All public and private grudges are settled together. Ying Feiyang pretends that he has lost his hearing, ignores any words, opens the Killing God Sword Chapter, and only wants to kill thousands of blood.

Just now he was in a situation of ice and fire, his mind was restless, and his swordsmanship was not up to par. Now he calmed down, his sword energy was rampant, his evil intent was fierce, and he displayed the power of the sword. Xuewanlan was suppressed on the spot and was forced to fight again.

I was also speechless.

Seeing this, the goddess Ling Xin couldn't help but blush, alerting herself to her lapse just now, "Yes, at this moment, how could I be so ignorant..." But deep down, she was secretly glad, even though she was the one in the scene.

Mei Chaizi made Ji Yaoyue jump with anger, but in terms of relationship, Ji Yaoyue was still one step ahead. If Ying Feiyang was really forced to speak out, wouldn't she lose all her advantages and turn victory into defeat in an instant? The goddess of heaven

Ling Xin gave up when she saw the situation was good, returned to the original strategy, and stalked Ji Yaoyue.

Three of the four people on the stage left, and only Ji Yaoyue could not sing. At this point, the farce ended, and the dispute over the Book of Heaven, which had gone further and further away, finally got back on track.

After several rounds of battles, the bloodshed felt exhausted. Although Shura Dao Kung Fu was best at fighting against the odds, it was difficult to make up for the absolute gap at this time.

What shocked Xue Wanlu even more was Ying Feiyang's cultivation at this time. He could feel it. Not to mention that his injuries were not healed yet. Even when he was at his peak, it would be difficult for him to resist Ying Feiyang at this time.

"Asura Dao is known for being brave and good at fighting, but Blood Dao Master, your performance... is not satisfactory. In terms of age, Mu Zixuan and Ji Fengming are comparable to you. You can't compare to the dragon and phoenix of these two people.

But be careful, it won’t be long before you are overtaken by guys like Ying Feiyang who are younger than you!”

Before the Battle of Heavenly Book, that damn Hu Li once said such words to him. At that time, these words were like a nail pierced into Xue Wanlu's heart, making him gnash his teeth and filled with resentment. At that time, he secretly swore

He must prove his strength in the battle of the Heavenly Book and let those who look down on him swallow these words back.

But now, these harsh words seemed to have become an unacceptable fact for him, making him feel that every time Ying Feiyang struck with his sword, he was severely slicing his face, cutting his pride and self-esteem into pieces.

It was broken into pieces and fell to the ground to be trampled on by others.

"Impossible, how can he defeat me!"

The boy who could only escape hastily under his own gun two or three years ago was now so suppressed that he had no power to fight back. He couldn't accept the bloodshed, and he was even more unwilling to admit it. He was unwilling to accept it, and his anger turned into a fighting spirit.

The Shura Kung Fu that was pushed to the limit came out violently!

Then he saw Xue Wanlu abandoning his defense to attack, and with a bet, the battle Shura Dharma appeared behind him, and his anger turned into a monstrous spear light, and the blood spear, which was magnified dozens of times, pierced and flew forward.

"Well done!" Ying Feiyang shouted, flew into the air, and accepted the move with great enthusiasm. He came out with the Zhan Zi Jue, and the huge sword energy cut through the rock above his head and slashed straight towards the tip of the spear!

The two forces clashed, and the broken space-time cracks around them made a sharp and ear-piercing explosion.

However, they saw that after a moment of stalemate, the superiority and inferiority were separated. The long sword split the spear light from the middle with irresistible force like chopping firewood. Shura's war energy dispersed on both sides and collapsed thousands of miles. The long sword had already slashed towards Zhan Shura's Dharma.

"Ka-chi-" The majestic and ferocious Shura Master was as vulnerable as paper under Ying Feiyang's sword, and his response was shattered, only giving Xue Wanlu time to withdraw the gun.

With the sword approaching, Xuewanlu quickly gathered his remaining strength, and the spear changed from a straight thrust to a horizontal block, and was placed above his head.

There was only a sound of gold and iron clashing. The blood spear could barely block the sword, but it could not withstand the sword's power.

The strength of the sword was unparalleled, like Mount Sumeru pressing down on him, making him breathless. He could only feel the energy and blood squeezing and colliding in the oppressed meridians, trying to find an outlet, and finally atomized and sprayed out from the pores all over his body.

