Su Xiaofan also discovered the abnormality of the pitch black ruler at the first time.

But when Su Xiaofan slashed down with his sword, instead of withdrawing his blood sword and changing the direction of the attack, he increased the intensity and slashed it down with a more violent attitude!

Click!

The blood knife collided with the pitch-black ruler. The powerful blood knife snatched from Hong Feng's hand actually shattered the moment it collided with the pitch-black ruler!

Su Xiaofan had tested the strength of this blood knife when he snatched it from Hong Feng. Su Xiaofan could roughly tell that the main body of the blood knife should be made of a material called blood core crystal.

Such crystals generally only exist in the cores of exhausted stars.

In all realms of the universe, this material is a truly top-notch luxury material for forging magical weapons. Magical weapons forged with it are also known for their hardness and sharpness.

Some Da Luo Jinxian, and even powerful and void first-level giants, even deliberately incorporate some blood core crystals when forging magical weapons.

In this ancient city in the black hole world, spiritual thoughts and cultivation are sealed into the body, and the physical combat power can only reach the peak of the Golden Immortal at best. Even the cultivation of Da Luo Jinxian cannot be easily used.

According to common sense, Hong Feng's blood knife is almost one of the top-notch magical weapons in this ancient city.

In an ordinary collision, it is almost impossible to be easily broken!

The big reason why Hong Feng can be so domineering in this ancient city is that when he entered here, he had the magic weapon in his hand, and he could use it directly here.

But at this time, the bloody knife was broken like this!

"Ant, you still dare to confront me head-on, you can die now!"

The middle-aged man in the bright red costume suddenly turned happy when he saw this, and the dark ruler in his hand, after a brief pause, was pulled directly towards Su Xiaofan again!

This world, this extremely terrifying space, is distorted again!

"Crash!"

But Su Xiaofan didn't retreat even after the knife was cut. The moment the knife broke, all the old copper coins left in Su Xiaofan's sleeves shot towards the middle-aged man in the red costume like pear blossoms in a rainstorm!

At the same time, facing the middle-aged man's dropped ruler, Su Xiaofan's left hand directly lifted the bronze head hanging on his waist!

Su Xiaofan didn't know what the nature of this bronze head was, but one thing Su Xiaofan knew very well was that this bronze head would never be broken so easily!

"bite!"

The bronze head and the ruler forcibly collided together. The bronze head vibrated, and the space where the two collided even had a strange distortion!

The bronze head resisted the blows from the pitch-black ruler!

"roar!"

Su Xiaofan shot the scattered copper coins, and when the two collided, they arrived in front of the middle-aged man in the red opera robe!

The middle-aged man in the red opera robe saw that Su Xiaofan had blocked the ruler that had been pulled out for the second time. His expression changed slightly. He roared and subconsciously slid to the right.

He seemed to be afraid of the flying bronze coins!

"Blood Qi Forbidden Technique: Strangulation!"

But he subconsciously slid to the right. As soon as he took the first step of the slide, a voice sounded in his ears that sounded like it was coming from hell.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man in the big red opera robe suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his ankle.

The bright red blood on his ankles also splashed directly towards the surroundings!

what happened?

The middle-aged man in the bright red opera robe finally changed his face completely. He didn't even have time to look at the severe pain in his ankle. After he suffered this sudden change, he instinctively wanted to retreat behind him!

"A broken leg? Is this the broken leg that the taboo ghost on the first floor of the brothel removed in the house?"

"When did he leave his mark on that short leg? Was it a trap? Before the ghost show was dismantled, copper coins had a certain restraint and control effect on the people in the ghost show.

People in the ghost show, in this kind of battle, would almost subconsciously dodge the ancient bronze coins.

Su Xiaofan took advantage of this. At the moment of the battle, he used fighting and a handful of copper coins to force the man in the red opera robe to dodge to the right.

Then, that person fell into his trap?

That person named Su Xiaofan, can his combat and calculation abilities be so strong?"

In the direction of Tianyuan Holy Land, Holy Lord Tianyuan and everyone from Tianyuan Holy Land stood in a defensive formation in the southwest of the square.

At this time, there were several people in Tianyuan Holy Land who kept looking at Su Xiaofan!

Many of them did not understand at all why Su Xiaofan suddenly attacked the ghost performers, and why some of the giants in the square suddenly attacked the ghost performers together!

They were shocked, vigilant, and thinking crazily at the same time!

