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"Hmph"

After leaving a cold snort, Wu Qi retreated, but he couldn't help it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info because at this time, he finally discovered that the sword of war, the blood-red war knife held in the hand of the blood-armored monk, turned out to be a medium-grade Dao weapon.

It's just that the aura of this medium-grade Dao device is too weird, and it is completely converged when it is not used passively, and no matter how you sense it, you can't sense it. Especially since it was still held in the hands of a monk with a monstrous aura like the Blood Armor Monk, the terrifying murderous aura on the Blood Armor Monk's body completely covered up the aura of the war knife.

However, if it was really just a medium-grade Dao weapon, it really couldn't make Wu Qi retreat, but this Dao weapon was held in the hands of the blood-armored monk who had entered the path of killing. Combined, the power shown has completely surpassed the middle stage of the god transformation stage, and directly entered the late stage of the god transformation stage, and it is not comparable to ordinary late stage of the god transformation monk.

The figure was weird, only the ghost light flickered, and it disappeared in an instant, and as soon as Wu Qi retreated, he completely disappeared. Hidden in the void, relying on the Netherworld Battle Body, and the Ancient Shura Battle Technique, even if Wu Qi is only a half-step cultivator of the Transformation God, if he really fights, he can fight with the late stage of the Transformation of the Divine Cultivator.

But now, he can't help the disciple of the Soldier Demon Hall in front of him, who only has the mid-stage cultivation of the gods.

"Whew"

In the ring, there was movement again, but it was not Wu Qi. It was the blood-armored monk, the blood-red armor moved, but it was he who stretched out a palm, and a true yuan full of killing intent erupted, and he was directly crossed to the broken leg of the tall blood-red war horse standing beside him.

This horse's leg was shattered by Wu Qi's punch. Blood-armored monk Zhao Yu, this war horse is not flesh and blood. It's not the ghost of a monster. It was purely a monster condensed by countless bloody killing thoughts, after all, Zhao Slug was a disciple of the Soldier Demon Palace. He has participated in the war all the year round and collected bloody killing thoughts for many years, and he has condensed such a war horse by life.

Completely integrated with his way of killing, like the murderous knife in his hand, this war horse is also in touch with him, and when commanded, it is like his own arm, which is extremely convenient and smooth.

As soon as the blood-red True Yuan crossed over, he saw the legs of the war horse. Immediately, a large cloud of red flames rose from the broken place to the tail, and in the blink of an eye, the originally broken and broken horse leg was actually restored. War horses are not flesh and blood. It's just a matter of murderous intent, as long as this war horse is not completely destroyed, Zhao Lu has a way to restore it, but it just costs a lot of true yuan.

Wu Qi was secretly secret, and when he saw this scene, his eyes immediately flashed with fierceness, and he did not waste this opportunity at all.

"Hmph" started first, and then there was a cold snort.

Still taking a step out, Wu Qi's body came out of the darkness of the void, rippling. appeared behind the blood-armored monk Zhao Xuan. didn't mind his sneak attack posture at all, and smashed out with a punch, silently, and blasted into Zhao Yu's lower back. If he was hit, as long as the power like Shura burst out, even if the blood-red armor on Zhao Yu's body was a Dao weapon, Wu Qi would be sure to hit Zhao Lu hard.

"Hiss" Unexpectedly, this time Zhao Lu didn't move, but the war horse beside him moved.

The blood-red horse's head twisted violently, like a real dragon swinging its head. From the void, the speed was so fast that not even a vague shadow was left, but Wu Qi suddenly found that under his fist. The first thing that appeared was not Zhao Yu's waist, but a huge blood-red horse head.

Weirdly. Between the horse's roars, he didn't want to block Wu Qi's fist, but opened the horse's mouth to swallow Wu Qi's fist whole.

"Brute"

Spit out two words coldly, Wu Qi's fist remained unchanged, it was still smashed straight down, booming, the ghostly light above the fist exploded, although it was only the second layer of the battle body, but the power contained on it was enough to smash a mountain. A horse's leg was smashed by Wu Qi before, this time it was a horse's head, and Wu Qi didn't believe that there would be an accident. After smashing the head of this war horse, Wu Qi immediately struck again and hit Zhao Lu hard.

"Bang"

The result came out in an instant, just as Wu Qi expected, the huge head of the war horse was shattered by Wu Qi. But there was also an accident, the moment he smashed the head of the war horse, Wu Qi clearly felt a pain coming from his fist.

"Drink" snorted in his mouth, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, Wu Qi's figure immediately retreated, and he dodged the blood-red blade that suddenly appeared in a thrilling way.

Wu Qi was injured, and as a witness, he himself saw the scene that had just happened very clearly. When his fist slammed down, the war horse's mouth opened wide to the limit, and it really bit Wu Qi's head, and at that moment, a fierce stream of red flames erupted from the war horse's mouth, immediately drowning Wu Qi's fist.

