"I promised to shelter you, but I didn't expect you to be able to do such thaumaturgy, but I am small, and now I believe that with your chance, your future achievements will be extraordinary, and it is predictable to catch up with me or even surpass me.

I didn't expect that an unintentional move would pull someone with such potential as you, which is also a blessing for me. Sean looked at Butian with a smile, his eyes were full of anticipation, as if he wanted to see the day when Butian leaped into a dragon.

Bu Tian smiled shyly when he heard this, touched his nose and said: "The seniors value it so much, but it is also the luck of the younger generation, if the younger generation has a day to take off in the future, he will not forget the grace of the predecessors who have repeatedly taken out protection." ”

When this remark came out, Sean laughed out loud, and his appreciation for Butian was even stronger, and now when he heard the other party say these words of kindness, he no longer took it to heart as he did the first time, but attached great importance to it.

In the final analysis, a person's attention to Cheng dù in the eyes of others is directly related to the value embodied by him, although Sean has a free and uninhibited temperament, far different from ordinary people, but he cannot avoid the subtle imperceptibility of this value law.

Because of the relationship between sucking human blood and restoring life vitality after the transformation of the blood clan, the horror of the Netherworld Thirteen Swords plundering the life potential of the human body is not so deadly to Butian, and some are just a trace of scruples.

After all, for other martial artists, after learning the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld, they have to face the danger of being robbed of their life potential in their bodies all the time, even if they have the intention to avoid it after knowing it and do not use this sword technique, they will be plundered by the strange explosion of the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld until it is exhausted when the five years come.

And the reason why the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld is called a cursed sword skill is precisely because of the fatal level that the person who learns will die in five years, which is equivalent to being cursed as terrible, and the person who learns this sword skill is equivalent to being cursed, and he will definitely die every five years.

People's longevity is limited, under the massive loss of life potential, even gods can't resist it, even if it's a high-level giant, the lifespan is only five hundred years old when it reaches the limit, if you use the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld like the day before yesterday, I'm afraid that if you support it eight or nine times, your longevity will be exhausted and you will die.

"With the dependence of the race's talent and blood transformation, even if the life potential is plundered, even if the longevity is reduced, I can do my best to recover it, but just like this, it will undoubtedly make my future road will embark on a road of no return, destined to kill monstrous, destined to fight in all directions.

And although the transformation of the blood clan solved the problem of Shouyuan, I was not too sure about the evil curse of death in those five years

If the speed of recovering the vitality of life at that time cannot keep up with the speed at which the life potential is plundered, then my final fate will be death. This matter needs to be prepared a little more. Butian groaned inwardly, said goodbye to Sean, and returned to his room.

From Sean, he has learned that his qualification for the peak duel has been reserved, and although he has lost his place in the top four, the last challenge is still there, and as long as he has this challenge, Butian has the confidence to regain his chances.

Tearing off the fur coat on his body, Butian looked left and right at the wounds on his body, and felt quite satisfied.

After Sean's two healing of dead wood and his own vampire physique, the injury recovered extremely quickly. Even the left arm, which had a huge wound and almost cut off a large piece of the belt, was now restored, and the wound showed a new pink flesh color.

The Stone-Devouring Beast's skin armor was corroded into ash after the battle with Clarence, and at this moment, Butian's basic attributes have declined, and although the one-horned rhinoceros trousers and thunder bear boots have been damaged in several battles, they are not too badly damaged overall, and the amplification effect on the attributes is still there.

"The old man Habya still owes me ten requirements, but he can't be too cheap, so that the young master almost died, and this price makes him vomit blood uncomfortably. Before tomorrow's showdown, ask the old guy to send me a Excellence Outfit

Uh, it's just an excellent level suit, isn't it too low" Bu Tian rolled the thoughts of the Yin Man in his heart, and walked to the bed with a wicked smile.

At this time, it was already the second half of the night, and there were less than five hours before the start of the peak duel the next day.

If you don't consolidate it and refine the energy in your body, it will inevitably cause an unstable foundation and be unfavorable for your future development.

Bu Tian is not a man of rat eyes, he will not ignore the various realities in the future just because of a momentary fluke, if he wants to reach the peak of martial arts, there is no room for the slightest slack, although Bu Tian himself does not know whether he is a martial artist or not, because on his personal attribute panel, there is a clear word "none" written on the profession.

