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Victory was so simple? Red Rain suddenly felt lonely. The life and death struggle that he had been anticipating did not occur. He turned his face to the sea. The sea breeze was bitter, the clouds were dim, and the sky was lonely. In the depths of the red clouds was not the rising sun, but an extraordinary loneliness.

"With a heaven's pride level expert buried here, where will I be buried?" Red Rain turned around and looked at the 'ice grave' she had created and continued sighing. There was no lack of joy in it.

Loneliness is better than death. Experts should have such awareness.

"You will be buried in the void." Roar! Ling Jun's gloomy voice was heard. Red Rain's eyes were blazing. How could he not die after being hit by the Blood Slaughter Curse? Was it that primordial spirit? Impossible. The primordial spirit did not have the ability to block it.

Chi! Chi! Chi! A light flickered within the frozen space. Bang, the powerful sword qi shattered the ice. His spirit energy landed in front of Red Rain's eyes. With a wave of his hand, he struck out with his sword.

"Red Rain retreated at top speed, but the sword Qi still managed to pierce her right chest." "You ?" The spirit in front of him turned black. It was obvious that he had been struck by the Blood Slaughter Curse. "It's just that after a single strike, his hand regained its color." "Greater Transformation?"

It was just a single strike from Spirit Manipulation. The terrifying Blood Death Curse, the Great Transformation skill was actually unable to completely release it. The remnants of the power were crushing his hands.

Red Rain saw it clearly. He sneered, "If you go find someone to treat him now, you might still have a chance."

"Bei Feng doesn't know any Blood Slaughter Spell! You're of the Witch clan!" Ye Xiao was shocked.

"There is no racial distinction in the Five Saint Sea. You don't have a chance to live until tomorrow. " Red Rain said as she flew high on her sword. After confirming that his Spirit Sutra had been attacked, he no longer had any concerns. The following battle had already become his own massacre.

Ling Jun chuckled. "You won't live more than a quarter of an hour." The blue light enveloped his body and he activated eight body techniques.

Peng peng peng peng, his muscles and bones were filled with a terrifying power. Ling Du roared towards the sky, and a large hand descended from the sky. Hong Yu was sent back onto the stage with a 'boom'.

Boom! Puff! Cracks appeared on the Five Saints Terrace. "My spirit has sealed all the meridians in my hands, so I can only rely on my legs to perform the cultivation technique." Eight steps for meditation. "

Bang! The stage shook with each step. Two steps, red rain. Three steps and two people were already rolling in the air.

Peng peng peng peng. The attack of Ling Jun was so fast that it was impossible to dodge. Hong Yu was shocked by Ling Du's kick and kicked seventeen or eighteen times.

Boom! The Spirit Descends onto the ground under the feet of the red rain. Countless rocks were sent flying. Whoosh! Whoosh! The five sacred altar trembled.

Clang. The three swords fell after they landed on the ground. Red Rain tightly hugged Ling Jun's right foot. "A pained smile appeared on his face." You are the first person to strike down my sword. " He frowned. "Also the last one."

Wah! Ling Yu spat out a mouthful of blood. "This Blood Slaughter Curse is poisonous." This is your last pride. " He used all of his strength to break away from the red rain, retreating to continue suppressing the Blood Slaughter Spell. He quickly expelled the blood poison from his body when he was stronger.

Sizzle sizzle. The body of Ling Jun, who was enveloped by the blue light, trembled continuously. As he was doing his best to save himself, Red Rain picked up her sword. Just beating down his own sword had already made him lose all face, let alone being stepped on in front of the attention of tens of thousands of people.

He disdained killing those in danger, but he knew that he had to die. Because this was a duel.

The sword, like a poisonous dragon, emerged from the sea. The violent sword qi attacked first.

Boom, hualala. Water Curtain Sky Hua. The sea water blasted out a barrier and landed between Ling Jun and Red Rain. The splashing water suddenly turned into a flurry of snowflakes, all of a sudden, purple.

Red Rain brandished her sword like the rain, dodging the attacks of the snowflakes. He had a feeling that this was the legendary ice restriction of the Purple Cloud Sect. It was an abnormal technique that could control the mind.

