Hearing Xiao Ting's words, Suo Ming laughed wildly and sneered: "It's really overwhelming! You alone are just the cultivation of the early stage of the True Emperor Realm, and we are here in the Ten Great King Realms plus me in the True Emperor Realm! Where do you get the confidence to beat us? ”

Xiao Ting's expression was calm, and he secretly mobilized the soul yuan power of his whole body, and said, "If you can't beat it, you will know if you try it!"

After that, with a wave of the unsheathed divine sword in his hand, an invisible murderous aura spread.

Suo Ming snorted coldly and shouted, "Bloody hands listen to orders!" Punish the Imperial Array! ”

The ten kings responded in unison, and their bodies changed, forming a strange formation. A blood-colored pillar of light rose from all ten of them, converging into the sky, making the sky faintly red.

Ten people are connected with each other. With the blessing of ten people, the cultivation aura has faintly reached the early stage of the True Emperor Realm.

The corners of Suo's mouth hooked a cruel arc, and he said coldly: "Fight quickly!" Blood sacrifice, human slaughter! ”

A trace of fanaticism flashed in the eyes of the Ten Kings Realm, and they said in unison: "People can't be slaughtered, and the secret hand will last forever!"

The words fell, and the ten people spurted out a mouthful of essence blood in unison.

Ten groups of essence blood with bloody qi gathered in the air and began to churn non-stop. The Ten Great Kings Realm mobilized their True Yuan Power with all their might, and at the same time raised their right hand, the surging aura converged on the churning blood mass above, and turned into a big hand as red as blood under Xiao Ting's somewhat shocked gaze.

With a monstrous evil aura, this bloody hand was suspended above the heads of the ten people, faintly drops of blood falling, corroding small holes in the ground.

Seeing that the bloody hand had been formed, the aura of the ten kings was one, and they waved their hands at the same time. I saw that the huge bloody hand clenched into a fist and smashed towards Xiao Ting underground!

Before the fist fell, the fist wind had already carried a monstrous evil aura to blow all the rocky stumps around Xiao Ting into the sky, and the scene was weird and gloomy for a while.

Xiao Ting instinctively wanted to dodge this blow comparable to the True Emperor Realm, but the huge blood fist in the sky had already locked his breath, and no matter where he fled, he couldn't dodge it. So Xiao Ting's eyes froze, and his face became serious.

Putting away the unsheathed Excalibur, his whole body began to emit a black-gold light. The muscles of his whole body visibly swelled, the blood veins around him boiled, and even his eyes turned red.

Overlord Magic!

The black-gold domineering energy blessed the power of the bloodline of the Luo Shen clan, making Xiao Ting's breath reach the peak of history at this moment!

Facing the huge blood fist that fell from the sky, Xiao Ting did not dodge or dodge, he also roared and punched out!

The black-gold air flow circulated in Xiao Ting's fist, and two disproportionate fists, one large and one small, slammed together like this.

A thunderous voice rang out. At the place where the two fists collided, the space was faintly shattered. Two different energies, one blood red and one black gold, poured into each other, and even the entire sky was filled with these two colors of energy.

Xiao Ting's feet sank deep into the ground, half a meter deep, which showed the great pressure he was under.

But he didn't mean to retreat at all, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and an invisible domineering spirit flowed around him.

This punch condenses the overlord magic trick of the overlord Xiang Tian, and he must have an indomitable domineering spirit in his heart to be able to exert the power of this punch to the extreme. So Xiao Ting can't retreat, he can only be tough!

Xiao Ting roared wildly, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he used all his strength to force the bloody fist in the air back little by little.

Xiao Ting's eyes were about to split, he raised his right foot, stomped hard, and the fist that was blasted out was slightly withdrawn, and with the strength of his fist, he blasted out with all his strength, and roared angrily: "Break it for me!"

"Click!"

The huge blood fist in the air was still broken by Xiao Ting's hegemonic punch.

Countless cracks formed on top of the Blood Fist, like dense spider webs, and finally the entire Blood Fist exploded.

The ten king realms below were immediately counterattacked, and they all spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces were snow-white and crumbling.

And at the moment when Xiao Ting smashed the bloody fist, the old power was exhausted, and the new power had not yet arrived, and the request for life was moved!

The same move is still to hold the dagger tightly, gather the aura of heaven and earth and his own true yuan power at one point, and stab at Xiao Ting's heart!

From beginning to end, the death is the last resort, and everything else is just a foreshadowing to create opportunities for him.

Xiao Ting looked at the dagger that was getting closer and closer to him, but his eyes were very calm.

He had already suffered a loss once, how could he put himself in danger twice.

As soon as his mind moved, Xiao Ting began to recite silently in his heart: Soul Shaking Mantra!

As the obscure incantation was recited, Xiao Ting felt that the Soul Locking Hall in his body began to vibrate, and a mysterious aura began to leak out of the Soul Locking Palace, following his body to the outside world.

Suo Ming saw that his dagger was about to pierce Xiao Ting's chest, but Xiao Ting did not react, and his heart was immediately overjoyed.

But the next moment, his face changed drastically.

