Bang! Bang!

The heavy muffled sound continued, and Ye Shuo was thrown in the sky-high blood light, his clothes were already torn, his skin was open, and his head was covered with dripping blood.

Huangfu's unpredictable moves, in addition to the ghostly speed, also lies in the fact that he can turn all parts of his body into blood waves at will, and this blood wave can quickly condense into sword soldiers, which can be attacked, retreated, and defended, assisted by spiritual skills, forcing Ye Shuo to be miserable.

Both the clan and the branch family withdrew from the fierce battle area with a tacit understanding, and the two patriarchs each held up their shields. Now in this entire courtyard, only these two are still intact, and the rest of the area is full of potholes, like a battlefield after a fire.

Even so, the two of them, who were trying their best to maintain the protective shield, could feel the vibration above their heads, and the blood-light sickles flying in all directions hit the shield again and again, smashing large and small dents. The two of them had to mobilize all their spiritual power to infuse it, lest at any moment the shield would break, and they would also become dead souls under the blood. In their respective full vigilance, the two families didn't even have time to fight.

Under the collapsed courtyard wall, Ye Shuo finally grabbed the blood-colored long whip on his head once, which was transformed by one of Huangfu Li's arms. Fighting to defeat both, he held up a ball of two-color light in his hand, and with the momentum of the blood whip rolling upside down, he buckled down on the enemy's head.

Huangfu frowned slightly. can catch himself, it seems that he can gradually capture his own movement trajectory, it is this desperate ruthlessness...... He underestimated himself too much. The gap in the realm is absolute, and it is by no means possible to make up for it by desperate efforts......

With a shake of his arm, he directly cut off the connection between the blood whip and Ye Shuo, and the scattered blood water re-accumulated and formed on his shoulder. With the other hand, he pressed the ball of light that Ye Shuo pushed in front of him, and with the help of absolute power, he pressed the ball of light back point by minute.

The earth-shattering explosion swept through, and Ye Shuo's figure fell from mid-air again. Huangfu was merciless, the blood in his palm surged, and the overwhelming blood-colored ice picks were like a torrential rain, enveloping the entire ground. The dust was flying, the smoke was scattering, and the heavens and the earth were shaking.

In the smoke of gunpowder, an embarrassed figure slowly rose. Although his clothes were in tatters, and his hair was scorched and erect in the explosions, only his eyes were still clear. He took a few big breaths, raised his head and grinned quietly.

"This trick...... It's back to you!"

"Infinite stacking attacks!"

Cracks appeared in the space, and a blood ice pick was being pushed out of each crack. The icicles lined up in mid-air, carrying terrifying waves of oppression and closing in the center.

The icicles that come close to each other merge with each other, four into two, and two into one. In just a moment, the last giant icicle was left in this scattered ice pick array. In the same way, it is also a collection of all the power of the icicle, and in terms of attack power, it is definitely not inferior to the previous attack of Huangfu Li.

This is still in that covering attack, Ye Shuo put away an ice pick through the space crack, and then used his comprehension of space to infinitely copy and recombine the ice picks, using the spear of the other to attack the shield of the other, which is stronger and which is weaker at this moment!

The huge ice pick, like a cannonball out of the chamber, tore through the space where it passed, and the dark crack seemed to whimper.

Huang Fu was also somewhat immune to Ye Shuo's endless strange moves, and then floated back, and the blood wave quickly condensed an equally huge bloody hand in front of him. The two sides collided, and the bloody hand trembled slightly, although it was only shocked back an inch, and it was extremely difficult to detect in the fierce fighting environment, but it still made Huang Fuli's expression instantly cold.

The two spiritual skills held each other in the sky, and in the long tug-of-war, the light of the bloody hand was worn out inch by inch, and the blood-colored flame seedlings in the corners jumped uncertainly, but its volume was indeed shrinking at a visible speed. The original stalemate was also replaced by a bloody hand moving all the way back. Naturally, the energy in the ice pick is also being consumed, and now the test is only which side can survive to the end.

Until the bloody hand shrank smaller and smaller, until it completely dissipated, facing the ice pick that was approaching in front of him, Huang Fuli quickly raised his hand to block it. Now the icicle was only the size of a hidden arrow, and the blood light all over its body was still declaring its indomitable momentum, just like the master of the spiritual skill behind it.

Huang Fuli's figure did not move in mid-air, and when the energy in the ice pick was finally exhausted, a wisp of light smoke rose in front of his palm. Looking back at the palm, the faint scorch marks are clearly visible. Just the last remaining corner of the icicle, the power contained in it is so terrifying, if it really hits it in its heyday, I'm afraid even I can't resist it.

