Tan Cesen's laughter spread on the stone platform, and the dragon-like blood qi swirled around him, matching his bronzed skin, which was extremely intimidating.

"Eighth-Order Lingpan ......" Many disciples had dry mouths.

The eighth-order spirit hall, even if it is placed in the inner peak, is already very good, and with Tan Ce's current strength, it is easy to sweep the outer peak disciples.

"Peak Master, there is no need for this battle to continue. Yang Kun's face was like frost.

Blood Sacrifice.

This kind of ferocious spiritual art is spurned by most spirit masters, which is also the reason why the old man of blood and bones is not welcomed among the many powerhouses in the Northern Regions.

He didn't even let go of his own spirit beast.

This kind of person has no value in making friends at all.

"Lord Qiu Feng, you shouldn't be afraid. The old man laughed.

"This kind of child-style agitation, I didn't expect the old man of blood and bones, as a senior, to have such a good time. Qiu Ling said coldly.

"When you have nothing to do, you have to find something to do. The old man of blood and bones said with a smile, as if he had calculated correctly, Qiu Ling would not refuse.

It's like a person from Starfall Peak going to the place where he is to stir up trouble.

Although I am unhappy in my heart, I still have to fight if I should fight, otherwise I will become a joke about being beaten on the door and making a turtle with a shrunken head.

"Elder Yang, there is no need to intervene. Qiu Ling's eyes raised slightly, and he said calmly.

"Peak Master ......" Yang Kun's eyes flashed with urgency.

After the blood sacrifice lost the scarlet crescent, Tan Ce had the strength of an eighth-order spirit beast during this period of time, and because of the characteristics of the blood sacrifice, Tan Ce's wave of his hand was equivalent to a blow from an eighth-order nirvana-level spirit beast.

Xiao *** couldn't resist it!

"This bastard, what a beating. Sun Wu scolded in a low voice, and the blood demon ape in the spiritual gate had a sense of disgust for the breath on Tan Ce's body, and this feeling was also transmitted to him.

As a blood-attribute spirit animal, the Blood Demon Ape is extremely sensitive to blood qi.

Tan Ce's forcibly extracted blood qi through blood sacrifice is the most filthy kind.

It is also a kind of low level.

This spiritual skill that the old man was proud of in his heart, but in the eyes of the Blood Demon Ape, it was useless.

Even an insult to the flesh.

"Lord Qiu Feng, if I, a disciple, accidentally killed that kid, I hope that the adults have a lot of them, don't retaliate against me. The expression of the old man was quite sarcastic.

Hearing this, Qiu Ling's eyes were cold.

This bloody old man, relying on his seniority, has repeatedly challenged his patience, do you really think he is easy to bully.

"Xiao Yang, no problem. Qiu Ling looked at Xiao Yang and said flatly.

"Yes, but not much. Xiao Yang grinned.

If it's not a last resort, I really don't want to use soul melting.

Once used, the excessive squandering of spiritual power will inevitably make him lie on the bed for several days.

Now, though, is clearly not the time to think about that.

"Since the disciple of the Blood and Bone Predecessor likes my Si Xiaofeng, then do him a favor and let him stay here forever. Qiu Ling glanced at Tan Ce and said lightly.

"Well said. ”

The right palm was spread out, and Shengyang Yan and Shenglingyan fused together, glowing with turquoise, Xiao Yang cast his gaze on Tan Ce and said with a light smile: "This stone platform is indeed very suitable as your burial place." ”

"Hehe, death is on the verge of death, and you dare to be hard-mouthed. Tan Ce sneered, and with a tap of his fingertips, blood-colored beams of light shot towards Xiao Yang one after another.

"Bang!"

As soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, Xiao Yang's figure flashed rapidly, and the blood light fell on the stone platform, blasting out a lot of deep pits, and rubble splashed everywhere.

"The eighth-order spirit can't be fought at all. Xue Yi's voice was full of anger.

It's no wonder that many powerhouses say that blood sacrifice is one of the lowest spiritual skills in the Northern Regions.

Don't look at Tan Ce's martial arts now, but when the time of the blood sacrifice has passed, his strength will plummet, and it will take a long time to recover.

This is different from the need for a long time to fill after the spiritual power is depleted.

What the blood sacrifice damages is the foundation of the spiritual gate, and excessive consumption of spiritual power does not have many side effects, and even in some cases, it can help the spirit master break through.

"Throw in the towel. An Yu also sighed.

Even if she goes up, it will be a sure defeat, and there is a lot of possibility of losing her life.

"Hmph, it's all retribution. ”

Of course, not all the disciples of the four small peaks were biased towards Xiao Yang, and there were a few people in the crowd who were sneering and cursing.

Rosun is one of them.

"What you can't do is nothing more than trying to be in the limelight, and it's better to die on stage. Roxun thought disdainfully.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, otherwise, in the future, he wouldn't want to mix in Sixiaofeng.

"Bang! bang!"

The sound of the stone platform crumbling is still resounding.

Standing in mid-air, Tan Ce's fingertips sprayed blood, and his eyes were faintly cold.

Xiao Yang's body style is too weird, sometimes teleporting, sometimes moving around, his offensive is not easy to accurately fall on Xiao Yang.

"It's just a monkey who can hide. ”

With a chill surging in his eyes, Tan Ce shouted violently, his right hand like an eagle's claw flashed quickly towards Xiao Yang below, and tore it off in the air, a large and amazing blood claw enveloped Xiao Yang fiercely.

This blood claw, combined with a series of spiritual power beams, sealed all of Xiao Yang's retreats on the stone platform with a limited range.

At this time, Xiao Yang is unavoidable!

Looking at the whistling blood claws, the faces of many disciples rose with horror.

Even if it was an eighth-order spirit pan that was hit by this blood claw, even if he didn't die, he would have to lose half his life.

What's more, Xiao Yang is only a third-order spirit pane.

"Lord Qiu Feng, you, the disciple of the four small peaks, are about to be planted. The old man looked at Qiu Ling with a smile.

"Who planted it, not necessarily. Qiu Ling was-for-tat, and his momentum did not fall in the slightest.

"Huh. The old man smiled disdainfully.

Dead ducks have hard beaks.

At such a critical moment as the Four Peaks Duel, killing a disciple of the Four Little Peaks, once the matter spreads, it will undoubtedly greatly affect the reputation of the Four Little Peaks.

It even became a joke.

Thinking like this, the resentment in his heart about the destruction of the Purple Flame Tower will also dissipate most of it.

"Bang!"

The rich blood-colored aura spread on the stone platform, and the corners of Tan Ce's mouth set off a mocking smile, and the nerves of many disciples were also extremely tense.

Xiao Yang, was he killed?

"How does it feel to use the power obtained from the lower-level spiritual arts?"

The sound that spread from the blood-colored qi made the smile on Tan Ce's face stiffen suddenly.

A round of golden blade disks was suspended in front of Xiao Yang, trembling slightly.

It was this thing that resisted Tan Ce's previous attack.

"Buzz!"

The two-color light wheel of ice and fire rotated under the palm of his hand, Xiao Yang raised his head, looked at Tan Ce in the sky, and grinned: "Spiritual art, I also have it, and it is stronger than your blood sacrifice." ”

"Next, it's time for me to attack. ”