"Next, it's time for me to attack. ”

Xiao Yang's slightly cold laughter spread, and the old man of blood and bones looked at the buzzing and spinning wheel of ice and fire, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Tan Ce is very likely to lose.

Or even get killed!

"Damn, what kind of spiritual technique is this, it can actually fuse spiritual power!" the old man with blood bones had a blue face.

Tan Ce is a fifth-order Lingpan, while Xiao Yang is only a third-order.

This was the first time he felt that his blood sacrifice was so vulnerable.

"I'm not mistaken, Xiao Yang actually fused the spiritual power of the fire attribute and the ice attribute together!"

"It didn't explode?

"Can anyone tell me how powerful the fire attribute and the ice attribute will be when they are fused together?"

The uproar of shock resounded in the mouths of many disciples.

Fusion of spiritual power, this kind of means, ordinary people don't even dare to think about it.

This is also the first time that Xiao Yang has performed in front of the disciples of the Four Little Peaks.

"Fusion spiritual power?" Tan Ce stared at Xiao Yang's palm, the rapidly rotating light wheel, and his heart sank suddenly.

Only then did he remember the rumors that Xiao Yang had swallowed dozens of Stygian Spring Fruits and destroyed the Bai family.

When he first heard it, he undoubtedly scoffed.

A small spirit master, even if he swallowed more Stygian Spring Fruit, it was impossible for him to have that kind of power, because his spirit beast and spirit skills would not be strengthened accordingly.

But now, he didn't believe it a little.

Combining the two spiritual powers, adding dozens of Stygian Spring Fruits, creating a strong explosion, it is indeed possible to destroy the Bai family and kill the Spirit Emperor powerhouse!

"However, it was you who swallowed the Stygian Spring. ”

With a slight sharp look in his eyes, Tan Ce smiled cruelly: "Now you are much weaker than you were in the Bai family, and you want to scare me away, wishful thinking." ”

"Psychics, Bloodblade!"

Tan Ce's voice full of murderous intent fell, and a blood knife about ten zhang in size quickly took shape in front of him, and the red blood qi rotated at high speed around the blade of the blood knife.

"Slash!"

With a wave of his right hand, Tan Ce's violent shouts resounded through the sky.

"Huh!"

The blood knife, which was about ten zhang long, tore through the air, bringing a vague blood light, and slashed down at Xiao Yang on the stone platform, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind was endless.

"Go!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Yang waved his palm, and the rotating ice and fire light wheel greeted it with a bang, and the sharp edge of the light wheel cut the space into the traces of the Dao.

Under the nervous gaze of everyone.

The blood knife and the light wheel, in the air above the stone platform, collided fiercely, and the dull explosion sound spread around, shaking everyone's minds and buzzing.

"Boom!"

In the air above the stone platform, the blade of the blood knife and the edge of the light wheel were accurately shaken together, and the dazzling sparks burst from the junction.

For a time, the two were indistinguishable from each other.

"Bastard. ”

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, Tan Ce gritted his teeth, and with his sharp fingertips, he cut his wrist fiercely, and the red blood beads quickly fell into the blood knife.

With the replenishment of blood qi, the blood knife shined brightly, pressing the light wheel below to a continuous decline.

"Haha!"

Tan Ce, whose face was pale because of excessive blood loss, suddenly had a cruel smile on his face when he saw this scene: "Break it for me!"

In his heart, the victory of this battle will surely belong to him.

"Then break it. Looking at the Ice and Fire Light Wheel that was downwind, Xiao Yang muttered, and the spiritual power in the first and second spiritual gates roared out without reservation.

"Click!"

Piercing cracks spread out on the surface of the blood knife, and a chill rose in the eyes of the old man with blood and bones.

The blood sacrifice that he was so proud of was crushed......

The sound of glass shattering suddenly sounded in the air, and the cracked blood knife shattered into fragments in the sky, and the rotating wheel of ice and fire light was like a lightning bolt, quickly passing through it.

"Huh!"

Although the color of the light wheel has dimmed a lot, the sharp aura is still not reduced by half.

"No ......"

The light wheel flew in, and Tan Ce's face finally showed horror, however, before he could dodge, the sharp light wheel passed through his body.

"Bang!"

Not far behind Tan Ce, the wheel of light turned into a point of light in the sky and floated in the air.

Its spiritual power has finally been exhausted.

The light wheel passed through Tan Ce's body, and on the latter's chest, a blood-red thin line emerged, and all the disciples of the four small peaks were all dull, unable to believe their eyes.

Tan Ce, defeated?

"You...... You ......"

Looking at the blood marks that tore through his body, Tan Ce opened his mouth, and his distorted face was extremely terrifying.

He didn't want to die.

It was not easy for him to become a disciple of the Old Man of Blood.

It wasn't easy for him to get this opportunity.

How could he die here like this!

"By the way, I still have a blood sacrifice!"

With a look of ecstasy on his face, in front of Tan Ce's body, a blood-attribute spirit beast loomed.

"As long as I sacrifice it, I can live!"

His chest rose and fell rapidly, and the smile on Tan Ce's face was like a sickness, which made many people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Bastard, this feeling is coming. ”

His head was dizzy for a while, Xiao Yang was paralyzed, and he almost fell to the ground, which was the result of excessive squandering of spiritual power.

"Blood Sacrifice!"

With his last breath, Tan Ce seemed to return to the light, and a violent roar came out.

"Sacrifice, sacrifice your head!"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Xiao Yang endured his fatigue, slammed the soles of his feet on the ground, and his body rose above Tan Ce like a cannonball.

Looking at Tan Ce below, Xiao Yang's eyes were cold, and he punched down.

"Bang!"

A loud sound sounded, ripples of spiritual power spread, and Tan Ce, who was hit, fell to the ground with a bang, smashing out a huge pit.

Billowing waves of smoke and dust filled the air from the deep pit.

Lying in the deep pit, Tan Ce was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his dim vision, through the smoke, looked at Xiao Yang in the sky, and there was a strong sense of remorse in his heart.

What he regretted was not that he was an enemy of Xiao Yang, but that he did not use all means to kill the latter when he was weak.

However, it was already too late.

The vitality gradually dissipated, and Tan Ce's vision fell into darkness completely.

"It's finally over. ”

Endless fatigue came to mind, Xiao Yang's body went limp, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Before he fell unconscious, he only felt a fresh fragrance filling his nose, and the softness coming from his back made his heart flutter......

"Bloody senior, your disciple, you can't help but fight. Qiu Ling looked at the blood-boneed old man with a blue face and said with a smile.

"Lord Qiu Feng, farewell, the old man will come to worship the mountain another day. The old man of the blood bones said word by word, and immediately turned around, and rushed out of the four small peaks without looking back.

Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice.

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he doesn't have the face to stay here.

The next moment, a burst of joyful cheers resounded throughout the entire four small peaks.

The object of their cheers was naturally the young man who had fallen into a coma......

(End of chapter)