In a hurry, the eyes that burst open shot out the light of the bullfight, which was so bright, so bright and profound, deeply attracted the eyes of the world.

No matter how strong Xiang Liu Shang is, it is difficult to dodge such a sudden blow when he is so close to him!

"It's now!" The soul power was activated, mixed with the power of the law, and suddenly it was transmitted like the opponent's mind, bombarding the opponent's divine soul.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood sprayed, but the opponent's soul was strong, and the soul power was as if it hit the iron plate, and it was violently ejected back, with a splitting headache, and the eyes were black for a while.

At this moment, no one knew better than Wen Chuanting in his heart that the strength of the enemy surpassed cognition. The body hurts, as if rats are scurrying around in the body, but it can't offset the inner horror. The secret of fighting is the secret technique of controlling blood and quietly launching.

Xiang Liushang, who had just recovered from the severe pain in his soul, only felt that the blood was flowing backwards all over his body at this time, and his heart was pounding, like the rapid war drums on the battlefield. The severe pain in the meridians penetrated the nerves, drowning out the pain of the soul.

The pain is numbness to the extreme, and I deeply understand the truth that you will die while you are sick. The soul power came out of the body, and collided with the other party's soul again, and the savage and violent collision made the two of them blacken for a while, and their eyes were full of Venus, and the dizziness and pain of the whirlwind hit his mind in waves, and he had no remorse at all.

Barely controlling the blood control secret technique, restricting the ability of the opponent's body to move, and resisting the rebound of the opponent's powerful power with his mind. The pain and dizziness of the soul were irresistibly tormenting both sides. This kind of collision of both sides is a wound to each other's souls.

Wen Chuanting was able to withstand the strong soul power mainly due to the strong soul power, the strong foundation given by the gods in the dream, and the other party was the accumulation of many years. The confrontation between the two is the most direct and the most dangerous, if one side is not strong, the end is nothing more than the destruction of the soul.

Escaping from the cannon fodder camp and crawling out of the pile of dead people, Wen Chuanting has gone through countless setbacks, falling and getting up again many times, and he is the most tenacious, and it is not at all that Xiangliu can still break through.

Collision after collision, first bleeding from the mouth and nose, blood sprayed as if no money was needed, and then the seven orifices were gushing, as if blood fountains were endlessly splashing blood. The pale face with excessive blood loss, coupled with the bright red seven orifices, is like a demon that exists between heaven and earth.

Ask Chuanting that the seven orifices are bleeding, his eyes are black, his soul is in severe pain, the pyramid of Zhihai hanging upside down is trembling, how good can Xiang Liu Shang be? ! The same seven orifices are splashing blood, and the body is standing stiffly, the sharp pain of the soul makes every muscle tremble, but the body can't move a bit.

Except that their thoughts could turn, the two of them were as if they were frozen, and they didn't move at all. Xiang Liu is still better, the strength is there, the cultivation of the Venerable, the body technique is baptized, and it has gradually broken away from the scope of the mortal womb of the flesh, and the question is relatively weak, touching the law, but the body has not been strengthened by the baptism of the law, at this time, the body burst out of a cloud of blood mist, dyed into a bloody person.

"Not good!" Obviously feeling the struggle of Xiang Liushang's body, Wen Chuanting was suddenly startled in his heart, and he mustered up his strength and stabbed the other party with a boning knife.

The "boom" soaring green flame steamed, surrounding and isolating Xiang Liushang.

"Boy, I remember you!" The terrible scream resounded through the sky, dispersing the lead cloud in the air and reverberating in the ears of Wen Chuanting.

"Yes, run away for him!" asked Chuanting's heart was agitated, he couldn't suppress it anymore, his chest was suppressed and agitated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His eyes were blackened, and he fell to the ground with a burst of dizziness.

The battle came suddenly, and ended suddenly. Holding back the dizziness, he didn't care about the blood bubbles in his mouth and nose, and swallowed the blood beads of the fragrant breath released in his hand into his mouth.

The blood beads are the essence and blood condensation of Xiangliu Thirteen's whole body, containing powerful energy and life functions, swallowed into the abdomen in one bite, and the pain of the concussive internal organs was relieved, but it was not eradicated. Xiangliu Thirteen does not learn and has no skills, cultivation is just the pinnacle of foundation building, and the essence of life in the province condenses a blood bead, which can relieve the pain of the unity realm is taken care of by God.

"Go, you have to go!" asked Chuanting to look at his body and found that the injuries were extremely serious, not only the serious injuries to his internal organs, but also the many broken and displaced bones, which would not heal in a while. Ignoring the dizziness and pain of the soul, he struggled to get up. At this time, you must go, Xiang Liu Shang is cultivating the law of the wood system, this law is not enough to attack, but it is extremely beneficial to the injury, and it can quickly replenish the vitality and repair the injury.

Considering that the enemy may be encountered at any time in the future, the secret technique of fighting is performed, and the wound of the body is suddenly smeared with super glue, which shrinks rapidly, and the pores are tightly closed, and the blood does not penetrate outward.

The air is bloody, the blood permeates the ground, and the essence keeps gathering with the stumbling footsteps, and Wen Chuanting is like a powerful absorption machine, from the soles of the feet, from the pores, constantly absorbing the essence of the blood.

The pain of the inner house cannot be alleviated, but the pain of the soul is not so easy to repair, the soul, after all, is rooted in the depths of the sea of knowledge, and is the core of a person's existence. The soul in the air floated, and he couldn't stop throwing himself into the sea of knowledge through the gate of heaven, and in the sky above the Sansheng Sea, they all disintegrated into the most essence of soul energy, leaving only a little soul true spirit, which slowly dissipated and merged into the great wilderness world.

"What person?" The road was unimpeded, and the Xiangliu family didn't see it when they saw it, and they all looked like frightened rabbits, bowing their heads and avoiding asking Chuanting. For these people who bully the weak and are afraid of the hard, Wen Chuanting sneered in his heart, but he didn't care too much.

As soon as he stepped across the gate of Xiangliu's house, he found a person walking slowly away, originally ignoring it, but the other party intentionally or unintentionally blocked the way.

"Your Excellency forcibly broke into the Xiangliu family, and if you can come out alive, it can be seen that your ability is extraordinary. ”

"Are you?" the familiar voice was, but he couldn't remember who it was, and through the cloak, he suddenly saw the other party's true face, "Beggar!"

"It's me, hehe, making such a big commotion, come with me. The beggar took off his cloak and hat, revealing a clean, fresh face. But it's much better than being a beggar.

"Where are you going?" there is no friendship, and there is always a guard in my heart.

"Where to go, this Dadu is the capital of the Dawu King, the capital of the Dawu Dynasty, the capital of the major tribes, you make such a big move here, you have to give an explanation to the king and the tribes!" the beggar sneered silently.

"Explain, why didn't anyone give me an explanation?" asked Chuanting sneered, beating a drum in his heart, now his strength is less than thirty percent of what he was in his heyday, and the other party is full of breath and has no consumption, which is the peak moment.

In his heyday, he was not afraid of each other, and at this time, he couldn't say that he had to explain here.

"What do you want to explain?" the beggar sneered twice, "You killed the Xiangliu family, killed the head of the family, hammered the Xiangliu dwarf, defeated Xiangliu Shang, and thought that Xiangliu Thirteen also died in your hands, what else do you need to explain?"

"Or do you want to see your brother or sister appear in front of you in most of the city?" the beggar pursed the corners of his mouth, full of sarcasm and threat!