Under the gaze of everyone, Ulo gritted his teeth, and then stretched out his left hand to the tip of the spear, and in the next moment, he slashed hard, and on his left hand, countless blood flowed out, penetrating the holy weapon, and also dripping onto his superb spiritual weapon glove.

Wu Luo, who had spent all his strength to do all this, looked at Zhang Heng with a resentful expression, and he shouted with all his might:

"Ugui boy, you forced me, since you want to play, then I will play with you to the end, today, either you die or I die. ”

The moment his blood was dropped, the holy weapon and the supreme aura bloomed with a blood-red light at the same time, and then, the light disappeared, but the power of these two weapons seemed to have been enhanced.

Feeling this majestic power, Ulo twisted his body in satisfaction, and then, he smirked.

That kid's blood is about to drain, although he doesn't know why that kid is so weird that he can suppress the holy weapon, but it doesn't matter, the final winner is still him, he is still the genius who has never been defeated.

Zhang Heng is also blinded, isn't the setting of bloodletting and skills only available to the protagonist?

At this time, Mu Lao automatically acted as a commentator, "Boy, it takes the aura of heaven and earth to urge martial arts and formations, and because of years of cultivation, the blood of the monk contains a very strong aura, and the blood contains a very strong life force of the human body, and this life force can also play an auxiliary role. Therefore, after adding blood dropwise, both the formation and the weapon will be greatly improved. ”

Zhang Heng's eyes froze, that is to say, not only his blood has this effect, but other people's blood also has this effect.

Before, he had always thought that only he had these special abilities.

Mu Lao explained again: "Boy, your blood is more special, because the vitality contained in your blood is far greater than that of other people, you have the cultivation of the Yuan Dan Realm, but the life force contained in your blood can be compared to the monks of the Immortal Xuan Realm, this is what the old man has always wondered, which is why you can suppress the holy weapon with your own blood." ”

After saying this, Mu Lao smiled proudly, and secretly thought: "Boy, the old man is still very powerful." He was waiting for Zhang Heng to show a look of adoration, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Heng's weak expression, and it was accelerating the flow of his own blood.

Mu Lao was taken aback, yes, in this emergency situation, how can he take on the role of a commentator?

Then he said worriedly, "Zhang Heng boy, stop quickly, with your current state, if you bleed again, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed." ”

"Mu Lao, I can't stop. Zhang Heng chatted with Mu Lao while continuing the movements on his hands, and with Zhang Heng's movements, the blood in his body continued to flow out from the wound and into the formation.

Endless blood light covered the entire arena, as magnificent as the remnant sun on the horizon, but it was also on the verge of dissipation.

Seeing this scene, all the disciples were stunned.

Do these two men have such a great hatred? They have already begun to bleed.

On the entire competition platform, the blood of the two of them was wafting.

This battle was really heroic. No matter who wins, the image of the two people above will always be imprinted in their minds.

"Patriarch, you are really a good means!" The second elder U Lei opened his mouth indifferently, and seeing that the dark clouds did not reply to him, he continued to take care of himself: "Although I don't know what means you used to make that Ugui kid so disregard for his life, even if he dies, he will defeat Ulo, but sometimes, it is not possible to do it without his life, and the winner of this game will only be me after all." ”

In Urey's opinion, Ugui on the stage is just a young man in his twenties, and he definitely does not have the courage to disregard life and death, so the only possibility is that the patriarch gives him enough temptation so that he can disregard his life.

The dark clouds' eyes have been extremely solemn, he did not reply to the words of the second elder, how the second elder guessed, he didn't care at all, at this moment, he kept his eyes on Zhang Heng's body, and in his heart he was estimating Zhang Heng's limit and the timing of his own move.

Things have developed to this point, and Wuyun also understands that with Zhang Heng's current state, he has not much blood to release, so the final result of this competition will only be that Wuluo wins.

And Zhang Heng, as the son of Heavenly Dao, he has definitely never been defeated, and he will not allow himself to be defeated, so it is possible that he is unwilling to give up at the last moment.

