"Give me death!"

The purple-clothed warrior sneered, and his whole body was condensed on his right fist, he wanted to fight quickly and kill with one blow.

I was just careless last time, and this kid is lucky, hmph, this time I wasn't so lucky.

As long as you kill the weird kid in front of you, bring Liu Yan back to the door to complete this mission, and there will be a rich reward for returning to the door.

Thinking of the generous reward promised in the door, the purple-clothed warrior couldn't help but lick his lips, and a fire ignited in his heart.

Kill!

Jiang Zhan's face was indifferent, but in the depths of his eyes, a touch of crazy battle intent was burning, like a greedy beast, coveting delicious prey.

This was the second time he had faced a martial artist from the Seven Heavens of the Condensation Period, and the first time it was only a brief confrontation, and he was injured by the other party without any suspense. And this time, Jiang Zhan was confident that with the help of blood-colored energy, he could compete with the martial artists of the Seven Heavens of the Qi Condensation Period!

What's more, he still has "potential" now.

In a few breaths, the two met, and when the purple-clothed martial artist slammed into Jiang Zhan's face door with an explosive True Yuan fist, with his extraordinary reaction speed, Jiang Zhan avoided this punch for the first time.

And leaned sideways, and slapped a palm on the chest of the purple-clothed warrior.

"What!"

The consternation in the eyes of the purple-clothed warrior couldn't be hidden, he never thought that with his full strength, this weird kid would be able to react, avoid this killing punch, and still have the ability to fight back!

However, seeing Jiang Zhan slap over, the purple-clothed warrior couldn't help but snort coldly after being stunned, if Jiang Zhan had been avoiding without fighting and relying on his reflexes to dodge his heavy punches, he might still feel tricky.

But now that this kid has chosen to take the initiative to attack, isn't that exactly what he wants?

The purple-clothed martial artist smirked and slapped out again, directly bombarding Jiang Zhan's palm.

When there was a solid touch in the palm of his hand, and he felt the true yuan aura in the other party's body, which was far weaker than his own, the purple-clothed warrior's smile was much brighter.

No matter how fast you react, after all, you are just a martial artist of the five heavens of the condensation period, what to fight with me!

With this blow, he not only had to crush Jiang Zhan's offensive, but also directly inflicted heavy damage on Jiang Zhan to end the battle.

However, in just one breath, the smile on the purple-clothed warrior's face froze.

Originally, under the contact of the power in the palm of his hand, the true yuan in the kid's body on the opposite side was defeated and completely overwhelmed by his strength.

But I don't know why, all of a sudden, the somewhat collapsed true elements in the kid in front of him actually began to condense together again, and from these true elements, there was a certain aura that made the purple-clothed martial artist feel frightened.

That's crazy war intent and bloodthirsty desire!

"How is this possible!"

And as this aura became more and more intense, the purple-clothed martial artist was shocked to find that at this moment, his true yuan could no longer have the upper hand in the confrontation, and the other party unexpectedly used the strength of the cultivation of the five heavens of the condensation period to block his full force.

After a few more fights, all of them were evenly divided, and no one had the upper hand, and the purple-clothed warrior gradually began to derive an inexplicable sense of unease in his heart.

The fact that this little martial artist in front of him, who was only the fifth heaven of the condensation period, could fight with him without falling behind, which was really difficult for him to accept.

As the confrontation with Jiang Zhan continued, the purple-clothed martial artist no longer regarded Jiang Zhan as a weak opponent.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, the purple-clothed warrior knew in his heart that the kid in front of him already had the capital to compete with him.

Time is running out......

Raising his eyes and glancing at the faintly visible city wall in the distance, the purple-clothed warrior's eyes completely froze.

The fight between the two has reached a level that can be said to be more intense among the martial artists in the condensation period, and this kind of movement may not be long before it attracts the attention of others.

This is something that the purple-clothed warrior never wants to see.

Boom.

There was a bang, and after a fight of palms, both of them took a few steps back.

Jiang Zhan shook his palm, which was a little numb, and sighed secretly in his heart, the other party was worthy of being a martial artist of the Seven Heavens of the Qi Condensation Period, and the strength of the True Yuan far surpassed his own.