Although in his heart, he had raised his vigilance against the enemy to another level, but the emperor was still indifferent from the surface. Coldly glancing at Ye Shuo, who was showing a smug smile on the other side, he said in a deep voice: "If you have the ability to absorb my attack, you can try again!" As soon as the words fell, a blood-colored circle of light surrounded the palm of his hand, and a large number of blood arrows burst out.

Ye Shuo opened the spatial crack, but when the blood arrow penetrated into the crack, it seemed to turn into nothingness, and he couldn't sense their existence at all. In just a trance, all the blood arrows actually drilled out in the next space, and at this time, the distance between the two sides was already close at hand, and there was no way to avoid it, Ye Shuo could only watch the pieces of blood arrows pass through his chest.

The expected pain didn't come, and the bloody arrows seemed to disappear into his body. Ye Shuo was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it at this time, and was about to attack again, when he raised his hand slightly, he moved his arm to become a lot heavier, as if there was a string of small lead balls hanging underneath. Not only that, but even his whole body was heavy, and his breathing was faintly difficult, like a loss of strength after a big battle.

It must have been caused by those blood arrows! Is it a toxin again? However, this time, Ye Shuo's soul looked around his body, but he didn't find any hidden toxins. The blood that was just flowing in the blood vessels suddenly seemed to become a lot thicker.

Huang Fu turned his eyes away from him, and the corners of his mouth slowly set off a somewhat cold arc.

"I'm a killer and know more about the anatomy of the human body than you do. When the blood I manipulate is integrated into your blood vessels, it will increase the viscous factors in your body and change the concentration of your blood. Correspondingly, it slows down the flow of blood. When your blood flow slows down to a halt, that's the end of your life...... So, what are you going to do?"

The messy hair on Ye Shuo's forehead swayed in the wind, but the shadow cast couldn't hide the bright color in his eyes: "It's very simple." Just before my blood stops flowing...... It would be nice to take you down first!"

As soon as the last word came out, Ye Shuo's figure was already swept through the air, dragging out the afterimage left by the high-speed movement. At this time, the sensitivity is completely indistinguishable from a person whose blood flow rate is constantly slowing down.

"Hmph, can you do it?" the emperor dismissed. As the controller, he knew very well that Ye Shuo's tenacity was just holding on, even if he could defeat the most powerful enemy, he could not resist the failure of his internal organs.

In his career as a killer, many people have died painfully in the constant slowing of blood flow, and there are also some real masters.

Facing Ye Shuo, who was recruiting, Huangfu responded calmly. Even in the heyday of the other party, he still couldn't keep up with his own speed, and now he was half heavy What was he? After knocking the enemy back with one palm, Huang Fu stretched out his arms, and a pillar of Dao blood surged out all around him, falling towards Ye Shuo in a pounce.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Shuo jumped backwards, but a blood light barrier was suddenly erected behind him. When the back slammed into the wall, the fierce blood pillars had already hit in front of them, they submerged Ye Shuo's figure, and at the same time, the barrier behind them collapsed, and a turbulent blood wave exploded in mid-air.

Everyone in the Zong family was shocked. Although they were under the protective shield, they could also hear the conversation in the air, and they all knew how unfavorable the situation Ye Shuo was facing. And his defeat will also be the complete defeat of the Zong family!

Waves of blood surged, and dots of crystalline light reflected the daylight. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, at the end of the dissipation of blood and qi, a thin figure was standing. In front of him, two swords stood crossed, and it was these two swords that blocked a blow for him at the last moment.

"That's ...... The cold light and the vicissitudes of the flame waves of my Xiling family!" Xiling Jie's eyes widened. The sword that the family had lost for four hundred years actually appeared in front of him, the current head of the family, at this moment, in this form!

Huang Fu still had a contemptuous sneer on his face. As soon as the arm was extended, an extremely long white bone appeared in the palm of the palm. From the first time he took out his weapon, it shows that his heart at this time is not as indifferent as he appeared.

The two of them showed their weapons, and one dodged and fought together. Ye Shuo's double swords were sharp and strong, and Huang Fuli's white bone stick was flexible and ruthless, and the two sides were inseparable for a while.

The cold and cold light and ice wind danced wildly, and the waves of flames and fire were mighty, these two diametrically opposed attributes were used by Ye Shuo just right. The double sword struck, Huang Fu left to swing his stick to resist, taking advantage of the emptiness of Ye Shuo's atrium, turned the end of the stick and swept towards his chest.

Ye Shuo jumped behind him and crossed the long sword block. The emperor collided with his sword from the end of the rod, and suddenly slanted along the edge of the sword, slamming him on the shoulder. Ye Shuo sank his shoulders slightly, raised his long sword to attack instead of defending, and recruited the enemy's vital points. Huangfu danced impenetrable from a white bone stick, splashing the water in front of him, forcing Ye Shuo to make a few moves, and jumped back again to dodge.

