stage cultivator had his arm cut off, and the offensive of the two also weakened.

The middle stage demon cultivator was holding a strange-looking blood-colored broadsword, the entire blade of the broadsword was strangely twisted, and the blade was sharpened on both sides, and there were blood grooves engraved on the blade.

His attack became more and more fierce, and the two early foundation-building monks retreated step by step.

He raised the blood-red broadsword high and chopped it down at the man with the broken arm. The man was immediately frightened and panicked, not knowing what to do.

It was too late for one of them to stop him.

At this moment, a golden rope suddenly flew from a distance and accurately blocked the attack of the demon monk.

The moment the golden rope blocked the attack, the demon monk wanted to withdraw, but he didn't expect that the golden rope would be faster and directly tied him and the blood-red broadsword together, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

The demon monk showed a serious determination to die. He wanted to self-destruct, but one end of the golden rope pierced his Dantian, and the whole person was strangled by the golden rope.

Blood spurted out, and the demon monk fell down in several pieces.

The golden dragon claw and the blood-red broadsword over there also decided the winner at this moment.

The blood-red sword began to be covered with cracks, and then it collapsed, and the demon monk also collapsed at the same time.

The golden dragon claws slowly dissipated, and the monk surnamed Huang slowly fell to the ground. He staggered and sat on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He quickly took a handful of healing pills.

His injuries were obviously not light.

Wang Yong also shot out of the cave at this moment. He looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, but he only looked embarrassed. In fact, he was not injured at all.

At this moment, only the battle between Xiao Tudao and Mr. Zhang was still going on.

And this time, Duan Lao did not make a move, but just watched.

That's right, the golden rope just now was made by Duan Lao.

As soon as he received the news from Wang Yong, he rushed here without stopping, and only Duan Lao came among their group.

At this moment, Xiao Tudao was also panicking. In a short period of time, they had suffered heavy losses in manpower. Now he was the only one left alive, and there were powerful enemies around him, so his hope of escape was slim.

There were more and more blood-colored flying knives around him, and he was obviously brewing a big killing move.

At this moment, Master Zhang's body suddenly flew into the air, and Xiao Tudao quickly distanced himself from him.

The number of blood-colored knives around him increased rapidly, and soon he was covered.

At this time, looking at Master Zhang again, he saw that talismans were floating around him, and the talismans turned into golden swords, which also rotated around him to wrap him.

The two of them obviously took out their strongest means, and Wang Yong and his group had already left the battlefield.

With Master Zhang's voice: "Sword rain is floating."

The golden swords suddenly rushed towards Xiao Tudao like a heavy rain.

Seeing this, Xiao Tudao also mobilized the blood-colored knives around him to fight back.

"Swish, swish, swish"

"Bang, bang, bang"

The golden swords and bloody knives flew out one by one and collided with each other. The scene was beautiful, but the danger was also hidden in it.

The golden sword rain fell, and the bloody knives attacked. Both of them attacked with all their strength.

In the end, the small butcher knife was slightly better. The golden sword rain was gradually worn out by the bloody knives, and some bloody knives even passed through the golden sword rain and attacked Master Zhang.