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The terrifying blood-red war horse, wrapped in red flames, trampled on the ground of the ring, through a water mirror, reached the ears of those monks watching the battle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info One by one, the faces were different, but they all had a thought in their hearts: "It's over?"

In the ring, the man and the horse had already completed most of the distance between the two of them before, and as long as they took a few more steps, they arrived in front of Wu Qi. On the back of the war horse, the terrifying monk wearing blood-red armor on his body, the killing god who has entered the way of killing, and the mid-grade Dao weapon-level war knife in his hand, if it is chopped down, it is definitely not something that Wu Qi, who can't even dodge it, can resist.

When the blade falls, the head falls to the ground, and the body dies.

This was everyone's expectation, and in their eyes, the man and the horse were still moving forward slowly, and at the end, there was a miserable bloody man who was trembling, and his facial features were completely covered by blood, and he couldn't see it at all. still hasn't come to his senses, and he hasn't broken free from the consequences of the supernatural backlash.

"Wooh...."

The blood-red war horse, wrapped in the murderous aura and crimson flames of materialization, took the last step violently, and stomped on the ground like a giant hammer.

"Buzz" the horse's hooves fell to the ground, and then a huge thing was raised, and the terrifying edge overflowed, as if it was about to cut the void and shatter everything. It was that war knife, the rank of the middle grade Dao weapon, held in the hands of a person who would choose to escape when any monk of the same rank encountered it, killing peerless, and everything in front of him would be killed.

I saw the sword raised. Everyone's eyes widened in an instant. No one wants to miss it. The scene of the fall of a peerless Tianjiao is not wanted to be missed by anyone, especially since this peerless Tianjiao is still a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Some monks who have jealous thoughts in their hearts are even more vicious and think that it is better for both of them to die together.

Fallen!

There was no change, no one stopped him, and Wu Qi didn't make any other moves, letting the deadly sword fall, he didn't even open his eyes, and his body was still trembling. The pores were constantly stretched open, and the red blood kept coming out, increasing the smell of blood on his body.

The war knife was silent, and there was really no sound at all. But the edge that covered it, cut down, even the void could not be retained, and it had to be cut through.

"Hiss..." In front of the water mirror, there was the sound of gasping cold air, and those monks who were watching the battle watched as the terrifying war knife slashed into the neck of Tianjiao, who had no ability to resist. The edge is peerless, and it is cut down without hindrance, extremely smooth, without any sense of condensation.

When the sensation from the top of the sword reaches the palm of the hand. Under the blood-red armor, Zhao Yu's face changed. He cultivated the way of killing, and he had already tempered his mind to be colder and harder than cold iron, but at this time, such an accident inevitably made a flaw appear in his mind.

"It's not good, get back!"

An extremely dangerous premonition suddenly appeared in his mind, and the war horse under him was in contact with him, and there was no need for Zhao Yu to move, and the blood-red war horse moved on all fours. Suddenly turned into a blood-red phantom and swept away.

"Hahaha...... since you're here, don't leave, leave me!"

Wu Qi's familiar arrogant voice sounded in the ring. Through the water mirror, it fell into the ears of many monks watching the battle. In that instant. At least tens of thousands of people had stunned faces on their faces.

They all tried to recall what had just happened, just now, the man and the horse walked in front of Wu Qi, and Zhao Yu, who was on top of the war horse, didn't even hesitate, and the terrifying war knife that he had been raising slashed down. The edge is peerless, and it broke through Wu Qi's body in an instant.

But a strange scene also happened at that time, Wu Qi's body, after being split, was not spilled out of flesh and blood, nor did the head fall, but with a "bang", it turned into a ball of black gas and disappeared completely.

"Great Corpse Demon Hand, suppress!"

Wu Qi's voice appeared, but when his body reappeared, it was not behind Zhao Yu, but above the ring. In that world of misery and whiteness, on top of the giant palm that has changed a lot.

I don't know when this miserable white giant palm, the Great Corpse Demon Hand completely condensed by the Ancient Corpse Qi, has been filled with two breaths. One is the original one, the desolate ancient corpse qi, decay, death, and the other is the desolate ancient demonic aura, fierce and suppressive, these two terrifying breaths are intertwined, and the coercive momentum exuded completely crushed the murderous world below.

When Wu Qi spit out the word suppression in his mouth, the huge palm, the black and white intertwined Xuanao palm prints slowly rotated, suppressed down, devastated, and any existence, under this palm, lost the ability to resist. One was white, the other was pitch black, like a grinding disc, twisted together, crushing everything and suppressing everything.

Killing intent, killing intent, and murderous aura ...... all disappeared, and in the entire ring, only the existence of that giant palm, the world composed of corpse qi and demonic qi, everything was decayed, and everything was suppressed. The scene took a turn for the worse, and the scene that everyone expected did not appear, but became a scene that no one had ever imagined.

