The terrifying spiritual power that raged in the sky swept out, forming a scarlet storm in the sky, and everyone around them was terrified.

And on the hundreds of zhang wide ring, it was even more of a mess, and countless fierce breaths were like swords, slashing the ring with cracks and verticals, one big pit after another.

If it weren't for the big enough ring, I'm afraid half of the onlookers would have been seriously injured.

At this moment, Su Shengyan, Liu Bai and others, as well as the Blood God Cult, the Star Moon Sect, the Ten Thousand Souls Business Alliance and other major forces all had strong people secretly paying attention to this battle. On either side, one is the protector of the Blood Cult, and the other is the new champion of the Acropolis War, and no matter what the result, it is bound to cause a sensation in the main city.

And the development of the battle situation also greatly surprised everyone's expectations, originally thought that although Ning Bufan was in the limelight, but after all, he was young, how could he be the opponent of the long-famous Blood Spirit Son?

Even if Ning Bufan can resist for a moment, he will definitely not be able to escape the fate of defeat in the end.

However, as the battle heated up, everyone was terrified, they didn't expect that Ning Bufan not only did not lose quickly, but relied on the mysterious spirit trick to fight with the blood spirit son, and finally relied on that move to make everyone frightened "True Spirit Thousand Palms" to leave the suspense at the last moment.

"Who won?" someone asked, amid the silence.

"No...... I don't know!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the rolling whirlwind in the ring gradually stopped, and everyone gradually saw clearly that there was a person half-kneeling in a big pit, his clothes were torn, and his breath was extremely disordered.

"Blood Spirit Son?"

After many people saw it clearly, they exclaimed.

Even the strength of the Blood Spirit Son has been injured to such an extent? Looking at his appearance, it seems that it is a little difficult to even stand.

For decades, it was the first time that someone had beaten a strong man of the Blood God Cult into such a look, and many people wanted to applaud, but they didn't have the guts.

However, although the blood spirit son was injured, it didn't seem to be a big problem, could it be that the young man named Ning Bufan was defeated?

At this moment, this thought was born in the hearts of most of the people, after all, the blood spirit son had slowly stood up, his eyes were extremely hideous, looking at the sky, as if looking for the figure.

"Ning Bufan?" Su Shengyan's face changed drastically.

"Your Royal Highness the princess, don't worry, Ning Bufan should be fine!" Liu Bai said suddenly.

"Really?" Su Shengyan was surprised, her wonderful eyes scanned out, and she couldn't find Ning Bufan's figure.

"Look at the hands of those blood spirit sons?" Liu Bai said lightly.

Su Shengyan was stunned for a moment, then moved the spirit into her eyes, looked over, and saw that the hands of the blood spirit were red and full of blood.

"What the Blood Spirit Son is wearing on his hand is a high-grade spiritual weapon, called Blood Shadow Ten Thousand Souls. It was refined with the essence blood of countless people, and you can see that the essence blood in his hand has completely lost its power, indicating that this high-level spiritual weapon has been destroyed. ”

"For a master like the Blood Spirit Son, if the spirit weapon is destroyed, it is basically impossible to have a chance to win. ”

At this moment, in a space in the ring, there was a sudden fluctuation like a splash, and then a figure walked out of it and slowly fell to the ground.

"That young man named Ning Bufan is still alive?"

Many people screamed after seeing the faces of the figures.

At this moment, looking at the two sides, one fell to the ground and smashed a big hole, his breath was unstable, while the other suddenly appeared from the sky, although his face was a little pale, but he didn't seem to be too seriously injured.

Ning Bufan landed slowly and walked over, his face was quite calm, but his eyes were full of killing intent and determination.

Blood Lingzi spat out a mouthful of blood and said in a deep voice: "Good boy, you have forced me to this point. ”

Until this moment, in the heart of Blood Lingzi, it was still hard to believe that he was defeated in the face of a young man who had just become famous!

And the defeat was so miserable that even the spiritual weapon was directly destroyed!

He gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, and his eyes were full of resentment and hatred, and he couldn't wait to rush over and unload this kid into eighteen pieces. It's a pity that he is seriously injured at the moment and can no longer exert himself.

"You're too careless, if you do it again, I may not be your opponent. Ning Bufan said lightly.

He was telling the truth, from beginning to end, Ning Bufan took advantage of the other party's conceit and hatred, and kept distancing, if he fought head-on, without the premise of the Phantom Yin Dragon Sword, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold out for long.

But because the blood spirit son was light on the enemy, he was given the opportunity to use the last "True Spirit Thousand Palms", this move was his use of the small thousand world spirit array, and the True Spirit Cave Heavenly Palm Power was temporarily sealed into it, so that he could play a move that far exceeded his strength.

Originally, this move required a long time to cast, and in front of a master like Blood Lingzi, it was difficult not to be noticed.

Therefore, Ning Bufan deliberately used a powerful spirit technique like the Fengyun Illusion Sword Technique, which provoked a rolling whirlwind, and the Blood Spirit Son didn't put him in his eyes at all, so he finally used it.

