In the ring, Xiao Yu looked indifferent, ignoring the bursts of exclamations and sighs from below, as if he was in the air, and he was never taken to heart by Xiao Yu at all. In his eyes, the crazy and tyrannical aura continued to gather and rise, and went straight to Wu Xin, it seemed that the whole venue could only accommodate Wu Xin alone.

Seeing Xiao Yu so indifferent, the original disdain on Wu Xin's face gradually retracted. In the ring of life and death, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death. Under such pressure, there will naturally be no fools. Since he can become a person who oppresses and despises his opponent, Wu Xin categorically can't do it.

staring at Xiao Yu deadly, Wu Xin's face was hideous and cold at the moment. The powerful Xuan Qi burst out, like a devouring giant beast, and the bloody killing intent soared, instantly covering Wu Xin's body. made his already huge and friendless figure skyrocket a few points again.

Like an iron tower, guarded, like the solidity of the distant mountains. However, the tyrannical energy contained in its body, once it bursts out, can definitely destroy a hill with ease!

With a hideous smile, his feet slammed to the ground, and he was able to resist the floor crushed by the peak level of the martial arts, and under this powerful bombardment, he seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and made a creaking sound. Although he is only a seven-star martial artist, due to the cultivation of the exercises, Wu Xin's strength, even compared to some low-level martial artists, is definitely not too much!

"Boom!"

With the help of this anti-shock force, Wu Xin's body was like thunder, rushing to the extreme in an instant. A sharp roar immediately emanated: "Old thing, since you insist on looking for death, Lao Tzu will fulfill you today!"

The huge fist seemed to cut through the void and pierce the air. The blood-red air that covered it emitted bursts of disgusting bloody aura. Faintly, it seems that there is still a terrifying effect, it seems that under this air flow, all the fighting hearts will disintegrate in an instant!

The expression on his face was extremely hideous, Wu Xin snorted, and the distance between him and Xiao Yu instantly shrank under this skyrocketing figure. The huge iron fist, carrying endless might, was like an angry tornado, smashing towards Xiao Yu.

In the face of Wu Xin's fierce blow, Xiao Yu's face remained unchanged, and the momentum of the whole person also skyrocketed in an instant. The terrifying momentum, which seems to be slightly distorted even by the surrounding air, is domineering and arrogant. The pale yellow Xuan Qi is also covered on the surface of the body, forming a light veil of Xuan Qi.

In the dantian, the three sword stars instantly shattered, turning into dots of stars, integrating into Xiao Yu's meridians, bones, and muscles. The figure, after the fusion of the sword star, also skyrocketed. In his body, the explosive power also made Xiao Yu let out a long roar, and he scolded Fang Yu with a sense of arrogance!

Xuan Qi surged wildly in the meridians, as if guided by some kind of mystery, in Xiao Yu's meridians, flowing in an extremely special way. And when this mysterious qi condensed, Xiao Yu's eyes were already filled with a trace of rage.

The two fists suddenly tensed up in the next moment, and they slashed down at Wu Xin's bombarded fists. Like a giant axe, it shatters the sky and cuts through the angry waves!

"Sonorous"

Although it is a ** hedge, it makes a piercing sound like the symphony of gold and iron. Xiao Yu's face changed, and the Xuan Qi burst out, and Xiao Yu's strength also rose sharply at this moment. The powerful force burst out, and it actually stopped Wu Xin's brazen forward momentum.

The fluctuation of power was cathartic, and it actually caused cracks like tortoiseshells to appear in the hard ring. The crack was the thickness of the fingers, and in an extremely slow, but firm state, slowly spread out in all directions.

In the end, this cracking momentum seemed to have reached a critical point, and the ring, which could withstand the bombardment of martial arts level powerhouses, actually shattered inch by inch, turned into pieces, and flew towards the surroundings......

And Xiao Yu and Wu Xin's faces flashed with a touch of horror at the same time. Immediately, they all pulled out and flew back, abruptly withdrawing from the opponent's attack range.

"Blocked?"

Looking at the relative figures on the stage, the gamblers in the audience were stunned. Immediately, the madness in his eyes became even stronger. Constantly shouting and roaring, as if this would make all the fanaticism in their hearts be vented.

Glancing at each other, the two of them rushed forward again, and the strong force left their bodies and bombarded each other. The body shape is entangled. Between the collision of Xuan Qi, the ripples formed seemed to make the breath of the spectators stagnate.

"Strength, that's all, if you only have these means, today, I will kill you!"

The figure parted again, feeling the hands that were quite sour, Xiao Yu smiled awe-inspiringly. He knew in his heart that the strength of the other party was between him and himself. If you use the power method of Tiger Devouring Collapse, my own strength will probably be a little stronger......

With strength alone, you can break through the opponent's attack, and the outcome of this competition is already doomed at this moment!

