The arrow of spiritual power, dyed with a touch of blood red, contains terrifying power, but also lingers with a bloody evil aura.

This arrow is called the Bloodthirsty Arrow.

For Bu Qianchou to learn, the second form in the opening of the mountain archery is also the strongest killing move that Bu Qianchou can skillfully use at present.

With this arrow, Bu Qianchou did not shoot at the awakening, but into the air.

But the blood-colored arrow had already locked the Qi of the awakened body, and it was in mid-air, and it suddenly turned down sharply, chasing after the awakening.

Awakening's expression was solemn, and the power of this blood-colored arrow was several times stronger than those previous arrows.

He vaguely felt that the first form of Haoyue's swordsmanship, a thousand steps of blood, could not be killed at all.

"Bell!"

The Bloodthirsty Arrow flew by, but was awakened and avoided.

But in the next second, the blood-devouring arrow turned around and continued to run towards the awakening.

"It's useless, the blood-devouring arrow won't achieve its goal, and it won't give up. Bu Qianchou smiled coldly.

"Then kill him!"

Wake up and drink coldly, and the spiritual power around his body is surging wildly at this moment.

"Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh!"

Wake up and swing seven swords in a row, seven terrifying sword rays, like seven amazing thunderbolts, slapping into the sky.

"Haoyue Swordsmanship Second Style, Seven Swords Strike the Sky!"

The seven swords are endless, and the seven swords are infinitely powerful.

Seven swords in one, an incomparably huge lightsaber, condensed in a roar.

Suddenly, an incomparably astonishing coercion emanated from the huge lightsaber, even if it was a distance away, it also shocked the people watching the battle.

"Boom!"

The huge lightsaber slashed down in anger, directly crushing the blood-devouring arrow to pieces, completely dissipating into nothingness.

"Now, what else do you have?"

Su Xing raised his head, looked at Bu Qianchou, and said coldly.

"You ......"

Bu Qianchou's expression was shaken.

Not everyone has the comprehension of awakening, and can thoroughly comprehend the essence and mystery of Zhongpin Lingshu.

Bu Qianchou has been able to open the mountain for a year, but so far, he has only mastered the second form.

"You forced me!"

In Bu Qian's sorrowful eyes, a touch of madness emerged.

"Poof!"

In the stunned gaze of the people, Bu Qianchou slapped his palm on his chest, and with a bloody arrow spitting out, he had already pulled the big bow in his hand into a full moon.

"Kaishan Xuan Archery, the third style, Kaishan Arrow!"

With Bu Qianchou shouting, the surrounding heaven and earth, endless spiritual power swarmed, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body did not want money to roar out.

Soon, the spiritual power gathered on the big bow reached an extremely terrifying level of intensity.

In the deafening thunder, an incomparably thick arrow of spiritual power slowly took shape.

"Click!"

An incomparably majestic coercion emanated from the arrow of spiritual power, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the entire stone platform because it was overwhelmed.

"Good!"

"With this opening arrow, he will definitely die when he wakes up, unless he can use the Haoyue swordsmanship, the last move. Yu Qingrun looked excited.

"Impossible! In just two months, it was a great fortune that he could comprehend the second form of the Seven Swords Strike in the sky, but it was impossible for him to comprehend the third form. Guan Wenlun said with great certainty.

Zuo Lao's eyes showed a look of worry again.

"Boom!"

The stone platform was finally completely shattered, and the figures of Awakening and Bu Qianchou fell one after another, standing on the third stone platform.

"I'll admit, I've always underestimated you. ”

Bu Qianchou's face looked extremely pale. Using this trick consumed him a lot, and even his own essence and blood were consumed a lot.

After this battle, even if he wins, he will need to stay in bed for several months before he can gradually recover.

Still, being able to use the arrows of the opening mountain also carries a bit of luck.

"But that's the end of it. ”

The corners of Bu Qianchou's mouth finally appeared with a smile, "No matter how endless your potential is, once you die, you will eventually turn to dust, and nothing will be left." ”

Su Xing's expression was solemn, and the strength of this arrow made him also cheer up.

"You're so confident that you're going to eat me?"

Su Xing shook his head slightly, he took it seriously, it didn't mean that he was invincible.

"Haoyue Swordsmanship Third Style, Haoyue Descends!"

As a sword light rushed into the sky, endless spiritual energy gathered in all directions between heaven and earth, condensing into countless dark clouds in the sky.

The whole world was darkened at this moment.

Then, a faint beam of moonlight, clearing the clouds and mist, projected down.

People looked up one after another, and saw countless dark clouds parting, and a bright moon slowly descended.

Almost at the same time, countless incomparably sharp and powerful sword qi rippled out towards the ten directions of heaven and earth.

"Click......"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The third stone platform where Su Xing and Bu Qianchou stood turned into powder in an instant, and even on the cliff where the eagle fell off the cliff, countless small sword marks appeared.

Countless rubbles fell from the cliff wall, kicking up billowing smoke and dust.

"Poof!"

"It's not good! It's such a terrible sword aura, retreat!"

The people who watched the battle from a closer distance, who were slightly inferior in cultivation, were swept away by the aftermath of the sword qi, and they all vomited blood, and retreated with a shocked face.

"The ultimate move of Haoyue's swordsmanship is terrifying. ”

"It's also the realm of the Imperial Spirit Body, how do I feel compared to them, one is in the sky and the other is on the earth, are we people living in the same world?"

The terrifying coercion shocked the hearts and even shook the foundation of people's faith.

The aftermath of the storm alone was unbearable for the spectators, and it was hard to imagine what kind of pressure the two people at the center of the storm were facing.

How much pressure Su Xing faced, Bu Qianchou didn't know, but he was about to be unable to withstand it.

Originally, with an arrow to open the mountain, he was already at the end of the crossbow.

And it is also the last killing move of the medium-grade spiritual arts, but the awakening is a sword cultivation, and his Haoyue is coming, and the power is much stronger than an arrow from the mountain.

"Kill!"

Bu Qianchou knew that he couldn't continue to wait, and with a deep shout, an arrow suddenly burst out.

This arrow, domineering and majestic, has endless power, dragging a long ray of light, like a falling meteorite, plowing a deep vacuum in the smoke and dust.

"Fall!"

Wake up and spit out a word, and the bright moon in mid-air, like a Mount Tai, fell with a bang and hit the arrow that opened the mountain.

Thundered!

The loud and ear-numbing sound was like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens exploding in his ears, terrifying spiritual power roaring, and endless sharp sword qi raging.

The remaining stone platforms on the eagle falling cliff all crumbled in an instant, and even the hard cliff wall was destroyed to the point that countless deep ravines and huge sword marks crisscrossed and crisscrossed.

Murderous like the wind, fighting spirit like fire!

After a long time, the earth-shattering roar slowly stopped.

Will the giant arrow tear the bright moon, or will the bright moon crush the giant arrow?

The doubts in people's hearts were finally lifted as the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.