After that, visible to the naked eye, Hou Lei's meridians swelled inch by inch, and the exposed flesh between the whiskers was crawling with green tendons like nymphs and snakes, and a majestic breath escaped from his body, which seemed to be undisciplined, and seemed to be beyond his own control. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hou Lei's capable short hair became longer in an instant, scattering and flying, and the cultivation realm around him seemed to have increased several times in an instant, catching up with Pang De, and it seemed that there was a faint momentum of surpassing.

"He also knows secret methods?" Yang Xuan couldn't hide his horror between his words, there were very few secret methods and the like in the cultivation world, and even if there were, most of them were auxiliary methods, and the secret methods for improving cultivation like the two in front of him were almost extinct.

"The situation is a little bad, the current cultivation of these two people is comparable to the realm of first entering the realm of knowledge and Tibet......"

Hearing Bu Feng's words, Yang Xuan nodded slightly, his face solemn, "This Hou Lei didn't have any good intentions when he proposed to join forces, but now it confirms our thoughts."

"Let's wait and see what happens, the flow of secret methods has never been able to last for a long time, when the strength is always exhausted, be careful"

"Well, I want to come here Hou Lei's move is not just to avenge the disciples of the sect, I'm afraid that there are ghosts among them."

The two of them were silent, but the swords in their hands tightened. Pound's pupils were scarlet, and he looked at Hou Lei, who was confronting him not far away, "Is it the same secret method?"

"But if you think that my blood-burning method is just like this, then you are too naïve" As soon as the words fell, Pang De suddenly moved, his body flashed, and he came to the remaining three disciples of the Sword Xuan Pavilion in an instant, and with a slash of the hand axe, the three heads rose to the sky......

They didn't expect this Pound to be so fierce until they died, and they didn't even have time to react, and they died in shock.

The thin blood spurting from the neck rushed out of the height of nearly a zhang, but it strangely did not fall, gathered in one place, formed a blood ball with a radius of one foot, and instantly stopped in front of him, and the blood flowed and surged.

After doing all this, only four people were still alive in the field, Hou Lei's eyes were split, under the premise of using the secret method, the other party still killed the three disciples of his sect unexpectedly, and what was even more hateful was that his perception suddenly did not keep up with his movements.

This is tantamount to a slap in the face, "You really damn it......" Hou Lei's voice became colder and colder, and his momentum swayed violently, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and the coercion of the Tibetan realm covered the entire region, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Hey, hey, it's too late" Pang De laughed darkly, and the huge blood cell turned into a blood mist in an instant, which was absorbed into his body, and the already strong momentum was instantly raised again, completely higher than Hou Lei, with a hideous smile, his eyes locked on a slightly fluctuating space, and he slashed it with an axe.

The cultivation skyrocketed, and it seemed that the Blood Shadow Divine Strike that originally required some effort to release was at his fingertips, and with a powerful blow, the space shook, flashing a sword-wielding figure with green tendons.

"Sorrowful Wind Sword" snorted lightly, with the blessing of the Reverse Yuan Secret Technique, Hou Lei's attack seemed to have increased a lot, as soon as the sword style came out, not only the sound of the wind, but also the fluctuation of energy immediately dissipated, if the person did not move, as if the time here was frozen, it was extremely quiet.

The cold sword light suddenly appeared, and dissipated in an instant, back and forth, making people unpredictable, Pang De's face was slightly solemn, he had suffered a big loss under this move, and now the cultivator of the move is better than before, and the power of the move is naturally doubled, which cannot be underestimated.

"Blood axe rebellion" Pang De drank in a deep voice, and the two hand axes danced into windmills, looking at its appearance somewhat like the technique of chaotic cloak, Hou Lei, who was in a fluttering shape, smiled coldly when he saw this, and the sword style was more urgent, and successfully bypassed the position that Pang De mistakenly thought was the attack point, and a sword slid towards his neck, and the cold light at the blade of the sword flickered.

Seeing that Pang De seemed to miss with a blow, Hou Lei's tone was gloomy, "I didn't expect you to still not grow ......"

"Is that really the case?"

Hou Lei's pupils shrank suddenly, a strong sense of crisis struck, and the breath of death had never felt so close before, "Not good" Hou Lei exclaimed, the blood-colored light in front of him became more and more intense, and the blade of the axe flashed with a bit of coldness, enlarged inch by inch in his eyes.

At the critical moment, not caring about catching a glimpse of Pang De's hideous smile, Hou Lei gritted his teeth fiercely, the sword style did not stop, and the sword of the sad wind suddenly accelerated, and at the same time, he raised his head suddenly, and dodged the hand axe that split his head at the last moment.

Then I only heard the sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh with a "poof", and the two people fighting each other snorted, and their bodies flew out upside down.

Pound had a long sword stuck in his shoulder, and Hou Lei's chest was cut by a hand axe with a deep scar that could be seen in the bone, and the blood was gurgling, staining the silver-white robe red.

"How could it be?" Hou Lei clutched his chest, looked at the other party in disbelief, and accidentally spurted out a mouthful of blood, "You obviously didn't judge the trend of my sad wind sword......

Pound reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword on his shoulder, and pulled it out violently, and the expected bloody scene did not appear, but was accompanied by a creaking sound, and countless tiny flesh buds gushed out from the wound, entangled and intertwined.

