After Chu Ze finished speaking, even the disciples of Beiyuan Sect were very surprised by this sword. The sword without any spirit actually wiped the opponent's neck. Everyone in the sea of blood was shocked by this scene. Their jaws were already like those of a dead person.
With a sudden strike of sword, he actually killed the true elite of the Blood Demon Sect.
And this sword is not a wonderful sword technique, it is just a casual stroke, so the remaining explanation should be the problem of the sword. There is a sea of blood and no one cares about the death of the junior brother. After all, the friendship between the masters in the evil way is not important.
What is going on? But then these people come on stage.
A weak voice seemed a little unfamiliar with speaking, but it suddenly sounded: "There is something wrong with Chu Ze's sword!" This voice ended all discussions. Looking at this person who was closest to the elders, no one dared to object.
The **** in the middle of the sea of blood was noncommittal about this, but his claws were numb. It seemed that Chu Ze was indeed only breathing. Even the **** did not notice anything strange after hearing Chu Ze's provocation.
It is said that **** also has a sense of luck in his heart.
The momentum in the sea of blood is also surging. There is only one breath left. It should be no problem to strike from a distance. **** coughed lightly: "Twenty-six, go ahead and strike!" All the breaths were full of envy but could only do it.
I'm envious. As a disciple of ****, Twenty-Six naturally has special privileges.
A skinny man stepped directly onto the high platform and looked at the dying Chu Ze. He sneered: "The twenty-sixth blood stone from the outer sect of the Blood Demon Sect will take your life!"
The disciples of the Beiyuan Sect also protested one after another, but were directly stopped by the strong men who maintained order. As soon as Xue Shi finished speaking, he hit Chu Ze with one blow and was directly knocked away to the other side of the competition platform.
But what made everyone dumbfounded was that Chu Ze's breath was weaker, but he still breathed more out and in less. The blood stone suppressed the doubts in his heart, and a strange long sword in his hand moved lightly, leaving only an afterimage on the ground.
, when the long sword was about to reach Chu Ze, a soft murmur fell in Xue Shi's ear.
"The great road is ruthless and the power of God is active, and the blood magic method does not exist in it." Blood stone's eyes flashed with horror, and a strange wave suddenly exploded next to blood stone's body, but it was completely silent. Blood stone fell directly in mid-air and spurted out.
A mouthful of blood.
Without even a trace of spiritual thought escaping, it hit Chu Ze's carelessly discarded long sword. There was a burst of blood and there were more dead souls on the competition stage. Chu Ze stood up slowly and felt thankful in his eyes.
It was also a difficult and dangerous battle. The battle with Blood Stone seemed easier than the battle with Xue Ming, but in fact, the blood stone was also extremely wary. It was only when Chu Ze induced a trace of divine power that the blood stone's spiritual consciousness was in a trance for a moment.
Tianwei indeed has special restraint against these evil ways. Even the ruthless way will respect the word ruthlessness. However, these evil ways and evil ways only value themselves and respect their own strength. Tianwei has the strongest restraint against such people.
For example, Chu Ze's trace of heavenly power does not have much effect on other monks, but it is the most fatal blow to Blood Stone. Chu Ze suppresses other thoughts, his purple face also has a hint of horror in his words.
ridicule.
"Do all the people in the Blood Demon Sect like to commit suicide? It's really scary. These senior brothers like to use their lives to teach their junior brothers. It's really touching, but let's forget about this teaching." What he said can be considered very sincere. If the corpse at his feet was removed, perhaps
It's the clan's wedding.
But these words now sound like endless ridicule. The face of the **** in the sea of blood is also as if she is mourning. It’s nothing to bring out a disciple who is damaged, but being so insulted is the first time that the Blood Demon Sect has experienced it in so many years. Even a blind man can’t help it.
It can be seen that Chu Ze's behavior is pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
But this real pig is probably a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect. Although he was angry after hearing Chu Ze's ridicule, he didn't dare to let the disciple go up again. Even if Chu Ze's weird methods were...
I'm a little confused, and besides, these disciples are just like a carrot and a trap.
Moreover, even if some disciples were told by this ****, they would not listen to the instructions and would not obey at all. The few breaths that came close to **** were a little bit impatient. **** sighed and could only use disciples now.
His life was replenished, even if he used his disciple's life heap to kill Chu Ze.
"Seventeen up!" He chose a disciple with a humble background and said coldly.
A silent figure soared into the sky and landed in front of Chu Ze. A huge sickle was inserted between the two of them: "You don't need to know my name when you are alive. You don't deserve to know my name when you are dead. I hope to have a real battle with you. You just need to know my name."
You need to know my code name Seventeen."
This person's figure was very thin, and he was not wearing the blood robe of the Blood Demon Sect, but tattered clothes. However, the awe-inspiring fighting spirit surrounding him also shocked Chu Ze. With this fighting spirit, Chu Ze was shocked.
Ze no longer pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. This person's aura is not only beyond the evil path, but the indifference of the aura is true indifference. Not only is he indifferent to all things, but he is also extremely indifferent to his own life.
Chu Ze showed his Luanyun Sword and his eyes were helpless. With a straight face, Chu Ze also straightened his robes to face his real opponent and bowed to Qi Shiqi gently: "Chu Ze, the outer sect of Beiyuan Sect, invites you to fight."
Although it was a fair fight this time, if the Yijian vs. Sickle was from a long range, Chu Ze might suffer a loss, but such a close range sword still has advantages.
Shiqi looked at Chu Ze's face and understood what Chu Ze was thinking: "You don't have to think that there is no fairness in the world of cultivation. Moreover, the sickle is not necessarily weaker than the long sword, and the suppression of you in the martial arts arena is gradually increasing.
"
Chu Ze also felt this, but this suppression was completely blocked by the chaotic space: "Thank you for giving me time to recover..."
Chu Ze's words extended for a breath, and his body flashed, appearing a few feet away and looking at the giant scythe that suddenly came. Chu Ze laughed loudly: "It's really extraordinary!" Chu Ze escaped the attack of Seventeen One and was also with Seventeen Pull.
Driving some distance.
"The shadow of the sickle covers the sky!" came a shout. The huge sickle, which was two people tall, actually stirred up a blood-colored whirlwind under Shi Qi's dance. In a short period of time, Chu Ze could not get close to it.
Silence flashed in Chu Ze's eyes, and his aura suddenly changed as he faced the bloody whirlwind with his sword: "Ruthless Sword Intent!" A sad aura suddenly enveloped the entire competition arena.
The sadness in it even moved the eyes of Shiqiu inside the whirlwind. Feeling the sadness, Shiqi murmured: "The half-swordsman of Beiyuan Sect is not right, this is Lin Jinglan." The ruthless sword intent was added to Shiqi and he waved.
The speed of the giant scythe also slowed down.
"People are ruthless." Chu Ze sighed softly from the bottom of his heart. The long sword appeared in front of Shi Qi's eyebrows. The aura around Shi Qi's body gradually weakened. He only had to advance one inch and the battle was over. But at this moment, a sudden change occurred...