The chain of dozens of blades had just surrounded the beast. The blades had left thousands of wounds on his body in an instant. Pain in every inch of the skin throughout the body. Like ten thousand sharp knives cutting. Even with the perseverance of the beast's mind, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Under such an emergency. The beast couldn't care about anything else. directly cut a gap with the greedy wolf heavy sword. Then he used the "Easy Step" body technique and rushed out quickly.

At this moment, the beast almost used all his strength to escape. The fast speed has reached the pinnacle. Even Huangfu Jin failed to discover the beast's escape in time. But even if the beast was besieged for a moment. The turquoise "wattles" were already stained with blood. Red and green.

"I didn't think you still had a hand hidden. But no matter how fast you run. Can you still get past the "Death Thorn"? Today. I'm going to trample you under my feet. ”

Look at the beast that fled to the other side of the ring in embarrassment. The Emperor smiled. I was smiling very happily. The nasty teenager in front of him was finally about to fall at his feet. Chains of blades flew above his head. There are dozens of red and green lines that swirl around each other. It looks so beautiful.

All the monks in the audience were shocked by the scene just now and were speechless. This is more than they can imagine. There is a monk who can control the sword blade so freely. And the power is so terrifying. Almost all-round attacks. Even the Spirit Armor can't be completely defensive.

At this time, the old guy also came to the audience. It looks like it could rush up at any moment. He stared gloomily at the blood-stained chains. The shock and anger in my heart were indescribable. Even he didn't expect that Huang Fu Jin would have such a terrifying hole card. The beast would have been so badly injured.

The beast's quiet combat power is in the ring. His chest rose and fell rapidly. Rough, shrill wheezing echoed in his earholes. I don't know if it's because of nervousness or fatigue. Or maybe it's anger. If he had escaped a little later just now. I'm afraid it will be cut into a pile of minced meat.

A conspicuous trail of blood stretched across the ring. It stretched all the way to the foot of the beast. Above his body. There was still blood pouring down. It was as if a sea of blood had gathered on the stone surface under his feet. There is also a faint tendency to spill over to the edge of the ring.

The beast slowly raised its head. Scars covered his originally handsome and fair face. Gurgling blood ran down his chin. A pair of eyes redder than blood, excited and angry.

The beast stared at Huangfu Jin's smiling face. Somehow, he smiled the same. A smile from the heart. It's just that his appearance at this time really doesn't show the slightest sincerity. The more open wounds that were cracked by the smile. The blood that flowed. It's really a bit hideous and terrifying.

The beast tore off the honeycomb-like robes from his body. The entire upper body is exposed. Almost every inch there is a wound of the same size. It looks very well-proportioned. If it weren't for the fact that the wound was still bleeding. This criss-crossing picture is not a beautiful art.

With that "hideous" smile on his cheeks. The dense wounds on the beast's body had stopped bleeding between breaths. And the wounds gradually creeped in. Slowly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gradually, it disappeared without a trace.

"This. What's going on. The bleeding stopped so quickly. ”

"His body. The wounds on his body were wriggling. ”

"It's horrible. The wound was alive. It's like maggots. Sky. It's healing. The wound is healing on its own. ”

The monks in the audience were shocked again. Today, I not only saw the terrifying power of the legendary secret arts. Now I've seen a monster guy again. Wounds almost all over the body. In just a few breaths, it was all healed.

At this moment, even the old guys in the audience were stunned. It was also the first time he had seen the beast's strange ability to heal wounds on its own. So much blood was left. Hurt so badly. In the blink of an eye, it has been restored to its original state. This is simply an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

The other side. The battle for the water without a trace is over. With the cultivation of the sevenfold peak of condensation. Coupled with superb swordsmanship like a surging river. Without using the flying sword, he easily defeated the fellow Scattered Cultivation Alliance. But he was a young monk who was a disciple of the Six Elders.

Shui Wuxian looked at the chains of sword blades that swirled above Huangfu Jin's head. His right hand couldn't help but touch his flying sword. I was also envious of this secret technique in my heart. Although it is only based on local attack power. This small blade is much worse than the flying sword. It's clever and changeable. The victory is that you can swarm up. Leave almost no dead spots for attack.

Stared at the emperor with a look of disbelief. The smile on the beast's face didn't change in any way. He stretched slightly. The blood clot, which had already crusted over, suddenly cracked open like a spider's web. They all fell off their bodies. Even on the smiling cheeks.

The dried blood scabs fell like crumbles. on the cheeks. Physically. Drops everywhere. The next moment. A new layer of freshness. White as jade. Skin without any scars is exposed under the eyes. Naked in front of the monks.

At this moment. Almost the entire monk in the martial arts arena focused their eyes on the beast's side. Because the scene in front of me is so amazing. It's even more wonderful than the flying blade. One was covered in blood. A teenager with wounds everywhere. In the blink of an eye, it was like a new life. Once again, he regained his previous handsome appearance.

"Ding. ”

There were countless monks in the ring. But at this time, the silent pin drop can be heard. Everyone quietly watched the strange scene that happened on the beast. That's when it happened. A voice that was not very loud but unusually crisp sounded. It spread almost all over the martial arts field.

As the blood scab falls off, it cleans. On the white and flawless body of the beast. A pale blue ring then fell. Rolling on the blood-stained stone face. After turning a well-proportioned arc, it returned to the feet of the beast. And the tendons that had been cut off did not fall until this time.

The beast bent down slowly. Carefully pick up the quaint and even somewhat old ring. Then he put it on the thumb of his left hand. Only then did he look at Huang Fu Jin again.

"You. What kind of sorcery are you? ”

The emperor looked at the beast, which was already seriously injured, and in the blink of an eye, it was already alive and well, and it was back to good again. Stunned, he subconsciously asked. He spoke. directly expressed the hearts of the monks in the audience. Of course. This does not include Ling'er.

At this time, no one found out. Whether it is the patriarch of the Huangfu family, the Liu family, or even the patriarch of the Zheng family. Almost at the same time, he left his team and slowly approached the ring. Staring at the beast's left hand, it became more and more gloomy. To be exact, staring at the ring on the thumb of the beast's left hand.