Chapter 90: A Hundred Consecutive Victories and Killing, Gathering Exercises to Regain the Dao Body [5]

Sarcasm, shock, appallation, numbness, awe!

An ant lying on the ground will not notice anyone passing by, but a rabbit will attract the attention of many people when it appears on the road.

However, a giant dragon is entrenched on the road, and people who come and go will only bow their heads and worship them, and dare not be disrespectful in the slightest.

At this moment, Yang Yi is the divine dragon coiled on the road, coercing and intimidating the world, and the momentum makes people worship.

With one victory after another, he has won eighty-nine consecutive victories, and as long as he kills eleven people, he can win the title of 100 consecutive victories.

"No. 1 Blood Battle Table, Yang Yisheng!"

"Do you want to continue?"

The same voice sounded from time to time, and every time it sounded, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Go on!"

Yang Yi is like a Buddha who has entered the meditation, standing on the bloody battle platform, neither happy nor sad, the ancient well is not wavering, only the cold voice sounded from time to time.

Airplanes!

The shield on the Blood Battle Platform trembled slightly, but there was nothing on the Blood Battle Platform.

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows, and his divine sense was also released, enveloping the entire Blood Battle Platform, but to his surprise, he didn't find the enemy.

This discovery also made him more interested in this unknown enemy.

Since you don't want to show up, then I'll force you to come out.

Yang Yi sneered in his heart, and with a flick of his fingers, he saw a firelight burst out of his hand, and at the moment when the firelight shot out.

The entire Blood Battle Platform was covered with endless edges, and as soon as the flames swirled, they turned into a three-foot-long flame long knife. With a thought, the flame knife split into two, two into four, and four into eight...... Eight transformations.

In an instant, the Blood Battle Platform was shrouded in dense flame long knives, and the blazing temperature and pressing edge were filled on the entire Blood Battle Platform.

As soon as the handprints were pinched, these flame knives continued to spiral, and the flames around their bodies burned and the blades were surrounded.

However, even so, no one was forced out. This result also surprised him.

He who did not believe in evil was consumed like this.

Mo made it past the time of a stick of incense. Suddenly, the space behind Yang Yi trembled slightly, and in an instant, a blood-colored long sword was seen, passing through the void and stabbing directly into Yang Yi's back.

Ding Ding Ding!

A sound of gold and iron sounded, and at the same time, a battle armor also appeared on Yang Yi's body, but the blood-colored long sword fell on the battle armor, and sparks splashed everywhere.

"Not good!" Wu Wu secretly snorted, and wanted to leave, but unfortunately, he was still one step too late.

Yang Yi stabbed backhanded, entangled Wuwu, and at the same time, the Sky Flame Knife was also pressed towards Wuwu in unison.

Seeing this, Wuwu also dispelled the idea of stealth, only to see his body twist, dodging Yang Yi's attack, and at the moment when his body rolled, there was also a palm-sized pitch-black gourd in his hand.

"Boom!"

With a light snort, the poisonous gourd exploded directly, and immediately, a pitch-black smoke appeared, and as soon as the smoke came out, it rolled towards Yang Yi, and it was also mixed with countless dense poisonous needles.

After Yang Yi felt the poisonous needle, the lotus flower in his eyebrows also flickered, knowing that it was not good, his body flashed into the Bizhu Tower, but at the moment he left, he also detonated the flame knife.

Suddenly, I heard the continuous sneering on the bloody battle platform, and as the flames burned, the ink mist poison needle was also incinerated.

After a few breaths, Yang Yi appeared, and the moment he appeared, the blood-colored long sword appeared on his chest again.

Poof!

The long sword didn't enter his body, but as soon as it pierced less than an inch, the sword body couldn't get an inch, and Yang Yi's left hand probed, as fast as lightning, but it was about to grab Wuji's right hand.

Then, with a gentle tug, a scream was heard.

But it was the right arm that was torn off by Yang Yi, and drops of blood kept falling towards the ground.

As soon as his right arm was lost, Wuwu's figure was also completely exposed in front of Yang Yi, and at this moment, Wuwu was looking at him with resentment on his face, and his eyes were selective.

After Yang Yi saw that there was no trouble, he was slightly stunned, because this person's cultivation was only in the late stage of Jindan.

However, even so, he did not relent.

Dare to come here, it can be seen that this person is still lucky, but he can't be forgiven.

Swish!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure appeared in front of Wuwu, and as soon as he grabbed it with both hands, he lifted Wuwu, and then, with a wrestling of his arms, Wuwu was divided into two, blood and internal organs poured on the ground, and the disgusting bloody breath was also diffused.

The red blood sprayed on him, setting him off like a demon from hell, especially the pair of eyes that were extremely indifferent, which made people feel frightened to the touch.

"No. 1 Blood Battle Table, Yang Yisheng!"

"Do you want to continue?"

"Go on, but I have one request, the last ten people will go together, I don't want to waste any more time!"

As soon as this statement came out, no one was surprised and took it for granted.

Yu Tao nodded towards the person who arranged the bloody battle, and saw the shield of the bloody battle platform tremble, and then, ten people appeared in front of Yang Yi.

After seeing the ten people, Yang Yi changed his normal behavior, turned his hand and took out a blood-gold long knife, and swung it towards the ten people.

Airplanes!

A sword dozens of zhang long appeared in the sky, and it was also imprinted with Taoist lines, which was extremely mysterious.

The moment the sword was born, I saw that the bloody qi on the blood battle platform was converging towards the sword, and in the blink of an eye, the sword became materialized, and then swept towards the ten people.

Where the sword passed, the space also trembled violently, and a trace of tiny black cracks could be faintly seen.

After the ten people felt the power of the sword, their faces changed greatly, and they wanted to dodge, but they found that the space of the blood battle platform was limited, and no matter how they dodged, they could not escape the attack of the sword.

At the moment of their lives, the ten people also let go out, shouted together, and at the same time sacrificed their magic weapons and captured Yang Yi together.

Looking at the ten magic weapons flying towards him, Yang Yi stood indifferent, as if he hadn't seen it.

Closer, closer!

Seeing that Yang Yi was about to be shattered by the ten magic weapons, a huge devouring vortex suddenly appeared in his chest, and the ten magic weapons also involuntarily flew towards the devouring vortex.

In an instant, the ten people lost contact with their natal magic weapon, and their hearts were implicated, and blood spurted wildly from their mouths. The aura on his body was also chaotic.

At this time, the sword mang also came, and when he heard a snort, he saw ten people being divided by the sword.

Suddenly, the blood flowed like a river, the minced flesh flew all over the sky, and a strong bloody aura also rose from the entire Blood Battle Platform.

One move, ten people are destroyed!

Yang Yi also completed a hundred consecutive victories, and the scene was silent at first, and then cheered.

"No. 1 Blood Battle Table, Yang Yisheng!"

At this moment, the bells also echoed in the Blood Battle City, ringing a total of thirty-seven times, which also meant that Yang Yi was the thirty-seventh winner of the Hundred Battles in the Blood Battle City. (To be continued.) )