Chapter 263: Eightfold Washing of the Pulp
The power of the self-explosion is similar to that of the spirit rune, and the shockwave formed is enough to sweep through anyone of the same level.
Under normal circumstances, unless it is absolutely necessary, you will never use self-explosion to kill your opponent, which is the same fate.
Spirit runes have limitations, as long as they are avoided, there is a high probability of survival.
With a physical body, he gathered all his true qi together and suddenly rushed towards his opponent, which was extremely difficult to defend.
Three old men, giving up their lives, chose such an extreme method.
"Hmph, in front of me, you don't even have the qualifications to blow yourself up!"
Liu Wuxian let out a sneer, and a pitch-black demon tripod appeared, like a gluttonous giant mouth, swallowing the three of them directly.
Before he could scream, his body turned into spiritual fluid and disappeared without a trace.
Those who stood in the distance were so frightened that they stumbled and almost fell headlong.
"What the hell is this, is it a magic weapon?"
Only a magic weapon has such great power, and it is easy to kill the nine layers of the marrow washing realm, just like slaughtering pigs and dogs.
There are fewer and fewer masters of the Xue family, and there are not many left, Xue Shiqiu's face is gloomy and terrifying, and the long sword in his hand is terrifying.
The spirit runes on the void disappeared, all the energy was exhausted, and Zuo Hong and the others were temporarily safe.
Guarded by a defensive shield, the people of the Xue family can't hurt them.
"It's your turn!"
After killing the three old men, Liu Wuxian walked towards Xue Shiqiu and the others step by step, and there were still about twenty people left.
With every step Liu Wuxian took, they were so frightened that they took a step back.
More than a hundred masters, plus a five-grade spirit rune, still couldn't kill Liu Wuxie.
"Fight with him!"
More than 20 people rushed forward in one go, there were fewer people, and the attack was sharper.
There are too many people, but they are tied up and unable to exert their strongest combat effectiveness.
Strict cooperation, monstrous waves of qi, surging towards Liu Wuxie, especially Xue Shiqiu's long sword, like a stinger, has been looking for opportunities.
The ghost pupil technique is performed, and everyone's movements, as well as their martial arts, can be seen clearly.
"Give me death!"
The Crane Dance was performed for nine days, and his body conjured nine cranes in the air, and pounced on everyone at the same time.
The evil blade conjured up a sky of sword light, blocking all the space that could move, and everyone's martial arts weaknesses, as well as their flaws, were all in view.
"Click!"
Blood spurted, and several bright red heads flew up and exploded in the air.
It was an almost one-sided massacre, without any resistance.
After the three breaths, only Xue Shiqiu was able to stand, put down the long sword in his hand, and looked around, there were piles of corpses lying on the ground.
"Do you know why I didn't kill you?"
With Liu Wuxie's current ability, killing Xue Shiqiu was as simple as pinching an ant to death, but he didn't make a move.
"You use me to send a message to the Xue family. ”
Xue Shiqiu is not stupid, and he is very smart, Liu Wuxian left him alive, and he has already guessed this result.
"That's right, you go back and bring a message to the Xue family, and when I go back, it will be the end of the Xue family, I will uproot you, wash your necks, and wait for me to harvest. ”
Liu Wuxian did not have a trace of emotion, and before the battle of the Hundred Kingdoms, he settled all grievances.
"I remember that!"
Xue Shiqiu gritted his teeth, glanced at Zuo Hong and them, and left the Python Mountain battlefield with his skills.
A vigorous war has come to an end.
Liu Wuxian killed more than 100 people of the Xue family by means of crushing, standing at the peak of the Great Yan Dynasty.
After withdrawing the formation, Zuo Hong and the others' bodies were almost recovered, and they walked down one after another.
"Brother Liu, thank you for saving your life!"
Zuo Hong and Yan Ruyu stepped forward and bowed one after another, thanking Liu Wuxian for saving his life.
"I'm the one who said I'm sorry. ”
Liu Wuxian showed a hint of apology, it was he who caused Zuo Hong and others to be caught by the Xue family.
Rescue them, as they should.
Everyone is a friend, and there is no need to say polite words, and they know each other in their hearts.
Replaced by Zuo Hong, Liu Wuxian was imprisoned, and he would not sit idly by.
The Python Mountain battlefield entered the final stage, and a thick fog emerged from the depths, covering the sky and the sun, and the mountains in the distance could no longer be seen.
The crowd walked out of the canyon one after another, and more than 5,000 people went in, and when they came out, there were about half of them.
This is the first time such a horrific mortality rate has occurred.
Knowing that there was a Jiao Mang's nest was shocking.
"Brother Zuo, I'll take the first step!"
Liu Wuxian hurried back, refining the golden pith as soon as possible, and breaking through the eightfold marrow washing realm, unwilling to delay time.
"Brother Liu, please!"
Seeing them leave, Yan Ruyu and the disciples of the Qin family quickened their pace, they wanted to quickly return to the imperial capital city, inform the family, and guard against the Xue family.
Two days later!
Liu Wuxian returns to the Imperial Academy.
didn't have time to say hello to Fan Zhen, and plunged into the cave.
There is only half a month left before the Battle of the Hundred Nations, and time is pressing.
He plundered the resources of more than 100 people of the Xue family, and the number of spirit stones on his body reached 200,000, and there were countless elixirs.
"Swallowing Heaven Divine Ding, refine it for me!"
Sacrifice the Heaven Devouring God Ding, throw the golden pith into it, and the terrifying demonic flame is released, enveloping the golden pith.
"Click......"
The golden pith began to dissolve, and drops of golden liquid floated above the Heaven Swallowing God Ding, more and more, this is the gold element.
