It's just that in the next second, Soul Xiaotian's arm was more than twice as thick, and the blood arrow didn't enter the arm, opening a small blood-red hole, and there was no movement after two sounds.

"What is this?"

"Heavenly Demon Arm."

"Actually, it's really blocked."

Zhao Jiuduan snorted coldly, "What about the Heavenly Demon Arm?" How many hits can I see you can block? ”

After that, the spiritual power of his fingertips surged, and more than a dozen crystal clear blood arrows shot towards him, Soul Xiaotian turned over, waved his arm to block most of the arrows, and no matter how many stray arrows shot into his body, he smashed it with his arm.

Zhao Jiuduan sneered: "The three changes of the Heavenly Demons, I'm afraid you haven't started yet!" A good Heavenly Demon Arm is used by you like this, it really laughs to death. ”

The spiritual power of his blood-colored palm gathered, and with a strong slap, he slapped the giant arm that could crack the golden stone, but Soul Xiaotian was indomitable, and he still bullied himself, and smashed his arm when he picked it up.

After the two of them bombarded each other for dozens of moves, Soul Xiaotian's wound was bleeding nonstop, and his physical strength was gradually a little exhausted, but Zhao Jiuduan was at ease.

Zhao Jiuduan flew up two feet and kicked it away.

"You must also know a little bit about my blood clan exercises, now we are in a situation where one loses the other's strength, if you have this strength, I think it is better to end it as soon as possible!"

Zhao Jiuduan drew a circle with one hand, and then pinched the trick with his two fingers and hung it on his chest: "Let you taste the taste of blood cicadas!" ”

Soul Xiaotian's whole body stiffened, and his body shot out countless extremely thin blood lines, which converged between Zhao Jiuduan's two fingers like a sky net, and his fingertips seemed to have a live cicada chrysalis wriggling.

Soul Xiaotian felt that his spiritual power and blood qi were being rapidly drained away, and his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Brother Xiaotian."

Feng Ning'er hurriedly moved forward, wanting to look forward, but was stopped by the black bird.

Ahhh

Soul Xiaotian's mind was spinning, and the stinging pain in his whole body made him cover his head and shout loudly, and everyone talked about it.

"Looks like it's going to end."

"The blood clan's exercises are really changing."

Looking at Brother Xiaotian, who was gradually losing power, Feng Ning'er immediately cried with pear blossoms and rain, but she couldn't break free from her hard arm.

Just when the last trace of his blood qi was about to be drained away, he had some clarity in his heart, and the soul power in the soul sea in his chest began to fluctuate, a touch of black covered his eyes, and slowly, he stood up!

"What?"

At this time, even Zhao Jiuduan was surprised.

"Can you stand up after being hit by my blood cicada?"

With a clenched fist, two black shadows separated from the body, and a hoarse voice sounded: "I'm sorry, clansmen, borrow the soul ......"

The two black shadows rushed towards the crowd of onlookers with a light touch of their toes, and they collapsed to the ground as if their limbs were weak.

When the two black shadows returned to their bodies from the new, a blood-colored murderous aura appeared in Soul Xiaotian's eyes, and then, wisps of black qi spread towards the blood line, Zhao Jiuduan hurriedly wanted to withdraw the blood Zen, but he was still a step slower, and with a poof, the black majestic spiritual power exploded at his fingertips, and Zhao Jiuduan flew out a few feet away, falling heavily to the ground.

"You...... Emperor Soul Recipe...... Paragraph 4...... Borrowing the Soul ......"

He struggled to get up and laughed, "Okay, that's interesting." ”

With that, he slammed his chest, and a large mist of blood erupted from his mouth.

"My blood clan ability, the more I fight, the stronger I get, the stronger I am, let me show you the true strength of my fifth layer."

Then, a jade turtle-like artifact was held in his hand. Soul Xiaotian gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Zhao-Jiu-Duan, you actually used the Blood Clan Holy Relic in order to kill me. ”

Zhao Jiuduan also replied in the same voice: "How about that?" ”

Zhao Jiuduan held the jade turtle in his hand, his spiritual power continued to rise, slowly, his feet left the ground, his body continued to rise, and then his body was shrouded in blood.

"Soul Xiaotian, I want you to die today......"

He waved his arm continuously, and nine majestic blood-colored sword qi slashed towards Soul Xiaotian.

"This nine-stage blood sword, even a strong man with sixth-layer soul power, can fight, I don't believe it, your soul Xiaotian can also be an enemy?"

