Seeing He Xiangtian using essence blood, Lin Zheng was unwilling and gritted his teeth with hatred. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He Xiong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Only those who have come into contact with the soul of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect know that this is an insidious martial art.

The last pillar of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's soul looked ordinary, no different from other pillars of qi, and it was easy for people to relax their vigilance. But it was the most powerful attack in the soul of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and it was also a deadly attack.

Sure enough, at the same time as He Xiangtian used his essence blood, the last sword-shaped qi pillar exploded into hundreds of fragments with a crisp sound, and the fragments suddenly rotated at high speed and shot out extremely quickly.

In this process, the fragments rotate at high speed, causing friction with the air, leaving sharp edges and corners behind the fragments. The fragment then started with the power of its own rotation, and the speed was more than ten times faster than before, so fast that only a white line remained.

It is in this way that these fragments have explosive impact and lethality.

He Xiangtian used five rays of essence blood, and the giant baboon's body was twice as large, and the muscles on its body were more condensed, emitting a light like fine iron.

Among them, the black shield on the chest of the giant baboon becomes real, no longer composed of superficial lines, but as if it grows out of the flesh. The black shield had a sinister aura, and an ancient, melodious baboon sound was faintly heard, slowing down the movement of objects in front of them.

Lin Wu's face was pale, but he still sealed, and finally manipulated the fragments to swoop down.

The fragments shot at a rapid pace, and when they were more than ten meters away from the black shield of the giant baboon, the fragments that were fast into a white line slowed down by the influence of the black shield, and showed the true face of the fragments - it was a small handleless sword the size of a thumb, and there were about a hundred of them.

Am I wrong? He Xiangtian looked at the handleless small swords outside his body, the attack power of these small swords was only more than ten times stronger than the previous sword-shaped qi pillar, but he didn't need five essence blood, why did my judgment require more than six essence blood to block this move.

This was Lin Wu's most proud blow. At this time, he smirked, there was a sense of madness on his face, and there was a faint tendency to not be able to help himself. Finally, he flipped the handprints of his two hands, and accelerated the downward pressure of the handleless sword.

What Lin Wu didn't expect was that these two handprints consumed a huge amount of energy in his body and was forced to extract eight essence blood.

Five Essence Blood is already the limit of the human body, and Eight Essence Blood has long been beyond the tolerance of ordinary people. Lin Wu immediately wilted, and his whole body was as white as a blank piece of paper.

The power of the eight essence blood endowed a hundred handleless swords with great agility. They merge together to form a short sword the size of the sole of a foot. After the merger, the speed of the short sword suddenly accelerated, so fast that He Xiangtian couldn't even catch its trajectory. At the same time, the sword qi of the short sword soared in a straight line, completely beyond the carrying capacity of the short sword itself, and the explosion came immediately.

The soul of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is really insidious! The people in the field who could see it all stood up, why was Xiang Tian anxious about whether he could take this move.

No wonder he wanted to use essence blood, could it be that someone told him in advance? But five essence blood is not enough. Han Feng looked at He Xiangtian in the field, his face full of surprise.

Ahh

The giant baboon's pupils tightened, as if he was dying. He roared, and suddenly accelerated upwards with his chest puffed. The evil qi on the black shield surged, condensing the surface of the black shield......

Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded, and a blazing white light erupted in the field, completely annihilating the figures of He Xiangtian and Lin Wu.

Not good! This time the collision was too intense, and the aftermath of the explosion spread outward in the form of a circular wave, with such speed and intensity that it hit ordinary people, and the people were absolutely desperate to death.

The cold wind bent his knees and bounced upward, only to see that the martial platform he was standing on had collapsed. The figure of the cold wind shot out like a cannonball, and landed in the west,

Cold Wind's left hand was shriveled and wrapped only in a layer of clearly wrinkled skin, and the shiny bones inside were clearly visible, which was very strange. He raised his left hand, and a stream of concentrated energy came out, accompanied by a ghostly howl, which easily shattered the explosion fluctuations in the west, northwest, and southwest, protecting most of the people.

The other directions were all sitting and watching the gang forces, and they all blocked the fluctuations of the explosion one by one. It's just that a very small number of small forces have been swept away, hurting their muscles and bones.

