"Hey, what's your name, Master, I won't kill nobodies!" Zhuo Chen said arrogantly, pointing at the other party.

At this time, the white-robed man was already furious, and his expression was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

"Damn! I'm dumb, isn't it!" Zhuo Chen's appearance at this time was still as shy and shy as before, like a bandit.

Mo Feng looked at the angry Zhuo Chen in surprise, he didn't expect that he would be like this when he started a fire!

The aura on the white-robed man's body became heavier and heavier, and blood continued to gather from a distance towards his feet. If there are people, you will find that the surrounding demonic beasts are desperately running towards the distance, as if they are running away from something, and some low-level demonic beasts are directly draining the blood of their bodies and quickly turning into a dry corpse.

His momentum also became stronger and stronger under this accumulation, and the other contestants in the vicinity could vaguely feel the coercion here.

"It's really giving you face!" Seeing that the blood under the feet of the white-robed man had gathered into a thick pool of blood, Zhuo Chen knew that he couldn't wait any longer at this time and had to take the initiative.

Zhuo Chen's space ring flashed with light, and in an instant, his body was full of equipment, and the whole person gave people a different feeling.

A set of armor was wrapped in everything except for the eyes, leaving no gaps. The only thing that felt incongruous was the weapon in his hand, like a crossbow but not a crossbow, which was much smaller in comparison.

"Bang! bang!" With two sounds, Mo Feng saw with his own eyes that two things similar to thunderbolts shot out of the strange weapon in his hand, and the speed was so fast that he would be hit if he didn't pay attention to it.

However, in the face of the cultivation in the late stage of the Soul Quenching Realm, although such a speed is fast, it is not fatal.

The corner of the white-robed man's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and the pool of blood under his feet seemed to have life, and two tentacles flew directly from it to block Zhuo Chen's attack.

However, this thing, as Mo Feng had guessed, exploded immediately when it came into contact with the other party. However, its power is not as powerful as the thunderbolt made by Mo Feng. After all, not everyone can have the same method of making it as he does. In the absence of these, ordinary people would not even be able to make imitations. And Zhuo Chen's ability to do this is already remarkable.

With the sound of explosion, the white-robed man's blood tentacles immediately shattered, but the power was also all dissipated in the blood, and the blood splashed on his face, gradually disappearing little by little, entering his body as if it had never appeared.

"I see!" The white-robed man's eyes glowed red, obviously he didn't expect that the other party's "hidden weapon" could still explode, but this was irrelevant, and he couldn't hurt himself.

"Huh?" Zhuo Chen frowned slightly, obviously not satisfied with the effect of the two shots just now: "Two shots won't work, I'll give you a few more shots!"

As soon as he stretched out his hand to attack the other party again, the white-robed man was no longer restrained and took the initiative to attack, and in an instant Zhuo Chen found that he had lost the other party's vision, his pupils shrank sharply, and at such a speed, he might not be able to hit the other party at all!

Zhuo Chen's expression moved, and the pair of strange weapons in his hand disappeared, turning into a Blue Dragon Glaive Knife. He subconsciously turned around and retreated half a step, and the Qinglong Glaive in his hand slashed downward.

This blow just blocked the bloody hands around the white-robed man who attacked him. Subsequently, he intercepted the opponent's attacks in the air.

Mo Feng watched the white-robed man attack frantically, and Zhuo Chen defended frantically, although he looked embarrassed, he blocked them all.

"This Zhuo Chen looks so powerful?" Mo Feng thought suspiciously about the scene when he met him before, but it was because he was almost dying, and it didn't look like he was pretending, but why was he chased and killed by the Rock Horned Rhino?

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be able to keep up with me. The white-robed man looked at Zhuo Chen mockingly: "It seems that the contestants of the conference really can't be underestimated!"

"I'm sorry! tell you, master, I'm amazing!" Zhuo Chen panted and held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife: Damn, I can finally rest!

In fact, if Zhuo Chen alone relied on his own strength, it would be impossible for him to be the opponent of the other party, and the reason why he was able to do this was entirely because of the equipment on his body, and these spirit weapons of no low level forcibly raised him to the level where he could fight with the other party.

The spiritual weapon on Zhuo Chen's body could sense the fluctuations of the aura in different directions, and with the increase in speed, strength, agility, etc., it was able to resist the opponent's attack.

"You can't beat me, and I can't beat you, or just forget it?" Zhuo Chen asked the white-robed man tentatively.

However, what responded to him was only a sneer, and the blood under the white-robed man's body seemed to have life, slowly crawling up his body from the soles of his feet, gradually covering him, and finally only saw a terrifying bloody body showing a big weird smile.

"Huh~ That's interesting. Mo Feng watched the battle between the two, the attack of the white-robed man obviously aroused his interest, and he felt that the blood body attached to the other party's body should be similar to the demon body he had been building. are extremely powerful in amplifying their own abilities.

"It's... Blood Demon Body!" Zhuo Chen looked at the other party's technique in great surprise: This thing is vicious, and it will even affect the cultivator's mind, isn't it already lost?

"It seems that you still have some knowledge...... "The blood demon body revealed the face of the white-robed man, but before he finished speaking, another voice came from the blood demon: "Don't talk to him so much, let me eat quickly!"

As soon as the strange sound disappeared, he wrapped his head again, as if he was more anxious than the man in the white robe.

Mo Feng frowned slightly: This blood demon body even had its own consciousness, which made him suddenly realize that his blood soul seemed to be the same, but where did these consciousnesses come from?

"Then I won't hide my secrets!" Zhuo Chen naturally puffed up his chest, his face was full of confidence, and he said confidently: "Since this is the case, I will let you see how powerful I am!"

The Blood Demon Body didn't take Zhuo Chen's words in his eyes at all, and frantically attacked the other party, and the tentacles that kept stretching out on his body could be turned into weapons at will, and in an instant, Zhuo Chen hit the opponent back and forth like a leather ball.

"Haha! Do you think I can't do anything about hiding in this turtle shell?"

Relying on the spiritual weapon on his body, although the blood demon body did not cause any substantial damage to Mo Feng, the pain could still be clearly felt.