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Chapter 55 The style of that palm

"We'll see."

Chen Ling slowly wiped away the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

The blood elixir in his body was running wildly. During that rapid operation, a stream of heat suddenly poured into his body from inside the blood elixir.

"This is the power of the essence and blood of the sky-swallowing beast."

Chen Ling was shocked.

Sure enough, fighting or breaking through beyond the limit can prompt the remaining essence and blood of the Sky-Swallowing Beast to merge with me faster.

Then let's fight.

With a sudden burst of excitement in his eyes, Chen Ling licked his lips and stared at Gu Linhai provocatively.

boom!

A red brilliance suddenly rose from Gu Linhai's body, burning like a flame, burning more and more intensely, and finally merged into his sword along his hands.

The three-foot green front was burning with flames, blazing and dazzling, revealing a terrifying sword intent.

Gu Linhai said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, any sword technique will increase in power if it comes into my hands. This sword is a Xuan-level intermediate martial arts technique, Chiyang Sword Gang."

"There are three perfect blood elixir warriors who have died under my sword, and you will be the only high-level blood elixir warrior."

Strong murderous intent surged out overwhelmingly, intimidating everyone.

Deacon Lu frowned.

"This Gu Linhai actually has murderous intent." Although the Moving Mountain Sect is weak, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. If the other disciple is killed here, Baizhan Villa will also be in huge trouble.

Deacon Lu's eyes flickered and he stared at the two of them intently. If Gu Linhai really wanted to kill him, he would take action immediately.

At this moment, Gu Linhai was completely angered and had murderous intentions.

"Chiyang Sword Gang."

boom!

Gu Linhai clenched the sword with both hands and slashed it down suddenly. The long sword in his hand suddenly turned into a three-meter-long red giant sword and slashed towards Chen Ling in the air with terrifying power of destruction.

This sword, with its substantial sword intent, was so fierce that it cut a red-white mark directly into the air, sucking out all the air. The strong explosion of energy shook the air in the martial arts arena like an explosion of water waves.

"Chiyang Jian Gang, this is Brother Hai's signature martial skill. Not many people at the perfect level of blood elixir can block it."

"Although that kid is weird, I don't believe he can block this sword."

"Chiyang Sword Art is an intermediate Xuan-level martial skill. Brother Hai's bloodline can amplify the martial arts of the sword. The power of this sword technique in Brother Hai's hands is almost as powerful as that of a high-level Xuan-level martial arts. I'm afraid that boy will be killed by Brother Hai's sword.

It will be troublesome if you kill him."

"Hehe, with Deacon Lu here, he will definitely take action at the critical moment. Although the Moving Mountain Sect is weak, it would be bad if someone dies here."

The young people next to Mo Cai'er all had sneers on their faces: "That kid will be crippled even if he doesn't die."

Only Mo Cai'er frowned, seemingly deep in thought.

She always felt that Chen Ling was not that simple, even Gu Linhai's terrifying sword was enough to hurt her.

Over at the Banshan Sect, there was silence.

The power of the sword made Du Shan and others tremble, filled with fear.

"Gu Linhai's strength is more terrifying than imagined. Can Junior Brother Chen stop him?"

silence.

The sharp sword stabbed Chen Ling's skin so hard that it hurt.

Facing Gu Linhai's ferocious face, Chen Ling took a deep breath.

roar!

With a roar in his heart, he took a step forward and held out his palm.

At the same time, blood lines appeared in his body, vibrating violently, and the strands of blood power burned rapidly, turning into violent power and mixing with the true energy.

"Blood explosion."

He waved his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and suddenly grabbed the terrifying sword under everyone's astonished eyes.

"Is he stupid?"

The crowd was stunned.

In the eyes of everyone, Chen Ling's actions were undoubtedly asking for death.

That is Jian Gang, a Jian Gang that is comparable to the power of Xuan-level high-level martial arts.

Grasping with hands?

"Boy, you want to die...ah!" Gu Linhai laughed ferociously, but in an instant, his mouth opened wide, as if a duck had a giant egg stuffed into its mouth.

Click!

The burning sword suddenly broke apart, turning into pieces inch by inch, including the long sword in Gu Linhai's hand.

Chen Ling's big hands were covered with blood, but his face showed a biting sneer.

"Blow it up for me again."

boom!

The blood in the body is burning again.

Click!

The blood in his body exploded again, and the terrifying power swept out. Gu Linhai screamed in pain and staggered backwards, his palms were bloody and bloody, and blood spurted out.

"hiss."

Deacon Lu straightened up suddenly and took in a breath of cold air in disbelief.

This son...

There was dead silence in the whole place, and the crowd was sluggish.

In this scene, it was obvious that Gu Linhai was seriously injured.

Chen Ling had an absolute advantage.

How is this possible?

"It doesn't seem to be very good." Chen Ling said calmly.

"Hiss...ah, how is this possible? You are just a high-level blood elixir, how is this possible?" Gu Linhai stared at Chen Ling in disbelief with his eyes split.

That gaze seemed to want to cut Chen Ling open to see what it was made of.

"Do we still want to fight?" Chen Ling asked.

"I don't believe it, fight." Gu Linhai looked ferocious and roared suddenly, an unspeakable fighting spirit burst out.

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed.

"He is indeed one of the best geniuses in Baizhan Villa. At this time, he still has such a terrifying fighting spirit."

"Boy, I admit that I was mistaken. You are much stronger than Lei Shuo." Gu Linhai ignored the bloody palm and stared at Chen Ling with a cruel smile on his face.

"However, this time, I don't believe you can even block my bloodline."

Bloodline?

Chen Ling's pupils shrank. Could it be that this guy has also awakened the soul of blood?

"Bloodline, hiss, this guy actually pushed Brother Hai to this point." A young man with a high level of blood elixir whispered in a trembling voice.

Mo Caier's delicate face was full of shock.

The previous scene filled her with horror, but deep in her beautiful eyes there was a layer of deep excitement.

That's fighting spirit.

"Go, Bloodline Sword."

Gu Linhai pointed out, and with a roar, an illusory sword shadow about a foot long shot out.

This illusory sword shadow transcended the limitations of space and was instantly in front of Chen Ling.

Chen Ling's expression changed drastically. This seemingly plain sword shadow made him feel a crisis coming from his soul.

Second only to Qi Zhan’s Bloodline Soul.

This is not Bloodline Soul.

This is just a special bloodline condensation.

Bloodline cannot be condensed and manifested before awakening the bloodline soul, but some special bloodline can do it.

"Swallowing Sky Beast, wake up."

Chen Ling's eyes widened, and a violent light appeared in his eyes.

With a big hand, he swept it out hard.

At this moment, everyone is watching.

"Damn it, is this, this kind of aura fluctuation, really..." Deacon Lu suddenly stood up, his voice trembling.

Click!

The collision only made a faint sound of breaking.

The sword shadow was shattered and destroyed, and it had no ability to stop it even for a moment.

"No."

Gu Linhai's ferocious face was completely frozen, he opened his mouth to spit out blood arrows, and screamed miserably. He was frantically contracting the power of his blood which was severely shattered.

"How could I not teach you a lesson?"

Chen Ling smiled strangely, feeling that the power of Gu Linhai's bloodline was about to be withdrawn the moment the sword shadow shattered. With a thought in his mind, he activated the Devouring Power.

call out!

A stream of blood power was swallowed directly into the body.

He only swallowed about one-fifth of the power. (To be continued)


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