The incandescent light in the field faded, leaving behind a large cloud of flying dust, and people still couldn't see the situation in the field.

After a while, there was a sound of "Baba" on the Wutai, cracks broke out, and the entire Wutai was abolished.

Who won? Everyone in the audience stood up and stared at the center of the field, and people's hearts revolved around the result of the competition.

Oh my God! He Xiong stood up tremblingly......

He Fenglan shed tears and supported her father. Xiangtian, you must not have anything, if you have something, I will not live.

Ahem......

Suddenly there was a violent cough in the center of the field. Whose voice is it? Everyone pricked up their ears to hear it again.

"It's Xiangtian, Daddy, it's Xiangtian." He Fenglan jumped up and shook his father's arm, laughing out of tears.

When everyone in the He family heard this, they burst into tears and danced with joy. Seeing the He family's actions like this, they guessed the result, cheered continuously, and the scene instantly boiled.

"Good, good, good. is worthy of being the son of my He family. He Xiong breathed a sigh of relief, and the world in his heart instantly lit up, and he sighed with emotion.

The Lin family's face was unbearable and very ugly. Lin Zheng's face was cloudy, as if there was endless viciousness.

At this time, a guard came to He Xiong's side and whispered.

Listening to the guard's words, He Xiong's face gradually showed a painful look, his face was pale, and there seemed to be tens of millions of catties of sin on his body, which made him breathless and dizzy.

The outside world was silent all of a sudden, leaving only black and white, and all hope was lost. He Xiong sat on the chair in a daze, his face desperate, incompatible with the scene of cheering at the moment.

Hold! Be sure to hold on! For the sake of Tian'er, for Lan'er, you must hold on! He Xiong shouted strongly in his heart, and lowered his head to wipe away the tears in his eyes.

When He Xiong raised his head again, his hair was more than half white, showing the color of old age.

The dust settled in the field, and Lin Wu lay motionless on the shattered martial platform, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his breathing was weak.

A large crater was blown out in the middle of Wutai. He Xiangtian was lying in the pit, his chest was blurred with flesh and blood. He was seriously injured, but he could still stand up, he could still cough up, and he consciously looked at the He family, at his Lan'er, his father......

In contrast, in this competition, He Xiangtian won!

Father! What happened to my father? With such an ugly face, Arashi also left the scene. Did the operation fail? He Xiangtian stumbled to his feet and struggled to walk out of the field, he wanted to know all this.

"To the sky! Take advantage of the moment and kill Lin Wu! ”

He Xiong's mighty voice resounded throughout the audience, and the spectators in the audience were in an uproar. The various forces also raised their spirits and prepared for battle, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Junior of the He family, do you dare?"

Lin Zheng burst out of the condensing pill aura, stood up angrily from the sitting and watching ground, and jumped towards the martial platform.

Suddenly, the cold wind blocked Lin Zheng's way and slapped Lin Zheng. The cold wind took a step back, and Lin Zheng flew upside down for more than thirty meters.

"Lin Zheng! Life and death on the stage, resigned to fate, don't you even understand this? The cold wind shouted at Lin Zheng. The sound waves of the Gathering God Realm spread throughout the audience, majestic and sacred, and there was no one who disagreed.

He Xiangtian saw the anger in his father's eyes, didn't say a word, gritted his teeth, stood up with the pain, jumped up, his aura was surging, raised his huge baboon fist, and blasted towards Lin Wu.

Lin Wuke is the only son of the Lin family, he died, and the Lin family was cut off. The audience once again held their breath and stared intently.

Lin Zheng struggled again, but was knocked away by the cold wind again.

He Xiangtian's huge fist roared past, and it continued to enlarge in Lin Wu's eyes. Lin Wu shed tears of remorse, his lips trembled, and he made a faint voice: "I...... It's ...... I can't help it...... ......"

This faint sound is simply not audible at all.

He Xiangtian's eyes were full of hatred, and he slammed down on Lin Wu's head.

Suddenly, with a "boom", a flying knife shaped like an entity suddenly burst out from the edge of the sky, so powerful that it cut the air in half, smooth and sharp, and the speed was so fast that He Xiangtian could only see a pale yellow line.

Who will put me to death?