The scorching sun was high in the sky, and snow was falling in the sky. Even though there was a large group of onlookers not far away, everyone could feel that Xiao Sha's loneliness was filling up the world.

The red rain had already wrapped itself in the sword light, and even the spirit stopped trembling. The blue light around his body also disappeared. With heavy steps, he walked amidst the purple snow.

Phew... The wind blew in the west, blowing the snowflakes onto his shoulders. The sword was already cold, and his body was already blurry.

Boom! Boom! The red rain created gales and caused the snow to flutter. When the snow in the sky would be blown away by him. Bang! The howling wind carried the engulfed purple snow as it rushed towards Ling Jun.

"I'd like to see who dies first." Red Rain was depressed. Both his spirit and spirit stopped him from sensing the Blood Death Curse.

With a whoosh, the spiritual energy safely passed through the violent wind. The sword in his hand let out a metallic screech. It was as if it had met a terrifying enemy. Needless to say, it was Red Rain who wielded the ancient bronze blade.

The moment the bronze sword appeared, it immediately exuded an ancient aura. Upon closer inspection, there were specks of rust on the blade of the sword. It was not rust, but its mark. Green-clothed Sword! The ancient sword ranked third in the famous sword manual.

It wasn't strange for Red Rain to have such a treasure. Cleansing will hide the treasures of the world. Moreover, it was an organization secretly controlled by the Five Saint Sea.

Looking at the green-clothed sword, even their hearts felt as though they were being stabbed by a knife. He still hadn't found his own face and soul. Although it was not an ancient sword, it did not have intelligence. But in his previous life, he had found countless treasured swords. Yan Hun was the best at it. He had been constantly searching for treasures, but he had forgotten that his sword was still in someone else's hands. What kind of grief was this?

"Die." Ling Jun waved his hand and the autumn water sword cut through the air, thrusting straight into the red rain.

"The Hundred Steps Flying Sword won't trouble me." "Red Rain grasped her sword with both hands, holding it vertically in front of her chest." attaching the soul. "

What... Soul Sword? You are seeking your own destruction. Ling Jun smacked the ground with both hands and shouted, "Infinity Tomb!" He said that he would make Red Rain perish in the void.

The Avatar Door was a variation of the Avatar Gate. An invisible and colorless illusory space.

Red Rain's expression was filled with disdain, and the sword in her hand began to shine with a green light. The head of the beast took on the shape of a stupefied corpse, swallowing up the Autumn Water Sword and the Formless Graveyard.

Creak, creak, creak. The beast was chewing on the autumn water sword. Ling Du Kong glared at him. You can crush autumn water? No, it was devouring the sword spirit.

Ji Ji, the autumn water sword spirit let out a mournful cry. His spirit was in an uproar as he transformed into a sword and went straight for the beast's head. He didn't need to gain insights into the Profound Truths of the Unity Sword. This move had already taken the shape of a sword.

The beast opened its huge mouth and swallowed all of the spirit without any hesitation.

"Hmph, you can be the nourishment of my Sword Spirit." Red Rain spoke again.

Ling Quan held his sword and sneered: "I'm not you. "Falling Moon Slash."

The sword slashed out, leaving nothing behind. The berserk sword Qi was like a clay ox entering the sea, disappearing without a trace. The mouth that was within reach seemed to be even taller than the sky.

"Thunder Chop." Ling Jun struck again. The head of the beast seemed to be inspired. Chewing and chewing.

The Spirit only felt his primordial spirit being severely squeezed. The terrifying power seemed as if it wanted to crush the primordial spirit into pieces.

Directly attacking the Primal? All right. Taste my fist. Ling Du swung her fist to hit a point where it could reach. Boom! Boom! Boom! The continuous attacks could only relieve the pressure on his primordial spirit.

"The more you fight, the more berserk the Blood Death Curse becomes. If it breaks through your suppression. I will shatter your body in an instant. " Red Rain laughed crazily. The so-called myth was only mediocre. He firmly believed that he was a myth.

His punches had an effect, and his spirit immediately stopped. He gathered his strength and swung his sword.