Chapter 766: Yan Xia's Strength

Witchcraft is broadly divided into two major factions, voodoo and spells.

Basically, any Wu master is a master of using poison.

Voodoo is different from ordinary poisons, in addition to directly injuring the enemy, poisoning can also control the changes of voodoo, more like a magic power!

A real master of witchcraft, with ever-changing methods and endless emerging, is definitely a ruthless character who makes people headaches!

In southern Xinjiang, the witchcraft of the Yan family, if not one of the best, is an existence that no one dares to underestimate.

At this time, although Yan Xia was passive, he was walking a strange step in an orderly manner, like some kind of formation map......

Of course, integrating the formation into the body method, this is something that can only be seen occasionally in the virtuous country, and Yan Xia is naturally not in the formation, but an extremely advanced witchcraft!

This time, even the ancestor of the Ruan clan had never seen this kind of witchcraft, and by the time she reacted and wanted to remind Ruan Xiong, Yan Xia had already taken the last step.

In an instant, I saw that the battle scene seemed to be covered with a veil in an instant, and the figures of the two became blurred!

And Ruan Xiong is adding to his body with a blood spell, this kind of non-poisonous and unbreakable spell can be said to be the nemesis of voodoo, in order to sacrifice his own essence and blood, in exchange for ignoring voodoo for a period of time, although the cost is not small, but it can make the opponent's voodoo all invalid.

So Ruan Xiong had no fear, seeing that the surroundings had turned into dust and mist, he sneered: "It's just a trick in vain, let's die for a slut!"

Ruan Xiong roared, dancing the heavy sword in his hand to the point of not leaking, but he couldn't hear the reminder of the ancestor outside the arena at all, and he was completely caught in Yan Xia's witchcraft, still unaware of it.

In the eyes of the melon-eating masses, the area that Yan Xia walked through was like a fog gushing out in an instant, and he could only vaguely see Ruan Xiong's figure, dancing his teeth and claws inside, but in the eyes of the great wizard, this was the most powerful hallucinogenic witchcraft of the Yan family!

Ruan Xiong thought that the opponent was still using poison, as long as the blood curse was on his body, he could completely ignore it, but where did he think that Yan Xia's voodoo at the beginning was just to hide people's eyes, and the real killer was behind!

Seeing that Ruan Xiong couldn't hear the sound of the outside world, she actually used cultivation as a condensation sound beam, and shouted: "This is a regional illusion, you hurry up and ......."

"Shameless!" The Great Wizard Uda suddenly shouted, rolling back all the other party's sound waves!

Everyone is embarrassed, this old witch is really shameless!

In the blink of an eye, a miserable scream sounded in the field, it was Ruan Xiong, obviously, the victory and defeat have been decided!

As the fog began to dissipate, there were already people cheering and cheering in Pingyan Kingdom, while the Ruan family was pale, and the old witch was silent there.

The overall situation has been decided, the fog dispersed, and I saw Ruan Xiong kneeling on one knee, one arm was missing, but there was an extra scimitar on his neck, as long as he dared to move, he would immediately be in a different place!

"You...... You, you can't kill me!" Ruan Xiong's voice had already changed his tone a little, as if he wanted to beg for mercy, and he held back again.

And Yan Xia looked at this person with cold eyes, even though she had a murderous aura in her heart, she still held back, but it scared Ruan Xiong into sweating profusely, and her expression was panicked, and she really became a soft bear.

"Useless thing!" Ruan Xiaodie hated it, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this waste anymore, and snorted coldly: "We admit it this time, and you still don't let people go?"

"Release people?" Yan Xia Yanran smiled and said, "Your Ruan family is rebellious, committed rebellion, killed many clansmen, and still want me to release him!?"

After that, Yan Xia's smile suddenly closed and became murderous, no one would doubt that she would cut off Ruan Xiong's head in the next moment!

And Ruan Xiong, who was in it, felt that death was close at hand, and he couldn't care about anything else, and shouted in a hissed voice: "Grandma...... Help me!"

It's okay if he doesn't shout, this shout, Ruan Xiaodie's words came to his mouth and swallowed back, just looked at Yan Xia coldly.

"Hehe, this is the prestige of your Ruan clan?" Yan Xia said disdainfully: "If the Pingyan Kingdom falls into the hands of such a person, there is no reason to be immortal!"

Yan Xia's words were heart-wrenching, which made the whole country of Ping Yan indignant, and even made those who colluded with the Ruan family bow their heads!

Immediately afterwards, Yan Xia did not wait for the Ruan clan to counterattack, and said with righteousness: "Today, the Ruan clan is not benevolent first, but remembering the love of the same clan back then, I will not kill Ruan Xiong, you will know for yourself!"

Before the words fell, Ruan Xiong ran to Ruan's side as if he had been granted amnesty.

This scene made everyone on Ruan Xiong's side extremely disappointed, no one looked at him anymore, and even Ruan Xiong's broken arm injury was ignored.

And Yan Xia's goal had been achieved, so he puffed up his breath and said in a deep voice: "The next battle!

"The subordinates are here!" A martial soul consummation powerhouse flew behind Yan Xia.

"Are you willing to fight the Ruan thief on behalf of my people!" Yan Xia shouted again.

"Don't give up your death!" this person roared, and his whole body was full of unmatched strength, like a hurricane, sweeping the audience, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

Obviously, Yan Xia took advantage of the power of the new victory to push his own morale to the top, making everyone high-spirited, and also hitting the opponent's morale to the slightest, even if the whole army started a war at this moment, the advantage of the Ruan clan was gone!

And Yan Xia's strength is that she didn't kill Ruan Xiong, if she cut Ruan Xiong with a knife, it will make Ruan Xiong the same enemy, and the next battle will definitely fight back, even killing the opponent at any cost.

This is the truth that the proud soldiers will be defeated and the mourning soldiers will win, and using Ruan Xiong, the general of the defeated army, to hit the arrogance of the Ruan clan is more valuable than killing him.

At this time, as soon as Yan Buzhou appeared, everyone shook their arms and shouted, as if it was the desire of the people, and instantly demoted the Ruan family to a thief, and everyone was punished!

Looking at the one-sided situation, Ruan Xiaodie couldn't wait to tear Ruan Xiong immediately, but she hated Yan Xia even more, she didn't expect the other party's scheming to be so deep!

Ruan Xiaodi turned his head to look at the side of the Nawu clan, and a woman who was not good-looking but dressed in revealing clothes walked out with a smile.

The Nawu clan got enough benefits this time, and sent three martial soul powerhouses, as well as thousands of clansmen, to help the Ruan clan take the Pingyan Kingdom in one fell swoop.

In the current situation, Ruan Xiaodie means that if the strongest martial soul realm here fights, it is bound to win the second game, otherwise it will not only be a matter of losing the bet, but also completely lose the hearts of the people.

As the woman of the Nawu tribe walked into the entrance, her clansmen suddenly became imposing, obviously this woman had an extraordinary status in the clan, even if the Pingyan country was also fighting with the martial soul consummation, these people's faces were also full of the word "must win"!

On the other side, Yan Xia had retreated to the side of the Great Wizard, and the two looked at each other, the latter nodded slightly in approval, but Yan Xia was worried about the next battle.