Chapter Ninety-Five: The Gap and Reality
"Despicable! This Blood Shura actually deliberately hid his strength!"
In the box, the black-robed man suddenly got up, and the aura on his body became angry and gloomy, and he opened his mouth to reprimand angrily.
Xiao Lan on the side heard this, and her complexion also changed greatly, looking at Xia Xuan, who was retreating, her pretty face also suddenly turned white, her slender hand lightly covered her red lips, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes.
She knew what that meant!
The first great cultivation realm that a martial artist needs to cross, how huge is the gap between the Tempering Period and the Yuan Envoy Realm! At this moment, even if he has 100% trust in Xia Xuan in his heart, Xiao Lan can't help but panic a little.
Above the air, Chi Mei's face also changed suddenly, and the yuan force on his body suddenly swayed, and his figure was about to leap into the field to stop the battle to continue.
However, at this moment, a playful chuckle slowly sounded: "Miss Chimei, isn't it a little unruly for you to act like this?"
Red Charm's beautiful eyes were slight, and she looked up coldly, only to see that in the distance, Wu Zhen was looking at him with his hands behind his back, and the latter chuckled and said, "You managers of the battlefield never seem to have the right to interfere in the battle on the field?"
"Wu Zhen, what the hell are you doing again?!"
Chi Mei shouted coldly, but Wu Zhen waved his hand quite innocently, and smiled casually: "Miss Chi Mei, where is it, this challenge is not something I forced this ghost to accept, but something he wants to accept, and it has nothing to do with me!"
"You asked Luo Xiu to hide his true strength, and then lured the ghost to accept the challenge!" Chi Mei gritted her teeth, and her charming face was full of anger at this time.
"Hehe, but in the end it was he who chose to accept it. ”
Wu Zhen grinned and smiled sarcastically: "It was he who said it, accept all the challenges, and ...... is to blame"
"He can only blame himself, it's too arrogant!"
Wu Zhen laughed, and there was endless joy in his voice. Finally...... He had waited so long, Xia Xuan was finally going to die!
No matter how strong Xia Xuan is, after all, he is only in the eightfold realm of the tempered body!
It is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the Yuan Envoy Realm martial artist, not to mention, the Blood Shura can have such a title as it is now, and there must be a powerful hole card in his hand, this time, Xia Xuan is difficult to fly!
Boom!
Almost immediately, just as Wu Zhen's voice fell, the stone wall of his box suddenly cracked and shattered, turning into a huge hollow several meters high, and a black-robed figure also suddenly appeared there, and murderous eyes shot out from under the black robe, and at the same time, the voice of faint anger also sounded slowly.
"Your Wu family really doesn't even want to face him in order to target him!"
"Don't worry, he's dead, and it's your turn next. ”
Looking at the black-robed man who directly blasted through the partition wall between the two luxury boxes and appeared in front of him, Wu Zhen smiled coldly, and then said calmly.
As he spoke, Wu Zhen's gaze suddenly swept behind the black-robed man, and the girl with crimson eyes who came angrily licked her lips and said with a smile: "This woman next to Xia Xuan is not bad!
"Shut up! Bastard, my young master won't die!"
In the depths of Xiao Lan's eyes, the strange hot red light also slowly emerged, and at the same time, she shouted angrily.
However, the smile on Wu Zhen's face did not change at all, and he sneered playfully: "Do you think that your waste young master can really survive from the hands of the Blood Shura who broke through to the Yuan Envoy Realm?"
"You ......" Xiaolan's beautiful eyes were full of anger, but her words were stagnant.
"Hehe, why don't you take the initiative to submit to me now and voluntarily become my plaything, maybe Ben Shao is in a good mood, and he can let your young master go. ”
Seeing that the girl's words were sluggish, Wu Zhen smiled playfully and lewdly, and said.
That appearance suddenly made Xiaolan's eyes glow red, and he was even more angry, almost subconsciously rushing forward to fight with him. However, he was pulled by the black-robed man beside him.
"Wu Zhen, everything hasn't come to fruition yet, you still don't want to be complacent too early!"
