Douluo: Don’t be a licker

With the sound of a sword, the sky and the earth seemed to tremble.

The ground shook, and particles of dust floated up.

In the sky, there were bursts of thunder, and more and more lightning gathered.

The rumbling thunder, combined with the lightning enough to illuminate the world, seemed to be the end of the world.

The most important thing is that the sky has turned into a bloody color.

Although it is not enough to be as exaggerated as it was more than ten years ago, when the blood was all over the world, but at this moment, the entire territory of the Po Zhi clan saw nothing but the color of blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically, including Yang Wudi who had already taken action.

This scene……

So familiar!

I believe that anyone who experienced that night more than ten years ago will see that scene that will be an unforgettable memory.

Now that the scene of the past has reappeared, I don’t know how many people’s inner fears have been aroused.

"You, you, you are..."

Yang Wudi was surprised, but found that he had lost control of his body.

However, the soul-breaking spear had already been thrust out of the air and continued to stab Song Wuxin in the face.

Wherever he passed, the ground burst into dust and cracks appeared.

A shocking blow!

This shot is enough to match the power of a titled Douluo!

But at this time, Yang Wudi had nothing but fear besides fear.

The Gorefiend is back!

This is enough news to make the whole continent tremble three times.

The nightmare of countless people will wake up from deep sleep.

He won't admit it wrong, the person in front of him is definitely the descendant of the Gorefiend back then!

You can’t go wrong!

The descendant of the Blood Demon is born, so the appearance of the Blood Demon is not far away.

In that battle back then, the Gorefiend was alone, and nearly wiped out all the high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall.

It was also from that battle that Wuhundian still had not fully recovered its strength.

This memory will be unforgettable by all.

What really frightened Yang Wudi was that the heir of the Gorefiend was actually a member of Song State.

in this case……

The blood demon must also be in the country of song. He has disappeared for so many years, maybe he is recovering from his injuries.

If he had recovered from his injuries, it would be another disaster for the world.

With the Blood Demon in charge in the Song Dynasty, coupled with powerful figures such as the God of Killing Douluo Bai Qi and the Douluo Zhuge Liang, it was only a matter of time before they could dominate the world.

Now that his disciple came to our broken clan, and let me see such a scene, I am afraid that he has already become murderous.

If it can't be used by him, he will definitely choose to kill someone to silence him.

It turns out that he is a disciple of the Blood Demon. No wonder he has already broken through to the realm of Titled Douluo at such a young age.

Just as Yang Wudi was stunned, another voice came from the sky.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

In an instant, everyone's expression changed again.

Thousands of bloody flying swords floated in the air.

In the sky, apart from the bloody sword, nothing else can be seen.

Densely packed, countless.

It makes people feel their scalps go numb and their backs feel cold.

At this time, the accident occurred.

On the ground, countless earth and stones floated, condensing into one bloody sword after another.

Houses, trees, dirt, stones, birds flying through the sky...

As long as it is something, it can be condensed into a flying sword.

In the sky, there are more and more flying swords.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside.

In a blink of an eye, a hurricane rose.

Countless clansmen also began to fly into the sky, uncontrollably, with their hands spread out as the hilt and their feet together as the blade.

Use people as swords!

The entire Pozhi tribe was instantly in chaos, shouting one after another in a chaotic manner.

Wang Yangming's expression changed, and he hurriedly summoned the Wuhun Bamboo Sword, inserting the sword deeply into the soil.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, all the soul power is concentrated in the hands.

Only in this way can we avoid the embarrassing situation of becoming a flying sword.

As for Yang Wudi, he has lost control of his body at this moment and has become one of the flying swords of the human body.

Ten thousand swords return to the sect, and in the center, there is a bloody sword floating.

But with a scabbard.

Because of the realm of strength, even many people can't see the existence of this sword.

Only Yang Wudi and Wang Yangming could see clearly.

You can’t go wrong!

This is the sword of the blood demon that the blood demon never left his body in the legend!

This person must be the direct disciple of the Blood Demon!

Song Wuxin floated in the center of the ten thousand bloody swords, holding the bloody sword in his hand.

The soul-breaking gun has arrived.

He raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.

The sword is not sheathed.

Just like this, it was displayed with a sword.

Among the countless flying swords, an ordinary bloody sword flew out and slashed towards the soul-breaking gun.

boom!

The two phases collided, and there was a deafening explosion in the air.

The ground also trembled twice.

It split open countless pieces of dust and gravel, flew into the air, and condensed into flying swords.

At the same time, the blood fiend flying sword and the soul-breaking gun were shattered inch by inch.

how can that be!

Yang Wudi, and all the members of the Hepozhi Clan watched this scene dumbfounded.

Just an ordinary bloody flying sword can crush the soul-breaking gun...

But now, ordinary bloody flying swords like this are densely packed in the sky, and there are countless them.

This is definitely a dream.

Many tribesmen who had always admired Yang Wudi couldn't accept this fact and had fainted.

However, even if they fainted, they were still flying swords with human bodies.

"How is it, Patriarch Yang?"

When the voice came, Yang Wudi found that all the clansmen were gathered together, including him.

And the head is facing a huge stone directly below...

"I wonder how Patriarch Yang has considered the proposal I just made?"

Yang Wudi's pupils shrank sharply.

If he doesn't agree, he intends to insert all the human flying swords upside down into the boulder below.

If you don't die, you have to peel off your skin.

He is a strong Contra, so he can naturally save his life. Those clansmen with low cultivation bases will surely die.

"I'm very busy and I only have three breaths of time for you to think about it."

"Three...two...one!"

All the flying swords of the human body were quickly inserted from the sky, and the scene was very spectacular.

The speed was so fast that the wind almost scraped off a layer of skin on the face, which was burning hot.

"I promise!"

Just an inch away from the stone on his forehead, Yang Wudi suddenly rips his forehead.

All the clansmen, their foreheads are only an inch away from the stone.

If Song Wuxin's control ability was slightly off, most of the people would have turned into corpses at this moment.

The flying swords all over the sky gradually dispersed.

In the sky, the bloody thundercloud slowly disappeared.

The sunshine just now was restored.

All this makes everyone feel as if they are dreaming.

However, there are countless cracks and rubble on the ground, and houses and buildings have been destroyed one by one, reminding everyone that this is all true.

The cold sweat on my forehead hasn't dried yet.

This was Song Wuxin's first time using Wan Jian Guizong, and he was very satisfied with this power.

Group attack, a large area in an instant.

No matter how powerful it is, it's pretty cool.

I believe that any man would want to be able to do this.

Wan Jian Guizong looks more handsome than many swordsmen.