Soul Xiaotian was not in a hurry, and a mysterious star pattern appeared under his feet when his body shook slightly, and the next moment, his body pulled out an afterimage, avoiding all the majestic nine swords. Zhao Jiuduan only felt that his eyes were dark, and a fist hit him the cheek.

Rumble~

Zhao Jiuduan, who was covered in blood, was bombarded on the stone wall and bounced back, falling to the ground in a daze.

"This ...... No way...... How is this possible ......? ”

The blackbird also opened its mouth wide, "This...... This is...... Could it be that this is the Soul Emperor's...... Seven Stars ......"

Soul Xiaotian gasped, "Don't guess, this is the Soul Emperor's mastery...... But...... I can only force one ......"

Zhao Jiuduan still held the jade turtle tightly, climbed up with difficulty, looked like a ghost, and said madly: "I...... Defy...... I still...... Didn't lose ......"

He raised his hand, still pointing at Soul Xiaotian and said, "You know how my father died, so I swear that as long as I live, I will kill all of your soul clan." ”

Looking at the panting and shaky Soul Xiaotian, Zhao Jiuduan continued to be ruthless: "You definitely don't have soul power now!" How could the Soul Emperor's martial arts be easily opened by you, a person with a four-stage cultivation? ”

"I said I was going to kill you......"

The next moment, the wind was raging on the Xuanyuan platform, the fallen leaves were fluttering, Zhao Jiuduan's black hair was flying, and all the blood-colored earthworms all over his body squirmed, and the jade turtle seemed to feel the blood qi, and the light became more brilliant.

"Today, even if I give up this spiritual blood, I will kill you......"

"Go, Blood Dragon."

Looking at the roaring dragon condensed by Zhao Jiuduan's blood, Soul Xiaotian didn't use it superfluously, just turned sideways and slowly raised his right arm.

"If you don't accept it, then I'll beat you until you ......"

"Ahhh

In the earth-shattering roar of Soul Xiaotian, the arm that had been tied for ten years changed violently, the bones and muscles made a clicking sound and then the beard grew, and then exploded three feet after the old vine intertwined, the arm covered with black lines was like a thick centipede, with a violent breath crashed into the rushing blood dragon, after the two big things collided, the spiritual power in the air swayed slightly, only to hear the clicking sound, the dragon collapsed, the centipede's giant arm was castrated, and it hit his chest, Zhao Jiuduan suffered a heavy blow, was knocked away, and his jade turtle got out of his hand, The figure flipped a few times in the air, fell heavily to the ground, and never got up again.

Soul Xiaotian withdrew his arm, and his entire arm hung down as if it was useless, his muscles were intertwined, and his bones were broken inch by inch.

He dragged his heavy steps towards Zhao Jiuduan, riding on him and swinging his left fist fiercely.

Zhao Jiuduan was no longer able to resist,

"Heavenly Demon Arm, the first change, centipede."

"You're ...... Got to the ...... This step ......"

It was only at that last moment that the fist against his face stopped, and the blackbird walked over and glanced at the young man, and there was no longer any disdain in his eyes.

"In this competition, the winner - Soul Xiaotian."

Most of the people in the audience also woke up, and although their bodies couldn't move, the voice was really heard.

"Zhao Jiuduan, you remember, I won't kill you this time, I hope you can be sober and sober, if there is a next time, I will definitely not let you go."

Say it! He smashed the bluestone floor next to his ear with a punch.

……

Feng Ning'er supported his brother Xiaotian all the way, and still refused to let go after leaving Xuanyuan Terrace far away.

Seeing that he was still so frightened, Soul Xiaotian squeezed out a smile and said, "Don't be afraid, Brother Xiaotian has already defeated him." ”

"Hmmm! I'm not afraid anymore. ”

Soul Xiaotian peeled off her palm and said softly, "That, we really can't sleep in a small bamboo hut together." ”

"But...... But ......"

"Don't be, I have a very strange feeling, I want to go to Eye's place to have a look, you go back yourself! If you are really afraid, go to Egong. ”

"Okay!"

Feng Ning'er was reluctant: "Brother Xiaotian, you ...... You...... You ......"

"What's you, you, you, me, me, it's not early, hurry up and go back!"

"Oh!"

Feng Ning'er left alone under the scolding of Soul Xiaotian, and Soul Xiaotian also walked towards the Soul Clan.

The clouds were dense, covering the sky and the sun, and there was still a faint golden light and rolling thunder in the black clouds, and groups of black crows also gathered, hovering in the air and screaming miserably.

His eyelids were pounding, and the bad feeling in his heart was even stronger.