"When the battle is over, we'll settle the account with you!"
The black-robed man's eyes were cold, and his words were murderous: "This time, it's not something that can be solved by breaking off one of your arms." ”
"Well, let's wait until you are alive, the threat of the dead, for me, there is no deterrent. ”
Hearing this, Wu Zhen sneered coldly, and then sneered with disdain on his face: "When the Blood Shura cuts off Xia Xuan's head and puts it in front of you, I hope you still have the courage to say such threatening words to me!"
The black-robed man gritted his silver teeth angrily and didn't say anything more, but the killing intent on his body became a little stronger.
Pulling Xiaolan back on the seat again, the black-robed man looked at the figure in the field who seemed to be embarrassed by the opponent's attack, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
The Tempered Body Eightfold Battle Yuan Envoy Realm, even if Xia Xuan has a lot of means, it is too difficult and laborious! What's more, this Blood Shura is already a monster with the ability to challenge beyond the level!
Xia Xuan's situation is very dangerous and difficult!
But now, worrying is also useless, and when the battle for life and death begins, no one can intervene. At this time, he could only pray that Xia Xuan had some hole cards that were enough to turn the tables.
Even this possibility is so slim that it is almost non-existent......
And almost just as the thoughts in the black-robed man's heart fell, an exclamation suddenly sounded, making her suddenly raise her head.
Boom!
In the field, Xia Xuan was suddenly swept away by the blood Shura's extremely heavy whip leg, and his body flew out abruptly, and finally stumbled a few steps before he barely stabilized his body, and a trace of blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The Heavenly God Technique operated, and suddenly suppressed the churning qi and blood in his body, and in the next moment, Xia Xuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and then suddenly turned around and swung his fist!
Boom!
And almost as soon as his fist burst out, a fist shadow surrounded by blood light also suddenly appeared, colliding with its fist fiercely.
However, such a head-on confrontation only happened for a moment, and then Xia Xuan's strength was crushed by the fist wrapped in blood-colored yuan power, and his body was thrown backwards abruptly.
"Hehe, Brother Ghost Slayer, I have exerted my full strength according to your instructions, however, now it seems that you are not my opponent at all?"
A punch blasted Xia Xuan away, but this time the Blood Shura did not continue to pursue, but stood on the Yuan Force, the blood-colored Yuan Force was entwined all over his body, and the corners of his mouth were also hooked up with a playful smile.
"The exercises I practice are the fifth-order pinnacle-level blood thirst technique, and the Yuan Power enhancement it brings to me is not comparable to the Yuan Power of you, a Tempering Stage Martial Artist. ”
As he spoke, Blood Shura's chin raised slightly, looked down at Xia Xuan's figure not far away, and smiled casually: "There is no point in continuing to fight, why don't you give up struggling?"
After his body flipped in the air and the soles of his feet landed, Xia Xuan took a few sharp steps back again before he dissolved the energy in his body.
Immediately, he raised his head slightly, looking not far away, the figure that exuded incomparable confidence, as if he was in control of everything, his eyes flashed slightly in the dark pupils, and the corners of his mouth were also upturned with a sneer, and said: "Can't compete with the Yuan Power cultivated by your Blood Thirst Technique......?"
These words came out, causing the confident smile on the corner of Dexue Shura's mouth to stagnate slightly, and then completely retracted, shaking his head sarcastically, he smiled playfully: "It seems that you haven't recognized the situation yet......, Brother Ghost Slayer?"
As he spoke, Blood Shura suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes became extremely hideous and ruthless again.
"Then I can let you recognize the gap between you and me!"
The moment the voice fell, the blood Shura's body turned into a blood shadow, the surging yuan power on his body spread, and between the blood-colored yuan power attached, without any fancy punch, it broke through the air and smashed angrily on Xia Xuan's chest!
"Now I'll let you see the reality!"
"The reality is, you can't even take a punch from me!"
Blood Shura Sen smiled fiercely, and the yuan power above his fist suddenly rose, and with a faint sound of breaking the wind, he approached extremely quickly!