Chapter 315 Impossible! ! !
Wow~~~ The endless blood river is rolling, and waves are formed, whipping the surface of the river.
Tan Feng fell into the river of blood, only to feel that there was an amazing killing intent coming from all directions, and his face changed slightly.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang was holding the Three Killing Sword, his eyes were cold, and both the killing domain and the sword intent domain were spreading at the same time.
The combination of Huangquan Road, Killing Domain, and Sword like the Sea.
"Oppression!" Jian Wushuang shouted in a low voice.
Boom~~ The blood river that filled the sky skyrocketed in power, and directly drove towards Tan Feng frantically.
Tan Feng also spread around the domain, but under the pressure of the blood river, it retreated layer by layer. Tan Feng also noticed an unprecedented force on him, which made him a little breathless.
"What?" Tan Feng's eyes widened, feeling that his actions had become extremely difficult at this moment, and his heart immediately set off a huge wave.
"Sixty percent, my strength has been suppressed by sixty percent! How is it possible?"
Tan Feng's face was full of disbelief.
It should be noted that he is also the top powerhouse in control of the domain. Under the circumstance of using the domain with all his strength, his strength has been suppressed by a full 60%.
"What the hell is this river of blood, how can the power be so strong?" Tan Feng was horrified.
He didn't know that the power of this blood river was formed by the combination of Huangquan Road, Killing Territory, and Jianruhai.
Of these three, one is the secret technique, the other is the domain of the origin, and the other is the sword technique!
The three are all domain-type means, which can be combined with each other and superimposed on each other.
Among the three, the weakest is Jian Ruhai, followed by Killing Domain, and Huangquan Road is the strongest.
Jian Wushuang only used Huang Quanlu, I was afraid it would be enough to overwhelm Tan Feng's domain and suppress Tan Feng's strength, and now the combination of the three, the power is even more monstrous. The strength suppressed 60%.
boom!
An ear-piercing burst of air suddenly sounded, and Jian Wushuang, holding the three-killing sword, shot up to the sky, just like Shura from the boundless hell, with a red light in his eyes. He appeared in front of Tan Feng, and the three-killing sword was drawn in the void. After a strange arc, with a shocking power, he slashed directly towards Tan Feng.
At the moment when the sword light was split, the anger on the Three Killing Swords skyrocketed, and the power of the first-grade divine weapon suddenly exploded.
The surrounding blood river is also tumbling and boiling frantically. Invisibly, there is a power blessing on Jian Wushuang, making him more powerful, and the power of the sword light has skyrocketed again!
Tan Feng's complexion has also become dignified, watching this powerful sword light strike, he does not dare to be careless any more, the palm like a dead tree is waved, and the power of the entire domain is concentrated in an instant. Above his palm, at the same time, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his palm.
"Collapse!"
Tan Feng shouted angrily, and the palm surrounded by bright golden light turned towards the void ahead, and shot fiercely.
For a time, the sky and the earth shook, and as the palm wind passed, the void trembled wildly.
The two are in contact.
boom!
There was a loud bang between the heavens and the earth, just like a thunderclap on the ground, but it was abrupt~~ Kacha! The subtle voice sounded, but Tan Feng's pupils immediately became round.
I saw the burst of rich golden light bursting out of his palm, and there were already cracks, and the cracks were still growing. In an instant, the golden light completely disintegrated, but the power of the sword light continued to strike without diminishing in the slightest.
Tan Feng's eyes showed a look of horror, and the next moment he was suddenly filled with the power of wind and thunder.
Wow~~ Tan Feng's figure suddenly turned into a lightning bolt and disappeared in place.
"Um?"
Jian Wushuang slashed into the air with a sword, frowned, and immediately looked around, only to see beside him, a flash of lightning flashed one after another in the blood river, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was about to leave the blood river range.
"Want to escape?"
Jian Wushuang snorted coldly, and immediately in front of Dao Leiguang, the endless blood river was lifted up, and the water of the long blood river actually directly formed a bloody palm,
This blood-colored palm also contained great power, and it slapped Tan Feng like a fly.
"what?"
This sudden scene made Tan cover a big change, and before he could resist, he was slapped by the bloody palm and flew out.
On the way to retreat, Tan Feng tried frantically to stand firm, but an unprecedented sense of crisis struck in vain. Tan Feng turned his head with difficulty, only to find that a cold sword light had appeared behind him.
Bang!
The sword light contained explosive power and penetrated through his body in an instant, piercing his body through a huge hole.
"I, I..." Tan Feng muttered, seemingly unwilling, but when the life dissipated, his eyes were fixed on the long sword in Jian Wu's hands. He knew that sword.
"Then, that sword..."
"This sword...isn't it in Leng Rushuang's hands?"
Tan Feng's eyes were empty, thinking there.
Jian Wushuang stood indifferently in the middle of the river of blood, watching Tan Feng's life slowly dissipating, a special arc evoked at the corner of his mouth, and then he said slowly: "Tan Feng, a month ago, you chased me down. As miserable as it is, you died in my hands today, which can be regarded as karma.”
Hearing this, Tan Feng's pupils, which were about to be scattered, shrank suddenly.
A month ago, it was so miserable to hunt him down?
When his strength reaches his level, he usually rarely shoots. In the past year, he has only shot twice, and the one a month ago...the identity of that person?
"impossible!"
"impossible!!!"
Tan Feng shook his head frantically, roaring furiously in his heart.
Impossible, he would never believe that the person in front of him was the one he chased and killed a month ago!
Because a month ago, he indeed killed the other party with his own hands, and the corpses were brought back by him and handed over to the Holy Palace.
How could he still be alive?
Jian Wushuang didn't speak, he just stretched out his hand and slowly took off the bloody demonic mask on his face, revealing a young and handsome face.
Seeing this familiar face, Tan Feng was completely stunned.
"It's him, it's really him." Tan Feng murmured, his breath getting weaker and weaker, but his heart was still shocked.
Jian Wushuang, who was beheaded by him and brought back his body, didn't even die?
Not only did he not die, but he also came directly to the door today and killed him with his own hands!
In the middle, only a month has passed!
A month ago, Jian Wushuang had almost no resistance in his hands. Even if he tried his best to devour the power of all things, he was still not his opponent.
But now after a month... Jian Wushuang, one person and one sword, never even played the last card, but with an absolute crush, he defeated and beheaded him, making him unable to escape.
"One month..."
Tan closed his eyes, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he was muttering something in his heart.
"What kind of monster did I provoke a month ago?"
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