Chapter 201 Blood Flame Reappears!

From the silver scroll to the hand, to being snatched away, the period was just a flash of lightning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And after Xingtian's playful laughter came out, Wan Blood finally came back to his senses from the sudden change. His face suddenly gloomy, he slowly raised his head, and looked at the black-robed man on the trunk of the tree with a calm gaze. After seeing that it was a familiar dress that he had seen in the auction venue, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then said coldly: "It's you?"

When Wan Blood spoke, the dozen or so puppet disciples who still had combat power in that scene all flashed away in all directions with a tacit understanding, just enveloping Xingtian.

And that Elder Liu also had a gloomy face, and his pair of cold eyes were full of murderous intent. Whatever the purpose of the visitor, since he had broken their movements, he must not be allowed to leave alive.

"Hehe, Ten Thousand Blood Young Sect Master, meet for the first time, take care of me. On the delicate face under the black robe, a playful smile was drawn. Xing Tian played with the silver scroll in his hand, and didn't care about the puppet disciple who surrounded it on all sides, and chuckled

"Do you dare to meddle in the puppet door's actions? Hand over the scroll and leave your whole body behind. The long knife as bright as blood in his hand pointed at Xingtian from afar, and the gloomy words of ten thousand blood had a cold killing intent gushing out.

Xing Tian shrugged his shoulders and didn't pay attention to it, but turned his palm over, and the silver scroll that was spinning in the palm of his hand was put into the storage bag. Xingtian slapped Wan Blood's face with his actions, the name of your puppet sect is here, it's useless!

"Good, good. ”

Seeing Xingtian's actions, the corners of Wan Xue's mouth twitched, and a touch of iron blue surged on his pale face, and two good words containing fierce killing intent spit out of his mouth one after another.

When the word ten thousand blood had just fallen, the dozen or so puppet disciples who had formed to surround Xingtian suddenly let out a loud cry in unison. On the long knife in his hand, the gloomy blood-colored yuan power surged out from his body, and finally wrapped all the blood knives in the soles of his feet and slammed on the trunk of the tree, and several figures shot towards Xingtian.

The corner of his eye swept over the puppet disciples who were besieging from all directions, and Xingtian's palm slowly poked out, clenching the nameless sword hidden in the black robe behind his back.

Slightly his eyes felt the cold energy that was getting closer and closer, and after a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and a majestic aura burst out from his body. Immediately, a huge black shadow brought an oppressive aura to open the black robe, like a black wind wheel, with Xingtian as the central point, and spread fiercely.

"Ding Ding Ding"

Wherever the black wind wheel passed, sparks flew everywhere, and the long knife in the hands of the puppet disciple was actually directly shaken out by the huge force contained in it. Only a few strong disciples can barely hold the weapon in their hands, but that is also the premise of being broken in the tiger's mouth.

The spinning soles of his feet suddenly stopped, and the black wind wheel dissipated, raising his eyes to look at the puppet disciple who was only half a meter away in front of him, but still had a fierce face, the corner of Xingtian's mouth set off a sneer, and the soles of his feet stomped on the trunk of the tree, and with the explosion of energy, his body almost turned into a lightning black shadow, shuttling through the offensive of more than a dozen puppet disciples.

"Bang"

There was no muffled sound between the body shuttles, and a muffled sound came out when a puppet disciple spat blood from his mouth fell from the dense branches, slammed heavily on the face, struggled a few times, but still fell weakly.

"The peak of Qi training? ”

Looking up at the lightning battle in mid-air, Wan Blood's originally cold face suddenly calmed down a lot at this moment. A blood-stained long knife on the face of the toe lightly, and when you reach out to your hand, you will hold it tightly in your hand. He tore his clothes casually, slowly wiped the blood stains on the knife, and said indifferently: "The strength of the peak of Qi cultivation is to dare to come to my mouth of ten thousand blood to grab food, enough courage and arrogance." ”

"Elder Liu, this person, leave it to me, you are on the side, in case he has any intention of escaping, stop him. No, no, I don't think he'll even have a chance to escape. ”

"Well, Young Sect Master. "The six elders are cross-legged and breathing, he is already seriously injured, he is naturally happy not to make a move, besides, the other party is still a stinky kid, their young sect master is the pinnacle of foundation building.

