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In the dust, Shui leisurely slammed his sword to the ground, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face was a little pale, but there was no trace of fear on his face. Pinshu.com

"Half-step Martial Sect is indeed very powerful. Shui leisurely looked at that day Xuanzi and muttered to himself. The reason why he chose to take the initiative to attack before, and even had a taste of hitting stones with eggs, was because he wanted to see how powerful a powerhouse of that level was!

Now, he already has some understanding, and he has more confidence in killing Tianxuanzi.

I don't know why, looking at the eyes of the water leisurely, the bad feeling in Tian Xuanzi's heart is getting stronger and stronger, he is already a half-step martial arts sect-level powerhouse, and he has a very strong and clear feeling of the danger in the underworld, although he doesn't know what other means that Shui Youran has, but no matter what, kill him first!

After such a thought appeared in his heart, Tianxuanzi's eyes flashed, and the body comparable to the Jade Buddha flashed suddenly, as if it had pierced the void, and in less than the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Shui Youran's body.

The killing aura on his body was not concealed in the slightest, and the pair of left and right hands surrounded by jade light slammed out towards the head of the water, and the void distorted, stirring up ripples like waves, and these two palms seemed to contain the power of overwhelming mountains and seas.

Shui Youran's pupils shrank, and Tian Xuanzi's speed was too fast, even if he relied on the keen intuition given to him by the Blood Sea Sword Venerable, he could only react.

"Sea of blood!" I saw that the water snorted leisurely, and the blood-colored droplets immediately rushed out of the coffin, as if ignoring the flow of time, and soon, they rushed to the body of Xuanzi that day.

Although the blood-colored droplets are not large, they seem to contain a boundless vast ocean, weighing as much as a thousand pounds, just crossing the air, it is setting off a piercing sonic boom, which people dare not underestimate.

The blood in the coffin was mostly the blood of the fierce beasts and alien races that the Blood Sea Sword Venerable had killed back then, and a small part was his own blood, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to manipulate the blood water and burst out its power.

A series of muffled sounds erupted in an instant, like dense raindrops falling on jade, extremely crisp. It was the sound of the blood-colored water droplets coming into contact with the jade light on the surface of Tianxuanzi's body.

The blood-colored water droplets became denser and denser, and soon, before Xuanzi's palms were completely slapped out that day, most of the power was offset by the water droplets, and as the blood-colored water droplets became more and more, their speed was getting faster and faster.

"The inheritance of the Sword Venerable really contains some means. Tian Xuanzi muttered to himself, he had already guessed that the inheritance of Sword Venerable should not be simple, otherwise he would not have chosen to leave before.

Although the blood-colored droplets were strong. However, Tianxuanzi was also very confident in himself, and in an instant, he saw a snow-white long stick appear in his hand, and as soon as the stick appeared, the air in this small world seemed to become a lot more viscous.

"That seems to be a spiritual weapon of the lower grade of the Heavenly Rank!" Although Luo Feng was seriously injured and was healing within the scope of that water leisurely circle, this did not mean that he didn't pay attention to the battle situation between that water leisurely and Tianxuanzi.

His soul perception is very keen, and it is no less than that of an ordinary martial spirit level monk, so he has insight into a lot of things in an instant.

The stick was about eight feet long, as thick as an ordinary person's wrist, and the whole body was a fiery red color. Before he made a move, there was an aura of suppression of mountains and rivers, which exuded.

"Heavenly Rank Lower-grade Divine Fighting Stick!Master Zun has made a move with all his might!" Jizo, who was also watching the battle, had a slightly solemn face, he had been following Tianxuanzi for decades, but he was rarely seen using spiritual weapons, so that many monks didn't know that Tianxuanzi was a strong man in the stick path!

Once Tianxuanzi uses the spirit weapon, it means that he has gone all out, and it also means that there is blood to be left!

It is precisely for this reason that his master's god-beating stick is also called a blood stick!

The appearance of the beating stick did not make Shui Ran's complexion change in any way.

According to Luo Feng's understanding of him, Shui Youran is a cautious person, and if he is not very sure, he will definitely think rationally and analytically, so since he stopped Tianxuanzi, he definitely has the means to deal with him.

Tian Xuanzi waved the big stick at this time, the tiger was angry, with a faint blood light, and hit the head of the water leisurely, with the momentum of splitting Huashan, the thick wind spread out from the big stick, and then in the void, cut out a vacuum channel, and locked the water leisurely!

