Chapter 11: Blood Sacrifice

"Ah, what's going on!"

Jun Xuan's sudden disappearance made Xu Wu feel confused, and his speed couldn't help but slow down.

"Third brother, be careful!"

Xu San's sudden reminder made Xu Wu's nerves tense, and before he could react, he felt a wind behind him.

Jun Xuan's figure appeared at some point, and the right hand that operated the aura waved out, and the sound of the dragon's roar came to his face.

"Shenglong Fist. ”

"Not good!"

While Xu Wu used Wu Yuan to form a barrier, the queen retreated, and the furious Ascending Dragon Fist shattered the barrier that had not yet been fully formed, and the fist shadow went straight to Xu Wu's body.

Xu Wu is not a three-star master of the Lingwu Realm, he has rich combat experience, and he runs Wu Yuan quickly, and a fierce tiger fist swings out, and collides with the "bang" of the Ascending Dragon Fist, which makes Jun Xuan's Ascending Dragon Fist stop.

Xu Wu took a few dozen steps back before stopping, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and Jun Xuan jumped back slightly, a beautiful backflip, and landed firmly on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

"Lingwu Realm three-star lower level, impossible, it's only been a few days, how can you break through the three-stage cultivation. ”

Xu Wu's face was full of shock, many people saw that Jun Xuan broke through to the Lingwu Realm at the Spirit Attraction Conference, but when he fought with Jun Xuan just now, he could clearly feel that Jun Xuan's cultivation was a three-star junior in the Lingwu Realm, when he went from the first-star Lingwu Junior to the Lingwu three-star Primary, but it took two years, and Jun Xuan only used it for a week, what a terrible talent, at this moment Xu Wu actually regretted offending Jun Xuan, but the matter has come to this point, and there is no turning back.

"Whoosh. ”

Jun Xuan's head was slightly off, and an inky black knife shadow slashed in front of Jun Xuan's eyes, and then the knife shadow turned around and slashed at Jun Xuan's head again.

"Hmph. ”

Jun Xuan snorted lightly, leaned back, waved the dead dragon in his right hand and collided with the sword shadow, and released the spirit yuan in his left hand, under the action of the reaction force, Jun Xuan's body flew up, and swung the dead dragon to slash towards Xu San from top to bottom.

The four-star master of the Lingwu Realm was really extraordinary, and the ink-black scimitar was buckled downward, horizontally above his head, and collided with the dead dragon at one time.

A wave of air appeared from where the two of them were, and the branches of the surrounding trees shook violently, startling all the birds in the trees.

At this time, Xu Wu's figure appeared behind Jun Xuan, holding the inky black scimitar tightly with both hands, and a thunder pattern quietly formed on the wrist of his right hand.

"Thunderblade. ”

Xu Wu shouted, and the ink-black scimitar with a blue current slashed straight towards Jun Xuan.

Jun Xuan secretly screamed badly, slapped his palm on Xu San's inky black scimitar, shook Xu San back, exerted force at the waist, and formed a strange posture in his body, at the wrist of his right hand, a black lotus appeared, and Lingyuan was frantically injected into the dead dragon.

"Void Slash. ”

"Bang!"

The collision between Jun Xuan and Xu Wu produced a huge explosion, and a large amount of dust was rolled up by the explosion, like bullets, shooting all around.

Xu San, who was not far away, operated the spirit element, forming a barrier in front of him, blocking the explosion from his body.

"Haha, Jun Xuan, no matter how talented you are, you won't die in my hands in the end. ”

Xu Wu's voice came from the dust, and I saw that Xu Wu's hair was covered up, it had been scorched by the explosion, his clothes were all broken, and a wound of more than ten centimeters on his chest was extremely eye-catching.

Hearing Xu Wu's laughter, Xu San breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't expect that Jun Xuan would be so difficult to deal with, and Xu Wu had to pay such a tragic price to kill Jun Xuan, but fortunately, it was all over.

At this moment, in the flying dust, a cold light flashed, Xu San's pupils dilated, and his face was instantly filled with fear.

"Third brother, be careful. ”

Before Xu Wu could react, the wild smile on his face suddenly froze, his body couldn't help stagnating, and the brilliance of his eyes began to drain.

"No!" Xu San roared, his head seemed to explode, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Xu Wu lowered his head with difficulty, only to see a long black sword with dark red patterns passing through his chest, like a god of death, frantically sucking his life.

"You, not ......"

"Are you trying to say I'm not dead? Hmph, the people in this world who can kill me haven't been born yet. ”

Jun Xuan twisted the dead dragon, and the majestic aura poured out along the dead dragon, wringing all of Xu Wu's internal organs into pieces.

