In this battle, there is no trickery, and it is completely based on the real combat effectiveness of both sides.

The time and place are favorable, they are not on Xiao Fan's side, facing the seven veteran martial arts powerhouses, it is destined to be a cruel bloody battle, and there is no way out.

"If you are born terrible, but are you really too old to be an old man to have no deterrent power?" Seeing Xiao Fan and Mu Xiaoxuan rushing towards him, this bald Wuzun with a rotten aura on his body couldn't help but be furious.

Without waiting for Xiao Fan and Mu Xiaoxuan to rush in front of him, his figure flashed, and he took the initiative to meet Xiao Fan and Mu Xiaoxuan, and his right palm slapped out fiercely, bringing out a violent aura, and the air seemed to burst because of this.

Welcoming this bald Wuzun, it was three cold points, Xiao Fan's dark jade dagger attacked, Mu Xiaoxuan's long sword attacked, the cooperation of the two was wonderful, just when the bald Wuzun's attack had not reached the strongest power, to click on the surface.

"Everyone, kill Xiao Fan first!" The masked man with a hoarse voice flashed murderously, and in a low voice, he rushed straight towards Xiao Fan.

It's just that before he could rush to Xiao Fan's side, dense cow hair needles covered his whole body, and then, the ghost disciple's soft sword stabbed out from a strange angle like antelope hanging horns.

"Give it a try. When the ghost's voice appeared, the tip of the soft sword had already struck the man's throat.

Clang!

A strangely shaped scimitar in the masked man's hand blocked the attack of the ghosts, and at the same time, he was furious and spread outward, and all the cow hair needles were destroyed into three sections, and fell to the ground weakly.

"Innate Trifecture, dare to fight alone with me, kill you in three moves!" the masked man responded, his eyes flashing with contempt, and the scimitar slashed towards the ghost disciple with great force.

"Bang bang!"

A muffled sound came, it turned out that Cai Miao stopped a martial arts powerhouse who attacked Xiao Fan, this person's weapon was a pair of fist gloves, white and bright, and the fist gloves were full of sharp barbs, if he was punched on the body, and then pulled back, it would be absolutely miserable.

However, these fists hit Cai Miao's long stick, and Cai Miao roared, her body became more and more burly, and her bronzed skin had a tendency to change to purple.

"Body Refining Martial Artist?" This Martial Venerable's pupils shrank, and under the mask, his tongue licked his lips: "A congenital double body refining martial artist, dare to stop me?"

"Silly fork, call me daddy quickly! Otherwise, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will scare you?" Mei Sanbu started the harassment tactic, and the trash talk kept coming out, which was extremely ugly.

How could Wu Zun, who had been scolded by Mei Sanbu in various ways, endure it? With his strength and status, except for the powerhouses of the same level, who would not be respectful and respectful when he saw it? How could he have been scolded like this?

"Lao Tzu tore you!"

Su Zixuan's speed was fast, and a handful of yellow sand was thrown out, but not even a grain of sand hit this martial artist.

"Ugly, ugly and scary!" Su Zixuan's coquettish voice sounded, and she seriously condemned it.

The Wuzun powerhouse, who was about to chase Mei three steps, trembled, and couldn't help but roar: "Who said I was ugly?"

"It's just ugly, it's just ugly, it's just shameless, it's just the scum of the scum, what's the use of you saying that you live like this? Even if you enter the Tao with martial arts, it's still a tragedy to live!"

In terms of verbal battles, Su Zixuan is by no means a novice, on the contrary, she used to fight with Luo Liuli very much, Luo Liuli couldn't say anything unpleasant, but she was so angry that Luo Liuli wanted to tear her mouth apart.

"Angry old man! angry old man! Kill, you two juniors who don't know whether to live or die, give me death!" This martial venerable powerhouse trembled with anger, bloodshot appeared in his eyes, and chased towards Mei Sanbu and Su Zixuan.

And Mei Sanbu and Su Zixuan, of course, would not fight hard with him, and ran away in the distance.

Normally speaking, how resolute is the state of mind of a strong martial artist? He will not be provoked so easily at all, but he will not die, this strong martial artist is indeed very ugly, since he was young, he was disliked by his fellow brothers and sisters, which became his nightmare and shadow, it is precisely because of this shadow that he has created the path of achieving martial arts with great perseverance, but after achieving martial honor, he can't even hear anyone say that he is ugly, otherwise he will be furious.

On the other side, Mu Yuanxin. Mu Qingxuan and Cai Qinglian are three people, they are constantly coquettish, they support a strong Wuzun with three talents, although there are thrills from time to time, but the three of them work together, but they are also worry-free for a while, knowing that they can't fight, they don't fight to the death, anyway, their task is not to win Wuzun at all, not to seek merit, but to seek no fault.

The remaining two martial arts powerhouses originally wanted to gather fire on Xiao Fan, but they were also stopped.

The monk's bald head is very dazzling, and his handsome face has some evil charms, and there is a special sense of demonism.

He folded his hands and whispered the Buddha's name: "The two are pigs, the sea of suffering is endless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground!"

And the two martial arts powerhouses opposite him had a dignified face.

This monk is too weird, the bloody aura on his body is so thick that it makes people sick, how many people have to kill to have such a strong bloody aura?

"Young monk!Martial Venerable!This breath, Blood Demon, Bloody Battle?" The two Martial Venerable powerhouses were shocked.

It turned out that in addition to Xiao Fan, there was such a demonic monk! He was young, but he had achieved the realm of martial arts, and it seemed to be the blood demon lineage, the cultivation of the bloody duel, and such a strong bloody aura on his body, it must be the kind that created monstrous killings.

The most ridiculous thing is that he is a monk!

"Is it to emulate the blood monk who entered the Buddha decades ago?"

"It doesn't matter if he is a monk or a blood demon, looking at his breath, it is obvious that it has not been long since he entered the realm of Wuzun, the two of us have been trapped in the realm of Wuzun for thirty years, and they are still two beating him one, what is there to worry about?

The two martial powerhouses, each drawing their blades, their eyes were cold, and they went straight to the monk, revealing their murderous intentions.

"Bloodfiend!"

"Bloody Finger!"

"Bloodnet!"

"Slaughter the world!"

The monk looked merciful, but when these two martial venerables attacked, they erupted into a series of powerful attacks.

The bloody aura that was so thick that it made people vomit lingered around, and the two martial powerhouses only felt that there were countless people who had died tragically and roared, disturbing their minds.

The various killing moves in the bloody duel were continuously used by the monks, so that the two martial arts powerhouses did not dare to despise them at all, and treated them with all their might.

In their eyes, horror returned.

When he first entered the realm of Wuzun, he had such a powerful outburst, and with one enemy and two enemies, he actually had the upper hand in an instant? What a terrible qualification is this? Could it be that this kind of evil skill is really so against the sky?

"Drink!

"Demon Slayer Knife Method!"

The two Martial Venerable powerhouses burst out with their most powerful moves, one by one, and forcibly penetrated out of the thick bloody qi and slashed the monk directly.

"Amitabha, my Buddha can't bear it! Xiao Fan come and help!" the monk shouted.

“……”

Xiao Fan was teaming up with Mu Xiaoxuan to resist the attack of the bald Wuzun, and after looking at the monk's side, he was immediately speechless.

"Let you brag about it before, but now it's blown up, right? If you can't bear it, you have to carry it, we are all salted fish you raised today!" ()

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