Chapter 1267: Battle Wei Divine Power

In fact, Chu Tian's control ability did not decrease in the slightest.

It's just that the bloodline energy in his body has increased so much in a short period of time that he himself can't control every bit of bloodline energy, which has caused an unstable state where a large amount of energy is exposed on the surface.

The power of this bloodline was so terrifying that even he couldn't control it, and at this moment, the power contained in his fist was many times more terrifying than the calm state last time.

Chu Tian tried his best, but he couldn't control it all, but he didn't think much about it, he took one step and appeared not far in front of the opponent, forming a fist with his right hand, and smashing it towards the blood-colored light mask on Wei Shentong's body.

When the fist slashed through the void, uncontrollable golden essence blood leaked out from the edge of the fist, turning into a raging golden flame.

This made Chu Tian's fist look like a golden meteor.

A meteor-like fist slammed into the blood-colored mask.

An astonishing shockwave erupted.

Click.

Click, click.

The blood-colored mask, which seemed to be as hard as steel, made an overwhelming cracking sound like an eggshell, and it only lasted for a few breaths before it exploded completely.

Among them, Wei Shentong felt the fatal danger, his pale face showed an irrepressible look of horror, and he didn't care about the preferential treatment he had personally proposed before, and his body was extremely light in a flash, and it appeared dozens of feet away.

The so-called preferential treatment, at this moment, is invalid.

Seeing this, the students who were concerned about this battle were in an uproar.

They didn't expect that Chu Tian would be so strong that with just one punch, he forced Wei Shentong to go back on his word, and took the initiative to avoid it within one move.

Wei Shentong's dodge made Chu Tian's punch slam in the air, and the space was blasted out of cracks, and at the same time, the residual strength turned into an amazing fist wind like a hurricane, tearing the earth quickly along the way, and swept towards Wei Shentong dozens of feet away.

The wind speed was extremely fast, and at this time, Wei Shentong was frightened, and he had no time to avoid it, so he had to raise his sleeves to hide his face, although his noble face was not injured, but the fabric of the sleeves that was raised to protect his face was torn entirely.

Bang.

The bun that bound his blood-colored hair also exceeded its limit and burst open, and the bloody hair that he had originally groomed neatly and like a waterfall was also chaotic.

The white jade-like ground lifted up and gathered into waves of gravel that flooded him at once.

The storm passed, and a continuous dry cough came from the smoke.

When the smoke cleared slightly, everyone saw that Wei Shentong, the fifth super powerhouse on the Legend List, the leader and founder of the Blood God Gang, walked out of it with a disgraced face.

He looked up at Chu Tian, who was wrapped in a black and gold rotating aura in the distance, and his face suddenly showed a palpitation.

Why is Chu Tian so strong?

At this level, it is almost no longer below him who is doing his best.

Could it be that the other party is the same as him, and has already broken through the God Refining Period?

"No, no, this is definitely not the God Refining Period, this is just a pseudo-God Refining with the help of some special means. ”

Thinking like this, the palpitations in his heart gradually subsided, and he came back to his senses and looked at his sleeves, only to see that the sleeves used to protect his face just now should no longer be called sleeves at this time, and there were only strips of cloth left on his arms.

He didn't know that in front of everyone, he had always been noble and elegant, but at this time he was unkempt and gray-faced, like a beggar.

At this time, Chu Tian suddenly remembered something and said in surprise: "Senior Wei, didn't you just say that you want to stand still and lend me three moves? Why do you move without one move? You just said that as long as you take half a step back, even if you lose, in fact, I don't think this is very good, there is no need for this, everyone can compete fairly." ”

This sentence undoubtedly adds fuel to the fire.

When Wei Shentong heard this, his face turned pale, white, and red, as if he had splashed a five-flavor bottle on his face, like an oil painting with heavy makeup.

At this time, many people in the audience area couldn't help laughing.

Of course, they laughed more suppressively because they were afraid of Wei Shentong.

Even the members of the Blood God Gang couldn't help but laugh.

Of course, they are more repressive.

But being able to see with their own eyes the boss who usually makes them respect like a heavenly person look like this, but it is a rare scene, and the funny effect in their eyes is infinitely doubled.

Finally, a member of the Blood God Gang couldn't bear it anymore and laughed, and even several of his companions laughed, and they all tried their best to cover their mouths.