"Poof. ”

Xu Wu spurted out a mouthful of black blood, his pupils were dilated, and his eyes were no longer bright, and he became a dead man completely.

"Third brother!"

Xu San shouted, tears dripping like rain, and his heart was even more grief-stricken.

"It's the eldest brother who hurt you, and the eldest brother is sorry for you. ”

Xu San knelt on the ground and cried out heartbreakingly.

"If you want to kill someone, you have to have the consciousness of being killed, don't worry, I will send you down to accompany your third brother in a while. ”

At this moment, Jun Xuan's robe was torn into pieces, the skin of his entire right arm was scorched by electricity, blood oozed from the pitch-black skin, his breath was disordered, his whole body was completely out of strength, and his dark black eyes were full of exhaustion, but he was extremely firm.

"Jun Xuan, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"Whew. ”

Xu San stretched out his left hand, without a little hesitation, and grasped the blade of the ink-black scimitar, and the blood stained the entire blade of the scimitar red.

Xu San showed a painful look on his face, his hair and beard slowly turned gray, the skin on his face began to sag, his teeth began to fall out, and the whole person seemed to be fifty or sixty years old.

"Yes, this is a blood sacrifice, does he want to die?"

The frightened voice of the evil dragon came, Jun Xuan's heart tightened, he had also heard of the blood sacrifice, by burning the essence blood on his body, in order to make his own cultivation soar in a short time, but after using it, the essence blood of the blood sacrifice was completely burned out, and he would definitely die, even if it was a matter of Daluo Immortals, it was impossible to save him.

Under the effect of the blood sacrifice, Xu San's cultivation climbed wildly, reaching the peak of the four-star Lingwu Realm and the five-star peak of the Lingwu Realm, and it did not stop until the six-star of the Lingwu Realm.

At this time, Xu San seemed to be a hundred-year-old man, with a dry body, a rickety figure, and no trace of blood on his face.

In fact, Xu San didn't need to use blood sacrifice at all, Jun Xuan was already seriously injured under Xu Wu's full force, and Xu San basically had no consumption, and he could deal with Jun Xuan, but because Xu Wu died in Jun Xuan's hands, Xu San was grief-stricken and directly lost his mind, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, to break Jun Xuan's body to pieces.

"Whew. ”

Xu San gasped, and the scimitar in his hand was burned red by the fast-moving Wu Yuan, exuding bursts of heat.

"What should I do?"

Jun Xuan was a little panicked, his eyes were Xu San, and he asked about the evil dragon.

"What else are you thinking, don't run yet. ”

Under the reminder of the evil dragon, Jun Xuan hurriedly put away the dead dragon, ran the ghost shadow step, and quickly ran towards the depths of the Sunset Mountain Range.

"Where to run. ”

Xu San's old voice sounded, the breath of the six stars of the Spirit Martial Realm was released, his legs were forced, and he flew out towards Jun Xuan with one arrow step.

Jun Xuan saw a rapid shuttle in the branches, while Xu San followed closely behind Jun Xuan, and the distance between them was constantly shrinking.

"Damn, I'm going to die here today. ”

Jun Xuan was a little desperate in his heart, he finally awakened Shenwu and entered the inner gate, and his future was bright, but today he was going to die in this place where birds don't, how could he be willing.

"Haha, Jun Xuan, go die!"

Xu San didn't know when he appeared behind Jun Xuan, and his rough and shriveled right hand slashed the red-hot scimitar fiercely.

"Evil Dragon Realm!"

Suddenly, the whole world lost its color, only a pitch black remained, the whole space seemed to be imprisoned, even the wind was still, and the power of the black and viscous evil dragon wrapped around Xu San's body, completely fixing Xu San's body, at this time Xu San's scimitar was only a dozen centimeters away from Jun Xuan's head.

"Jun Xuan doesn't do it yet!"

The evil dragon shouted weakly, Jun Xuan immediately responded, and the black fire of the dead dragon carrier appeared in Jun Xuan's hands, and the Heaven and Earth Spirit Martial Technique began to operate, injecting all the spirit elements into the dead dragon without reservation.

"Ling Tian Sword Duel!"

The sword light cut off Xu San's body, Xu San's withered body did not spurt out a drop of blood, and the red scimitar fell to the ground, turning into dust and dissipating with the wind, disappearing.

"Whew, it's finally over. ”

Jun Xuan shook his body, feeling that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness was gradually blurred, and he fell to the ground with his head, his eyelids were no longer overwhelmed, and he closed them tightly, and he didn't open them for a long time.