Blood.

Blood splattered.

The air was wailing, but the impact didn't stop for a moment.

The blood that flew out was shattered in mid-air, turning into a misty crimson mist.

Wu Xiaode and Xiang stood in the flying blood mist, and used all their strength to shoot all kinds of tricks at each other.

Wu Xiaode didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't care that he was already covered in blood.

Theon, however, fought back and forth, trying to find a way to resist it no matter what, or dodging slightly, and always maintained a normal defensive posture.

The two sides fought for several more rounds.

"Boy, you can't win!"

Xiang snorted coldly in disdain, turned his hand and took out the double daggers, and slashed fiercely towards Wu Xiaode's body.

Wu Xiaode had to retract his fist and pull out the desolate sword at his waist.

The long hook flows silently, the apricot blossoms are sparse in the shadows, and the flute is played until dawn.

Airplanes--

The giant sword shadow rose and collided with Theon's dagger.

There was an earth-shattering sound of metal.

Two daggers flew out, and the sword was also knocked away.

The difference is that the dagger flies upside down and does not know where to go; The desolate sword shook its body in mid-air, and with a "boom" it was inserted back into the scabbard on Wu Xiaode's waist.

Wu Xiaode once again fought hand-to-hand with his bare hands.

Wu Xiaode didn't hide from the high-level spells that Xiang occasionally issued, letting them bombard his body, and letting blood shadows rise up on his body.

It is true that these spells beyond the law are extremely powerful, but Wu Xiaode took advantage of this moment to persistently hit Xion with his close-quarters fist--

It's like being in a hurry --

This kind of hand-to-hand combat can kill the blood shadows to the maximum.

Often Theon killed him once, and he had killed Theon five or six times.

Theon gritted his teeth.

It's not a good deal!

He had to take the spell and block it again, occasionally looking for an opportunity to fight back.

But in terms of hand-to-hand combat, even if he has 800 years of heroes, how can he resist Wu Xiaode, who has received the empowerment of the Human Emperor?

Syllable!

Wu Xiaode looked at the gap in Zhun Xi'an, and his hands hit his forearm like a hammer.

On the side of Theon's body, the empty door was wide open, but immediately a blood shadow felt out a large shield in front of him.

Wu Xiaode didn't care at all, and hit thirty-six punches in a row according to the shield, and kicked it up.

Sion suddenly couldn't bear this force, and the whole person flew out and rolled dozens of meters before standing up again.

Behind him, the Dao Blood Shadow continued to rise into the air, apparently resisting the attack for him.

However, a wild laugh suddenly erupted from his mouth:

"This is your fist? Why is it getting weaker?"

A trace of panic flashed in Wu Xiaode's eyes, and he shouted, "Boom!"

He's about to retreat --

Theon let out the shadow warhorse, his hand on the reins, and shouted, "Don't let him go!"

A flash.

The war horse rushed in front of Wu Xiaode.

Sion rushed forward desperately, entangled Wu Xiaode, and fought regardless of losses.

The other side.

In the mist.

Odvia turned to look at Joan.

"Elian's fist, why is it declining?" She asked worriedly.

Joan sighed and said, "I'm only level 700, and Ilian used all my soul power, and now I'm running out of soul power."

"What! And what about Theon? How much soul power does he have?" Odvia tensed.

"Theon has level 790 and has some unusual talents in soul power, and his total soul power is more than we thought!" Joan said.

... How can we work together now?" Odvia said.

"No wonder I see him - he's procrastinating, maybe he's already seen Elian's shortcomings - Arian is still too young." Joan said lightly, biting her lip.

I don't have soul power anymore.

Also......

Theon is the true ruler of this family.

Even though he was beaten more in battle, strategically speaking, his strategy was right.

Iryan's soul power is exhausted!

Victory belongs to Theon!

In the field.

Wu Xiaode took the punch and retreated, as if he wanted to get out of the battle circle.

But how could Theon let him go?

"Hahaha, what's wrong, why didn't you shoot like you did just now?

Theon laughed maniacally.

He stepped forward to fight, and he didn't let Wu Xiaode get out no matter what.

Time passes.

While playing, Sion sensed Wu Xiaode's body. on the final fluctuations that gradually dissipate.

--This fluctuation can't be faked!

"How do you know my weakness?',

Wu Xiaode's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth.

Due to the loss of power of various moves, he has been hit several times by Theon, and blood shadows appeared behind him.

As he attacked, Theon said proudly:

"Naive child, you couldn't help but mutter a sentence for three minutes at the beginning, and you kept attacking in the middle of the battle, as if you were grabbing time, I thought at first that you were deliberately luring me into being fooled--"

"But the fluctuations in your power are subsided."

"And the power of your fists also shows an extremely real phenomenon of soul power depletion."

"It's not going to fit it."

，

"Coupled with your age and soul power level, this battle is doomed from the very beginning that you can't beat me--"

"Because as long as I drag you to fight, your soul power will not be able to support you to the end."