When Wei Shentong was ashamed, a long laugh suddenly came from his ears, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that it was his old rival Xu Zhantian, only to see Xu Zhantian laugh and say: "Wei Shentong, you guy is still shameless, you can't dodge the three moves, what's the matter? I couldn't even take a move and ran away in embarrassment, tsk." ”

"Xu Zhantian, you shut up Lao Tzu. Wei Shentong roared like a roof tile, then looked at Chu Tian, his body trembled, and he gritted his teeth and quibbled: "What Lao Tzu just said is that the third move is not to dodge, but he didn't say that the first move is not to dodge, what he said is that he will never take half a step back, but I will not take more than half a step back." ”

He just argued for the sake of self-esteem, but even the members of the Blood God Gang bowed their heads in shame, feeling inferior.

Boss, isn't that far-fetched for you to say that?

Other clubs no less than them were laughing.

His old rival, Xu Zhantian, was even more slurking.

Even Chu Tian looked at him with incredible eyes.

He never expected that such a prestigious senior, who had long been ranked in the top five of the college's legend list, would be such a strong and brazen person.

This kind of gaze even more stimulated Wei Shentong, who had a good face, and he raised his breath to the peak in a few breaths.

At the same time, the lines in the blood eyes changed strangely, and the pure vitality and one's own blood qi condensed into bat-like wings behind them.

The wings of the blood bat appeared behind him, his appearance changed, his skin turned blood-red, the teeth in his mouth became sharp, his eyes looked fierce, and on both hands, long, sharp fingertips emerged, flashing with a luster like a spiritual weapon.

Seeing this, many legendary students who watched the battle couldn't help but look at each other.

Finally appeared, the blood god claw of the Famous Movement Academy.

This is also the weapon that Wei Shentong uses when he uses all his strength.

Although it is a blood claw born from transformation, it has been tempered by countless spiritual weapons.

The Blood God Gang will collect all kinds of minerals, or spiritual weapons, and hand them over to Wei Shentong, who will absorb the essence of them with the help of special methods, and dissolve them all in their claws.

This Blood God Claw not only has the sharpness of a spiritual weapon, but also can be like a wave of arms and fingers like his own hands and feet, which is easy to use, and with Wei Shentong's evil and powerful claw skills, this is the real reliance on his ability to run rampant on the Legend List.

After Wei Shentong's image changed, his aura also became evil and terrifying, and his power was a notch away from his normal state, and the ground under his feet collapsed.

When the aura reached its peak, Wei Shentong smiled fiercely, and said angrily: "No matter what you say, but Uncle Ben just didn't lose his words, don't talk nonsense, take it." ”

Then he touched the ground on his toes, and instantly appeared in front of Chu Tian, and the blood claws in his hands turned into heavy claw shadows, enveloping Chu Tian down.

Chu Tian held his right hand, and the Ice Flow Sword appeared in his hand, and he also conjured up a heavy sword shadow to greet him.

Although the third layer of the Ice Flow Sword Technique records the sword technique, this kind of hand-to-hand combat is still more suitable for sword attacks, and with the increasing sophistication of the sword art realm, even if it is a simple attack, it has a unique meaning and incredible power.

This is actually a good trend.

No matter how good the ice flow swordsmanship is, it can only serve as a reference and an excessive role.

A truly powerful swordsman will inevitably embark on the path of creating his own swordsmanship in the future.

Rely on your own sword intent to create a sword technique.

Although Chu Tian has not yet reached that level, he is already transitioning to that level.

At that time, one's own swordsmanship is the core, and all other swordsmanship, even the ice flow swordsmanship, must be used as nourishment for this core.

Kendo practitioners are different from other practitioners in that they are clear and stick to their own path.

In the face of Wei Shentong's angry attack, Chu Tian did not retreat, and the tip of the needle was aimed at Mai Mang, and he launched a crazy round of attack against him.

His main purpose in launching this challenge is not to deter Xiaoxiao, but to find a good opponent to fight well, so as to familiarize himself with and digest the newly surging energy.

The current situation is exactly what he meant it to be.

The so-called preferential treatment was redundant.

Therefore, seeing Wei Shentong, who was in a big rage, Chu Tian was not only afraid, but also stepped forward to meet it, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the more he fought, the more spiritual he became.

and Wei Shentong, who is in a rage, angry shots, aggressive, and ruthless moves, is exactly the opponent of chess, complementing each other.

In the field, the figures of the two people frantically staggered, hitting from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground, the ground was a mess, and the flat square seemed to turn into a battlefield of beacon fire and wolf smoke, and between the collision of sword blades and blood claws, the shocking shock wave erupted.

From time to time, there are traces of the void being shaken, shattered and healed, healed and shattered, like a tireless repetition, highlighting the fierceness of this battle.

Under the attention of all parties in the academy, the battle between the two intensified, and finally reached the white-hot stage.