"This trash, he's not dead, he's not dead yet, he's so cunning! Are those people from ten thousand years ago in the ghost show also such trash? Can't they even kill a person at the peak of the Golden Immortal?"

The girl who looked like a college student looked at Su Xiaofan with hatred in her eyes!

"The strength of the people in the ghost show has been reduced."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, they controlled this forbidden ghost show against the will of heaven, and they must have paid a huge price. It seems that the people in these ghost shows have all been killed!

Even if they were once against the heavens, they are the strongest now, and they should only be able to reach the peak of Dao-Slaying Golden Immortal."

Next to Holy Lord Tianyuan, the scholar-strategist looked at this scene and was obviously analyzing it quickly. Then, he took a step forward and said, "Holy Lord, maybe we have to take action too!"

"Move, do it?"

"Dad, uncle, why are you taking action? That good-for-nothing Su Xiaofan is going to kill the people in the ghost show. Why should others follow suit? Why should we follow suit?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Are you all crazy, or is there something wrong with our concepts? What is going on? Why don't you let the people who are playing ghosts tell this first?

Is this trash named Su Xiaofan going to be killed?"

The girl who looked like a college student almost asked the doubts in the hearts of many younger generation monks!

On the square, most of the monks who had not taken any action had crazy shock and doubt in their eyes!

"Do you believe that there are absolutely good people in this place?"

"What do you think is the most terrifying thing in this place? Is it the forbidden ghosts or people? What is the most uncontrollable and dangerous thing here? If there is life, where is the real life?"

The scholar next to Holy Lord Tianyuan did not look back. He asked several questions in succession. The next moment, his body was like an afterimage, rushing forward.

"Stand here, don't move, and maintain your formation!"

"There are some valuable things in these people who have lived for tens of thousands of years. Grab them and it will be useful! The probability that they are good people is almost zero!"

Holy Lord Tianyuan also did not give much explanation. He looked at the battle ahead, his aura erupted, and he rushed in the direction of the scholar counselor.

The two of them immediately surrounded and attacked a man in costume who looked like a police officer!

"Bang!"

In the direction where Su Xiaofan was fighting, the middle-aged man in a bright red opera robe retreated in panic, but Su Xiaofan did not give him any chance to retreat!

Su Xiaofan picked up the bronze head and smashed it down in front of him again.

The middle-aged man in the bright red opera robe reacted very quickly. The dark ruler in his hand was instinctively blocked in front of him!

In an instant, the two collided together again!

"ah!"

But when the two collided, the middle-aged man in the red opera robe heard a scream again, and there was another tearing pain on his right calf.

Even the bones of his right calf seemed to have broken.

Under his feet, something attacked his left calf first, and then his right calf!

Boom!

His right calf was empty, and the hand that was originally holding the pitch-black ruler immediately lost a lot of strength. However, Su Xiaofan was holding the bronze head, but his strength exploded with all his strength.

The bronze head pressed against the ruler in his hand and hit his chest forcefully.

His chest collapsed immediately, and his extremely strong body, in front of the bronze head, was like a fragile ordinary person, with signs of fragmentation appearing!

"Roar! Forbidden Death Technique: Heavenly Evil Blood Dragon!"

The middle-aged man in the red opera robe screamed, but he was injured in two places, but he did not give up at all. His right hand suddenly released the black ruler that was suppressed by the bronze head. His aura surged, and he punched in the desperate situation.

He actually punched Su Xiaofan with a punch.

Punch out!

The blood energy in his body roared like a tsunami, and the faint sound of dragon roars came from his body. Behind him, there was even a strange vision of a blood dragon soaring into the sky.

When he punched out, the pressure that destroyed the world and destroyed the world erupted directly from his fist. He seemed to want to destroy everything in front of him.

Su Xiaofan stood there, feeling as if he was locked by that punch.

Su Xiaofan did not want to face the punch head-on. Su Xiaofan subconsciously wanted to dodge the punch, but when Su Xiaofan dodged, he found that the space around him was locked by a special kind of blood energy.

Su Xiaofan's eyes changed.

What kind of attack is this?

By just using the blood and energy in the body, you can lock the surrounding space. Can you use the blood and energy as a general cultivation level to use magic?

Is this this middle-aged man’s trump card?

The fist crashed down, destroying it. Su Xiaofan's body was unable to move. The middle-aged man in the red costume also punched Su Xiaofan's body forcefully.
To be continued...