With such a capture, when Feng Wanghai's martial arts evolved to the end of the last form, Chu Xiao had already understood it.

The Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter is absolutely powerful, much stronger than all the martial arts he has controlled before.

But Chu Xiao didn't have any desire to cultivate.

Such a martial art is harmful to heaven and harmony, and it should not appear in the world at all!

"Very good and powerful, let me see how powerful this martial art is. ”

However, Chu Xiao would not miss the opportunity to fight against this kind of martial art, and immediately opened his mouth to face off against Feng Wanghai.

"Master, this is unacceptable......"

Feng Wanghai immediately shook his head.

Drills are one thing, hands-on ones are another.

Although Childe was able to be unmoved during the drill, Feng Wanghai did not think that the other party could take the attack of "Blood Slaughter Nine Styles".

Chu Xiao insisted.

Feng Wanghai couldn't, so he had to agree.

At that moment, he urged this evil martial art to attack Chu Xiao.

As a result, Chu Xiao blasted out with one blow and easily took his move.

This made Feng Wanghai look shocked.

Although he released the water with this move, Childe seemed to use Xuanhuang Fist, which was too subversive.

"Do it with all your might, or you won't know how to die. Chu Xiao was very dissatisfied and warned directly.

This time, Chu Xiao's killing intent was not concealed at all.

Sensing the dissatisfaction of his master, where did he dare to be careless, and after taking a deep breath, he shot again.

The fingers are like hooks, and Feng Wanghai blasted out with a blow, and the whimpering sound sounded, like a soul asking for his life.

This hit contained endless killing intent, and it directly locked Chu Xiao.

What's even more terrifying is that this trick floats so much that people can't catch it at all.

But Chu Xiao can.

He did not retreat but advanced, grabbed it, drove straight into the sky in the phantom, and slammed into Feng Wanghai's chest with a blow.

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Feng Wanghai took five steps back, still unable to stabilize his body, and sat on the ground with a fart, "poof", spurting out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't care, his eyes widened at the boss, and he looked at Chu Xiao with a shocked expression.

How is this possible?!

Just now, he urged the first form of "Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter" with all his might, and he was actually defused so easily, not to mention, and he was injured, which made him still not believe that it was true.

""Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter, but that's it. ”

Chu Xiao's words sounded, and his eyes looked at Feng Wanghai coldly, with a high face.

The reason why Chu Xiao did this was naturally to stimulate Feng Wanghai.

In fact, "Blood Slaughter Nine Styles" is absolutely powerful, and if it weren't for his superhuman capture ability, it would have been difficult to take this style.

Chu Xiao wants to see the stronger state of "Blood Slaughter Nine Styles", so he can only do so.

Hearing Chu Xiao's words and seeing Chu Xiao's expression, the wind and sea on the ground suddenly surged.

In this secret room, the smell of blood had already had a stimulating effect on him, and now Chu Xiao's words and expression further stimulated him.

This made his eyes turn blood-red, and the blood in his body was boiling.

And the aura in this space has become more oppressive, and the bloody aura seems to have frozen.

Rumble!

This solidification was broken at the moment when Feng Wanghai made a move.

The solidified aura exploded directly, and it blasted towards Chu Xiao together with Feng Wanghai's moves.

This blow is much stronger than before.

Chu Xiao felt a sense of oppression.

However, at this time, Chu Xiao's state of mind had never been calmer.

The speed at which the Yuan Force Vortex in his body rotated became faster.

At such a speed, Chu Xiao's spiritual platform was ethereal.

The feeling of oppression disappeared in an instant.

Chu Xiao made a hand and slapped it with one palm.

Originally, Feng Wanghai made a move, and the voice of the unjust soul asking for his life was stronger, but Chu Xiao slapped it with a palm, and all the voices were scattered.

It was Feng Wanghai's attack that passed through Chu Xiao's arm and blasted into his chest.

Chu Xiao was not in a hurry, his left hand formed a fist, and a punch was blasted out, directly hitting Feng Wanghai's arm.

If this punch is solid, Feng Wanghai's hand will be abolished.

Feng Wanghai's attack sank suddenly, but Chu Xiao's had already expected it, moving at the same time, and even faster.

Feng Wanghai was startled, and his arm jerked back.

Although he retreated quickly, he was still swept by Chu Xiao's left fist.

The pain makes the wind look at the sea awe-inspiring.

If you take a step slower, your own hands will be wasted.

The "Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter", which he is proud of, has already used two styles, and he is actually at a disadvantage everywhere, which makes Feng Wanghai extremely shocked in his heart.

You must know that the other party's cultivation realm is not as good as him, and he urged the "Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter" to be a crushing situation. But here's how it turned out......

Feng Wanghai was extremely shocked at the same time, but also sighed, he really deserved to be the person chosen by the Heavenly Demon Codex, the Supreme Secret Book of the Demon Gate!

Thinking of this, his heart felt a little better for no reason.

At the same time, he didn't have any burden and went all out.

The third type is a strong shot.

With the support of strong strength, as soon as this blow was blasted out, the blood pools in the secret room were churning, and endless blood filled the space, and Chu Xiao had a feeling that he was in a sea of blood, surrounded by corpses and bones.

He was affected by the vortex of Yuan Force in his body.

At this time, "Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter" showed its hideous fangs.

Chu Xiao found the abnormality, reacted faster, and retreated violently.

This retreat made Feng Wanghai's inevitable blow fail.

When he bullied in again, Chu Xiao had already gotten rid of that feeling.

His eyes were clear again.

Chu Xiao immediately caught the landing point and back hand of Feng Wanghai's blow.

The body did not retreat but advanced, and Chu Xiao shot at the same time.

He made a move, which seemed to be disorderly, and it was useless at all, but at the moment of his shot, he directly blocked the opponent's attack.

The two men's attacks collided with each other with a bang.

In the pool of blood in the corner of the secret room, the blood exploded.

Feng Wanghai's eyes were blood-red at this time, and his body was full of momentum, and he shouted after retreating, and shot again.

He has been controlled by "Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter".

I have to say that this martial art is absolutely terrifying, and the control of qi and blood is even more weird.

Feng Wanghai became his slave at this time.

Chu Xiao's expression was solemn.

Because at this time, it is not Feng Wanghai who is controlling the "Nine Styles of Blood Slaughter", but the latter is controlling Feng Wanghai and using Feng Wanghai to attack.

Such a blow is the most terrifying blow.

Chu Xiao didn't dare to be careless.

The operation of the Yuan Force Vortex in the body was raised to the extreme, and the Yuan Qi spread to the whole body at this moment.

Under such a diffuse, Chu Xiao's spirit can resist stronger.

In the secret room, the blood was like a sea, enveloping Chu Xiao in it, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling sounded, which was extremely permeable.

This is a powerful spiritual oppression, and if the mind is not firm, it will be swallowed up by this oppression long ago.

But Chu Xiao was not swallowed, his reaction was one step faster, and at this time, his eyes were like torches, staring at the wind and the sea.

Feng Wanghai's body was full of blood and blood, his eyes were blood-red, and his face was as hideous as a ghost.