Chapter 1108: The Final Battle at Fuchen Temple (Part 3)

Just when Murong Lan and Hua Dounan were at loggerheads, Yi Xiaoyu also ducked behind Hua Dounan and stabbed him in the back with a sword.

Pink petals appeared strangely on his back again, condensing into a pink wall, blocking Yi Xiaoyu's attack.

The two people suddenly turned in opposite directions, making Baili Tianyi, who was originally fearful, suddenly stunned and froze in place: "What the hell..."

Hua Dounan, who was surrounded by dark evil aura, looked directly at Murong Lan with eyes that were as cold as the sky: "What do you mean!"

"What do you mean?" Murong Lan's face gradually became ferocious, and his red hair was messy by the cold wind: "Do you really think that my two brothers are brainless? Today, I will avenge my third sister and fourth brother!"

Murong Lan shouted loudly, and the long stick turned into a golden dragon. With the energy of breaking through the void, it tore out a black line and blasted away at Hua Dounan.

At the same time, Yi Xiaoyu also showed resentment in his eyes, with a ferocious face, and stabbed out messy sword shadows with his sword.

Hua Dounan gradually lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an evil arc. Standing between the two men, he accepted their attacks with great ease.

The fierce battle between the three shook the entire void and was on the verge of collapse. Baili Tianyi held the blue-patterned sword tightly, with a look of fear in his eyes: "This guy is actually a strong man in the Heavenly Dao realm!!"

"White Tiger Holy Thunder!"

Baili Tianyi finally stopped hesitating, and with a hand seal, pink thunder instantly filled his body. The terrifying thunder crackled and flickered, instantly making the clouds darker.

Seeing the sky suddenly glowing with pink light and drizzle falling, Bai Chen couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The Holy Thunder of the White Tiger, the blood-succession power that the White Tiger Emperor was proud of back then, has really not been seen for many years.

However, looking at it like this, Baili Tianyi doesn't have the ability to awaken the White Tiger Holy Thunder, so the power of his Holy Thunder is still far behind compared to the real Holy Thunder back then.

The rain fell thinly and scattered on the ground. At this moment, Bai Chen finally withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to look in front of the temple gate.

There, a woman in red is walking this way.

This woman's face is like a peach blossom, not stained with any pink and white. Her pretty face is cold and has the domineering look of an emperor. Like Bai Chen, she carries a sword on her back. The difference is that the sword is snow white, and she Under that graceful figure, there was a strange aura faintly exuding.

Her aura looks calm, but in fact her spiritual pressure is extraordinary, and she has obviously reached the realm of heaven!

Moreover, Bai Chen could feel that this woman's realm might have reached the two-star heavenly realm, and she was obviously stronger than Hua Dounan!

In the Heavenly Dao Realm, the gap between each star is like a chasm in the sky. This is an indisputable fact.

"Tsk, I really didn't expect that Blood Realm's final trump card would be so terrifying. It seems like I'm going to have to give it a try today..."

Bai Chen clenched his fists, his eyes gradually becoming fiery.

"Blood Realm?" The woman in red came to the courtyard, raised her cold eyes, and looked at Bai Chen without any emotion: "I am Chu Yehong of Prince Mu's Palace, and I have nothing to do with the Blood Realm!"

"Prince Mu's Mansion, isn't that the lackey of the Blood Realm?" Bai Chen held the Wind God Sword, his eyes focused, and a strange green flame instantly attached to the sword, causing the surrounding temperature to suddenly rise at an extremely terrifying speed. rising.

Looking at the rising blue flames, Chu Yehong said coldly: "I don't want to know whether Prince Mu's Mansion cooperates with the Blood Realm, but the young prince has ordered me to come and take your head. You must die today!"

boom--

The terrifying two-star heavenly realm spiritual pressure enveloped the entire world in an instant. In this dense and heavy spiritual pressure, everyone's expressions changed dramatically.

Such a strong man has far surpassed those who are fighting.

Being in such a vast spiritual pressure, Bai Chen was not at ease, but he was not afraid because he did not feel that he had no chance of winning.

"The best swordsman in the world, Chu Yehong, let me see you!"

Bai Chen stepped on the sole of his foot, and his figure suddenly flashed with afterimages, speeding around Chu Yehong like the wind.

Chu Yehong's cold eyes flashed rapidly following Bai Chen's light and shadow, and she stood there without any movement.

It seems that there are flaws all over the body, but there are no flaws at all!

"drink!"

Bai Chen's figure suddenly appeared in front of Chu Yehong. He swept the Fengshen Sword in the air and attacked directly from the front.

Chu Yehong's face was expressionless, and she looked directly at the fierce sword peak coming towards her. She did not draw her sword, but raised her jade finger.

The Fengshen Sword pierced her finger directly, as if it had pierced gold and stone. The sword body trembled violently, and the force of the rebound made Bai Chen's palm numb.

Of course, even though Chu Yehong was powerful, she was still stung by the sacred flames of the Suzaku on the sword, causing her complexion to change slightly.

Feeling her change, Bai Chen showed a deep smile, and the Feng Shen Sword danced with messy sword shadows in his hands. The swordsmanship was so exquisite that Chu Yehong couldn't help but look gloomy as he resisted.

Phew——

Following Bai Chen's volley and whirling slash, a hotter black flame appeared again on the sword.

At this moment, Chu Yehong finally put down all her arrogance, suddenly retracted her raised fingers, and quickly retreated. Then her handprints changed, and the white sword behind her flew directly out of the scabbard and fell into her hand.

Ding!

There was a piercing crisp sound, and as the black and white swords collided, a terrifying energy ripple erupted in mid-air. Chu Yehong's heavenly Dao realm spiritual power surged out, causing Bai Chen to fly backwards.

After sliding on the void for a long distance, Bai Chen finally stabilized his figure.

Holding his numb palm, Bai Chen raised his eyes, put the Wind God Sword on his shoulder, and smiled calmly: "See, it's time to draw the sword."

"..."

Chu Yehong held the white long sword, and her delicate body trembled violently in the cold wind and drizzle.

A two-star Heavenly Dao Realm was forced to draw the sword by a four-star Sea Realm. For her, this was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation in her life!

Chu Yehong was really angry.

At that time, a fierce spiritual power storm broke through the sky in an instant, the dark clouds dissipated, the houses collapsed, and the entire Fuchen Temple began to shake violently. Many monks were in this shock, rolling and bumping on the tilted and overturned ground, screaming.