Chapter 483 Feng Yang's Death

The blood-colored sword qi swung by Feng Yang made Song Yuanqiao feel heavy pressure. He knew that the other party was fighting the beasts, so he didn't dare to neglect him at all.

The long sword in his right hand swung out three different sword qi, and his left hand clenched his fist and frequently blasted heavy blows. Song Yuanqiao's attack suddenly became violent, and it didn't look like Tai Chi.

The 100-meter-long blood-colored sword qi swung out by Feng Yang gradually faded away under Fanfan's attack, and its power dropped sharply.

When it was really close to Song Yuan Bridge, there were only a dozen meters left, and it could no longer threaten Song Yuan Bridge.

puff!

The blood-colored sword qi whose power was greatly reduced was shattered, Song Yuanqiao's figure flashed, and afterimages of true qi were separated into the sky.

"It doesn't matter how much afterimage of true qi you have, I will break it with one sword! The bloodline returns to its original state, burn it! The bloodline of Lieyang!"

Although his qi sword was broken, Feng Yang did not show any disappointment at all, instead the expression on his face became more sinister, and his breath changed instantly.

His bloodline return to the original, can gather the power of the bloodline in an instant, and then use the particularity of his own bloodline to increase the combat power by burning the bloodline.

Although after using this move, his bloodline power will be greatly reduced due to burning part of it, and it may even affect the progress of his cultivation in the future.

But he can't control so much anymore, he only has one idea now, that is to kill Song Yuanqiao.

His whole body was as red as fire, and there were clearly visible blood veins under his skin. These blood veins also seemed to be burning with flames.

"The Lieyang bloodline is indeed very special, but if you spend so much money, Feng Yang may not be able to become one of the top ten masters in the future. It's really sad!" Long Xue shook her head.

She is different from Feng Yang's camp, but out of pity for the genius, she still sympathizes with Feng Yang.

Looking at Feng Yang at this time, Xinghun's face also showed a trace of disdain: "What an idiot, he first gathered the power of blood, and then focused on burning it. No matter whether this battle is won or lost, this person's potential is also It's all exhausted, and there can be no greater achievement."

The corner of Zhang Han's mouth also evoked a sneer, and said, "Even if he exhausts his potential, he is destined to have only one fate, and that is failure."

Xiao Chen had so many martial kings on his side, even if Song Yuanqiao lost to Feng Yang, he could not escape his death today.

"However, the bloodline of this person is not bad. It should be the bloodline of Lieyang, which is ranked 172 on the bloodline list. It is inherited from the ancient monsters, the blood beasts of Lieyang," Tian Yan said.

Lieyang Blood Beast, one of the most famous beasts in ancient times, can greatly improve its combat power by burning the power of blood.

The Lieyang bloodline inherited from the human race is far less domineering than the original bloodline of the Lieyang blood beast.

The Lieyang Blood Beast burns its bloodline, which can not only greatly improve its combat power in a short period of time, but also will not cause too much impact on its own foundation. It only takes a few days of cultivation to recover.

As for the human race's Lieyang bloodline, although it can also improve its combat power, the improvement is not large.

And it has a big side effect, the power of the blood that has been burned, there is no way to restore it, and it may even damage the foundation of the warrior.

But even so, Lieyang's bloodline is still considered to be a very strong bloodline. If the cultivation base also reaches Rank 2 Martial King Consummation, even if the combat strength is only a slight increase, the effect in the battle will be very obvious.

At this time, the reckless burning bloodline has increased Feng Yang's combat effectiveness by more than 20%.

Like blood red on the sun, all the silhouettes of Song Yuanqiao were instantly smashed by the soaring combat power.

"Using the power of blood for strong action can indeed improve your combat effectiveness, but your reaction speed has slowed down."

Just when Feng Yang's eyes were full of madness and thought he could kill Song Yuanqiao, Song Yuanqiao's voice suddenly came from behind him, which shocked him.

"defense!"

Feng Yang looked terrified, and at the same time, the blood veins on his back cracked suddenly, and his true energy and the burning blood threads merged into a blood-colored air shield, which tightly protected him.

boom!

Song Yuanqiao punched out, and the blood-colored air shield was immediately blasted with a huge dent.

Feng Yang's body was also knocked out by Song Yuanqiao's punch, and at the same time he shouted: "Impossible, one punch will break my bloodline defense."

Song Yuanqiao shook his head, and when Feng Yang's figure was not stable, the long sword in his hand pointed directly at him.

"This gentleman, you have to spare people and spare people, why do you have to kill them all, please stop quickly!"

Just when Song Yuanqiao was about to catch up with Feng Yang, a figure stopped in front of him and slapped it with a palm.

With this palm shot, a huge infuriating handprint burst into the air, extremely heavy.

The fingerprints on this palm are clearly visible, and they want to grab Song Yuanqiao's body and quickly stop him.

Song Yuanqiao's face was gloomy, but the Tai Chi sword in his right hand was poised to strike, but the infuriating handprints were continuously dotted in an orderly manner. In an instant, the infuriating handprints were riddled with holes.

"Six Sword Slaves!"

The sudden appearance of a strong man blocked Song Yuanqiao's footsteps in chasing Feng Yang, but Xiao Chen did not intend to let Feng Yang go like this, and immediately sent Six Swordsmen to chase and kill him.

brush! brush! brush!

The six swordsmen suddenly burst into the sky-shattering killing intent, and then the six figures strangely killed Feng Yang, and no one thought that the six swordsmen would suddenly shoot.

The six heavenly soldiers pierced into the six vital points of Feng Yang's body respectively, without giving him any time to react.

King Wu's vitality is extremely powerful, but if he is hit at six vital points at the same time, he will surely die.

There was unwillingness on his face, the mountain wind blew his messy long hair, and blood slowly flowed all over his body.

The aftermath of the battle fluttered in the air, and thousands of warriors fell into a strange silence at the moment, and they could even hear each other's breathing.

The super genius of Qiantianzong, Feng Yang, who may have become one of the top ten masters, died in Longtan Mountain.

What killed him were six top swordsmen who were unknown but whose strength was beyond imagination.

laugh! laugh!

Liu Jiannu pulled out the long sword that pierced into Feng Yang's body, and then returned behind Xiao Chen with a blank expression.

There was no change in their expressions, as if the one they had just killed was not the top martial king of the dynasty, but an ordinary martial artist.

Song Yuanqiao retracted his sword at the same time, directly ignoring the giant palm that had just been smashed, and quickly returned to Xiao Chen's side.

Everyone's eyes, at this moment, all gathered on the top of the tree, on the figure that floated out of the dust.

Dressed in white, with more than a dozen Martial Kings waiting by his side, Xiao Chen suddenly became the most powerful party among all the people present, which made people look at him.

Yes, when Liu Jiannu shot and killed Feng Yang, everyone thought of a possibility.

The people around Xiao Chen may all be King Wu!

Everyone who shoots is King Wu, doesn't this still explain the problem? This is definitely not a coincidence.

Maybe the few people who didn't make a shot are more powerful, then this young man is too terrifying.

"Now, does anyone still want to question me?"

Xiao Chen glanced coldly at the people under Longtan Mountain, and as far as his eyes could see, countless people's eyes were dodging.