"That's what soul power levels mean!

Theon's body was full of murderous intent, and he said loudly:

"Without the majestic soul power to manipulate 'Jingguan Mountain, your end will be overdrafted body--"

"I won!"

"Elian, I'll take your head!"

He punched out like rain, and kept beckoning Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode was able to dodge occasionally, but he was soon pressed and beaten again, and there was no respite at all.

Seeing this, Theon was completely relieved and began to attack with all his might.

In the mist.

The two women looked in despair.

"No..... Let's run."

Joan said.

"I'm going to help him!" Odvia drew a staff and stepped forward.

At this moment, he saw dense summoning runes appearing in the void.

These runes were arranged in front of Joan into a perfect circular summoning circle, emitting fluctuations in the Dao space.

"Summoning? I'm in the mist, and I don't have soul power, so what's the use of him summoning me?"

Joan couldn't help but say.

"I see! Fast! You press your hand up!

Odvia cried out.

Her face was full of chagrin, which was quickly replaced by joy, and her hands were twisted together and trembling, as if her mood was complicated to the extreme.

When Joan heard this, she was a little devastated, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"It's useless for me to go, I don't have soul power, and if I go, I will be killed directly."

"You put your hand on the summoning array and you'll see—quick!" Odvia said.

Joan shook her head and sighed again.

He has completely betrayed Theon, if Elian really has any chance of turning the tables, and if he doesn't help at this time, won't he offend him again?

There is no way out.

Give it a try.

Maybe--

Is there really hope?

She pressed her hand to the summoning array.

Suddenly, outside

Wu Xiaode, who was fighting, sensed it.

Lines of small ice crystal letters also appeared on the Book of the Dead:

"You activated the Advent Move:"

"Surrounded by death."

"Description: With the will of Blood and Spirit, summon your chosen target at once, causing it to appear in peak form and fight for you.

"Success!"

"Joan has returned to her peak state and can continue to provide you with the power of a level 700 soul powerhouse!"

Wu Xiaode's eyes narrowed.

This Sion is indeed experienced in a hundred battles, insidious and vicious, with endless methods and various combat strategies.

Don't try to fool him at all.

He only believes in the truth.

So here are a couple of things for yourself --

First, after three minutes, the terminal fluctuations will really disappear.

Second, he is indeed young, and his soul power level is not high.

Third, the fighting method inherited by the Human Emperor is actually hand-to-hand combat, and if you want to fight him, you can only have a chance by fighting closely.

All three of these things are true.

But.

I still have a hole card.

Death surrounds.

Boom--

Sion hit Wu Xiaode's chest again, hitting him straight behind seven or eight bloody shadows.

"I'm going to fight you until you die!"

Xion roared angrily, and smashed his fists down on Wu Xiaode's head.

Suddenly.

A bronze arm suddenly appeared in the void, emitting a gray flame of light that held his fists together.

Theon was stunned for a moment.

This doesn't make sense!

He no longer has soul power, how can he still stop my 800-year-old masterful fist style!

Rumble--

In the blood mist in all directions, countless bronze hands quietly appeared.

When the first punch hit Theon, it directly knocked him out of a mouthful of blood.

The shadow of blood flew up from him and dissipated into the air.

"You still have that strength! Impossible!"

Theon shouted.

Then he was speechless.

Like a terrifying war machine, like a monster that has completely awakened --

Hundreds of bronze hands clenched into fists with gray light flames, and struck at Sion like a storm.

Dark. Netherworld Cave Heaven. Hand of the Seal!

Wu Xiaode wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Xiang Dao:

"Even if you have 800 years of heroes in you, I can always finish their lives with this punch, and in the end it will be your life." ，

--Heaven, Earth and Man Emperor Fist. Heavens!

This is an endless fist, which is irresistible and can fight until the opponent is exhausted.

But this trick needs to meet one precondition --

The enemy is exposed or defenseless.

Wu Xiaode laid the groundwork for so long in front of him, just to make Xion completely give up his defense, and then he hit this punch.

Thousands of people with the power of the dark Dao, Emperor Tianruo, punched Xiang, back and forth.

It's been a few breaths.

His body landed far on the other side of the square, making a muffled "thump".

Lines of small ice crystal words emerge into the void:

"Theon is dead."

"You've fulfilled the undead's commission.

"You've gained the last of your wraith's powers, and you can already begin to ascend your Nether Cave Heaven. Dark Dao Power.

"They have come to you and have something of great importance to say to you."

May the wall quietly appear in front of Wu Xiaode.

At the bottom of the sea of death, all the resentful spirits trapped in shackles looked at him.

One of the resentful spirits at the head spoke:

"Thank you for helping us take revenge on the Entropy Family, and we can finally get out of this suffocating place."

"One last piece of advice."

"Use your best strength—"

"Run."

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