Before the stick was on his body, Shui Youran's heart gave birth to a strong sense of danger, and even then, he swung the blood-colored long sword in his hand violently, and the blood-colored water droplets that were still rushing forward seemed to be attracted by some kind of attraction at this time, and they all gathered on the blade of the sword.

When a stick and a sword came into contact, the wind was fierce, like a big knife, and when it came into contact with the blood-colored sword qi, it gave birth to dense void ripples, as if it was about to tear this small world apart.

"Tianxuanzi's predecessors will win!"

The onlookers seemed to want to show that they had made a difference, and they were actually waving their flags and shouting!

"Kill that boy who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

Most of the monks wanted to catch the hand of Xuanzi that day and kill the water leisurely, if this was the result, even if they couldn't get the inheritance of the Blood Sea Sword Venerable, but if they could scratch a little benefit on them, they would naturally not refuse.

After the chaotic aura dispersed, the water shook leisurely, and then flew out upside down again, leaving footprints on the ground with each step as he stepped back.

And although Shui Youran retreated, that day Xuanzi was affected by the sword qi, and he also took a step back, and a faint scar appeared on the body of the jade light, which was scratched by the sword qi that escaped.

Although Shui Youran retreated farther, the injuries on his body were lighter than those of that Tianxuanzi, and this blow actually had some flavor of being up and down.

In fact, a discerning person can see that the water at this time is leisurely, and he is in an absolute downwind, because the blood-colored long sword in his hand is the sword of the Blood Sea Sword Venerable, which contains great power.

And before that, he integrated some of the blood of the Blood Sea Sword Venerable, so that his sword had the god and form of the Blood Sea Sword Venerable's swordsmanship.

It was really because of this reason that it was only a one-star martial spirit level Shui Youran, who looked like he was drawing with the half-step Martial Sect's Tianxuanzi.

"Kill him first, lest you have too many dreams at night!" Tian Xuanzi had a killing intent at Shui Youran, wanting to kill him as soon as possible.

And Shui Youran's face gradually became solemn, and it seemed that the two of them didn't want to spend it here.

"Descend the Dragon Palm!" The next moment, that day Xuanzi let out a low shout, and the stick in his hand turned into a faint jade light at this moment, wrapping around his arm, faintly condensing into a blood-colored dragon, faintly, there was an unyielding dragon soul roaring, resounding between this heaven and earth.

Then, I saw that the palm of his hand was slightly thinking about the direction of the water, like a powerful aura like a real dragon, and it locked him in an instant.

"Shui Youran, go all out!" Although he knew that Shui Youran had the possibility of defeating that Tianxuanzi, the closer he got to that moment, the pressure Luo Feng felt became stronger and stronger.

On the one hand, the power of the descending dragon palm has been increasing, making this void even more stagnant, and partly because he is worried about the leisurely water.

"It's finally time for the final showdown!"

"The full force of Tianxuanzi's predecessor may be comparable to a super powerhouse at the level of a real martial artist!"

"Although that person has obtained the inheritance of Killing Zun, it is simply impossible to resist the blow of the predecessor of the Heavenly Xuanzi!"

For a while, many monks were talking about it, with a little expectation in their eyes, as if they had seen the scene of Shui Youran dying completely!

Now it seems that Shui Youran has no means to fight against Tianxuanzi at all, let alone kill Tianxuanzi!

However, in the face of the increasingly strong dragon descending palm, Shui Youran seemed to have made a certain decision, and only the next moment, he used the blood-colored long sword to cut his fingers, causing bright red blood to flow out, and immediately, he wrote and drew on the void with a solemn face, and at a glance, it seemed to be a certain summoning ritual.

Although I don't know what Shui Youran is doing, Luo Feng at this moment feels as if there is an irresistible aura of majesty, slowly approaching here.

"Trick up the mystery!" Seeing that there was still not the slightest hint of panic on Shui Youran's face, the onlookers immediately discussed in a low voice.

In their opinion, people who no longer have any means can seem so calm, although the four words "so tricky and mysterious" are leisurely for Shuiran, but in practice, it seems to be another kind of self-comfort.

In this small world, although there is not the slightest change with the leisurely movements of the water, but after this small world, there is an uproar!

Because the monks who were originally standing at the entrance of the whirlpool all found that the huge mountain under their feet that was inserted in the sea of blood was actually shaking violently.

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that the inheritor of the Blood Sea Sword Venerable has already been chosen?"

The huge mountain peak shook at such a fast speed that the monk was a little shocked except for stabilizing his body.

After three breaths, the mountain peak that shook suddenly began to shrink, and as the mountain peak shrank, the form of a sword was revealed, there were eleven peaks here, but now it seemed like twelve divine swords!

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