Chapter 362
Shui Qianzhu and Yun Chenjue sat side by side, naturally feeling the shock from both sides just now.

So Shui Qianzhu hurriedly transmitted the sound:

"Did you feel something too?"

Yun Chenjue nodded immediately, with a serious expression.

"Just when Gui Chezi swung the knife in his hand, the sword in my sea of ​​consciousness shook, as if resonating."

Shui Qianzhu was startled when he heard the words, and then quickly told the situation on his side.

"Do you still remember when we went to Ye's house, I took a long black whip with me?"

Yun Chenjue's bright eyes flashed in surprise.

"Did it also resonate?"

Shui Qianzhu nodded: "Although I don't have a contract yet, it does vibrate violently in space."

While the two of them were deep in thought, the two on the stage had already started a fierce competition. You came and went with me, and the dark evil and dead energy filled the sky, and even Shui Qianzhu felt the depression. Coupled with their strong cultivation bases, the disciples in the arena began to turn red and feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Zhan Yuan and the other referee shot out one after another, enclosing the entire Bidoutai with the enchantment released by the formation plate, and the oppressive feeling was blocked in an instant, allowing everyone to breathe.

The two of you come and go, so far they are on par.

In addition to suppressing Gui Chezi's consciousness with the pupil technique, the Blood Prison has various sorcerers emerging one after another. The whole person is like a hell devil who only kills and has no emotions, pressing every step of the way without giving an inch.

Gui Chezi doesn't seem to be as vicious as the Blood Prison's methods, but the broad knife in his hand that has been transformed from death energy has never been weakened. No matter what magical attacks the Blood Prison uses, as long as he His death can keep up, and he can use the demon sword to instantly defuse the opponent's attack.

Everyone also paid attention to the shape-changing knife in Gui Chezi's hand, naturally including the bloody prison where he was fighting bloody battles.

He suddenly put away all his attacks, but the pupil technique was still there. Those extremely strange blood pupils stared at the broad knife in Gui Chezi's hand for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice:

"What kind of weapon are you using?"

The corner of Gui Chezi's mouth curled into a wicked smile, and he replied unhurriedly, "This is not a weapon, it's just an illusion."

"Hmph, do you know what I'm asking? I just want to know, what kind of weapon is this?"

Gui Chezi chuckled again, his eyes flickered:
"Can't you see it? It's naturally a knife, and it's used for evil cultivation, so it's naturally an evil knife."

Hearing the words, Blood Prison frowned and stared at Gui Chezi closely.

He naturally knew that it was an evil knife, but others might not feel it. As the person who faced the frontal attack, he felt it the most. In the shadows, he felt it.The real body of this phantom knife is at least an artifact!
Gui Chezi just looked at him first, and didn't intend to say anything, and Blood Prison is not someone who breaks the casserole and asks the end. He already had a judgment in his heart, so he decided to use delaying tactics. Knives don't last long.

After a brief silent confrontation, the two fought fiercely together again in an instant.

Shui Qianzhu's star eyes in the audience suddenly froze, and found that the breath of the Blood Prison had changed. The original swift attack became weaker, but it was able to restrain Gui Chezi very well, and began to move around tactically. Walking around, with their ghostly body skills of the Blood Fiend League, his figure quickly became elusive in the strong mixed air of death and evil, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

Naturally, Gui Chezi also saw the change in Blood Prison's tactics, and there was a haze between his brows.He was suppressed by the opponent, and the further the game was dragged, the worse it was for him.

The situation gradually turned to the favorable trend of the blood prison, and Gui Chezi gradually became exhausted.

The cultivation base of the Blood Prison already overwhelmed Gui Chezi, and he activated the pupil technique all the way, which put a long-term pressure on Gui Chezi's soul power, and he soon showed fatigue.

At this moment, the blood in the prison's eyes suddenly became bloody, and he jumped up and launched a melee attack towards Gui Chezi in an instant, and came behind Gui Chezi with his bare hands.

Gui Chezi let him get closer, and when he was hit hard in the abdomen and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was also slammed into the air.

Gui Chezi is good at long-distance combat, and close combat is not good for him. In addition, he was already unable to do what he wanted. He was beaten by the blood prison's heavy punch and his body was unstable. After flying backwards, he slid on the ground for tens of meters Just stopped.

puff--

Another mouthful of blood was spat out, staining the open space in front of Gui Chezi red.

He resisted the severe pain and wanted to stand up, his palms on the ground were already stained red with blood, his trembling hands supported his body, and he stood up little by little.

"Are you still fighting?" In the distance, Blood Prison had already put away its pupil art, and those eyes, which were empty and as black as ink without a trace of light, were staring at Gui Chezi.

Gui Chezi gritted his teeth secretly, his thin lips were stained red with blood, but in fact his lips were already pale and bloodless, he suddenly evoked an evil smile, lightly patted the dust on his body, and said hoarsely:

"I lost."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the waiting area. The figure looked a bit lonely. If his body entwined with lifeless energy was ignored, this appearance really made people feel disgusted, and more sympathetic and distressed.

Shui Qianzhu frowned and retracted her gaze, suppressing the slight change in her heart.

Gui Chezi dragged his injured body to the waiting area, walked straight towards Shui Qianzhu, and finally sat down next to her.

Shui Qianzhu just frowned slightly, while Yun Chenjue's eyes sharpened, and a chill rose all over his body instantly.

Gui Chezi could feel that both of them were a little disgusted by his arrival, so he just frowned and chuckled, put away a trace of disappointment and unwillingness in his heart, and returned to his former appearance.

"Aren't you welcome to sit here?"

This question was asked by Shui Qianzhu, but she just glanced at him indifferently without answering, while Yun Chenjue squinted and gave him a look full of murderous intent, and said coldly:

"Don't act in courteous death."

Gui Chezi chuckled, looking for death?

It's ridiculous, I didn't think it before, because he rarely walked out of the stronghold of evil cultivators, but this time he came out, he felt it very clearly, no one welcomes them here, those eyes that look at them, there is disgust and hatred in fear, just like The him back then, the one who hadn't yet joined the cult.

Shui Qianzhu was very sensitive to emotional changes, and sitting next to Gui Chezi, she immediately felt the loneliness and loneliness coming from him.

She frowned slightly and glanced at him, the Qing army's delicate side face was a little blocked by the long hair, and her eyes were also drawn under the brows, she couldn't see clearly, but the breath on his body made her feel strange .

Are you sorry?Regret being evil?
If someone is like the high priest, even if they fail miserably, they will never show such lonely and lonely emotions. They don't deserve this kind of emotion.

(End of this chapter)

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