The terrifying spirit spread with Yang Zixin as the center. Read the novel to the net

A bamboo sword was pressed against Zhang Di's back and slowly stabbed in.

"Zhang Di, do you know why you were treated like this?"

"I ......"

Before Zhang Di could really reply, I saw Yang Zixin's expression sharpened, his smile cooled, and he pulled it out with a "swish".

Blood Shoot!

"Ahh

"The answer is very simple, because your name is Shen Zong just now, Brother Shen......"

Yang Zixin sneered and looked back in the direction of Shen Zong.

"Come again, it's you, Shen Zong, with your level, you've done a good job. It's just a pity, the second trap didn't succeed, and it fell short, right?"

Coming in the wind, the cyclone is raging.

Before that, Shen Zong was still in the distance, and after an instant, his fist had already attacked in front of him.

"What?"

A look of surprise flashed in Yang Zixin's eyes, obviously he didn't expect that Shen Zong didn't even say a word of thought, and the speed of his sudden advance was so fast.

Caught off guard, he dodged and was punched firmly in the chest.

The breath of thunder and lightning, as soon as it entered his body, began to wreak havoc in his body, almost making him faint with paralysis.

"This ...... Shen Zong, are you really a fourfold qi refiner? There is also a stinky boy, and he won't say a word when he attacks him. ”

In pain, he flew up and kicked Shen Zong's shoulder.

At the same time, he let out a loud shout.

"Ancient War Blood, launch!"

"Start something, lie down for me!"

With Shen Zong's burst out, the last golden lock that he had been reluctant to use before, burst open in an instant, and the light of the blood lines in his palm was extremely bright.

"Phantom, maximum bonus!"

The domineering and powerful cyclone, wrapped in an extremely hot breath, Shen Zong's five fingers were clenched into eagle claws, blocking Yang Zixin's kick with one blow, and fiercely grabbed Yang Zixin's hand holding the bamboo sword.

The sharp breath was scraped in Yang Zixin's hand, and a row of shocking blood holes appeared on his hand in an instant.

Under his pain, the tiger's mouth shattered, and the bamboo sword fell from the sky.

"This bamboo sword is good, I want it. ”

Shen Zong took the bamboo sword and slashed it at Yang Zixin's chest.

Bright blood flowers bloomed from Yang Zixin's body, forming a blood mist that spread in the air.

"Don't be too happy, stinky boy. ”

The next moment, Yang Zixin roared angrily, the battle blood was completely launched, and the injuries all over his body recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

"Hehe, Shen Zong, the blood of the Ancient War was successfully launched, this battle, even if you really improve the realm, what can you do with me alone?"

"What if I'm not alone?"

Shen Zong laughed slightly, his eyes were like torches, his five fingers became claws, and he grabbed Yang Zixin's chest heavily, almost disemboweling him.

"What do you mean, you ......"

Yang Zixin looked at Shen Zong's smile, frowned, looked at Zhang Di, who had fallen to the ground, and thought of the Han brothers who had been abolished by himself.

The only people who can stand in this area are Shen Zong and himself.

"It's just a bluff! There's no one else here, do you think I'm going to be afraid of you?"

Yang Zixin sneered, looking a little disapproving.

"Just because there's no one else doesn't mean there's no helper. ”

Shen Zong's eyes flashed: "If you don't believe it, come on, Bibi see." Who will make it to the end!"

As he spoke, he pulled Yang Zixin hard, but he didn't attack again, just dragged towards his rear and directly exchanged directions with him.

"You're ......"

Yang Zixin was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened, and she looked at Shen Zong strangely.

saw the other party looking at him, and the smile on his face was surprisingly faint.

Suddenly, a huge flame gushed out from behind him, and he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Not good!"

The smoke cleared, and a fiery cyclone burst out from the flaming birds.

The magma-like ultra-high temperature, sparks splashed everywhere, and they drilled deep into Yang Zixin's body, "sizzling", and Yang Zixin himself let out bursts of miserable screams.

Due to its size, the flaming bird was controlled by this gravity trap and could not fly, so it had to stand in place and flap its wings hard.

However, Rao was so, and his attacks under the wrath were far more powerful than usual.

Meteor shower, the momentum is extremely strong!

Even if Yang Zixin gave himself like a human shield, the situation on Shen Zong's side was also very uncomfortable, clenching his teeth tightly, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

Shen Zong dragged Yang Zixin to death, his hands like iron tongs.

"Let it go...... Let it go! I'll tell you to let it go!"

Yang Zixin's face was painfully distorted, and he kicked Shen Zong's chest fiercely, but the other party seemed to be unaware of it, and he took it hard.

Shen Zong didn't even have time to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth.

He smiled slightly: "I just said, Bibi look, who can survive to the end? Why, hasn't the power of the ancient battle blood been promoted to the extreme?"

Although Yang Zixin's Ancient Battle Blood was strong, under the continuous attribute attacks like the Flame Flying Bird, even he would be difficult to resist for too long.

After all, the speed at which he recovered could no longer keep up with the speed at which he was injured.

“...... Do you really understand? Kill me, you Qin family, don't think about any good results. Yang Zixin bit her lower lip tightly and shouted loudly.

"Oh, you're threatening me, that means you're weak-hearted, aren't you?"

Shen Zong smiled coldly, his eyes like electricity.

"Then listen. First, I, Shen Zong, am no longer from the Qin family, and second, the person who killed you is not me, but this flaming bird. When your body is melted into a blood-like existence, when the time comes, who will think that it is my hand? I'm just a student of the fourfold qi refining, isn't it?"

"You!"

Yang Zixin was stunned, and what replaced her heart was deep fear.

The vitality in his body was being blown away little by little by the attack of the flaming bird behind him.

He is witnessing his own death!

He pursed his lips: "Shen Zong, don't be happy too early, if I die, you yourself will die in the belly of a bird sooner or later!"

Shen Zong smiled indifferently and looked at the other party: "No, it's just you who died...... Because there's one thing that has lied to you. ”

"What do you mean?"

Yang Zixin's eyes were shocked, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

"I really don't know how to place traps, and when I was in my hometown before, I always left it to others to do. ”

In Shen Zong's gaze, the divine light bloomed, and a chuckle rose at the corner of his mouth.

"It's just that if I set a trap, I can do it myself. ”

"Second trap, launch!"