Because Xiao Yu's strongest skill is not the tiger devouring the collapse, but the blessing of the sword-wielding eight postures...... Refining the Sun Sword Intent!

The meaning of destruction and disintegration contained in the sword intent of refining the sun, under Xiao Yu's Xuan Qi vortex, can be urged to the extreme, and at that time, even if it is a scorching sun, under this amazing sword, it will lose its brilliance!

With a cold smile, Xiao Yu slowly drew the blood sword, the long sword pointed obliquely, and with a wave of arrogance, it rose from Xiao Yu's body. As if the sky was splitting the earth, all enemies could be broken with a single sword.

As soon as the blood sword came out, a more powerful bloody killing aura was like a storm sweeping, spreading mightily. Originally, the bloody aura covered by Wu Xin's body was as if he had met a nemesis when he encountered the aura emanating from the blood sword. Cowering, sticking to Wu Xin's body surface, there is no longer the previous domineering power.

A flash of horror flashed in his eyes, and Wu Xin's heart sank, and a feeling of regret also rose in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, a fierce color flashed on Wu Xin's face, and then he screamed, with force under his feet, and the whole person turned into a phantom. Behind him, a crimson air stream continued to burn. And under the increase of this air current, Wu Xin's speed has skyrocketed again, and it has even reached the level where it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!

"Bloodburn!"

With a loud shout, Wu Xin's body had quickly approached Xiao Yu's ten meters around. Suddenly, his shoulders trembled, and his figure moved strangely to the right. Then he kicked under his feet, and a blood-colored air flow instantly covered it, and the speed increased dramatically, and he approached Xiao Yu again. Palms flew, and a huge hideous face immediately appeared in front of Wu Xin.

"Under the hands of my Da Luo Heavenly Ghost, let you pretend to be a ghost, and you will die miserably in the end!"

A hideous smile emerged, and Wu Xin stared at Xiao Yu who was in a strange pose in front of him, and his voice was extremely cold.

And the hideous ghost head that kept appearing in front of him seemed to be very excited at the next moment, and rushed towards Xiao Yu. The thick bloody atmosphere made many spectators frown and want to vomit.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Xiao Yu's eyes did not change, and the whole person was like stagnant water, very calm.

The blood sword in his hand was not infused with Xuan Qi, but it automatically hung in front of Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu's surroundings were full of blood and qi condensed, wrapping the blood swords. Under the wrapping of this blood qi, above the body of the blood sword, the blood light flows, and it is overwhelming, even if there are ten thousand ghosts and Shura in front of him, under this evil blood sword, there is only one way to drink hatred.

Looking at the ghost-eyed Shura flying towards him in front of him, Xiao Yu sneered, and his Xuan Qi skyrocketed. The blood sword hanging in front of his body instantly swelled a little, and a monstrous sword intent also emanated from Xiao Yu's body......

The meaning of destruction and disintegration quickly covered the sword, standing with the sword, Xiao Yu was like an ancient god, domineering.

"Eight postures with a sword, a sword posture!"

The right foot kicked the ground, and the sole of the foot easily sank into the floor. It was as if the floor that could withstand the attacks of martial arts level powerhouses was vulnerable. The powerful force exploded instantly, smiled coldly, and quickly walked with the sword, turning into a streamer, and the blood sword volleyed down in the air, fiercely meeting the blood-eyed Shura who was rushing towards him.

"Today I will tell you, what...... It's called real killing, your occult skills are vulnerable in my eyes!"

The fierce roar suddenly resounded, and the sky-piercing sword light was like a pillar of light tearing the heavens and the earth, with the meaning of endless twisting, from the mouth of the blood-eyed Shura, piercing straight through.

And when Xiao Yu's sword intent dispersed, Wu Xin's face had become pale.

The blood-eyed Shura, which consumed all of Wu Xin's mental energy, was vulnerable to a blow under Xiao Yu's disintegrating and destroying sword intent, but it was assimilated by the bloody aura in the blood sword in an instant. Turned into a speck of blood again, floating in the air.

Looking at Xiao Yu who was slowly walking towards him, Wu Xin's eyes, the fear that had been hidden for a long time finally exploded at this moment.

Unable to care about the image he had just established in front of everyone, Wu Xin's figure kept flying back, and before the blink of an eye, he had already walked off the edge of the ring. The mouth unconsciously muttered, "Don't kill me, don't kill me." The voice staggered. Under the pressure of Xiao Yu's breath, Wu Xin was already on the verge of collapse.

The corners of his mouth grinned, Xiao Yu walked with a sword, not in a hurry or slowly, and the words of Sen Ran suddenly sounded at this moment:

"You said that this is a life and death ring, there is no victory or defeat, only life and death!"

The blood sword drew a beautiful light in the air, and in the air, it brought out a blood line, which set off Xiao Yu's next words with great awe:

"So, you're dead!"