Chapter 2061 Nine Victories in One Battle

Mo Yicheng stood up and pointed at Ye Shang with his saber, his body full of murderous aura.

There are frequent wars in the Tianhuang Realm. The Demon Wings are a fighting race, but they are very united when they go out to the outside world. In addition, the Demon Wings have to fight to the death when their lives are at stake.

After Nightmare took a step, he unleashed the Blood Lin Xiexie Spear, and the energy on his body began to flow inwardly.

"Go to hell!" Mo Yicheng jumped up into the air, and slashed at Nightmare.

Nightmare swayed, and then charged forward, the Xuelin Punishing Evil Spear cast the True Dragon Art of Reincarnation, stabbing Mo Yicheng's saber.

At this time, Mo Yicheng's saber changed its route, staggered the attack route of Ye Shang's blood Lin Xiexie spear, and slashed at Ye Shang's head. He was planning to exchange injuries for injuries and risk his life.

Seeing this scene, Nightmare laughed, trading injuries for lives? He was really not afraid of such a thing, he continued to charge forward, and the Xuelin Punishing Evil Spear was still stabbing at Mo Yicheng's chest, both of them adopted a direct and desperate fighting method.

"My Demon Wing Clan is not afraid of death, lock!" Mo Yicheng roared, a net-shaped energy line appeared on his body, blocking all the surroundings. He just wanted to trap Nightmare and make Nightmare unable to avoid the situation Next, we can only fight recklessly according to the current situation.

In fact, Nightmare had no intention of hiding, his body and Mo Yicheng quickly approached, and because of the negative impact of the True Dragon Art of Reincarnation, Mo Yicheng could not escape the current situation of being attacked.

Under the negative influence of Nightmare's unique reincarnation and true dragon art, Mo Yicheng's soul power burst out and attacked in all directions, keeping himself awake, maintaining the attack power of the sword and continuing to slay Nightmare.

Stab it!

Mo Yicheng's body armor was pierced by Nightmare's Xuelin Punishing Evil Spear, and the wave force carried by the Blood Lin Punishing Evil Spear directly destroyed Mo Yicheng's body inside.

"Death!" Mo Yicheng poured the energy of his whole body into the saber, and also slashed to the top of Nightmare's head. He wanted to kill Nightmare, but as for the avatar, he didn't care if it was destroyed, as long as this slash could kill Nightmare, even if it was a serious injury.

At this time, Nightmare's left hand exuding a golden glow reached out to the top of his head, and then he grabbed Mo Yicheng's saber and withstood Mo Yicheng's full force before his body was destroyed.

Blocking Mo Yicheng's knife, Ye Shang's right arm trembled, and the Blood Lin Xie Xie Spear moved upwards, cutting Mo Yicheng's head into pieces. After leaving the storage ring behind, he threw Mo Yicheng's body back to the Demon Wing Clan's camp.

"Mo Yicheng, a cultivator of the Demon Wing Clan, died under the gun of Ye Shang in Tianhuang City!" Lin Chuan shouted, and then engraved Mo Yicheng's name under Mo Xiaoting's name.

Taking a few steps back, Nightmare threw Mo Yicheng's storage ring and weapon at Da Zong, "I will continue to fight, please come to Da Zong for the matter of refining the imprint!"

Da Zong nodded with a smile. He was very happy and satisfied. What does it mean to be neat and tidy? Nightmare is clean and neat, one collision easily ends the opponent, and it is a non-destructive war.

"Come on next! Let's fight, let's have a good time." Nightmare's Bloodlin Slaying Evil Spear swiped and declared war on the Demon Wing Clan again.

Gentlemen's battles, appointments and fights, there are also rules. At this time, Nightmare has just fought, and he can fight or not. At this time, Nightmare wants to fight, and wants to deal a heavy blow to the Demon Wing Clan and destroy the Demon Wing. The menacing arrogance of the clan.

"Mozhengyuan, come to fight you!" Another person stood out from the Demon Wing Clan's team.

