Chapter 372: Black blood

At the next moment, I screamed at the endless cold, and the anger was raging out for thousands of years. The place where the anger passed was frozen for thousands of miles, and instantly the battlefield ground was brought together with those swords that were not broken. Frozen.
"The sword dashed into the sky!"
Seeing this, the sky wave suddenly trembled all over, and all the true energy and sword energy merged, turning into a divine sword, straight to the endless cold.
Under the combination of man and sword, in the void, countless small sword awns appeared at any time, and the sky was sprinting like a million swords.
"Seal again!"
Han Wuyao was shocked, his whole body was agitated, and the raging ice was soaring again, covering all sides of the battlefield.
boom! boom! boom!
Jianguang and the ice continued to collide, the sword gas was vertical and horizontal, and the cold air was invading. For a time, the fierce fighting made everyone breathless and stared.
boom! boom! boom!
In this battle, the cold and boundless ice system obviously restrained the sky waves. The two were evenly matched and kept on attacking. The figures were like electricity, swords flashing, and three breaths were less than ten.
But it made the battle more fierce and thrilling. I couldn't see who was better.
Han Wuya's three consecutive losing streak did not indicate his incompetence, but the three people he met were all very powerful, and Tianlang and other top ten talents in the last session, except for Wuji, Tianlang and Huo Kou and others are not much different from him.
However, it is no luck that Tianlang can get the third place in the last 100 of the imperial list. It is also the real combat power.
clang! clang! clang!
Soon, the two suddenly slashed a few swords. At this time, the gap between the two's strength finally appeared.
In the first few battles of Han Wuyao, the heart of martial arts was loose, but Tianlang was sharp and unparalleled. After a long battle, Tianlang gradually controlled the battle.
After more than a dozen moves, Tianlang completely occupied the advantage, and Han Wuya was again at a disadvantage.
laugh!
On the battle platform, the two held swords against each other, their bodies flashed relative to each other, and a gleam of blood bloomed from the space where the two's bodies intersected.
Everyone stared, and saw the position of Han Wuya's heart, and a blood hole appeared. Although it was only three points into the flesh, no bone was seen, but blood spewed out like a spring.
Obviously, this sword, Tianlang has left his hand, otherwise ... it must be a sword through the heart!
"Cold endless, you lost!"
On the battlefield, Tian Lang was still expressionless and said lightly.
Han Wuya heard the words, his face was blue, his whole body was trembling, originally, after three years of hard work, his strength improved rapidly, practical and square. In this battle of the imperial list, his fighting power is higher than Tianlang
However, the first few losses have greatly affected his mind ...
In particular, they lost to Baiyi Women and Chu Yan, the two new warriors, who hit him hard.
The master has tried too much, and even a breath or a look can change the battle, so ... he lost!
Subsequently, the two ended and the next battle continued, but Ye Dingtian battled the white-women, brother and sister battle!
An accident, but not too surprising, was that Ye Dingtian abstained from voting directly, and did not even get on the stage, so he chose to admit defeat!
In the next war, Chu Yan did not fight against evil ...
On the battlefield, Chu Yan tried his best to urge the sword intention, the tornado swept across, and Jianling Xiaotian, stirred up the air on the battlefield and the evil spirit of Mo Xie.
A thousand steps away from the opposite side, Mo Xie frowned, and his face was dignified. However, Chu Yan's sword qi was unexpectedly completely suppressed by his evil spirit.
Although the sword is the king's soldier, he has a lot of righteousness in his own right, but Mo Xie encountered such a strong sword spirit like Chu Yan for the first time.
This is not to blame Mo Xie, who is Chu Yan, who is an anti-Sky man with a beast and a soul, and there are five heads at a time, each of them carrying the mighty supreme power of Tian Wei, which naturally makes Chu Yan's body. With strong heaven and earth righteousness.
