Chapter 1563

Unlike the monstrous flames just now, the current Prince of the Blood Clan did not have any powerful momentum to cause a storm in heaven and earth, but the feeling he gave Long Xiaoshan was becoming more and more dangerous.

Wow!

Prince Bruch pierced through the void again and slew in front of Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan raised his hand to block.

Poof!

The blood-red scale armor was directly torn apart, and blood spurted out.

After the dark power crystallize, although the number has not increased, the density has reached a very terrifying level, and the same dark power has been exerted with a completely different effect.

Long Xiaoshan's body retreated violently.

Prince Bruch put the blood on his claws to his mouth, licked it, and suddenly the blood in his eyes skyrocketed, so powerful blood, just a few drops made him feel his blood boiling, as if he had eaten the Ten Great Tonic Pills, he roared feverishly, his wings flapped, turning into arrows off the string, and thousands of claw shadows appeared in the void.

Each claw shadow is powerful enough to shatter a mountain.

Prince Bruch is only now in earnest.

It shows the power of the divine realm.

Under the shadow of the claws in the sky, Long Xiaoshan had no way to retreat, and in an instant, there were countless roars between the two, that is, the strength of the two strangled each other, collided, and the eight-armed crocodile roared under the dark claw shadow, each claw shadow could grab a large amount of spiritual energy and flesh on the eight-armed crocodile dragon, and the body of the eight-armed crocodile dragon became thinner and thinner.

Finally, it couldn't support it and shattered.

Long Xiaoshan was also blasted away by the claw shadow in the sky, and in an instant, his body was like a thousand knives, and countless claw marks almost cut him into minced meat.

"Hill!"

Seeing Long Xiaoshan being blasted into the sea, his women all screamed.

Those Chinese viewers who were shouting "God of War" just now couldn't help but look at each other, showing a look of worry.

"Hahaha," Jacob laughed wildly, his face beaming with joy, and his whole body was refreshed and radiant.

"This is the power that the Divine Realm should have, otherwise how can it be worthy of the Divine Word!" said the Dragon Venerable slowly.

"The ancestor Master Musashi was defeated at the hands of the Blood Clan Prince back then, how can a mere Shina person be comparable to the Blood Clan Prince!" Kato Tiger said lightly, as if he had already known the result.

And those Huaxia grandmasters have a complicated mood, on the one hand, Long Xiaoshan is the enemy of the hidden sect, he has killed so many strong people in the hidden sect, and most of the top ten on the dragon list were killed by him, but on the other hand, Long Xiaoshan is a Chinese person, known as the strongest person in China, representing the martial soul of Huaxia.

Now he is defeated by the Prince of Blood in front of the whole world,

They are also faceless.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly rushed out of the sea, which was extremely dazzling.

Crackling, the countless golden thunderbolts surged, turning into a spear that tore through the heavens and stabbed at the Blood Prince.

The Blood Prince raised his hand and clawed.

Rumble!

Two figures retreated.

Stand 100 meters apart.

The Blood Prince looked at a blood-colored hole in his arm, on which the golden evil god's thunder was still raging, making his wounds unable to heal.

Long Xiaoshan stood in the air, holding a spear, pointing directly at the Prince of the Blood Clan.

Said lightly: "The power of the divine realm is nothing more than that!"

"Rampant, you dare to be arrogant just by relying on the power of magic weapons!"

The Prince of the Blood Clan was furious, he was actually underestimated by a junior, the other party only relied on the strange golden thunder on the wall to hurt him, and the powerful dark power of the Prince of the Blood Clan poured out, forcing the golden thunder out, although the evil god thunder is an evil nemesis, but after all, the amount is too small.

Cannot deal lethal damage to demonic giants like the Prince of the Blood.

Rumble!

The Prince of the Blood Clan waved his claws again, and Long Xiaoshan also moved, only to see that his body was combined with the gun, turning into a series of spears that pierced through the void, and the Prince of the Blood Clan couldn't catch Long Xiaoshan's figure at all.

Because Long Xiaoshan has been comprehending for the past half a year, he has comprehended the rhyme of the gun to a higher level, he is in the Changping Great Array, and what he has comprehended is only the skin, and later he has been inherited by the True Monarch of the Northern Underworld, and his comprehension of the Tao has improved by leaps and bounds.

The rhyme of the gun is also small.

Now that he is on display, he and the gun are no longer distinguishable from each other, even if the prince of the blood clan is extremely strong, but after all, he is a dark blood clan, not a monk, and his understanding of the "Dao" can't catch up with Long Xiaoshan.

Spears and claw shadows slammed into the air again and again.

It was as if a thousand missiles were bombarding in unison.

The shock made the chests of the people who were far away on the shore so heavy that they wanted to vomit blood.

The power of the battle between the two people shocked the onlookers who were still saying that Long Xiaoshan was just like this, they thought that Long Xiaoshan was defeated, but this was obviously not the case.

"Xiaoshan, you must win!"

The women of Long Xiaoshan all clenched their fists, looked at the bright shadow of the spear in the sky, and prayed secretly in their hearts.

Long Xiaoshan became more and more violent the more he fought.

The spear became more and more dazzling, even if the evil god thunder in the golden thunder gun was exhausted, but with the powerful rhyme of the gun, it still pierced and exploded the opponent's claw shadow.

He felt that the accumulation of more than half a year had become mellow and flawless in this shot, and all kinds of obscure feelings had penetrated.

No matter how strong the perception is, it is all on paper without actual combat.

Long Xiaoshan got the inheritance of the True Monarch of the Northern Underworld, and his memory and perception were at the level of the True Monarch, which allowed him to stand on the shoulders of giants and see further, but at the same time, things that were too high and profound could easily lose their roots and feet, and they did not have a strong and solid foundation.

Long Xiaoshan has always wanted to find an opponent.

Let your perception become a real combat experience.

But now, he can't find any opponent.

Even Qianyunzi, who used to be the first on the dragon list, was only relying on the whip of the gods, and he could still fight with him.

Ordinary grandmasters, they can't even force him to rhyme.

The divine realm does not come out.

He is invincible.

How lonely it is to be invincible.

Now a god realm powerhouse has finally appeared.

Long Xiaoshan can let go of his hands and feet, and the perception he has accumulated in the past half a year can really be used in actual combat, and the Prince of the Blood Clan also clearly feels that the opponent's gun is getting stronger and stronger, and it has reached the point of oppressing him, making him feel as if he is fighting with a real god realm.

How is it possible, the young man in front of him is obviously one step away from the divine realm.

Why is there such a powerful marksmanship.

Countless feelings poured into Long Xiaoshan's heart.

When these perceptions accumulated to the peak, Long Xiaoshan blessed his soul, and suddenly jumped into the air, like a dragon turning the sky upside down, and drew an indescribable shot, this shot, even he didn't know how to send it, there was no violent breath, no mighty gun, some just frozen souls, unstoppable Dao intentions.

It's like a flying knife shot by Xiao Li's flying knife.

No matter how strong your internal strength is and how high your martial arts are, as long as the flying knife comes out, you will die.

Now the Blood Prince feels this way.

He actually found himself unable to resist this shot.

The claws waved subconsciously, and the spear penetrated his body!

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