At the moment, the absence of flowers, psychologically, has conquered it.

He was even thinking if it wasn't one person without flowers, but a group of people...... No, as long as there is one more person like him, will they still be as calm as they are now?

Obviously, his realm is not as good as his own, but he can achieve this level, is this the gap between the worldly world and the cultivation world?

However, it is precisely because of this that Wuhua single-handedly and alone will make him truly happy and convinced, if Wuhua really brings a large army to sweep, then even if it is a fight to the death, he will definitely not give up.

Now, Wuhua is still bathing in blood, but his courage has already moved Blood Qianqiu deeply, and between hesitations, his heart is constantly drumming, thinking about what Wuhua just said.

There is no doubt that at this time, Wuhua has used his strength to prove to himself that the gap between the two of them, he ...... It is a secular person, but there is no flower, but it is a world of cultivation.

"The seventh!"

Wuhua threw a punch and was stabbed again, but under one punch, he eliminated an opponent, and he himself was seriously injured.

In a trance, the blood thousand hatreds seemed to return to the battlefield again, and Wuhua was a god of war on the battlefield, invincible and invincible.

"In my flowerless dictionary, there is no such word return!" What Wuhua had just said appeared in the heart of the blood thousand enemies again, and a kind of fanaticism burst out in his eyes.

No refund!

Tens of millions of people have been there.

No refund!

I am king of thousands of troops.

No refund!

The smoke does not disperse, the soldiers do not stop, I am always there!

No refund!

With blood as the battle, the soul as the soldier, the body does not fall, the person does not die, I will fight myself!

The various manifestations of the absence of flowers are interpreted at this moment.

He even felt that Wuhua was a real general. He already has the soul of a general, and he has an unyielding mind.

At this time, the battle of Flowerless is still going on.

There is no one left intact on Wuhua's body, but his body is still straight. Even every time he shot, he was desperately exchanging injuries for injuries.

"The fourteenth!"

The flowerless voice fell, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

"Blood and a thousand enemies, as long as we kill this one, you and I will fight."

Wuhua is stubborn. At this moment, his body is like a candle in the wind, shaking, but in his heart, he still longs for a fight.

Although he has a stubborn personality and a flamboyant tongue, there are some things that are the persistence in his heart and his foundation.

For example, Tantra.

At this moment, he knew that he wanted to gain a foothold in this Thousand Buddha City, get rid of the suppression of Tianlong Temple, develop his own power, and investigate the cause of Shizun's death.

This is the agreement of the four of their brothers.

And this agreement, the premise of realization, is in one's own ring, which is to gain a foothold in this Thousand Buddha City.

And if you want to really gain a foothold in the Thousand Buddha City, the best way is to collect the blood thousand enemies, this strange soldier, under the account, and get the position of the city lord of the Thousand Buddha City with the credit you feel.

Therefore, at this moment he will not retreat and cannot retreat.

Finally, at this moment, the last of the blood thousand enemies fell, and in the mountains and forests, one hundred and eight people fell to the ground, and none of them had the strength to fight.

At this point, in the entire mountain forest, the only two people who are still standing are Wuhua and Blood Qianenm.

"Blood and a thousand enemies, come on, fight!"

Wuhua's voice was already weak, but it still spoke stubbornly. Even between words, blood was already spurting out of his mouth.

"No flowers, why bother? In your current state, it is simply wishful thinking to want to fight me, and you have absolutely no chance of winning. Blood Qianqiu said, and there was a bit of complexity in his eyes.

At this moment, Wuhua was able to fight against one hundred and eighty-eight people, standing in front of him, there was no slightest resistance in his heart, and even just now, he had already appeared willing to surrender.

But all he lacks now is a reason.

Wuhua smiled faintly.

"It has to be done. Otherwise, wouldn't everything I did just now, Buddha, be wasted? Blood and hatred, at this moment, in your heart, you have recognized me. I can feel it. Right now, you're just missing a reason to convince yourself to follow me. Wuhua said, although her face was full of blood, she still had a calmness: "And the best reason for this is that you and I will fight!" ”

Wuhua said, the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more intense, and then in the eyes of the blood and hatred, all the wounds around her body began to condense together at a speed visible to the naked eye at this moment.

"This ......"

Blood Qianqian was shocked, and there was disbelief in his eyes, and there was no flower...... It actually broke through at this moment.

In two months, from the early stage of the Lingtai, to the late stage of the Lingtai today!

In an instant, the heart of the blood thousand hatreds gave birth to a strong admiration for Wuhua. He knew that the exercises that seemed to be practiced by Wuhua, this kind of person who practiced the flesh, only by fighting to nourish the war and constantly fighting, would he be able to make a breakthrough in cultivation faster.

And now, the breakthrough of no flower is equivalent to the reset of everything, and all the wounds have been nourished and repaired by Yuan Li because of the breakthrough of the realm.

In this battle, he no longer needs to participate, it is already clear that he has lost.

And Wuhua was also shocked at this moment, the reason why he continued to insist on this battle was that he felt that he had reached the critical point of breakthrough, and he thought that he would have to fight with the blood feud and stimulate his potential in order to break through.

But I never thought that now I haven't fought, but I have broken through.

"Hahaha!" Flowers laughed.

And Blood Qianqiu knelt on one knee, his face was firm, and he said without hesitation: "I've seen the lord!" ”

This worship represents the liver and gallbladder together, and the life is the main.

This worship represents that life and death remain unchanged, and honor and disgrace always follow.

This worship represents the yearning in the heart of the blood thousand enemies, and it is open at this moment, to follow Wuhua and enter another world! Of course, under this worship, the most joyful thing is Wuhua, because this worship of blood and hatred proves that his goal has been achieved.

"Hahaha!"

Wuhua smiled, even if the cultivation was a breakthrough at this time, it was only beginning to repair, and when he laughed at this time, there would still be minced meat, which would be spit out from the end.

But Wuhua did not show any unbearable, or even a kind of agitation.

His laughter was a little miserable, but at this moment, listening to the ears of Blood Qianqiu and his subordinates, he heard a wave of ambition, which was a longing to compete with the Heavenly Palace.

"I've seen the lord!"

Including the blood feud, one hundred and nine people shouted in unison.

"Hahaha!"

Wuhua laughed wildly, even if the laughter caused the muscles to squirm, causing the wound to burst out and the blood to dripp again, she didn't care in the slightest.

"In the future, call me Second Master!"

Wuhua Langkou said, he knew that everything was decided now. Accepting a thousand blood feuds means that he already has a foothold in this Thousand Buddha City.