……

On the mountain behind the Prison Wu Mountain, the two old men were sitting cross-legged on the stone slab, and the corners of the clothes of the two people were rattling in the cold wind, and their hair was flying, and the two of them also opened their sharp eyes.

"Old man Chu, they are still here, faster than I imagined."

"It should come, it will come."

Chu Xiong replied to him coldly, he was extremely thin, his two arms were as black as ink, his ten fingers were as sharp as eagle claws, and he couldn't see a trace of flesh and skin, if it weren't for the rolling eyeballs in his sunken eye sockets, no one would believe it, this was a big living person.

He is Chu Xiong, one of the Nine Venerables of the Barbarian Domain.

The wind blew across his cheeks, and the soul slowly turned to look at him, this glance was confused, sharp, and a trace of sadness, and he seemed to think of some past events.

"The barbarian domain has been wiped out by them in the past ten years, and you and I are hiding in Tibet like lost dogs, and now I am afraid that we will have an understanding."

Chu Xiong didn't look at him: "It's already like this, what are you still grinding and chirping?" ”

The air was quiet, his eyes wandered, he bit his chin fiercely, and shouted softly, "Brother Chu." ”

When Chu Xiong heard these two words, he was like being struck by lightning, he couldn't believe his ears, for so many years, they only had to talk about each other, when had they ever heard him call themselves like this?

"You...... What do you call me? ”

The soul looked lost, and the fist that was clenched just now also loosened, and said: "How many years are you older than me, in fact, for so many years, I have always treated you as my brother, but I am in his position......"

"Shut up."

Chu Xiong's voice was like a loud bell: "What do you want to do with your rhetoric?" ”

In fact, he also knew in his heart that the soul old man in front of him was by no means a clever and flattering person, the Seven Clans were destroyed, and he was the most injured and sad person in every battle, but he had a strong personality and was unwilling to say it.

Soul Shen raised his head, and the thousands of thunderbolts in front of him made him thoughtful, and he whispered: "Today we are unpredictable, I just want to ask you for one thing." ”

"What?"

"If I really come to that point, you must leave me alone, and you must first ensure that we are well-being."

Chu Xiong's eyes tightened, and then dimmed: "This, you don't need to remind me." ”

The thunder light illuminated his old and decadent face, and the soul suddenly stood up, and several rays of light had converged in this direction.

Boom

Several figures fell to the ground.

The person who came was a tiger with a bear on his back, dressed in a strong suit, with a silver steel gun behind his back, and there were thousands of horses on the tip of the gun, faintly running thunder.

The soul and soul moved, and Ji Hu of the Thunder Hall was just a hairy boy back then, but he didn't expect that it would become the climate now.

"Chu Soul two immortal friends, don't come unharmed."

Looking at the voice, the person who came looked like a Dao bone fairy wind, a Moli Dao robe without wind and automatic, and a fairy sword behind him was murderous, it was the famous Xishu Sword Mountain Acting Sect Leader - Yuxing Zhenren.

Not far from the left and right beside him, there were two people standing on each side, who were Dongyang Zhenren and Mozhu Zhenren.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha horn sounded, and the person who came was a middle-aged Buddhist monk, with a slender body and a mercy bead in his hand, who was one of the three holy monks of Fuyuan Mountain, Hankong monk.

The soul looked around for a week, and his heart was getting heavier and heavier, Fuyuan Mountain, Xishu Sword Mountain, Thunder Hall, Qi Palace, Tianwang Sect, and seven or eight relatively faceless people, their breath was not weak, and they should be the rising stars in these years.

The Central Plains faction, four mountains and eighteen gates, came seven or eight out of ten.

The soul reorganized his expression and said loudly: "A few immortal elders are not cultivating in the door, why did they come to my wild place? ”

He remained silent, and in an instant, his eyelids jumped, and in the most corner of the darkness, he found a person he knew who had turned to ashes, Binggu - Ouyang Bo. He clenched his back jaw and shouted loudly to the man: "And that Great Elder Ouyang, are you hiding so far away because you are afraid to see me?" ”

Ouyang Bo didn't need to speak when he heard him, he just took a step forward, and this step explained his attitude.

Seeing his tepid provocation, the soul was about to erupt with fire in his eyes, but today's situation did not allow him to mess around.

At this moment, a terrible roar came from the foot of the mountain, and then the flames erupted, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the sound of soldiers fighting each other also came into the ears.

Soul looked at the people angrily, as soon as he received the news, these Central Plains people were killed.