One person, one sword, hard as a mountain of giant palms!

The black mist sword qi rolled like a sea tide, and the bloodthirsty color in Butian's eyes was rich and almost crazy!

The sound of clicking sounded immediately, but it was this ruined giant palm in an instant, and small and dense cracks appeared on its surface, and in a moment, these cracks became more and more, making this ruined giant palm almost stop in place At the same time, potholes appeared on its surface again, as if it had been corroded by black qi sword qi.

"How is this possible...?" Habya III's eyes widened in disbelief, but in the ensuing trace of spiritual power, he sensed that the energy of the giant palm was only on the surface of the surface had been dissipated, and that it still contained strong energy, he breathed a sigh of relief and relieved his heart again.

It was also at this time that the originally paused giant palm shook violently, and a majestic force erupted from it, and Butian bore the brunt of the body shock, as if he was hit hard by a five-fingered mountain, his muscles trembled and torn, and his bones rattled.

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out wildly, Lan Chenjian was almost about to take off his hand and fly away, Butian's face looked a little older, and the rich black qi that covered the entire giant palm was swept by this impact, and suddenly became extremely thin, as if it was about to disperse.

After destroying the giant palm after this shock, the powerful energy contained in it was completely detonated, and the traces that were originally corroded and cracked by the black gas were all restored to the same as before, but the light emitted by this giant palm was also slightly dim at this time, as if it had been worn out a lot of energy.

The bloodthirsty light in Butian's eyes was monstrous, and the last trace of reason in the faint was about to be thrown away, and the black qi vortex in his body spun wildly, and the life potential was absorbed and plundered, and finally transformed into a more turbulent force, ushering in the third outbreak.

The third outbreak, the cost is too great!

Butian's long black hair turned half pale, and his face aged into a middle-aged man in his forties at this moment, this scene fell on the eyes of all the people watching the battle, making them feel shocked at the same time, and their hearts were even more swishing cold.

"What a terrible forbidden technique... I didn't expect him to have such hole cards... But... The cost is too great. Gaia's pupils constricted to a point, and his heart was shocked.

"This son... It's over, and if he uses such a forbidden technique to such an extent, even if he doesn't die, he has no future. The phantom of the gray-shirted old man had been silently watching this game, shaking his head and sighing when he saw Butian's third explosion of exchanging his life potential for strength.

These two people are still like this, the shock that Butian brought to the others can be imagined, Sean is no longer calm at the moment, his face is ugly and terrifying, and the eyes that look at Habia III contain a strong murderous intent.

The forbidden technique of the Thirteen Swords of the Shadow Sect of the Butian Society, even Sean is not clear, although in the previous seed selection tournament in Sparta City, some people recognized this forbidden art, but with Sean's character, he was too lazy to waste his mental energy to listen to the shouts of some people in the audience seats in the process of supervising the competition.

Therefore, at this time, when I heard that the sword technique that Bu Tian had been performing turned out to be a forbidden technique, and I saw with my own eyes the creepy change in Bu Tian at this moment, my heart naturally shook a lot.

The strength explosion exchanged for the third life potential completely fully exerted the power of the tenth sword of the thirteen swords of the Netherworld, and this is also the last explosion of the tenth sword, if this sword is defeated, then Butian will be counterattacked, and most of the life potential will be plundered by the black gas vortex in its body again.

Twenty percent of the whole body attribute of the blood clan's transformation increase, coupled with the three burst increases of the thirteen swords of the Netherworld Thirteen Swords, Butian's combat power at this moment can be said to have reached an unprecedented peak, and the energy in his body has infinitely approached that of a mid-level 4-level martial artist, and the body is comparable to a middle-level 5-level Cunzài, just in terms of physique and strength value, it has reached a terrifying eighty points.

"Break it for me!" Butian's eyes were blood-red, he had already fought hard, desperately to break this palm, desperate to break free from the fate of being slaughtered by others.

The whole earth shook violently, countless cracks could no longer be maintained, and collapsed, and at the moment when the earth collapsed, Butian's body had already soared into the air and rushed towards the huge palm that was violently covered and fell.

In front of him, the endless black qi was tumbling and filling, filling the heavens and the earth, condensing and turning into a pitch-black ghost head several zhang in size, and with the figure of Butian rushing madly, it collided violently with the huge palm that was approaching the cover.

This qiē happened so fast, so fast that everyone was dizzying, so fast that it only happened in the light of light.

The majestic giant palm of destruction collided with the pitch-black ghost prime condensed in front of Butian in an instant, and the two seemed to overlap at this moment, emitting a deafening roar, and the frenzied energy impact collapsed and collapsed more cracks in the ground, forming large and small deep pits.