"Come on!" Ye Shang flashed his body and charged towards Mo Zhengyuan.

"Remember what I said." Mo Zhantian reminded Mo Zhengyuan, what he meant was that if he couldn't do it, he would blow himself up, and Ye Shang had to be dealt with, even if it cost him his life.

After watching the battle between Nightmare and Mo Yicheng, Mo Zhengyuan knew that Nightmare's left hand was strong in defense, so he avoided the reason for Mo Yicheng's failure and fought violently, showing all his strength.

However, because of Ye Shang's speed, Mo Zhengyuan's attacks all fell through.

"Go to hell!" Unable to attack Nightmare, unable to see the hope of defeating Nightmare, Mo Zhengyuan thought for a while, channeled energy to his dantian, and prepared to explode himself.

Noticing this situation, Nightmare naturally understood what was going on, performed the soul attack Miehun Zhan, and slashed towards Mozhengyuan, and at the same time added the phantom impact. Nightmare used it in a single battle for the first time since he cultivated into the mutated Soul Slashing Slash.

Mo Zhengyuan's soul defense blocked Miehun Slash, but the influence of the phantom penetrated into his soul, causing his soul to stop for a while.

At such a critical moment, not to mention a breath, an instant is enough for Nightmare. Nightmare's Blood Lin Xiexie Spear has a spiral penetrating power, directly piercing Mozhengyuan's head and shattering his sea of ​​gods.

In this case, the true qi energy in Mozhengyuan's dantian could not explode without being stimulated and triggered, and would dissipate naturally.

Nightmare's Xuelin Punishing Evil Spear waved, and after collecting Mo Zhengyuan's storage ring, he kicked Mo Zhengyuan's body back to the Demon Wing Clan's camp, "Lin Chuan's lettering, this is the second one, the second Who are the three?"

"Mozheng, a cultivator of the Demon Wing Clan, originated from the beginning of the Ninth Era, and was beheaded by Nightmare on the Nirvana Sea Bridge." Lin Chuan sang his name and engraved it on the battle card.

The two masters of the One Emperor Tribulation of the Demon Wing Clan died in battle, and they died without splashing a little water, not to mention not hurting Nightmare, nor wasting Nightmare, let alone severely injuring Nightmare.

The corners of Mo Zhantian's eyes twitched twice, he naturally saw that Mo Zhengyuan wanted to explode himself, but was interrupted by Nightmare.

"Aren't you going to fight? Who's the third one? I, Nightmare, stand here." Nightmare's Bloodlin Slaying Evil Spear flicked, pointed at the ground, and looked at the Demon Wing Clan camp at the same time.

"Very good, do you think you are invincible?" Mo Zhantian squinted his eyes at Nightmare, he wished he could slap Nightmare to death, but he knew that he didn't have this chance, as long as he did something, Da Zong would definitely intervene, then Then came the melee. He can leave, but all the people he brings will be left behind. In addition, if the gentleman's war is carried out, the purpose of suppressing the aura of the hundreds of clans in the heaven will be defeated.

"Are you stupid, our commander-in-chief asked you to come out? Don't you dare?" Lin Chuan yelled at the Demon Wing clansman after he finished scribbling his name.

"Come on, come on!" Mo Zhantian ordered again, and at the same time issued the soul sound transmission, so that the fighters would seize the opportunity and explode themselves. They must hurt Nightmare, because if they don't solve Nightmare, they will lose this time and be destroyed. It's the momentum of the Demon Wing Clan, and he, Mo Zhantian, can't afford to lose this person.

The fighting started again. At this time, Ye Shang couldn't tell that he was the virtuous king at all. He waved a blood-lin evil spear, and the members of the Demon Wing Clan fell down continuously. Lin Chuan kept remembering their names.

In less than an hour, Nightmare beheaded another seven masters of the Demon Wing Clan. The surroundings of his body were already stained red with blood, and his body was also covered with blood.

The blood of the Emperor Tribulation cultivator contains a lot of energy, and a drop of condensed blood is like a red stream flowing into the sea of ​​silence.