Chapter 237 The Death of the Purple Star Sword Saint

A giant hand with dozens of meters of pure erosion power appeared from the sky. However, as the blood soul array summoned endless erosion power gathered on this giant hand, the giant hand was still growing, and it was not until more than 100 meters before it slowly stopped, and then it was fiercely photographed.

Such a scene is really doomsday.

"Impossible!"

The purple star sword saint under the giant hand is really pale as paper. How can this be the power of the fifth level?

The original hidden wind power was controlled by the exquisite power of the Purple Star Sword Saint, and Mu Ran turned into two huge wind blades of more than ten meters fast and one slow.

The fast wind blade was directly supported by the Purple Star Sword Saint, and then the speed suddenly increased a lot, turning into a green light, quickly escaping from the pressure of the giant hand covering the sky.

As for another slow wind blade, after leaving the sword blade of the Purple Star Sword, it split quickly into two, two into four and eight, and then with thousands of small wind blades rotating and cutting at high speed, a hurricane technique of more than 20 meters high was formed in the blink of an eye.

Under the control of the Purple Star Swordsman, this hurricane technique directly faced the giant palm under the bombardment of the sky.

Squeak......

With only a slight obstruction, the hurricane technique was overwhelmed by the endless erosion force.

Although there is such a trace of wind system cutting law in thousands of wind blades, it is nothing compared with the giant hand of the sky.

Puff...

The wind cutting law consumed a small part of the giant hand, and finally the giant hand completely gathered by the force of erosion still slapped to the ground.

However, taking advantage of this slight pause, Zixing Jiansheng completely escaped from the space under the pressure of the giant hand.

Boom!

A earth-shaking sound, with dozens of screams, all the guards brought by the Marquis of Violet were destroyed.

It is no wonder that when the Marquis of Violet and the Marquis of Lankel fought before, basically all the powerful guards under the Holy Land were killed by Lankel in one breath. Now the guards of this team can still take out their hands are just an ordinary fourth level.

In this way, this team of guards is naturally unreasonable under the bombardment of the giant hand of Youyuan.

The earth trembled and cracked in all directions, but the secludedness of the sky and the Purple Star Kensei no longer paid attention to it.

"The art of blood demon transformation!"

With the emergence of a shocking breath, Youyuan has wings on his back and a scorpion tail, and his whole body is full of thick silver lines, which is really a demon image full of wild explosive power.

Although the storm power of the transformation of fighting spirit is exquisite, it has gone to the end...

Youyuan thought so, but he was not in a hurry to do it. Behind him, two balls of erosion appeared, and then with the endless erosion power of the blood soul, he expanded half to the opposite purple star sword saint.

However, even if it is only such a power, the Purple Star Sword Saint must be treated cautiously. Even in the feeling of the Purple Star Sword Saint, he even broke through the limit of the original power manipulation under great pressure this time.

I'm afraid it's really over this time.

The purple star sword saint Muran's heart is cold. This kind of strength really should not appear on a fifth-order body!

What will it be like for such a person to advance to the Holy Land?

"The art of blood escape!"

In an instant, the figure of Youyuan disappeared, and at the same time, a blood around the Purple Star Sword Saint turned into a blood fog, and the body of Youyuan turned out.

It turned out that the Youyuan took advantage of the moment when the Purple Star Sword Saint lost his mind, and the power of blood lurked in front of the other party.

Boom!

With a fierce bombardment, the space swung slightly. With the power of erosion all over the sky, the purple star sword turned into a shadow and fell to the ground.

However, the secluded plain of the sky looked at the Purple Star Sword Saint who fell to the earth and frowned slightly.

It seems that the Purple Star Sword Saint really understood something. The original power that Youyuan could kill did not kill the other party.

Dong......

The earth trembled, and the Purple Sword Saint stood firmly on the earth.

Although the earth under his feet cracked again, the Purple Star Swordsman did not suffer any secondary damage.

This...

Is this the power of the sky and the earth?

Mu Ran, another powerful momentum broke out from the body of the purple star, not the power of the wind law, but an absolute fighting force.

The eyes of the sky were slightly narrowed. At this time, the power of Purple Star is absolutely stronger than that of the demon mixed-race Molani, which is basically equal to the two hell banshees!

However, Youyuan didn't care, but silently looked at the Purple Star Sword Saint on the ground, with some decline in his eyes.

cough...

With a heavy cough, Zixing Jiansheng finally couldn't stand it anymore. A mouthful of bright red blood coughed out, and the original powerful momentum quickly declined, and the fire of the soul began to slowly weaken.

The Purple Star Swordsman reluctantly smiled and looked at the secludedness of the sky.

"I heard from the morning that you will die in the evening. Thank you very much!"

It seemed that he was going to cough up blood again, but the Purple Star Sword Saint forcibly resisted his heavy cough and took the sword first, and then stabbed his heart fiercely!

He died of breath, and the purple star sword saint's body fell down.

It turned out that on the body of Zixing Jiansheng, a big hole had just been blown out by the golden fist supported by the original power of will, and many erosion forces had completely damaged the internal organs of Zixing Jiansheng at this time.

Although the Purple Star Sword Saint can support him for a while with the power of the Holy Land, he did not choose to survive, but chose to break himself.

Youyuan slowly put the trace of decline in his eyes into the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Youyuan seemed to have no hatred for the Purple Star Sword Saint anymore, and actually performed a magician's etiquette on a corpse.

When the heart moved, the blood soul array of seven abyss demons disbanded, and then disappeared on this plane, and the endless erosion power of the sky slowly dissipated.

Then he flew into the distance without any words to hide evil, iron and blood, and the holy place of white robe medicine.

Youyuan looked at Violet, who was unconscious by iron and blood in the sky, felt the unique space power in his body, and gradually a trace of excitement in his eyes covered up the original loss.

"Two masters, the matter of Zi Jinxiang has come to an end. Let's go back to the imperial capital first, and finally tell the two masters in detail!"

Yao Sheng in the white robe was slightly stunned, but his iron-blooded eyes lit up. After faintly guessing something, he didn't say anything. His ferocious face with scars on his face smiled slightly and directly threw the violet in his hand to Youyuan.

took the coma violet from the iron and blood. After the ghost was casually destroyed, he also smiled at the iron blood and disappeared quickly in the sky with several hidden evil people.

A fifth-order soul slave with the power of space was born.