A great earthquake trembled, shaking the soil layer like a wave, shaking the surrounding crowd of people staggering, shaking the heaven and earth as if they were about to turn upside down at this moment, and to change the heavens and the earth.

There was a clicking sound, and the giant palm that destroyed miè collapsed in the real sense at this moment, and the huge ghost head that was pitch-black collapsed and dissipated together.

At the moment when the condensed object of these two powerful energies collapsed, a raging energy storm descended, rolling up the sand and dust to form an impact that could shake the mountains and mountains, spreading in all directions.

Bu Tian couldn't hold on any longer, and at the moment when his palm was broken, he laughed, and his body was swept out like a kite with a broken string in laughter, his bones were broken, his clothes were broken, and blood stained the sky.

This shock swept in front of Habia III, unable to shake his form, but it set off a storm in his heart. He couldn't believe that his palm was broken, and it was broken by a junior whose strength was only intermediate level 3, and it was broken simply, like a sledgehammer hitting his heart, causing his head to buzz and freeze in place.

"This can't be...!" As Butian's body fell to the ground with a thud, Habiya III roared wildly, his face was hideous, and he was about to strike again as soon as he took a step.

"Stop!" An undoubted old voice came out majestically, followed by a terrifying coercion that swept through the entire martial arts arena and suddenly descended, this coercion was like a heaven and earth, and as soon as it appeared, it suppressed everyone in the arena, so that one of the feet raised by Habiya III did not dare to fall to the ground and take a step forward.

"Venerable..."Looking at the phantom of the gray-shirted old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Habia III, who had reacted, took a step back, opened his mouth in a rather dry tone, and gradually calmed down.

"Do you remember the promise you made?" The gray-shirted old man's eyes were sharp, and he seemed to contain endless stars in them, and his divine light was clear, staring at Habia III and said slowly.

Touching the sharp gaze of the gray-shirted old man, Habya III only felt a sudden tingling pain in his mind, and knew in horror that this was the other party warning him, so he quickly nodded and said: "I remember the promise, I haven't forgotten." ”

"That's good..."The gray-shirted old man's face gradually softened, and then said: "This son not only took the power of your palm, but also defeated your palm, I think he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, but he also saved his life, according to the agreement, you need to agree to him a request within your ability." ”

Having said this, the gray-shirted old man suddenly spoke, as if he had thought of something, and looked at Bu Tian, who had passed out directly after landing on the ground, and then looked at Habia III again, and said with a rather strange expression: "I remember that you had a gambling contract with that kid... And I was invited to be a witness, and you should have made a bet that you would agree to the boy's ten demands. ”

As soon as these words came out, Habya III was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly turned ugly, as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and his heart was both angry and remorseful, and he wanted to kill Butian on the spot, and then slap himself in the mouth.

There are thousands of witnesses present, and there are even more respected Protector Martial Saints as witnesses, as long as Butian is not dead, then he can't run away from any of the things he should have done before, so he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach and admit it.

The gray-shirted old man smiled teasingly when he saw this, and somehow, he had an inexplicable good impression of the bold and eccentric Butian, but this good feeling finally turned into a low sigh after thinking of the other party's miserable end at this time.

For the forbidden technique of the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld, the gray-shirted old man who has lived for at least a hundred years knows very well, and even when the Thirteen Swords of the Netherworld storm swept more than a dozen countries, he also participated in it, and he knows the power and horror of this forbidden technique in detail.

In his mind, when Bu Tian was not afraid of death and cast the tenth sword, his future was already bleak, and the huge loss of life potential not only made Bu Tian no longer have the slightest possibility of advancing in the martial arts, but also made his own life span greatly reduced, and he would not have a few years to live.

Butian's condition at the moment is indeed very bad, the large loss of life potential not only hurts his vitality, but also shakes his foundation, and even his spirit has been hit hard, his longevity has been greatly reduced, and he fell into a coma.

At this time, looking at his personal attribute interface, you can see that his physical condition is already in a state of dying 7%, his whole body attribute has been greatly reduced, and his mental power has directly dropped to a pitiful point.

Sean and Elena had already arrived at the moment when Butian fell unconscious, and a green magic beam shot out from the wand in Sean's hand, and instantly fell on Butian's body, merging into his body like water.

Level 4 Magic - Dead Wood Spring.

With the continuous washing of the green brilliance, the large and small wounds on Butian's body quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, his pale complexion gradually showed a trace of blood, and the many broken bones in his body also began to heal slowly, and the value of the physical condition displayed on the attribute interface jumped and increased one by one, slowly rising from 7% near death, and finally stopped increasing when he was seriously injured at 53%.

But although his injuries were stabilized and he was out of the danger of dying, Butian still showed no signs of waking up, as if his mind had fallen into a complete sleep.