A palace phantom that exuded the aura of destruction actually appeared behind Xiao Ting, this palace was incomparably huge, with nine open or closed gates, surrounding the position of the main hall, showing a semicircle.

And it was with the appearance of the palace phantom that a breath like the beginning of the flood began to circulate, and Suo Ming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, and faintly had the urge to leave his body and be sucked into this hall.

This suddenly made the souls of the dead. What kind of means is this? Actually directly attacking the Divine Soul? And what is that illusory hall? Why do you have a desire to bow and worship just by looking at it, as if you are facing a piece of heaven and earth, a world?

Xiao Ting also used the power of the Soul Locking Hall for the first time in reality, and the effect really did not disappoint him.

Looking at Suo Shen, who was getting closer and closer to him, the painful look on his face, even the dagger that stabbed him began to shake, and most of the power gathered on the dagger was dissipated.

Xiao Ting finally had time to withdraw the right hand that blasted out, parrying the blow of the life, and then his eyes were cold, and his left hand carried the blazing glass fire, and he punched the chest of the life!

Suo Ming was suffering from the torture of the soul that needed to leave the body at this moment, and in the face of Xiao Ting's fist of flames, he could only avoid the fatal position of the heart, and then he took Xiao Ting's punch solidly!

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the life-threatening one, and the figure was also blasted out by Xiao Ting's punch a hundred meters away.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Xiao Ting followed the life-seeking that flew out upside down, holding it in his right hand, without the sheath of the divine sword in his hand, turning over his hand was a sword: the slaughter of the eight swords of the gods! Suo Ming looked at the sword light that was close at hand, and desperately mobilized the true yuan power of his whole body, laying a hasty defense on the surface of his body.

However, Xiao Ting's sword still cut a deep sword mark on his chest, and his beating heart could be faintly seen.

Suo Ming never dreamed that he would take the ten king realms with him, not only did he not be able to hurt the opponent's true emperor realm, but he was completely suppressed by the opponent, and after only a few moves, he was already injured and defeated.

However, the True Emperor Realm is not comparable to the King Realm after all, although he was so seriously injured, he still glared at Xiao Ting with fierce eyes, slapped a palm, retreated with strength, and then punched his heart with a backhand, spurting out a stream of essence blood, looking at Xiao Ting with resentful eyes, and roaring: "You forced me!" The art of blood sacrifice, human slaughter! ”

The Ten Kings Realm instantly screamed. Blood-colored energy floated out of their bodies, and finally converged on Suo's body, and suddenly his aura began to return to its peak state, and it was faintly strengthened, as if it was about to break through to the middle stage of the True Emperor Realm!

Feeling the surging power in his body, he opened his mouth and laughed wantonly: "Forcing me to such a point, this is what you brought on yourself!" I will cut off your flesh piece by piece, and let you die of a wailing for three days! ”

There was blood on the corners of his mouth, his whole body was also dripping with blood, and there was a huge sword mark on his chest, which matched his sickly laughter, like a devil in the dark night.

Suo Ming threw the dagger in his hand out, his hands upward, making a heavenly shape, and suddenly, the rolling blood gushed out, and behind him condensed into a faint blood-colored figure. Then the figure slowly merged with the figure of the requisitioner. Suddenly, the monstrous blood spread. Suo's pupils disappeared, his eye sockets were full of bright red blood, and his voice became unusually harsh, as if it smelled of blood.

"Man slaughter, crush!"

Suo Ming raised his right hand and waved it. Suddenly, the monstrous blood qi turned into a big hand and shook it at Xiao Ting below!

Xiao Ting took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the next moment, when he opened them again, his eyes were already full of clarity. He raised the unsheathed divine sword in his hand above the top and said softly, "Three thousand swords!"

It was in Xuanyuan Valley that day that the mysterious old man passed on his spells!

I saw that above Xiao Ting's head, the dark clouds suddenly exploded, and wisps of starlight fell, gathering on Xiao Ting's unsheathed divine sword bit by bit, and then, Xiao Ting glanced at the bloody hand that was holding towards him, and waved it lightly.

There were no surging energy fluctuations, and the unsheathed divine sword just carried a trace of black light, and the wisps of twinkling starlight on it, touching the bloody and terrifying huge palm.

Something that stunned Suo Death happened.

The huge palm was just pressed against the small unsheathed sword, and then, wisps of starlight covered every part of the big hand, and the blow that was originally intended to be won turned into nothingness like ice and snow melting.

The blood and qi in the sky vanished, leaving only a jet-black unsheathed divine sword.

"Impossible, impossible......"

Suo Ming looked at the bloody hand that dissipated in the air in a daze, and shouted like a madman: "Impossible! I am already a cultivator in the middle stage of the True Emperor Realm, how can I be defeated by you with one move? That's impossible! Gott~"

Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out of Suo's mouth. Asked for his life by the backlash, his breath began to wilt rapidly, and his face became extremely white.

In a flash, Xiao Ting had already come to his side, and the unsheathed divine sword was on Suo's neck.

Xiao Ting's eyes were cold, and he said, "Say, how do you want to die?"