Finally, his knees buckled and he hit one knee into the ground.

"What...what kind of magic are you doing? How do you have...such...power?" Xue Wanlu was so ashamed and angry that he couldn't believe it. He squeezed out these words from his mouth while vomiting blood.

"You don't even know about magical powers, Blood Dao Master, are you going to sleep through the battle of the Heavenly Book?" The battle of the Heavenly Book has come to an end, and only the blood of thousands of people has not yet learned to control the magic. This kind of marginalized performance should be raised.

He never missed the opportunity to ridicule him to vent his resentment.

"You..." Xue Wanlu was so angry that his energy and blood surged, and his Dantian suddenly became cramped. At the same time, his true energy was rising again, and there was only a "pop" sound. Xue Wanlu could no longer hold on, and fell to his knees on the ground.

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In a state of embarrassment, with his majesty shattered, Xue Wansu raised his head and saw that his former prey was now looking down at him. The unbearable humiliation made him so angry that he almost fainted from anger.

"I can't lose, except you. I am the only one who doesn't want to lose to you!"

The boundless anger turned into a will not to admit defeat. Xue Wanlan bit the tip of his tongue to wake himself up, but the scenes from a few months ago flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

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"Tao Master, you went to the Scripture Pavilion yesterday and read through the Barrier Moon Forbidden Code?" In the practice room, Xue Qianqiu said to him with a solemn expression.

"Are you spying on me again?"

"I care about you!"

Xuewanlu snorted coldly: "I am the Shura Taoist Master, and what I do does not need your permission!"

Xue Qianqiu's face was ashen and he said: "You don't need my permission? Do you know what you are doing?"

Xue Wanlu said indifferently: "I know that the Xue family can control the Shura Dao for generations because of the 'crazy blood' passed down through the blood. Those with crazy blood are uniquely gifted people. They can activate it through forbidden methods."

Crazy blood can explode with power far beyond ordinary, and this method is recorded in the Zhanyue Forbidden Code."

"Blessed by nature, that is for those whose crazy blood has not exceeded the limit." Xue Qianqiu said fiercely, then patrolled the surroundings cautiously, and lowered his voice: "But it is a curse for you! I changed your identity for you, why?

Just to bury this secret forever, are you planning to reveal it all now?"

"I've seen all the secret techniques, and it's no big deal. Besides, I've never lost control in the past thirty years. Even if it really activates the crazy blood, I'm confident that I can control it."

Xue Qianqiu laughed in anger and said: "Can you control it? Our ancestors once had this confidence, but if you can really control it, how did the Shura Blood Tribulation break out five hundred years ago? If you can really control it, since then, the blood

In the past five hundred years, every new baby born in our family has been born, killing the female and leaving the male. What’s the point? We have been killing each other for many generations, and we have shed blood and tears from generation to generation. Before this, where did you get the confidence?"

Xue Wanlu's face changed, he struggled for a moment, and then he said stubbornly: "Now I am the only one whose crazy blood has exceeded the limit. Even if I really lose control and fall into madness, the disaster caused by me alone will be limited, and it is impossible for Shura Blood to happen again.

Such a tragedy as this calamity, and besides, there is you, uncle, in the Shura Dao. If I lose control, you can kill me without any delay!"

"Kill you? I raised you with fear and raised you to the position of Taoist Master, just to kill you?" Xue Qianqiu's eyes can spit out fire, "Besides, I suspect that you are not the only one who has crazy blood and has exceeded the limit.

One, if the pull between blood lines leads to that dangerous person, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Xue Wanlu was shocked when he heard this and asked: "I'm not the only one whose crazy blood limit is broken like mine. Is there anyone else alive?"

"I'm just guessing, there is no confirmation. I hope it's just my unfounded worries. Don't ask more questions." Xue Qianqiu shook his head, and then said solemnly: "I know that Hu Li's words make you feel harsh, and I also know that the Battle of the Heavenly Book

It makes you feel heavy pressure, but using crazy blood is like drinking poison to quench your thirst. Remember, you must not take any chances!"

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I remember that day, Xue Qianqiu took great pains, and finally made Xue Wanlu unable to bear the entanglement, and agreed to him, but now——
Chapter completed!