Chapter 563 Self-Destruction

"Array eye?"

The fifty-year-old man's eyes widened: "My formation is dominated by tens of thousands of mountains. The eye of the formation is hidden among thousands of false peaks. How could you find it in such a short period of time?"

"Haha~~"

Cheng Feng did not answer the fifty-year-old man's question.

After he sneered, he grabbed the demon-slaying knife without any nonsense and rushed towards the fifty-year-old man.

"Little bastard, no matter how powerful you are, you can't even think of ruining the plan that the Holy Religion has been planning for many years!"

Seeing Cheng Feng coming to kill with a sword, the expression of the fifty-year-old man changed drastically, and a trace of madness appeared on his face.

I saw his two dry hands grabbing at the Five Finger Moving Mountain Formation.

Wow~~~

The blood essence in the five formation veins connecting the Five Finger Mountain Moving Formation suddenly flowed back quickly.

In an instant, it was all poured into the broken bowl.

Uh-huh! The fifty-year-old man scooped up the broken bowl with his right hand, and then ran away.

But at this time, Cheng Feng was already in front of him.

Especially the demon-slaying knife in Cheng Feng's hand, flashing with dark light, was already slashing towards the fifty-year-old man's neck.

Cheng Feng's sword was extremely powerful, and it was easy to kill the masters of the fourth level of Shattering.

Although the fifty-year-old man is a fifth-grade soul master, his combat power is comparable to that of a master of the fifth level of Shattered Realm.

But first he was severely injured by Cheng Feng with the Soul Suppressing Seal, and then he was forced to activate the Five Finger Moving Mountain Formation, and his soul was even more seriously injured.

At this moment, his strength is less than half.

Moreover, he was afraid of Cheng Feng's soul-suppressing seal and did not dare to use the soul-stirring technique easily. He might be killed by Cheng Feng this time.

However, just when the dark demon-slaying knife was about to hit the neck of the fifty-year-old man.

Buzz! A burst of blood suddenly rushed out from the broken bowl and enveloped the fifty-year-old man.

The demon-slaying knife hit the heavy blood light. Not only did it fail to penetrate, but it was forcefully deflected away by a strange force.

As for the fifty-year-old man shrouded in blood, he used the power of the demon-slaying knife to fly away from the fault.

Especially when he flew over the corpses of the two sword-wielding warriors who had been killed by Cheng Feng before, a strange suction force appeared, instantly sucking out the blood essence from the two corpses and pouring them into the broken bowl. Inside.

Let the blood essence in the broken bowl reach four points full!

"What a strong defense."

The knife struck with blood, but the shock made the hand holding the knife numb.

Cheng Feng couldn't help but frown: "But this time, you can't escape no matter what!"

As he spoke, Cheng Feng had already used the Sky Eagle Wings technique and chased after the fleeing fifty-year-old man.

The fifty-year-old man didn't seem to want to escape.

After he flew out of the fault, he actually flew towards Fang Ziming and others who were fighting at the foot of Wuzhi Peak.

Fang Ziming and Du Mang were worthy of being among the top 500 military merit list. Under the siege of the spear warrior Ming Tao, the caravan leader, Tiemu Shisan, and two other evil sect warriors, they not only managed to survive.

They even cooperated with each other to kill one of the two evil warriors on the spot.

Let the scale of victory tilt sharply to their side.

"Ming Tao, do it!"

"I have made arrangements for your family to be taken care of by the soul-stealing helmsman."

Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, the fifty-year-old man flew towards him, wrapped in a layer of blood.

While flying over, he also sent a message to Ming Tao.

Ming Tao had been brainwashed by the fifty-year-old man. Now when he heard the other party's assurance, a flash of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he immediately rushed towards Fang Ziming and Du Mang.

"No, this bastard is going to blow himself up!"

Seeing Ming Tao rushing towards him, Fang Ziming immediately felt a strong malice coming over him like a huge wave.

When Ming Tao glanced at him, he immediately judged that the other party was going to self-destruct.

Ming Tao is a master of the Fifth Realm of Shattering. The destructive power produced by such warriors detonating the sea of ​​qi is simply appalling.

The moment Fang Ziming sensed the danger, he took out a rusty shield and blocked it in front of him.

Boom~~~

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying force exploded from Ming Tao's body.

The explosion swept across in all directions, like a stormy sea. Anyone caught in the explosion was as if they were made of mud. They couldn't even lift a wave and were swallowed up by the explosion and disappeared.

"Is that spear warrior crazy?"

While chasing an old man in his fifties, Cheng Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene.

Because Ming Tao's self-destruction was not told to Temu Shisan and others at all, and the self-destruction was quite sudden.

In this way, the power of the explosion swept away, not only blowing Fang Ziming and two people away, but also the leader of the caravan was instantly blown into ashes.

As for Temu Thirteen, although he was far away, he was not spared. His limbs were broken by the self-explosion, his chest was collapsed, and he only breathed his last breath.

Only the last evil sect warrior, who seemed to have been notified in advance by the fifty-year-old man, fled far away long ago and escaped the disaster.

"North Pole, what are you still doing?"

At this time, the fifty-year-old man had already rushed into the explosion and shouted to the evil warrior who had escaped: "Hurry up and kill all the people who are still alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fifty-year-old man pressed the broken bowl in his hand.

Buzz! The broken bowl emits a layer of blood light that spreads around.

Immediately, the blood essence scattered in the air was gathered together, condensed into blood lines, and flowed into the broken bowl.

It was obvious that the fifty-year-old man had just asked Ming Tao to self-destruct, not to kill the enemy, but to kill people and extract blood essence.

That's why when Ming Tao blew himself up, he didn't notify his own people and directly blew up the leader of the caravan, leaving Temu Thirteen half-breathed.

Because only the dead can have their blood essence quickly drained to help him complete the human blood sacrifice...

Uh-huh! At this time, Na BeiJi received the order, with a cold light in his eyes, he flew towards Du Mang, the lone traveler who was blown away.

That Du Mang was a master of the fifth broken realm.

But his reaction was slow, and Ming Tao rushed in front of him, which could be said to be at the center of the explosion.

Therefore, despite his advanced cultivation and timely defense, he was still blown to death and fell into a coma.

In this state, once approached by the North Pole, death is inevitable!

"Beijing must be stopped and he must not be allowed to kill Du Mang."

At this moment, Cheng Feng had already reacted and knew what the fifty-year-old man was planning.

He clearly wanted to make a desperate move to kill both the enemy and ourselves, absorb the blood essence of the deceased, and complete the human blood sacrifice.

Originally, Cheng Feng planned to kill the fifty-year-old man first, so that the matter would be over.

But after the sword strike just now, he discovered that the fifty-year-old man was protected by the bloody light emitted by the broken bowl. He couldn't kill him for a while.

So he immediately changed his plan and prepared to stop the Arctic murderer first.

As long as the fifty-year-old man cannot absorb enough blood essence, his human blood sacrifice will be self-defeating and end in vain!

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