The other old man on the side nodded slightly, helped the other Elder Liu, who had temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, and took a few steps back. From the previous shots of Xingtian and the puppet disciples, he also roughly saw the latter's strength, although this kid is at the peak of Qi training, but in terms of strength and agility, this black-robed man is much stronger than the foundation building period, which is also the basis that Xingtian relies on to challenge the foundation building period. However, no matter how you say it, it is only the combat power of the foundation building period, and Wan Xue has long been a real foundation building peak powerhouse.

"Bang. ”

In mid-air, the last puppet disciple also smashed down, his face covered with blood, and his eyes gradually closed.

With the defeat of the last puppet disciple, Xingtian's body gradually fell, the nameless sword in his hand pointed obliquely, and the red blood gradually dripped down the ruler.

Xing Tian's heart is very happy at this moment, after so many days of affinity cultivation in "Sword Cultivation Technique", I didn't expect the Nameless Sword to be so strong, just a little bit of affinity, let him have the ability to challenge the next level, I really look forward to it, how powerful will it be to fully master the Nameless Sword in the future?

"I suppose you've been following us all the way because of the broken map, right?" casually throwing away the blood-stained cloth towel in his hand, Wan Blood suddenly said lightly.

The nameless sword trembled slightly, and the delicate face under Xingtian's black robe suddenly became a little colder.

"Hehe, it seems that Ben Shao's luck is really good, and he can get the baby by mistake. If you care so much about this thing, it must not be universal. When I get back, I will let my father observe it, and with his experience, he should be able to see some clues about this broken picture. Although Xingtian's tremor was extremely subtle, it was still collected in the eyes of the ten thousand blood that had been paying close attention to him, and he couldn't help sneering at the moment.

"You may not have that chance. Under the black robe, a calm voice slowly came out, fiery red Yuan Li. The self-punishment heavenly body seeped out rapidly, and finally wrapped the entire body.

"Boy, although your system is very special, I still have to remind you that you can only withstand my strength for three minutes, which is already the limit. The middle-aged man's voice remembered in Xingtian's mind, the reason why he cooperated with Xingtian was because he took a fancy to Xingtian's body, but what he didn't expect was that he thought he could only withstand his strength for a minute, and finally found that it was far more than that, which was really a big surprise.

"Three minutes? Xing Tian nodded in his heart.

"Really, I've seen a lot of ignorant guys like you who have been occupied by treasures in Medicine King City, but they don't seem to have ended up very well. A cold laugh, the cold blood-colored Yuan Force, also slowly poured out from the body of ten thousand blood, and a bloody smell filled the empty space for a while.

As the blood qi diffused, the back of ten thousand blood was slightly bent, like a fierce beast that was now prey, and the pupils gradually became bloodshot, which also made it look a little more beastly.

The soles of the feet were deeply inserted, and the next moment, a low roar suddenly came out of Ling's throat, and with a kick of the soles of his feet, his body was like the arrow that was off the string, and instantly appeared in front of Xingtian, and the sharp knife wrapped in the blood-colored yuan force in his hand brought up a sharp energy that tore through the air, and slashed down fiercely.

Under the force of ten thousand bloods, in the air, the piercing sonic boom continued.

"Instantaneous footwork? I have it too. ”

With the activation of the Tianxing footwork, the nameless sword in his right hand was raised violently, and the fiery red yuan power on it was as thick as a viscous liquid, and finally intertwined with the sword of ten thousand blood.

"Boom!"

The sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded in the sputtering of a large stream of sparks, and a ripple of energy mixed with two-color yuan force spread out from the intersection of the swords, and the force of the counterattack directly slashed the soil where the two of them were standing, and slashed it nearly half a foot.

