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The huge lacquer black figure smashed to the ground, and countless earth and stones cracked open. Those resentments and evil spirits filled Xiao Leng's flesh and blood, multiplying his strength.

The dark and shiny muscles burst into flames, Xiao Leng punched Zhao Yifan with a punch, with that terrifying force, once he was hit, Zhao Yifan was afraid that it would immediately turn into meat sauce.

Zhao Yifan was excited, his body was filled with black energy, forming pieces of pitch-black scale armor, and the red sword in his hand shone with fire, emitting a dazzling flame. Xiao Leng's dark and tough body was marked with scars.

However, in the next moment, those wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xiao Leng madly hammered Zhao Yifan who was jumping and jumping, and the speed was getting faster and faster. The ground was still filled with ghosts of resentment and evil spirits being sucked into Xiao Leng's. in vivo.

Zhao Yifan sneered, holding the Hongluo Sword in one hand. He didn't know how to use swordsmanship. The Hongluo Sword was among the spirit soldiers, and it wouldn't be a top-level spirit soldier. It's not that there is no Heavenly Spirit Soldier for him to choose, but he still holds the Red Luo Sword.

He never practiced any kind of swordsmanship, but countless people died under his sword, because the Hongluo Sword was never just a sword to him, it was his belief that he would not admit defeat. After losing to Li You, he had to remember that in this life he would never lose to anyone with the Red Luojian again.

Xiao Leng's huge fist passed through, Zhao Yifan's body, but found that Zhao Yifan was broken like a bubble, the figure of the other party had appeared behind Xiao Leng at some point, the original flame on the sword had turned red and black, and it gradually disappeared. solidified.

The flame of the Destruction Hall releases high temperature and burns and destroys everything, while the flame of the Furious Hall absorbs the temperature and turns the external things into its own fuel. The two flames are cast at the same time to maintain a balance, forming the present. A peculiar sight, the flame solidified on the blade.

"Shuangliuyan!" He whispered the names of the moves everywhere, and the next moment, everyone's sight was deprived, leaving only two black rays of light that flashed by. Dazzling, covering all colors.

In a flash, two intersecting wounds appeared on Xiao Leng's body, which cut him into four pieces, and on the wound, there was a layer of dark solidified flame, as if it was about to explode at any time.

Xiao Leng's body's self-healing power was terrifyingly abnormal. The cross wound healed quickly, leaving only a scar, but the dark solid flames were also wrapped in it.

"Sure enough, your current physical fitness is only increased by external force. It is very rigid and dull, and even you can't fully control it yourself, or you won't cover my flames."

"Those flames must be broken with my Heitian Temple's unique cultivation technique. Otherwise, as long as I touch the formula, it will explode directly in your body, and the power is enough to smash your body into pieces." Zhao Yifan said coldly. .

"Why, are you asking me to admit defeat? I, Xiao Leng, will never admit defeat." The scars on Xiao Leng's body kept shaking, and he seemed to have regained some of the feeling of frantically practicing and fighting, the kind of giving up for the goal. The feeling of taking one's life to practice.

"There is another news." Zhao Yifan held the Hong Luo sword in one hand, and said with a crazy smile on his face: "Your Xiao family is also in the territory of the Heitian Temple. Before coming here, I have sent someone to you. Xiao family."

"Bastard, are you trying to threaten me with the Xiao family?" Xiao Leng was furious, the resentment and suffocation on his body combined with his own inner qi, entangling his body, and even his face had a feeling of green face and fangs, look Going up, the whole person is like the ghost king of hell.

"I'm just threatening, but it's different from what you think." Zhao Yifan said with a wanton smile: "I was afraid that this battle would be too boring, so I made some preparations in advance."

"Although it is not certain that your opponent is you in advance, opportunities are always given to those who are prepared." Zhao Yifan's words were full of malice: "I am not asking you to admit defeat, but I am afraid that you will be intoxicated in the so-called family and forget how to to fight."

"If that's the case, then beat me, beat me to unconsciousness, kill me, and make me lose my life, so that I have no chance to order."

"Otherwise, once you lose, I will immediately notify the people I sent over to raze the so-called Xiao family to the ground, kill them all, and do it." Zhao Yifan said maliciously: "At the same time, I will also Activate the formula to detonate the fire inside your body."

"How is it? Under the pressure of life, family, victory and loss, etc., release all your restraints, unleash all your fighting power, and make this battle a little more interesting." Zhao Yifan looked at Xiao Leng, if in this kind of situation Under the pressure, the opponent still can't really let go of everything. If you have a good fight with him, then it's better for this opponent to die directly.

Xiao Leng looked at Zhao Yifan on the opposite side, feeling the warm blood in his body gradually recovering, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his eyes to look at Zhao Yifan, and said indifferently: "If that's the case, then let's decide the outcome by one move. "

Between the heavens and the earth, countless ghosts appeared from all directions. Chi Baishu's title in this world was Ghost Demon. In fact, his best method was to use these resentments and evil spirits.

The ancestor living in Xiao Leng’s pendant was actually a celestial warrior from the Xiao family hundreds of years ago. At that time, the ancestor of the Xiao family touched the threshold of breaking through the mythical warrior. Although he recognized the difficulty of breaking through, he did not The ancestor of the Xiao family, who was willing to be a **** all his life, chose to make a breakthrough.

According to Lu Li's speculation, the ancestors of the Xiao family exploded all of his physical and spiritual will according to his own artistic conception, forming a mixed energy, trying to use the artistic conception as a blueprint to form a martial arts life.

However, this method is really stupid~www.readwn.com~ In the process of transformation, the artistic conception cannot be maintained, and it will collapse. As a last resort, I can only channel all my mixed energy into a pendant.

It can be said that the ancestors of the Xiao family have succeeded in transforming their Martial Dao life by half, forming a look similar to the Martial Dao Primordial Spirit that Lu Li expected, but without physical support, he cannot exert the true power of Martial Dao Primordial Deity.

How could Chi Baishu not discover the existence of the ancestor of the Xiao family, and it was because of the existence of the ancestor of the Xiao family that he developed his own martial arts and handed it over to Xiao Leng.

According to the experience of the Xiao family's ancestors breaking through the mythical warriors, several people also developed a mythical martial arts trick. Countless ghosts of resentment were all integrated into Xiao Leng's body, and then according to Xiao Leng's artistic conception, a large amount of internal energy was injected into it. gas.

A huge hundred-armed evil spirit appeared behind Xiao Leng, and Lu Li's eyes suddenly lit up. There are some principles of this move that he can learn from and use to improve his Heitian Volume 4, even the one-hundred-armed ghost. Evil spirits are unstable mutant martial arts primordial spirits.

Xiao Leng looked at Zhao Yifan opposite, roaring angrily, and the hundred-armed evil spirit behind him also roared.

"Netherworld Thousand Soul Festival!!!"