And then, it was the time for the patriarch to make a move.

No matter what, the dark clouds will not let Zhang Heng die in their Wu clan, no matter what, he will save Zhang Heng's life.

After sensing that he was being suppressed again, Ulo also became angry.

Since he was a child, he has never been defeated, this Ugui is so entangled, he wants to be more than blood, right? Okay, he accompanies him.

The next moment, he reached for the tip of the spear with his left hand......

Wu Luo could feel that Zhang Heng was close to the limit, so he won this battle.

And at this moment, Zhang Heng kept injecting his blood into that formation, and at the same time, he kept calculating in his heart.

From a scientific point of view: an ordinary mortal can lose up to nearly three layers of blood in his body without threatening his life.

As a monk, this limit will definitely be expanded, and the preliminary estimate can reach about six or seven percent, and if it is more, I am afraid that there will be problems.

In other words, as long as the blood released by Zhang Heng does not exceed seventy percent of the body, it will not affect the fundamentals, and as for the lost blood, it will be replenished in the future.

The blood he sprayed just now due to the injury of Uluo, plus the blood he had already released, Zhang Heng had already lost nearly sixty percent, that is, he could release another layer of blood.

If this layer of blood is released, if it can win, it will win, and if it can't, he can't do it.

When the time comes, he will stop.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, in order to win the game, he has fallen into a state of madness, but only Zhang Heng himself knows that he has always been calmly analyzing.

He really wants to win, but he won't lose his life because of a fight, because it's not worth it.

Anyway, he has done his best, even if Ulo wins him, he will still damage a lot of essence and blood, and he will not be able to recover to his full state in a short time, and then let Uya avenge himself.

At this moment, Zhang Heng's face was pale, his body was weak, his whole body couldn't help trembling, and his eyes wanted to close countless times, but he forcibly opened them again, still releasing his own blood continuously, and the blood-red light on the fighting platform still did not subside for a long time.

Seeing Zhang Heng's movements, many Wu disciples were shocked.

Although they all resented Zhang Heng and wanted Zhang Heng to die, they asked themselves, Zhang Heng's behavior, they couldn't do it, and they didn't have the courage to do it.

Wu Ya's beautiful eyes have been locked on Zhang Heng, and she can feel that Zhang Heng is about to reach the limit, and she is about to lose it.

If this battle is won by Wuluo, it will definitely have a great impact on Zhang Heng's Dao Heart.

But now, looking at the situation on the platform, Zhang Heng is indeed in a weak position.

The blood-spewing battle between the two continues.

At the beginning, the two were only evenly matched, but gradually, Zhang Heng couldn't hold on.

At this moment, his blood is almost close to the limit, he has gradually lost consciousness, and all his actions are completed with that unwilling obsession.

Seeing this, Ulo smirked, and then, again, he was so crazy that he forced blood out of his hands, and he would win immediately, and he would soon see a Ugui boy killed.

It's almost ...... It's almost there.

Seeing his expression, the second elder also sighed.

Ulo's mentality has changed, and from another point of view, Ulo has lost, because Ulo's enemy has never been Ugui, but Uya.

In the battle with Ugui, Uro lost nearly three layers of essence blood, and when he fought against Uya, his chances of victory were reduced again.

At this point, he also had to admire the patriarch, the patriarch was able to win this bet at the cost of a clansman's life, and he did have the means, worthy of being the patriarch.

"Going to lose...... Finish...... Zhang Heng closed his eyes weakly.

He was so tired......

He wanted to...... Would love to ...... Good ...... Sleep...... Sleep.

......

Feeling that Zhang Heng was about to approach his limit, Mu Lao also sighed, this stubborn kid really can't listen to what he says, in case you die, the entire Six Domains will be over.

That's it, the old man will help you once.

In the next moment, under the gaze of everyone, the Ulo, who was already close to madness with the holy weapon in his hand and constantly forcing out his blood to break through the limit, was stunned for a moment, and then he gently let go of the holy weapon in his hand.