The flying knife arrived in a blink of an eye, completely beyond the range that He Xiangtian could accept, and a breath of death instantly enveloped his heart.

Outsiders interfere with the order on the competition platform, and the cold wind naturally cannot be tolerated. But the cold wind was too far away from He Xiangtian, and the flying knife was too fast, and the cold wind couldn't catch up at all.

In the face of the arrival of death, He Xiangtian tried his best to phantom the baboon, but it was too late, the baboon body did not appear, and the flying knife had already reached He Xiangtian's chest.

The flying knife in the late stage of the Gathering God Realm, this young man can't keep it! Han Feng's heart jumped, and he blamed himself for his carelessness.

The arrival of death brings hatred to He Xiangtian! Anger! Resentment! Mad...... All sorts of emotions erupted in him. In an instant, He Xiangtian's eyes reappeared in a world full of rickets, and beside him, there were four dry skeletons.

There is an aura of devastating death on the skeleton's body. This breath of death is a kind of majesty, an irresistible arrangement of fate, which makes people feel "dead" when they touch it.

After the four skeletons appeared, the world paused. Lin Wu opened his mouth to say something, the cold wind made a jumping motion in mid-air, He Xiong half stood up, and Lin Zheng sneered...... And the flying knife in front of He Xiangtian also stagnated, staying outside his chest, and only stabbed into his flesh a little.

What then? In this world full of rickets, He Xiangtian saw a female ghost attached to Lin Wu at first glance, this woman was strong and tall, and the flesh on her face was swollen and extremely loose, which couldn't help but remind people of the face of a dead man.

On closer inspection, the woman's eyes were gloomy and gray, and there were three obvious bloodshots on the left side of her face, all of which were connected to the corners of her mouth, which was very strange. There is a groove in the center of her eyebrows, which looks like half of the empty jujube core, black, and the flesh inside is flaky, with black water overflowing, as if it has been stripped by someone and is rotting, which is quite terrifying.

He Xiangtian didn't pay attention to it so much, he immediately grabbed the flying knife and pulled it out vigorously.

It was also the moment He Xiangtian grabbed the flying knife that the four skeletons turned into flesh-and-blood rickets, just like the ones He Xiangtian usually saw.

At the same time, space-time returns to normal. And the force on the flying knife was still there, and the tip of the knife instantly pierced He Xiangtian's chest.

Fortunately, He Xiangtian grabbed the flying knife, and he burst out with all the power in his body and pulled out the flying knife. The strength of the flying knife was still there, and it kept pushing He Xiangtian to slide backwards. At the same time, the throwing knife slowly stabbed him in the chest.

This knife directly forced He Xiangtian to the brink of death. Life was ravaged like this, and He Xiangtian's heart erupted with hatred. This knife, I wrote it down to the sky!

Ahh

He Xiangtian's body seemed to be full of energy, driving him to roar up to the sky. The sound, as if it came from hell, was distant and eerie, violent and terrifying.

After the roar, the four rickets outside He Xiangtian's body exploded into blood. The aftermath of the explosion directly weakened most of the force on the throwing knife. He Xiangtian gritted his teeth and pulled out with all his strength, and the flying knife was pulled out and disappeared.

Just when he roared, Han Feng's left hand sank, fell from the air, and prostrate on the ground, as if he was pilgraging to his ancestors, and he didn't dare to be disrespectful.

The cold wind was frightened. He has been obsessed with ghost paths all his life, and his left hand is grafted on a long-dead ghost path master. But he had never encountered anything that made the ghost energy in his body kneel, what secret was hidden in this young man?

After He Xiangtian roared, his body immediately collapsed, and a large pool of water fell on his body, as if the roar just now had exhausted the strength of several of his reincarnations. Now he can't even move.

It was at this time that the call in He Xiangtian's heart appeared, and it was very strong, so strong that he could see a pendant......

But now He Xiangtian can't do anything, except for being able to open his eyes and breathe weakly, he can't do anything.

"Look, someone is coming with a big blood bag!"

"Isn't the square only in and out, and how did he get in?"

……

He Xiangtian happened to see a person coming, with a flying knife in his hand, exactly the same as the one he had killed just now.

This sword hatred, I wrote it down to the sky!