Liu Wuxian had mastered the aura of ice, the element of wood, and the element of fire.
The dark green liquid, the pitch-black liquid, the purple liquid, and the golden liquid fused together and poured into the desolate world one by one.
The moment it was poured out, the desolate world rippled with terror, and the mysterious ancient tree shook its branches and leaves.
Jin Kemu!
After the gold element came in, it had a great impact on the wood element.
The biggest benefit of fighting with the Xue family is to stabilize the realm.
The Python Mountain battlefield has broken through several realms in a row, and the foundation is a little unstable, through actual combat, sharpening the realm and heritage, and now it has already climbed to the sevenfold peak of the marrow washing realm.
"Breakthrough!"
The realm is climbing day by day, going straight to the eightfold peak of the marrow washing realm, which is extremely fast.
The aura within a radius of tens of thousands of meters was once again swallowed up, and everyone had long been accustomed to it, and it was no longer strange.
"This kid has a lively look, Senior Brother Mo Chong has returned to the academy just a few days ago, and he is in the retreat stage, and the aura suddenly disappears, and he will definitely be furious. ”
From other caves, dozens of students came out one after another, showing a gloating look.
In a cave mansion more than fifty meters away from Liu Wuxie, there was a sudden earth-shattering killing intent, and it was at the critical moment of breaking through, and the aura disappeared.
"Damn, I've condensed into a Dan, and I'm about to take shape, but I've been interrupted alive!"
Mo Chong stood up, and the cold killing intent filled the entire Tianzi area.
Condensed into a Dan, this is to break through the rhythm of the True Dan Realm, and was interrupted alive, no wonder he was so angry.
Walking out of the cave mansion, his sharp eyes looked at Liu Wuxie's cave mansion, and the surrounding aura was all gathered in the sky above his cave mansion.
It almost formed a substance, like spiritual rain, into Liu Wuxie's cave.
Even if he broke through the True Dan Realm, it would not cause such a big sensation, which made Mo Chong's face show a trace of shock.
From several caves in the distance, more than a dozen people walked over and stood in front of Mo Chong.
"Who occupies this cave!"
Mo Chong's cold gaze swept over them, his killing intent became stronger and stronger, and he hated to enter Liu Wuxie's cave now.
"Back to Senior Brother Mo, this person's name is Liu Wuxie, he has only joined the Imperial Academy for more than half a year, and he has been in the limelight recently, and he should have just returned from the Python Mountain battlefield. ”
Several people looked flattering, and out of the corner of their eyes, they glanced at Liu Wuxie's cave mansion, and their gloating appearance was beyond words.
"Liu Wuxie, when I was on the battlefield ahead, I heard the name of this person several times. ”
Mo Chong frowned slightly, in recent months, he had heard Liu Wuxie's words more than once, and he didn't care.
He went to the front battlefield, hunted demons, and fought against the enemy army, in order to sharpen himself and break through the True Dan Realm as soon as possible.
Breaking through the True Pill and participating in the Battle of the Hundred Kingdoms has greater hope, this is a once-in-a-century opportunity, and entering the cultivation world is Mo Chong's lifelong hope.
Seeing that he was about to break through the True Dan Realm, but was destroyed by Liu Wuxian's hands, it was no wonder that he was so angry.
"This Liu is innocent, pampered and arrogant, and has a thirst for killing, Senior Brother Mo Chong must make the decision for us and kill this fang. ”
These Tianzi students, they dare not speak out against Liu Wuxie, but now that Mo Chong is back, he has the backbone and wants to get justice.
How could Mo Chong not see that these people fanned the flames, nothing more than using his hand to punish Liu Wuxian and vent their evil anger for them.
But there is no reason to refuse.
Even if they didn't mention it, Mo Chong wouldn't let Liu Wuxian go, and the next time he broke through the True Dan Realm, it was estimated that he would have to wait for several days.
Everything that happened outside, Liu Wuxian was completely unaware of it, and he was silent in his realm.
A full 50,000 spirit stones were exhausted.
Such a terrifying rate of consumption can be called terrifying.
The world of the Taihuang is still expanding, getting bigger and bigger, and it is boundless, and the stored true qi is like an ocean, inexhaustible.
Ordinary people fight, and the true qi lasts for a maximum of an hour, and Liu Wuxian has no problem fighting for three days and three nights.
Time passed.
Five days have passed since the end of the Python Mountain battlefield, and the Xue family has had a very difficult time in the past few days.
The loss of a large number of masters is undoubtedly a heavy blow to the Xue family.
This incident alarmed the ancestor of the Xue family, who was in retreat, and forcibly went out of the customs to discuss the plan to kill Liu Wuxie.
King Yongxian mysteriously disappeared, most of the remaining party was constantly cleared, and the imperial capital city underwent earth-shaking changes.
Because the Xue family colluded with King Yongxian, the recent days have been very difficult, a large number of industries have been impacted, and business has plummeted.
For three full days, Liu Wuxie's realm finally stabilized.
When he opened his eyes, a terrifying wave of qi was rolling, and there were no other items in the cultivation room except for a futon.
Even on the solid stone wall, there are sword marks.
The golden soul sea, like a tumbling cloud, is getting thicker and thicker, covering the sky for half a day, and Liu Wuxie's soul power has surpassed the ordinary True Dan Realm.
In particular, the supernatural bridge is getting wider and wider, and the power of the supernatural power released is gradually becoming stronger.
Standing up, there was a thunderous sound from inside his body, like a spring thunder explosion, shaking the entire cultivation room.
"It's so strong, is this the eightfold of the marrow washing realm!"
The fists were clenched, and the air produced a continuous explosion of air, a terrible mess.
Stepping out of the cultivation room, there were still ten days left, and he had too many things to do.