Such a situation naturally made the two Bu Yang who were hiding on the side look at the situation in their eyes, and their hearts are inexplicably frightened, and the scene is extremely terrifying, a little beyond their cognition.

With a "dang bang", Pound threw the long sword on the ground, only one hand axe remained, and the other was just attacking but was forced by the momentum and had to throw it out.

"Want to know?"

Hou Lei's expression was fierce, and his whole body trembled non-stop, I don't know if it was caused by anger or excessive injury.

"Pound" Pound sneered again, and the remaining hand axe suddenly turned into a huge blood axe phantom and slashed at his head, "I won't say too much to a dead man......"

Hou Lei's pupils shrank, and without a sword in his hand, he felt a little weak, and in a hurry, he could only use his body to dodge, "Hmph," he snorted lightly, his toes tapped, and his body shifted to the right.

Unexpectedly, as soon as there was a movement, the whole body suddenly tightened, the raised green tendons faded like water, the drumming dantian instantly lightened, and a feeling of weakness and powerlessness came to his mind, "Why at this time?"

Hou Lei's face was gray, and the consequences of the reverse yuan secret technique were extremely serious, which had already made him unable to move, and there was not even a trace of true yuan in his body that could be called, but fortunately, he had dodged before to avoid the vital point of the skull.

Seeing the blood-colored axe shadow splitting down, Hou Lei screamed, his left arm flew up, and a large amount of blood sprayed, but his left arm was cut off by this powerful axe.

Without the True Yuan, the consumption of divine thoughts was too great, and he only had time to let out the scream before he fainted.

The blood-colored energy around Pang De's body shook slightly, and gradually had a tendency to dissipate, his face suddenly returned pale, he staggered, and cold sweat flowed on his forehead, "It's really timely......"

As soon as the words fell, his eyes instantly widened "No" and he turned back suddenly, and a huge blood-colored axe shadow flew out again, attacking the comer.

The cold voice of "making ink" accompanied by the ink spots in the sky suddenly exploded around him, the axe shadow collapsed, the majestic energy came to his body, and the blood of the directly exploded Pang De surged, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated sharply.

"No...... Impossible" He kept muttering, his eyes overflowing with horror, and suddenly, he only felt a strong momentum with a fierce and domineering aura sweeping over, making him a little breathless.

"This ...... The power of the potential?can anyone comprehend?" Just as he was panicking, a huge sword shadow that pierced through the heavens and the earth in front of him was getting closer and closer, and in a hurry, the knife shadow exploded in half of his body, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and suddenly, those disgusting flesh buds appeared again, but they seemed a little weak.

Pound's body fell backwards uncontrollably, fell to the ground, and looked at the two figures holding swords in front of him in a daze, "It's actually you, you're not dead?"

As soon as the words came out, he was a little stunned, "Yes, how could they die...... Damn, I actually forgot about them" said Hou Lei, who looked at the silence not far away with his eyes ruthlessly, and didn't know life and death, "It's all because of you!"

"You yourself can't complain about others" Bu Feng said at the right time, holding a knife with one arm, until Pound, who was in a miserable condition.

"What else do you have now?"

Pound's face was gloomy, and the injuries on his body made him frown in pain, but he didn't make a sound.

"Let's get caught"

"Hehe" weird, Pang De smiled gloomily again, "For the sake of greed, and pretending to be so righteous and awe-inspiring, you are not a little worse than this Hou Lei's acting skills"

Yang Xuan frowned, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

All this was taken into the eyes of Pound, who was carefully observing, and thought in his heart, "They don't know?"

"No, it's impossible, but looking at the change in his eyes at that moment, it doesn't look like it's pretending" Between the thoughts and thoughts, Pound remained silent, and secretly used his mind to communicate with the quaint octagonal compass in the placket.

"Hmph, pretending to be ignorant?"

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, but if you want to delay time to recover from this, then even if you miscalculated" Yang Xuan responded, the cold light at the blade of the blowing snow in his hand was cold, and a faint golden true qi gushed out.

"Abolish your cultivation, what are you going to do?" said that, his figure flashed suddenly, and he swung his sword at an extremely fast speed to stab at the key points of his dantian, and Pang De, who was sitting on the ground, could even feel the slightest coolness in the dantian.

"Boom" The terrifying heat rose again, and he suddenly came to his senses, his eyes were blood-red, and he looked straight ahead, which was somewhat different from before, but his momentum in this outbreak was far inferior.

"Blood Shadow Step" Pang De whispered softly, the rich blood light flashed from the soles of his feet, and his figure avoided the sword stabbed by Yang Xuan at the last moment, and then the misty brilliance flashed, and the figure disappeared instantly.

"Huh, ran away?" Yang Xuan was instantly confused.

"No, here!" At this time, Bu Feng, who comprehended the knife momentum and was extremely keen, discovered the clue, and the majestic knife momentum emerged, slashing towards a space that seemed to be extremely ordinary from the outside.

A peculiar buzzing sound suddenly appeared, shaking the knife attack, and a quaint octagonal compass was revealed at the landing point, and in the gorgeous colorful halo, it was Pound's sluggish and decadent figure.

"What is this?