As soon as this move comes out, it is like thousands of True Spirit Cave Heavenly Palms are unleashed together, I am afraid that below the Mahayana Xuan state of mind, no one will be able to stop it.

Although this blood spirit son claims to have stepped into the Mahayana Xuan state of mind with one foot, it is a pity that he is still missing the other foot.

"What do you want to do?"

The seriously injured Blood Lingzi saw Ning Bufan walking over step by step, and he felt a familiar aura on the young man in front of him.

That's killing intent, it's a tool that his people who worship the Blood God Sect use to intimidate people's hearts!

"What do you want to do?" Ning Bufan sneered: "What do you think you would do if I fell to the ground at this moment?"

Blood Lingzi remembered that during the battle of the Acropolis before, he couldn't help but tremble when he saw the cruelty of this young man to his younger brother, and at this moment he had no doubt that this kid would be just as ruthless as he was.

"If you kill me, the Sect Master will never let you go, let alone your family and Wuyang City!" the Blood Spirit Son shouted in fear.

"Hehe......" Ning Bufan sneered: "Do you think it's still useful to intimidate me now? It's like if I don't kill you, you'll let me go?"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Bufan stepped on the ground with his right foot, transported out the last trace of his spiritual power, set off a whirlwind, flew over against the ring, and rolled the body of the blood spirit son in the air.

"It's over!"

Ning Bufan whispered, and then a sword light condensed in his palm, if it was the heyday of the Blood Spirit Son, such a sword light could not hurt him at all, but at this moment, it was enough to kill him.

The sword burst open, tearing the air apart and stabbing out with a whoosh.

"Boy, you're so daring!"

At this moment, a violent roar resounded around like thunder, and the ears of everyone who shook it roared.

Immediately, an incredibly majestic arc of light flew from the sky, with a hint of red, like a blood moon.

Before the arc light flew in front of Ning Bufan, the incomparable edge had already exploded, splitting the ring in half.

And Ning Bufan had a sharp pain in his chest, and he screamed and flew out.

If this arc light hits him, I'm afraid he has ten lives, and he will have to be explained here.

At the last moment, suddenly another figure fell from the sky, like a mountain, instantly shattering the previous arc light.

"Uncle?"

"Master?"

Su Shengyan and Liu Bai both changed their faces, revealing a strong sense of joy.

The previous arc was faster than lightning, even if the two of them wanted to rescue, it was too late, but at this moment, when Su Qing arrived, in this huge Holy Hall main city, I am afraid that no one can deal with Ning Bufan.

"Su Qing, do you really want to protect this kid?"

A figure swept across the sky, and thousands of rainbow lights condensed into a figure, wearing a purple and gold robe, and it was the Blood Worship Sect Master.

"Sect Master, it's not that I want to protect this kid, but in the ring, outsiders are not allowed to interfere, this is the rule of our main city, have you forgotten?" Su Qing blocked the way of the Blood Worship Sect Master, and said lightly.

"This kid wants to kill my protector, can't I still make a move?" said the Blood Worship Sect Master gloomily.

"In the ring, life and death have their own destiny. Su Qing said.

Just when the two top powerhouses in the main city were facing each other, Ning Bufan had already endured his injuries and walked over again.

Seeing the sect leader coming, the blood spirit son who had not had time to rejoice was extremely frightened at this moment, he urged the essence blood, and even the skin cracked inch by inch, and the blood rolled out, turning into a powerful spiritual power and spreading out.

Ning Bufan was surprised in his heart, the evil skill used by this Blood Spirit Son at this moment was exactly the same as the previous performance of Blood Yang Zi before he died.

For this kind of weird evil skill, how could Ning Bufan give him the opportunity to perform it?

He forcibly invoked his spiritual power, regardless of his own injuries, his body flashed directly, flew over, and the sword in his hand formed again, slashed through the air, and stabbed directly into the chest of the blood spirit son.

Blood Lingzi's face stiffened, and a column of blood erupted from the wound, spraying towards the sky, and it sprayed several feet high, as if it was raining blood!

"This kid really dares to kill the people under his command in front of the Blood Worship Sect Master!"

At this moment, the entire ring was silent, and everyone looked at Ning Bufan's standing figure in horror, as well as the blood spirit who was spurting blood from his chest and retreating step by step.

Eventually, his body fell to the ground with a thud, and there was no trace of life.

I'm afraid that no one could have expected such an ending after half an hour.

A young man who had just broken through to the top of his name actually directly killed the protector of the Blood God Sect, a notorious powerhouse in the main city, in front of the public.

And...... It was on the premise that the Blood Worship Sect Master was watching.

Seeing the Blood Spirit Son fall, Ning Bufan's spiritual power was completely exhausted, and he didn't fall to the ground by holding on.

This battle was the most thrilling battle since he cultivated, and if it weren't for the hatred and conceit he had taken advantage of the Blood Spirit Son, I am afraid he would definitely lose.

But although he won, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Because, not far away, the gloomy gaze of the Blood Worship Sect Master stabbed at him like a sharp sword!

He knew that the hatred between him and the Blood God Cult had probably reached the point of not dying!