Shen Xianxun covered his chest with his left hand, and his palm gushed out to release spiritual power to suppress the strange feeling of fire in his body, and he looked at Nie Hui suspiciously.

Asked, "You did that?"

Nie Hui remained silent, "Otherwise,"

Shen Xianxun's heart was uneasy, and he silently recited the heart purification mantra and began to delay time. Pretending to be painful, he asked, "When did it start?"

The suppressive effect of the Meditation Mantra was proportional to the time it took to chant, and he was now just a little short of able to minimize any anomaly.

"From the moment you were touched by the flame palm print. Nie Hui's eyes were empty, and he explained smugly.

"The Blood Flame Concept's exercises are aimed at qi and blood, as long as it is flesh and blood, it cannot be avoided, your state is declining rapidly, even if I don't make a move, you can't beat Sun Wude. ”

"Is it the technique of burning qi and blood...... Shen Xianxun frowned, "It's really hard to guard against." ”

The people outside blew up again.

Disciple of the Blood Flame Observatory.

"Senior Sister Nie Hui is amazing, and she restrained the other party as soon as she made a move. ”

"Hahaha, it's still my Blood Flame Concept's exercises that are impeccable. ”

"After being hit by the blood incineration technique, the man named Shen Xianxun was lost. ”

"When it comes to harm to the human body, no one can look at it from the right side. ”

Sunset Valley disciple.

"This ...... What kind of yin trick is this, and it can also directly affect qi and blood?"

"It's too lai, two people of equal strength fight one, and I don't know if Shen Xianxun can create a miracle this time. ”

Shen Xianxun, stand up and beat them down. ”

On the elder's stage, Yan Tuwei touched his beard with a heavy heart.

"This is the first time that a disciple of the Descendant has faced the Blood Burning Technique of the Blood Flame View, and it is estimated that he has lost. ”

Just what kind of heat can make the recruiter restless, his breath floats, his heart can't calm down, and how to fight with others.

The realm of Sinan.

Shen Xianxun frowned, he could clearly feel that his qi and blood were like a candle that had been put upside down, and all aspects of his state were being consumed at a rate of several times.

For example, the spiritual power that usually takes one punch now requires nearly ten punches.

Fortunately, he has a heart purification mantra, which can greatly reduce the consumption to about twice as much, and after devouring the blood lingzhi, Shen Xianxun's flesh and blood essence is far beyond that of ordinary cultivators, and he can still afford it for a while.

"It seems......... It's time for a quick fix. Shen Xianxun regained his strength and stood up, because he saw ...... Sun Wude next to him had also slowly stood up.

"Stinky man, a bit of a skill. Sun Wude held the keel gun from the ground, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, mixed saliva and mixed liquid.

Gritted his teeth and said: "But that's the end of it, if you fall into the blood burning technique of the Blood Flame View, you won't be able to turn the table." ”

Shen Xianxun moved his fingers with his left hand, and the green steel sword automatically flew into his hand, Shen Xianxun held the sword in both hands, and said expressionlessly: "If you want to fight, you can fight, where are there so many opening remarks, noisy." ”

Sun Wude's face suddenly looked unsightly, and he rushed towards the other party with a dragon bone gun.

Shen Xian found it well, and then moved his feet, carrying two swords and going straight to Sun Wude.

It was another series of spears and swords colliding, and Shen Xianxun wanted to divide his energy to suppress the Blood Burning Technique, plus there was a lock iron in the sword, and the realm was suppressed in the Great Perfection of Martial Spirit.

After coming and going, his advantages were consumed, even if he used two minds, it was still too difficult to face the realm of martial artists with the skill of the Great Perfection of Martial Spirits.

Nie Hui, the female disciple of the Blood Flame Temple, observed Shen Xianxun with great interest, and said curiously: "Huh~ He can actually use two minds, and fight with Sun Wude back and forth while dissolving the blood burning technique, what an interesting man, his qi and blood must be very sufficient." ”

"I really want to...... Go up and make up for it, his essence is definitely a big supplement, but it's a pity that it's in the three big competitions, forget it, let's find a chance when I go out!"

The white quadrangular array was inextricably fought, and at this moment, the barrier of the black quadrangular array on one side suddenly shook.

In the dark formation, a person crashed out of the enchantment, and in the perspective of Zhong Rao, he bent down and made a blood-vomiting motion, holding a fan with a slightly rolled corner, and plunged into the formation again on his tiptoes.

"Hey, it's the first inner disciple of the Blood Flame Concept, Han Shiyu. ”

"How did he get beaten and fly out?"

"And the artifact was broken. ”

Before they could finish discussing Han Shiyu, another person broke out of the wall from the other side of the black square, this person was even more embarrassed, Han Shiyu was still standing when he broke the barrier.

The sharp-eyed person exclaimed, "Senior Brother Wang!"

"Look, it's Wang Jingfeng of Yuanzong. ”

"He's been knocked out too!"

The former fell directly to the ground and rolled over more than a dozen times before stabilizing his figure, holding an "S"-shaped strange spirit weapon in his hand, spit on the ground, and entered the black square array again with a look of anger.

Obviously, the two of them couldn't beat Zhou Jing, even if they joined forces, they were hammered by Zhou Jing, but unfortunately it was pitch black inside the black quadrangle, and no one knew what was going on inside.

After this episode, everyone once again focused their attention on the three Shen Xianxun in the white quadrangle.

Shen Xianxun and Sun Wude fought evenly between top and bottom, and it happened that Shen Xianxun was facing away from the black quadrangle, and the scene of "breaking through the wall" just now made Sun Wude see it.

"Senior Brother Wang!"

When his senior brother was beaten away, Sun Wude's heart would be more or less affected, and as soon as he was distracted, the speed in his hands slowed down.

"Look here!"

Shen Xianxun grabbed the other party's stunned kung fu, pulled the dragon bone spear away with a sword, and then pressed the dragon bone spear with his saber, and threw out a sword light and sword shadow in his left hand.

Sun Wude was shocked and wanted to withdraw the keel gun, but suddenly found that he couldn't pick it up, and the keel gun was pressed to the ground by the saber and did not move.

The sound of clothes being torn and skin being cut was heard at the same time.

Puff puff,

Hiss!

The rags flew sideways, and Sun Wude was kicked by Shen Xianxun, and he hit the enchantment again.

The clothes in front of him were tattered, mixed with blood, and he looked extremely miserable.

There are at least a dozen colors hanging on his body.

Shen Xianxun took advantage of the victory to pursue, moved to Sun Wude's side, and fired his two swords together.

Sun Wude's face was pale, but despite this, he still endured the severe pain and felt a piece of tortoise shell from his waist card.

Airplanes!!!

The tortoise shell emitted a faint light, instantly forming a tortoiseshell protective suit on the surface of Sun Wude's body.

The latter's green steel sword and saber slashed on it to create a spark, which only left two white marks on the skin of the tortoiseshell.

Click!

"Talisman type spirit weapon?" Shen Xianxun was curious.

"One more time!"

He also wanted to add a few more swords to see if he could break through the defense, and suddenly, a huge flame palm print appeared out of thin air around Sun Wude.

Soon, the Flame Palm Print came towards him, and Shen Xianxun had no choice but to withdraw from the attack range of the Flame Palm Print.

Rumble!

The flame palm print slapped on the ground, and a crack suddenly appeared in the barrier that the square array covered the ground.