Han Shantong's offensive was violent, and as soon as he took action, the earth was shaking, the rivers were boiling, and a long sword almost reflected the entire Sishui River.

"This, this..."

The audience was shocked, and Song Zhenglun opened his mouth wide and had already slipped out of water, but he didn't know it at all.

Anyone thought Han Shantong had occupied the victory in the scene. If it weren't for the Sishui River God's century-long power, the people of Wuliu Town would have been unable to help cheering.

However, Han Shantong knew about his own family and became more and more shocked as he fought. His red blood sword that melted his natal soul was his sharpest killer move. He thought that once this treasure was released, he would definitely kill the evil god easily.

After all, how many evil demons who dare to do the tricks in the Sishui River can do?

Unexpectedly, his red blood sword pounced into the river and was wrapped in an evil force. He could not control the sword body vaguely.

The boiling of Manjiang was not created by his red blood sword, but was simply done by the evil god of Sishui.

With a wow, Han Shantong suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and a blood line suddenly appeared in the air, and the light in the river water suddenly became abundant.

With a stinging sound, the red blood sword suddenly rose from the river and slashed again, causing more than ten feet of huge waves.

Han Shantong's face was like white paper, and the runes were continuously produced in the air, and blood grooves appeared in the air, forming a complex Tai Chi pattern.

"Blood burning technique!"

Song Zhenglun shouted loudly, inexplicably surprised, he recognized the forbidden technique.

This forbidden technique uses the burning of essence and blood to forcibly improve the caster's strength, which is the most decisive and domineering.

"Who would like to help me with my essence and blood to kill this evil god in Si Shui? Do you want your descendants to live in the shadow of this evil god?"

Han Shantong shouted loudly.

Song Zhenglun was even more stunned. If this blood-burning technique uses other people's essence and blood to help the formation, it will naturally be more powerful. However, in order to maintain the formation, one part of the essence and blood of others will have to use a sliver of his own essence and blood. Han Shantong clearly gave up his life.

Han Shantong shouted loudly, but no one answered. He shouted in despair, "Han Shantong dies here today."

"Uncle, I'll give you blood and kill monsters."

A tender voice was like a thunderbolt, thundering the audience.

The person who spoke was the little girl of the Wang family. The thin little man said he was not afraid and his body trembled violently, but he saw her bit her wrist tightly, revealing a huge wound that looked like a baby's mouth.

Suddenly, blood flowed outwards.

As soon as the blood flowed out, it was sucked away by the Tai Chi blood map in the air.

The little girl is a mortal body, and her essence and blood are weak. Even though she is sucked into the Tai Chi Blood Picture, it does not help the halo of the Tai Chi Blood Picture to be grand, but it warms Han Shantong's cold heart to a certain extent.

"And I."

The boy from the Wang family also bit his hand. He was afraid of the pain and did not dare to bite a huge wound on his wrist like his sister. He only bit his middle finger and a bloodline leaked out.

Although his bloodline was shallow, it was like a spark, burning the whole audience.

More than a half-tenths of young men took the lead in cutting their wrists, and blood gushed, and the Tai Chi blood diagram finally added more glory.

"It's a sin, it's a sin..."

An old man with white hair as white as silver slammed the dove stick in his palm to the ground, and lamented while cutting open his old branch-like arm.

"Old Liu!"

Xu Ding was inexplicably shocked.

Old Liu's eyes were filled with tears and shouted loudly, "It's over, can you still hope that the monster will let me wait? If you can't kill this monster today, my Wuliu Town will be destroyed today!"

Xu Ding looked in pain and sighed to the sky. A dagger appeared in his palm, and more than ten huge bloody mouths were drawn all over his body. "Fight against this monster raised by the bitch!"

For a moment, the people of tens of thousands of Wuliu Town were all crazily drawing holes on their bodies, crying and cursing while slashing.

The hundreds of years of suffering in the sea of ​​blood and the resentment of the Sishui River God were completely vented at this moment.

"Don't let the hell, what are I afraid of? I'll go to your mother."

Song Zhenglun was not sure who was rushing, but when he brushed, all his fingers broke open, and a lot of blood was rolling towards the Tai Chi pattern.

"Shameless man, something I have never seen in my life."

In anger, Song Zhenglun stared at someone and scolded him. Someone just sat down and looked up at the bright moon in the sky, as if he had never seen the fun in front of him.

In the air, the Tai Chi blood map finally became brighter, and Han Shantong's face almost became transparent. Using the secret technique, his combat power was growing rapidly and his momentum was rising wildly.

The red blood sword seemed to turn into a ball of flame, slashing down in the Sishui River faster and faster.

"roar!"

A shocking roar came from the bottom of the river. Suddenly, the river water rolled up more than ten feet high. Song Zhenglun hurriedly used magic power to control the river water not to fall on the people on the shore.

The river fell into the river, and a black dragon ten feet long stretched across the air. The scales on its body were shining with a cold light. A pair of blood looked at the audience with extremely cold coldness. The terrifying dragon power emanated from him unscrupulously.

Tens of thousands of people in the audience fell to their knees involuntarily.

This is the Sishui River God.

The terrifying nightmare that has covered the 5,000-mile waters of the Sishui River, 36 cities, and over 100 years of people has been revealed to the eyes of tens of thousands of people in Wuliu Town for the first time.

"Ants, why can't you always accept the arrangements of fate with peace of mind?"

The black dragon spoke, speaking with a very clear voice, and speaking these words full of fate in a violent and violent voice. The atmosphere in the whole field seemed extremely strange.

"Every year, I just swallowed more than a hundred boys and girls in Si Shui. How could you? But you are not greedy and always have to make some poor monks to show your eyes to me. Very good. Today, my pleasure has finally been defeated by you. Everyone present will die, and all of you will die. I can no longer give my kindness to you, the tragic ants."

The black dragon said coldly, as if he was the one who was wronged.

boom!

The Red Blood Sword turned into a ball of fire and shot towards the black dragon in the air. The blazing light ignited the entire sky. At this moment, even the bright moon in the sky lost its luster.

As soon as the Red Blood Sword was shot out, Han Shantong could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of the black dragon's nonsense, he accumulated enough momentum, almost burned out all his essence and blood, and issued this powerful blow.

clang!

A crisp sound came, and the red blood sword was actually held in the mouth by the black dragon, and the halo was gone.

Then, I heard the sound of Gaba. With a puff, the Red Blood Sword was spit out by the black dragon and turned into a tin foil ball that seemed to be chewed.

Han Shantong could no longer hold on, and fell softly to the ground, his eyes full of setting sun, and his blood was already weeping.

"etc!"
Chapter completed!