Nothing means that there is no profession, but judging from Butian's current situation, he is clearly on the path of martial cultivation, whether it is the cultivation of energy in the body or the skills learned, all of them belong to the type of martial arts, but he does not belong to any profession, even if he is a thief.

Butian also had doubts about this for a long time, read many classics, and even secretly asked Locke, but in the end he found nothing, and then he no longer took this matter to heart, anyway, it doesn't matter much whether there is or not, as long as he has strength, everything else is false

The next morning, it was a rare sunny day, and the rain left on the ground yesterday had formed a thin layer of ice after the cold wind blew overnight, and the sun shone on it, exuding a crystal luster, which slowly melted with the slow passage of time.

At this moment, a column of wagons rolled in under the crowd of lightly armored guards, and the thin layer of ice covering the ground was trampled by the horses' hooves and broken into debris, and then run over by the wheels, trampled by the steady steps of the guards, and turned into a puddle of muddy water in the sunlight, and spread.

In a carriage in the middle of the queue, Sean, Butian, Renault, and Carlando sat in it, after a little midnight of cultivation and consolidation, the three acupuncture points that had just been opened in Butian's body had stabilized, and between the energy flow, the thirteen acupoints were shining brightly, which was extremely dazzling, and even the energy seeds in his body seemed to have a subtle change, slightly condensed.

"Hey, being with you two perverts, it really makes me feel that life is bleak, thinking that I am such a handsome and chic and beautiful young man, I was compared to you two old uncles, and I can't even squeeze into the top ten, it's really blind. In the carriage, Calando's lamenting voice rang out, a voice full of resentment, like a young widow confiding in her unwillingness.

Sean frowned and glanced at Carlando, snorting too lazy to pay attention, as if he didn't like to be disturbed for a moment of silence.

Butian and Renault met each other, smiled bitterly and silently chose to ignore it, leaving Carlando alone to cry and wail.

Since I saw Butian this morning, Calando has completely changed into a commotion, it used to be sullen, but now it has been directly changed to an external commotion, and along the way, it was a complaint, wailing constantly, and calling it unreasonable.

It's no wonder that yesterday he was still seriously injured and fell into a coma, even Shou Yuan was damaged a lot, and his hair was gray, but today, but in just one night, he stood up like a nobody and continued to jump, Carlando felt deeply shocked, and looked at Butian like a Xiaoqiang who couldn't be beaten no matter how he fought.

Yesterday's palm battle, everyone saw it, and they knew that the sword skill that Bu Tian used was the infamous Netherworld Thirteen Swords, and after that, although Bu Tian broke the powerful palm, he himself fell into a coma because his life potential was plundered too much.

No one believed that in a short night, Butian would be able to wake up from a coma and recover the vitality in his body, and no one believed that Butian would come to compete in the pinnacle showdown on the second day.

But what is unexpected is that Butian not only woke up, but also looked in good spirits, and even the aging state that made everyone cold yesterday was gone, although a closer look can still detect a little gray in his long black hair, but this is the remaining trace of this, which makes more people frightened.

Among the remaining dozen contestants, many of them were shocked the moment they saw Butian, and Lauraite, who was lucky enough to win the top four, turned even pale, as if he didn't want to see Butian, even Gaia, even the eleven magistrates, including Elena, all looked surprised and seemed a little incredulous.

Elena only knew about Butian's awakening, but about the back, Butian drank blood to heal his wounds, but she didn't know at all, and while she was surprised in her heart, she tied the key to this matter to Sean, thinking that Sean must have used some kind of means again to make Butian recover like this.

It was under such a lot of attention that Butian's reappearance seemed to be the return of the king, causing everyone's suspicion and shock, until he boarded the carriage and went to the martial arts arena, and there were many eyes observing him, as if he was investigating the reality and reality.

And Carlando's wailing and complaining along the way is actually a way for him to vent his emotions, he is shocked by the speed of Bu Tianhui, and even more joyful, but with his temperament, it is really difficult to say those sensual words of concern, only in this rather funny way can he express his true emotions.

Therefore, although Sean was extremely impatient with Carlando, who was constantly yelling and chattering along the way, he did not reprimand, and Butian could also feel the excitement in Callando's heart, and he also felt warm in his wry smile.