A Man Like None Other

This sword contained the supreme magic power of the Red Cloud Demon Lord, with the will to destroy everything. The air was forcibly ignited in front of the sword blade, forming a burning black trajectory.

The Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion let out a shrill roar, and used all his strength to drive the blood-colored coffin. At the same time, the power of the blood corpse ran wild in his body, and the whole person turned into a huge blood-colored light ball, facing David’s dragon-slaying sword.

“Puff…”The

sword blade split the blood-colored light ball and slashed on the blood-colored coffin.

This time, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull tearing sound.

The Red Cloud Demon Flame madly eroded the blood-colored coffin, and the cracks on the coffin lid expanded rapidly. With a “click”, the entire coffin was completely shattered, turning into countless blood-colored fragments that dissipated in the air.

The Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion screamed in terror. Without the protection of the blood-colored coffin, he was directly exposed to David’s sword.

The magic flames of the Dragon Slashing Sword instantly enveloped his body and began to frantically burn the blood corpse energy in his body.

“No…! Lord Blood Corpse, save me!”

The Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion screamed in despair, trying to summon the power of the Blood Corpse, but the Red Cloud Magic Flame was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, suppressing the corpse energy in his body.

There was no mercy in David’s eyes. He thought of Sang Tianyang’s sacrifice and the miserable situation in the Shura Palace. He turned his wrist and the Dragon Slashing Sword with the blazing magic flames chopped down from the Pavilion Master’s head.

“Ah…!”

shrill screams resounded through the world, and the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion’s body burned inch by inch in the Red Cloud Magic Flame and turned into

remaining soul of the Blood Corpse in his body was completely burned by the magic flames, leaving only a faint smell of blood and

The wind gradually stopped.

Demon Flame on his body slowly receded. He gasped for breath, his face as pale as paper. It was obvious that the price of borrowing the power of the

the corpses

hurried forward to support the

okay?” Huo Jingjing asked

direction of Shura Palace, and said in a hoarse voice: “I’m fine… It’s just that

Qingyun sighed and whispered: “Let’s see

the ruins and finally found several seriously injured and unconscious

looked at the traces left by Sang Tianyang’s self-explosion in the

Master of Tianyuan Pavilion was killed, the Shura Palace had been destroyed,

slowly stood up, and then bowed deeply

you for the Shura

very sad, she was

earlier,

blamed himself a little!

is all fate, it has nothing to do with

to do