"Wooh..."The war horse roared, the person and the horse stopped, on the horseback, Zhao Slug, who was wearing blood-red armor all over his body, didn't seem to have reacted, and the person who was about to die suddenly burst out with unimaginable combat power.

"How is it possible? This son was not devoured by the supernatural powers, so ........ just now?"

Like the thoughts in everyone's hearts, Zhao Yu was also in his heart at this time, and he couldn't believe it. Everyone has seen the power of the Great Corpse Demon Hand, and everyone can see that this magic power is not an ordinary ancient magic power at all, at least it is beyond the ancient times, but it is a terrifying magic power left over from the ancient times.

Such a supernatural power, in the hands of the Avatar Cultivator, cannot perfectly exert the power of thirty percent. Even if Wu Qi, who only has a half-step transformation god, is a peerless Tianjiao, he must not survive after being devoured by such a supernatural power.

But all the ancient supernatural powers are extremely powerful, but there is a corresponding price to be paid for using such supernatural powers. In addition to the large amount of true yuan and divine soul power to be consumed, there is also the danger of being devoured, and being devoured by the ancient supernatural power is almost a certain death.

But now, a man who was considered by everyone to be mortal, not only did he live well, but he also began to hunt down others. Although he couldn't figure out why, Zhao Yu didn't have time to think about it, because he was now facing the life and death crisis that Wu Qi had just faced.

"Boom"

Above the ring, the huge palm that had turned into black and white intertwined, wrapped in incomparably terrifying power, pressed down heavily. The combination of decaying death and the fierce and cold aura, coupled with the great power of ten thousand people, suddenly, Zhao Yu seemed to see an ancient demon peak pressing down on him.

I don't know when, around Zhao Slug's body, wisps of breath appeared, a kind of miserable white, a kind of pitch black, like a black and white giant net, completely enveloping Zhao Slug and the war horse under him.

The infinite power of imprisonment surrounds it, making Zhao Slug even a move a luxury, the ancient corpse qi, the desolate ancient demonic qi, the power that has been crushed and immortalized over the years, is a kind of power that belongs to the vague extreme "Dao", and Zhao Slug, who has touched the edge of the "Dao", naturally knows that this power is terrible.

"Hum" suddenly, from his body, a stream of extremely red blood qi overflowed, all over his body, repelling the enveloped Desolate Ancient Corpse Qi and Desolate Ancient Demon Qi, this blood qi was filled with a pure and extremely killing intent, without any impurities.

It was his original murderous aura, and it was also the terrifying thing he cultivated after he entered the way of killing. This origin murderous qi will not lose to the desolate ancient corpse qi and desolate ancient demonic qi in terms of power and momentum, but the number is too small, although it protects Zhao Xuan, but the war horse under him has no way to protect it.

I only heard that under Zhao Slug's body, the extremely tall war horse suddenly "hissed", and in an instant, the blood and qi collapsed, the flames were extinguished, and the war horse was actually crushed by the wisps of desolate ancient corpse qi and desolate ancient demon qi, and at the moment when the war horse collapsed, a large number of desolate ancient corpse qi and desolate ancient demon qi violently turned into two huge grinding disc phantoms, and strangled towards Zhao Su.

"Die" "Boom"

It was Wu Qi's voice, extremely cold, but there seemed to be a hint of urgency in it.

On the ring, the white desolate ancient corpse qi and the pitch-black desolate ancient demonic qi were like two terrifying torrents, gathered into the huge palm, and the two breaths fused together perfectly, and in the palm of the giant palm, a palm pattern containing a mysterious aura was intertwined.

The path of corpses is the path of demons!

Unparalleled strength, desperately suppressed and killed, on top of that giant palm, Wu abandoned independence, mixed with blood on his body, extremely miserable, but in those eyes, it was extremely cold, emotionless, like an ancient corpse, like an ancient demon.

"Bang"

The loud sound was like thunder, resounding in the ring, and the blood-red aura that originally existed, the murderous aura, killing intent, and ...... killing intent all disappeared, along with the person and the horse, all of them turned into nothingness under the huge palm of the corpse and demon.

It's over, this time it's really over, but the result is completely different from what everyone imagined. The one who doesn't deserve to die is dead, but the one who deserves to die is ......

"Poof"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wu Qi's whole person collapsed in an instant and fell from the air. He fell into a coma at the end of the battle.

But at the moment when he passed out, a voice also sounded in his head.

"The fight is over, the winner, Wu Qi, advanced!"

When this voice sounded, above the black ring, an incomparably pure and behemoth blood-red essence suddenly flew over, enveloping Wu Qi's body in the shocked eyes of everyone.

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