Myriad Realms Summoning System

The blood-colored sword energy swung by Feng Yang made Song Yuanqiao feel heavy pressure. He knew that the other party was fighting like a trapped beast, so he did not dare to be negligent at all.

The long sword in his right hand swung out three different sword energies, and his left fist clenched into a fist and frequently struck out with heavy blows. Song Yuanqiao's attack suddenly became fierce, and it didn't even look like Tai Chi.

The hundred-meter-long blood-red sword energy swung by Feng Yang gradually dissipated under the complex attacks and its power decreased sharply.

When it really approached Song Yuan Bridge, it was only a dozen meters long and could no longer threaten Song Yuan Bridge.

puff!

The blood-colored sword energy, with its power greatly reduced, shattered, and Song Yuanqiao's figure flashed, leaving behind traces of true energy in the air.

"No matter how many residual Qi you have, I will destroy them with one sword! Return your bloodline to its original state. Burn! Fiery Sun Bloodline!"

Although his Qi sword was broken, Feng Yang did not show any disappointment. Instead, the expression on his face became even more ferocious, and his aura changed instantly.

His move of returning blood to its origin can gather the power of blood in an instant, and then use the special characteristics of his own blood to increase combat power by burning blood.

Although after using this move, his bloodline power will drop significantly due to burning a part of it, it may even affect his cultivation progress in the future.

But he no longer cared about so many things. He now had only one thought, which was to kill Song Yuanqiao.

His whole body was red as if it was roasted by fire, and blood veins were clearly visible under his skin. These blood veins seemed to be burning with flames. His face was extremely ferocious, and he swung his sword at the several figures.

"The Lieyang bloodline is indeed very special, but if it is squandered like this, Feng Yang may not be able to become one of the top ten masters in the future. It's really sad!" Long Xue shook his head.

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

Looking at Feng Yang at this moment, Xing Hun also showed a trace of disdain on his face and said: "What an idiot, he actually gathered the power of his bloodline first, and then concentrated it to burn it. Regardless of whether he wins or loses this battle, this person's potential has been exhausted. It is impossible for him to achieve greater success."

Zhang Han sneered, "Even if his potential is exhausted, it doesn't matter. His fate is destined to be failure."

Xiao Chen's side has so many Martial Kings, so even if Song Yuanqiao is defeated by Feng Yang, he will not be able to escape death today.

"However, this person's bloodline is not bad. It should be the Fiery Sun Bloodline, ranked 172nd on the Bloodline List, inherited from the ancient demon beast, the Fiery Sun Blood Beast," Tian Yan said.

The Fiery Sun Blood Beast, one of the most famous ferocious beasts in ancient times, can greatly improve its combat effectiveness by burning the power of its bloodline.

The Fiery Sun bloodline inherited by the human race is far less domineering than the original bloodline of the Fiery Sun Blood Beast.

The burning blood of the Fiery Sun Blood Beast can not only greatly improve its own combat effectiveness in a short period of time, but also will not cause too much impact on its own foundation. It only needs a few days of recuperation to recover.

Although the human race's Fiery Sun bloodline can also improve combat effectiveness, the improvement is not significant.

And it has a big side effect. There is no way to restore the burned blood power, and it may even damage the warrior's foundation.

But even so, the Lieyang bloodline is still considered a very powerful bloodline. If one's cultivation also reaches the perfection of the second-level Martial King, even a slight increase in combat power will have a very obvious effect in battle.

At this time, burning his blood without considering the consequences increased Feng Yang's combat effectiveness by more than 20%.

Like a blood-red sun, all the human figures separated by Song Yuanqiao were instantly chopped into pieces by Feng Yang, whose fighting power soared.

"Forcefully using the power of your bloodline can indeed improve your combat effectiveness, but your reaction speed will be slowed down."

Just when Feng Yang's eyes were filled with madness and he thought he could kill Song Yuanqiao, Song Yuanqiao's voice suddenly came from behind him, startling him.

"defense!"

Feng Yang's expression was filled with horror, and at the same time, the blood veins on his back suddenly cracked. His true Qi and the burning blood merged into a blood-colored Qi shield, protecting him tightly.

boom!

Song Yuanqiao punched out, and a huge dent was immediately made on the blood-colored energy shield.

Feng Yang's body was also knocked away by Song Yuanqiao's punch. At the same time, he shouted, "Impossible! One punch broke my blood defense."

Song Yuanqiao shook his head, and when Feng Yang was still unstable, he pointed the sword in his hand directly at him.

"Sir, please show some mercy when you can. Why kill them all? Please stop immediately!"

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

As this palm was slapped out, a huge handprint of true energy burst out from the air, extremely heavy.

The fingerprints on the palm were clearly visible, and he was about to grab Song Yuanqiao's body and quickly subdue him.

Song Yuanqiao's face was gloomy, but the Tai Chi sword in his right hand was ready to strike, and he methodically and continuously hit the Qi handprint. In an instant, the Qi handprint was riddled with holes.

"Six Sword Slaves!"

The sudden appearance of a strong man blocked Song Yuanqiao's pursuit of Feng Yang, but Xiao Chen had no intention of letting Feng Yang go, and immediately sent six sword slaves to hunt him down.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The Six Sword Slaves instantly burst out with terrifying murderous intent, and then six figures mysteriously rushed towards Feng Yang. No one expected that the Six Sword Slaves would suddenly attack.

The six heavenly weapons pierced into the six vital points on Feng Yang's body, leaving him no time to react.

King Wu's vitality was extremely strong, but if he was hit in six vital places at the same time, he would surely die.

There was still an expression of unwillingness on his face, the mountain wind blew his messy long hair, and blood slowly flowed throughout his body.

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

Feng Yang, a super genius of Qiantian Sect who had the potential to be among the top ten masters, died in Longtan Mountain.

He was killed by six top swordsmen who were unknown but had strength beyond imagination.

Tsk! Tsk!

The six sword slaves pulled out the long swords that had pierced Feng Yang's body, and then returned to Xiao Chen with expressionless faces.

Their expressions did not change at all, as if the person they had just killed was not the dynasty's top martial king, but an ordinary warrior.

Song Yuanqiao put away his sword at the same time, ignored the giant palm that had just been shattered, and quickly returned to Xiao Chen.

Everyone's eyes were now focused on the ethereal figure at the top of the tree.

Dressed in white, with more than a dozen Martial Kings guarding him, Xiao Chen suddenly became the most powerful among all the people present, attracting everyone's attention.

Yes, the moment the Six Sword Slaves attacked to kill Feng Yang, everyone thought of a possibility.

The people around Xiao Chen might all be Martial Kings!

Every one of them was a Martial King. Doesn't that explain the problem? This is definitely not a coincidence.

Perhaps those people who did not take action are even more powerful, then this young man would be too terrifying.

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

Xiao Chen swept his cold eyes over the crowd at the foot of Longtan Mountain. Wherever his gaze reached, countless people avoided his gaze.