As Zhang San rose higher and higher, red blood mist began to gather around him.

At first, the blood mist was very light, but as the height went up, the red became thicker and thicker.

Li Shier felt the blood on his body and began to boil.

The blood of God inexplicably began to restless.

Now, he had firmly believed that the blood on Zhang San's body was the blood of the gods!

This familiar feeling and this powerful power cannot be anything else.

Li Shier retreated again and always maintained a reasonable distance.

As long as the distance is enough, he can suppress the divine blood that is about to boil.

far away.

Zhang San was already blood red, like burning flames.

boom!

A dull sound!

It's like thunder falling down!

All the blood mists entered Zhang San's body.

An invisible aura was centered on Zhang San and exploded in all directions!

The Nethers and their weapons defended, but everything was futile.

The air waves swept across the surrounding people with a destructive aura, blowing them all into pieces!

Within 30 meters, there was not a complete body of the Netherworld corpse.

He landed on the ground, holding a sword in one hand.

The whole person was glowing red.

Li Shier had thought before that Zhang San was so famous before, even if he had been imprisoned for thousands of years and was injured, he would not be too weak.

After a brief battle and watching the game, Li Shier did not realize that Zhang San was as strong as he imagined.

Even to a certain extent, it is still a little weak.

This shouldn't be.

If only this is the skill, why can you stand out in the ancient martial arts world where there are so many experts?

Become the second only to Li Si.

Li Shier has already seen the skills of Song Taichong and Qingshan.

Such a junior is so powerful, and the ancient martial artists back then are definitely very strong.

Now, looking at Zhang San, who was covered in red light in front of him, Li Shier seemed to understand.

Besides the blood of God, Zhang San might have something else.

"Han Bing, show your strongest state."

Zhang San roared angrily, jumped high and rotated in the air!

The sword in his hand smashed heavily to the ground!

boom!

A dull sound!

The earth actually began to crack!

Whoosh!

Immediately afterwards, countless sword energy rushed out of the crack.

The Netherworlders were not prepared for their feet and were blown to pieces in just a few seconds.

The sword energy is extremely strong.

This moment.

It seems that there is only Zhang San in the world.

"I broke the Yueming Pass with one sword and defeated Duan Tiancheng, who claimed to be the king of ancient warriors. Today, how much better are you than Duan Tiancheng?"

Every word Zhang San said was like a bell.

It keeps echoing in people's hearts.

"No one I, Zhang San, wanted to kill, survived."

Zhang San carried the sword and walked towards Han Bing step by step.

Tens of thousands of people in the underworld have killed or injured more than half.

Han Bing drew his sword and raised his hand, and all the people in the underworld stopped.

Make a way out.

"My king, I'm willing to duel with you alone." Han Bing jumped out of the chariot, carried a dark blue sword, and walked towards Zhang San.

His walking posture was very strange.

Like a disabled person.

Li Shier looked carefully and found that Han Bing's feet disappeared.

Instead, it is metal.

Just as he was walking, the dragon flew over.

Hit straight into Han Bing’s back!

"Well……"

Han Bing opened his hand, raised his head, and let out a painful roar!

This dragon actually penetrated into his body.

And gradually break open and prepare to come out!

Han Bing's broken feet were replaced by two dragon claws!

His back has wings.

The whole body was covered with dragon scales.

"Dragon Knight?"

Zhang San laughed: "Huang Feilong, you are so amazing. You even used the test of my Wanshan League. I didn't believe it when I said that there were no insiders in the Wanshan League!"

Dragon Knight, the boldest attempt of Wanshan League back then.

The dragons they raised in captivity were integrated with people.

Because the undead is very resistant to damage, this idea is possible.

But until Zhang San was trapped in the divine realm, it was not realized.

I didn't expect that now, I could see Huang Feilong's test pieces.

The dragon crawled into Han Bing's body.

Hula!

With a flapping of wings, Han Bing soared into the air!

Just like the werewolf Li Shier saw at the beginning!

Why are you so familiar with it!

The werewolf also had wings on his back!

Can fly in the sky!

"Flying in the sky and hiding from the ground!" Zhang San raised his head, looked at Han Bing in the air, and stroked the sword with one hand.

The moment he passed by his hand, the sword began to whine.

"break!"

Zhang San put the sword horizontally in front of him, and kept tapping his left hand on the sword!

Red lights, like blood-red arrow feathers, shot towards Han Bing!

Han Bing put his hands on his face and let the red light hit his body.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was constantly repelled in the air, but it was protected by dragon scales and was not injured.

After retreating for hundreds of meters in succession, Zhang San withdrew his long sword.

The attack is invalid.
To be continued...