Although the next moment, the terrifying force on Wu Qi's fist also shattered the horse's head, but Wu Qi's fist was also burned by the flames.

In the darkness of the void, Wu Qi's face became extremely ugly, and his gaze fell on his fist. It was originally as white as a woman's skin, but now it was scorched black, and it was actually burned by the red flame in the mouth of the war horse. Wu Qi relied on the strength of the Netherworld Battle Body, starting from the Broken Soul Mountain Range, for many years, and it has always been his reliance on life and arrogance. But now, the battle body was easily ....... injured.

"Woohoo"

Suddenly, a violent roar of a war horse came into Wu Qi's ears, and the look of shock once again revealed Wu Qi's face. In the depths of the endless dark void, a blood-red lightning bolt suddenly broke into it and slashed towards Wu Qi's location.

"Unexpectedly...... was discovered."

The look of surprise on Wu Qi's face became even more obvious, and he almost didn't have time to think, but subconsciously took a few steps away one after another. The figure walked out of the hideout in the depths of the void, and the next moment, appeared in the corner of the ring.

As soon as he appeared, Wu Qi immediately looked at the opposite side, the blood-armored monk Zhao Xuan and the war horse beside him. He couldn't believe that not only was his Netherworld battle body, which had been rampant for many years, injured, but even the divine power that traveled through the void was easily discovered. For the first time, Wu Qi was so aggrieved in the first battle, and when he didn't use other means, he was forced to have no way to escape by one person.

"Kill"

The blood-red armor on Zhao Slug's body made another "bang", and the murderous aura was blazing, and he actually turned over on the war horse, and at that moment, the breath on the entire ring changed. The blood-red murderous aura that had been permeating before was violently retracted, and it headed towards Zhao Xuan and the war horse under him, condensing.

The next moment, above the ring, an unprecedented murderous aura appeared.

"What a terrible murderous aura, did this man crawl out of the pile of dead people .....?"

Even those who fought spectacularly in front of the water mirror could vaguely sense the terrifying aura emanating from Zhao Slug's body, that murderous aura had completely condensed into substance, like a bloodshot wound around Zhao Slug's body, as well as the body of the war horse under him.

The way of killing appeared in front of Wu Qi, and in front of him, the man and the horse had disappeared, revealing a world, a world with only killing intent, killing thoughts, and murderous energy, a killing world.

Anyone, if his mind is not enough, as long as he looks at the world, he will lose his mind, his mind will be completely controlled by the killing thought, and he will become a puppet machine that only knows how to kill, tirelessly, and when he sees any living being, there will be only one thought in his mind, that is: kill, kill, kill, kill.

Although Wu Qi was embarrassed at this time, his mind was harder than anyone else, and he was also a ruthless person, although he was shocked by the killing world, it was extremely difficult to take away his sanity.

Although he was only embarrassed for a short time, the anger accumulated in Wu Qi's heart at this time was on the verge of exploding, and his eyes turned red at some point, and the Netherworld Battle Body and Ancient Shura Combat Technique that he had relied on for many years lost its effect, which made Wu Qi have a paranoid thought, that is, he must kill the person in front of him, if he does not die, it will definitely become the cause of his Wu Qi's demons.

And that Soldier Demon Hall Zhao Lu, who was originally a monk of the way of killing, since he cultivated, none of his opponents were still alive. All died, and his way of killing was accomplished. From the moment he stepped into the ring, there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to kill his opponent.

There is only victory and defeat, the winner, the advancement, and the loser ....... die.

"Treading ......."

"Hahaha........ whoever I want to kill me, let me die!" "Big Corpse Demon Hand!"

In the ring, the war horse trampled on the ground, like a war drum, breaking the eardrums. The murderous aura materializes, entangles that person and horse, manifests a killing world with only killing intent and murderous energy, rushes over, and wants to destroy everything.

At the other end, the voice is cold, and the exit is the law. Wisps of incomparably thick and ancient corpse qi, through the long river of time, appeared on the ring, condensing a miserable white giant palm, the palm pattern is mysterious, containing the power of infinite laws, exuding the smell of suppressing everything and decaying everything.

No one expected that the two would only fight for a few rounds before entering the final stage of the life-and-death struggle.

In an instant, in the ring, it was still, and everything was frozen in an instant, as if even time and space were the same. An incomparably strange and shocking scene appeared on the ring, above which was the decaying world, a miserable white giant palm, a mysterious palm print, which contained a power that seemed to have been decayed and immortalized over the years. Below is the world of killing, one man and one horse, full of killing intent and murderous aura, that is a kind of Tao, the way of killing.

These two worlds, just like this, are strangely still in the ring.

"A draw?"

A thought crossed the minds of all the monks watching the battle, but it didn't last long, for the suspense was broken by the changes that had taken place in the ring.

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