Mo Xie's cold eyes looked at Chu Yan trembling. For the first time in his heart, there was a sense of crisis like thorns in the flesh. The breath of Chu Yan made him feel that this man was his natural enemy who restrained himself.
Therefore, the blood and fierce light in Mo Xie's eyes continued to rise. He secretly determined that if Chu Yan could not be killed in the battle, even after the battle of the King List, he must find a way to kill Chu Yan, otherwise, wait for Chu Yan. Growing up will definitely threaten you.
"Xian Sha Qian Tu Zhang!"
Thinking of this, under the mask of Mo Xie Guisha, the red pupils flashed, the blood of his body soared into the sky, and his hand was blasted out.
Suddenly, a huge red and black palm print rolled up a cloud of wind and wind and rolled towards Chu Yan.
Seeing this, in the world of Chu Yan's knowledge of the sea, the gate of the first floor of the tower hall opened suddenly, a tall shadow like a mountain, holding a golden fork, in the dark mist of the sky, two blood pupils shot two red beams of light like the eyes of the sky .
Luosha's virtual shadow was in front of the tower hall, roaring again and again, the black air flowing out, revealing beyond the sea world.
Obviously, the evil spirit of Mo Xie is the same as the dark hall that Chu Yan encountered in the Tiandang Mountains last time. The evil spirit like the tide is a great supplement to Luosha Xingying. Thing.
However, Chu Yan certainly would not use "Luocha Lianyu" to deal with Mo Xie, a sword ... enough!
"cut!"
Chu Yan was standing on the battle platform, and Haotian Sword came out of the sheath instantly. The bright silver awns, such as the Tianguang Shendian, illuminate the sky, a sword waved, and the silver awns spread across the sky ...
laugh!
Jian Guang passed by, like the sun shining in the sun, and the huge red and black palm prints burst into pieces like water bubbles, and Jian Guang surging surgingly, still straightly cut to Mo Xie.
Huh!
Chu Yan didn't wait for Jian Guang to be cut off, his body was violent, and eight gas and sea in his body were running at the same time.
"Thirteen Swords!"
Between the heavens and the earth, a thunder appeared, and Lei Guang was the sword light. With the rolling thunder, it opened up like heaven and earth, and rushed out. A sword with a length of hundreds of feet shook the heaven and earth and thunder, and shot fiercely at Mo Xie. .
At this time, Mo Xie had just shot Chu Yan's first sword light. I didn't expect that the second, more horrifying Thunder Sword body had been killed. Immediately, the whole body's hair exploded, his back was chilled, and his scalp became numb. .
Exactly, in the endless battle of the previous battle, only by looking directly at Chu Yan's sword can he truly understand its terribleness.
Huh!
Mo Xie didn't think about it at all, and walked away. He didn't want to resist the sword at all, and chose to avoid it.
call out!
The next moment, Mo Xie, who flew back, did not stand firmly yet, and another sword light split, blooming in front of his eyes.
This sword is completely invisible, as if suddenly jumping out of the void, when it appeared, it was in front of Mo Xie.
"Not good!"
Mo Xie was frightened, his face turned wild.
The sword came so suddenly that it was too late to dodge.
"Give me ... broken!"
Mo Xie sighed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Raising his palm and banging, two red and black palm prints greeted the elegant sword light.
In the next breath, the imaginary sword light suddenly changed, like a leaf, facing the palm wind, shaking left and right, and inadvertently passed through the roaring palm wind, straightly chopped in Mo Xie's body Angry.
Huh!
Really burst, the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh suddenly sounded.
Huh!
As Jian Guang ran across his body, Mo Xie panicked continuously and retreated thousands of steps away from Chu Yan.
At this moment, above the left shoulder of Mo Xie, a slap-long sword mark, although not badly wounded, had a long flow of blood.
At this moment, everyone was suddenly shocked, staring blankly at the ground under Moya's feet ...
A drop of Yin red blood dripped from Mo Xie's wound, and when it fell to the ground, it was a black blood flower splashing.
Black ... black blood!