Huang Fu Li lifted the white bone rod and shot out a string of skulls from the end of the stick, spreading the sky and sealing all the enemy's retreats.

Ye Shuo wielded his double swords, slashed horizontally and vertically, and with a wave of his sword, one side spread several zhang of ice path, freezing all the skulls that came at him, turning them into wisps of ice slag and scattering them; The two deep traces dragged out of mid-air, one ice and one fire, left an equally strong shock.

Once again, it ended in a draw, and Huang Fuli's expression sank a minute. In his heart, there will be no fear of the enemy, and there will be no anger beyond the control of the situation, all his thoughts are just to come up with the most effective means and the most effective solution to the goal.

The figure turned slightly, and his arms slowly spread out at his side, and a blood-colored spherical film was slowly expanding.

"Just this one...... Finish you off. ”

"Bury it in my realm—the realm of blood!"

Looking at the rapidly expanding Blood Light Realm in front of him, Ye Shuo knew very well that once he fell into the enemy's realm, he would be slaughtered, let alone in his current state...... He must not be allowed to add to his field. The only thing that can compete with the realm is the stronger realm-

"Ice and Fire Realm!"

The two-color realm is supplemented by two swords, which are also formed at the side. The realm of the two is constantly expanding, the two hemispheres are overflowing, the first collision of the outer edge rubs out fierce electric sparks, and the domain space is also constantly oscillating.

The two realms cannot coexist, one must completely destroy the other, and the victory or defeat between the two will also be officially revealed in this field battle!

What started as an even match soon turned into a sharp decline in the realm of ice and fire. Even though there are dual swords as the foundation of the realm, they also need the transmission of spiritual power. With the state in front of Ye Shuo, it was obvious that he could not continue to maintain the operation of the two swords.

Dao cracks spread on the membrane of the realm, and the moment the ice and fire realm completely collapsed, it would also mark that Ye Shuo's defeat was decided.

The field of full transportation cannot withstand the consumption of collision between the two sides. Ye Shuo's arms were trembling, the tiger's mouth was cracking inch by inch, but on the other side, Huang Fuli was arrogant, and his spiritual power was violently urged, and the blood-colored realm expanded several feet again, and the precarious realm of ice and fire had been suppressed within an inch of Ye Shuo's body.

Ye Shuo's despair is also the despair of the Zong family. The crowd was in a gloomy fog, staring at the exhausted figure in mid-air and the only support in front of his hands...... The two swords also seemed to sense the weakness of their masters, and the light also dimmed to the line of fireflies.

"Those two swords...... Xiling Jie's eyes suddenly moved, "Their current state is incomplete! When the ancestors forged this sword, they were worried that their killing would be too heavy, so they left the ancestral teachings, and they were not allowed to use them at will until they completed that thing." Legend has it that only with the blood of one's own clan can one ......"

Thinking of this, he saw a ray of light in a desperate situation, raised his head and shouted, "Nephew Ye Xian, we will help you!" He slashed his fingers and raised them high, and his blood flowed rapidly against the urging of spiritual power.

The cold light and the waves of flames seemed to be sensitive, and immediately emitted a swallowing force, absorbing the poured blood like hunger and thirst.

In this moisturizing rain in time, the edges of the two swords gradually became richer, and at the same time, within the blades of the swords, there was a kind of dormant power that was recovering. It's like the silent soul in the sword, and at the same time it awakens, the two swords are truly "alive".

The waves of spiritual power surging in front of the twin swords grew rapidly, and it was no longer just relying on Ye Shuo's spiritual power infusion, but the immortal spiritual energy contained in the twin swords themselves. Once the foundation is stable, the Ice and Fire Realm has also become much stronger. The outer wall, which was already thin as paper, was rounded again, and its volume expanded, although there was still a gap with the realm of blood, but it was finally out of the crisis of the wind blowing.

Seeing that this trick worked, Xiling Jiangkun, Xiling Qi and Xiling Tan also cut their fingers one after another, and pillars of blood traversed the sky, closely connected with the ice and fire realm, forming a shocking blood line.

The blood continued to be infused, and the essence of both swords was climbing towards that ultimate limit. It's getting closer!

The realm of ice and fire is still expanding, and it is faintly competing with the realm of blood. The spiritual power of both sides has been raised to the limit, and the four eyes are facing each other, and the battle intent is boiling.

On the ground, the faces of the people of the Xiling Sect family turned pale due to the continuous blood transfusion. But on their raised faces, the last bit of fire still burned.

Ye Shuo...... The last hope of the Zong family is all pinned on you!"

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