Chapter 6480: Seven must 1

   In that rich blood-red light, a giant suddenly appeared behind the Gorefiend. The giant was like an enlarged version of the Gorefiend. Not only was his whole body full of blood, but he was also filled with a brutal aura. Feeling the overwhelming momentum, Tang Qian's expression finally changed. It was not until this moment that he realized the power of the Gorefiend and the gap between the two. He felt that he was like an underage child, facing an adult in his thirties and holding a sharp weapon, there was no possibility of winning. However, although he had the intention of retreating in his heart, he did not dare to retreat. Behind him are thousands of disciples of the right path and ordinary people. If he retire, it would represent the demise of all. At this time, he regretted a little, why didn't he agree with Fenglie's request.

   Otherwise, in this crisis, there are at least two people facing the Gorefiend who can share some of the pressure. Such tension is not only in Tang Qian, but also in the hearts of other people. Looking at the blood-colored giant in the sky, in addition to being heavy, everyone's eyes were filled with panic and fear. "Die!" In a roar, the blood-colored giant raised his hand and patted Tang Qian with the momentum of destroying the world. If this blow fell on Tang Qian, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

   Seeing the blood-colored giant hand fall, Tang Qian's face finally showed a hint of fear. It's about his own life and family, so he can't help but be afraid. It wasn't until this moment that he realized the gap between himself and the Gorefiend, who were both semi-immortal-level powerhouses. This gap can no longer be filled by the power of the source. However, Tang Qian didn't want to die. He just broke through the half-immortal only a few years ago, but he didn't want to die in such an embarrassing manner. His grand cause has not been completed, his ambition has not been launched, how can he be willing to die. In order to survive, Tang Qian knew that he could not retreat, because retreating was death. Facing the **** giant hand, Tang Qian held the demon saber in both hands, his eyes were cold, and his steel teeth were clenched. When the blood-colored giant hand was about to fall, he finally moved. The demon sword was raised high, the red light was released, and it rose into the sky, forming a huge beam of swords, and slashed at the blood-colored giant hand. When the two touched, I saw that splendid sword light swiped through the middle of the blood-colored giant hand. Seeing this, Tang Qian's brows could not help but stretch. But soon, his face sank again.

   The blood-colored giant hand did not break open due to the attack of the sword light, but continued to fall towards his head with terrifying power. At this moment, Tang Qian finally felt the approach of death. That powerful aura made him unable to have the courage to take action. However, when Tang Qian closed his eyes and waited for death to come, he found that the blood-colored giant hand had not fallen. This change made him unable to help open his eyes. Looking at the scene in his eyes, Tang Qian couldn't help being stunned. I saw a faint golden mask on top of his head, blocking the **** giant hand. On the surface of the golden mask, there is a golden thread that connects to the Soul Soul Bell behind. Obviously, that sudden golden mask came from Leng Xuan's hand. He didn't understand why Leng Xuan would help. However, it was too late for him to think about it at this moment. He couldn't let go of such a good opportunity. Immediately, he clenched the demon saber in his hand again, flew up, and hit the **** giant hand.