Although he has the help of blood energy, he can barely fight with the other party without falling behind, and he will not be defeated in a short time.

But the more time passes, the greater his disadvantage will become, which is determined by the huge gap in cultivation strength.

"Boy, although I don't want to admit it......"

"But I have to say, you are much stronger than I imagined, and you don't look like a normal Qi Condensation Stage Fivefold Heavenly Martial Artist at all. ”

"If you are given enough time, your ceiling will be high enough. However, if you meet me, you are unlucky. ”

"It's all over. ”

After finishing speaking, the purple-clothed warrior's expression suddenly became painful, as if he was suffering a huge torture, but at the same time, the aura on his body began to skyrocket!

Secret Technique, Promise of Blood!

With a roar in his heart, the purple-clothed warrior was like an inflated balloon, and the clothes on his upper body burst one after another, revealing the exaggerated muscles under the clothes, which were covered with wriggling green tendons, which looked very scary.

The whole person's body continued to rise, like a humanoid beast, and even the eyeballs were also blood-red, crawling with thick blood vessels.

When the purple-clothed martial artist's size no longer became larger, the aura on his body also stabilized, staying at the peak realm of the Seven Heavens of the Qi Condensation Period, one step away, he could reach the level of the Eight Heavens of the Qi Condensation Period.

"Boy, if you can force me to use this trick, you can be regarded as dead without regrets. ”

With the change in body size and breath, the purple-clothed warrior's voice was also a lot hoarse, and Jiang Zhan was in front of him, his body shape was like that of a young child.

Promise of Blood.

This is the secret technique within the Purple Cloth Martial Artist Gate, once it is used, it can make the cultivation skyrocket in a short period of time, and the combat power is amazing.

But in the same way, the ensuing side effects are also very large, not only do they need to recuperate for a long time to get rid of the tyrannical killing intent in the body, but at the same time, the cultivation of Jinjin will also be stagnant for a long time, and they will rest on their laurels.

At this moment, due to Jiang Zhan's unexpectedly difficult entanglement, the purple-clothed warrior had to use the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box in order to save time, wanting to end this battle.

"Die!"

The purple-clothed warrior's arm, which was as thick as a tree trunk, picked it up and smashed it at Jiang Zhan's body, if it was smashed, even if Jiang Zhan had the help of blood-colored energy, he would be seriously injured.

After using the secret technique, the purple-clothed warrior has greatly improved in a short period of time, whether it is the strength of cultivation or the strength of the body, and it is definitely not a wise choice to resist hard.

Jiang Zhan's body retreated sharply, narrowly avoiding the blow.

And he didn't dare to hold back at this moment, and the battle intent in his consciousness skyrocketed wildly, like a whirlpool in the center of the whirlwind, constantly extracting the tyrannical battle intent contained in the blood-colored energy from his body.

"Fight!"

With Jiang Zhan's heavy drinking, a faint layer of blood-colored ripples began to appear around him, spreading like ripples.

Soon, the purple-clothed warrior was covered in this ripple.

And with the blood-colored ripples on his body, the eyes of the purple-clothed warrior suddenly became dull, and in his mind, countless blood-colored illusions suddenly appeared, frantically attacking his mind.

The mind was traumatized, and the purple-clothed warrior could not control his body, and there was an instantaneous loss of control.

And Jiang Zhan's sense of smell in battle is extremely sensitive, and he naturally won't miss this momentary opportunity.

When the purple-clothed warrior finally woke up, he was greeted by a headshot punch, and before he could even produce pain, he was blasted in the head by Jiang Zhan's punch and died completely.

This is the power of "potential", directly killing the martial artists of the Seven Heavens of the Condensation Period in seconds!

However, the consumption of "potential" is too great.

At this moment, Jiang Zhan was not relaxed at all, he only felt that the meridians all over his body had been squeezed dry, and Zhenyuan was evacuated in an instant, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be torn, the pain was unbearable, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm again.

This is the sequelae of forcibly using "potential" when the cultivation strength is insufficient.

"What kind of person, dare to be presumptuous here!"

At this moment when Jiang Zhan lost his ability to fight, a loud shout suddenly came from not far away.