The mud flakes flew in the sky, feeling the almost numb arms, and the face under the black robe of Xingtian changed slightly.

is worthy of being a strong foundation builder, and I don't know how many times this kind of strength has passed through Qi training. It's just that why does this guy's Yuan Force have a sense of vanity? With Xingtian's strength, without using any martial arts, although he can compete with the foundation building powerhouse for a few rounds, it is consumed into a huge amount of Yuan Force, but the previous attack of ten thousand bloods, which seemed to be fierce and incomparable, was not as strong as Xingtian expected.

"This guy is so weird about his powers. After the contact, Wan Blood and Xingtian fought with each other a few times like lightning, and then under the horizontal slope of Xingtian's nameless sword, he took a few steps back, feeling the faint pain remaining in his legs, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart. In the end, it can only be attributed to Xingtian deliberately hiding the realm, and the other party is not in the Qi training period!

"What my father said is really false, although our Blood Devouring Exercise is domineering and weird, and our cultivation progress is quite fast, but it is too dependent on external forces, so that it is difficult for the Yuan Force in the body to reach the realm of condensation. Fighting against people, there is always a bit of a loss. ”

A thought flashed in his heart, but Wan Blood suddenly discarded the weapon in his hand, and his originally pale face also turned weirdly red. And with the change of his face, on his palms, the color of blood surged out, and the last trace of penetration entered the palms, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of blood palms that were the same as those of the previous puppet sect master when he killed Elder Qing appeared on the arms of ten thousand bloods.

"No matter who you really are, today, you don't have the slightest chance to regret it. But to thank you for bringing me the good news that the broken figure has a secret, I won't let you be a shriveled corpse when you die. ”

Between the palms, the disgusting smell of blood continued to emanate, Wan Blood raised his head, smiled at Xingtian Senran, the soles of his feet fell to the ground, his body turned into a burst of blood mist, and then shot away at Xingtian, and when he waved his palms, the blood mist almost filled the open space here.

"Bloodthirsty Ecstasy?"

Seeing Wan Xue's strange palms that became like blood, the two puppet sect elders outside the arena couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at each other, and said, "I didn't expect the sect master to teach the inheritance martial arts to the young sect master, and that black robe can be regarded as hitting the muzzle of the gun." ”

"Hey, you deserve it, dare to rob my puppet door, if it were me, I would directly drain my blood alive. The Elder Liu, who had lost his combat effectiveness, smiled predictively.

A pair of pitch-black eyes under the black robe, staring at the blood-colored mist that burst out, the smell of blood that smelled, and the excellent soul perception made Xingtian clearly sense the fierce power of the pair of bloody palms in the blood-colored mist.

"Boy, there's only one minute left, and it's a quick fix. The middle-aged man's voice reminding him sounded in Xingtian's heart.

"One minute is enough. ”

With a chuckle, Xing Tian actually closed his eyes slowly, and where the dantian in his body was, wisps of fiery red flames gushed out like volcanoes, and finally rose up in his body along a mysterious route.

With the strange rotation of the red flame, Xingtian in his eyes closed, faintly felt a majestic energy full of the rage factor, and in the operation of the flames, it seeped out from all parts of his body.

The blood qi poured from the sky, and the cold energy in the blood mist was also instantaneous.

However, just as the blood mist wrapped Xingtian's body in, Xingtian's eyes under the black robe suddenly opened, and a stream of blood splashed out of his palm, melting into the red flames, and in an instant, a majestic aura that was no weaker than anyone in the field suddenly gushed out from Xingtian's body.

The palms of the black robe poked out like lightning, the blood-red flames swirled upward, a blood-red villain stood out, and a thunderous roar sounded in Xingtian's heart, and the palms carried a blazing aura like a mountain and a sea, and blasted out against the blood mist in front of him.

"Bloody flame!