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As soon as he finished speaking, the Desolate Sky Palm directly slapped Ye Ji down, and his figure flew hundreds of meters backwards. A bloody sword spread out in the sky, and fell to the ground in bits and pieces.
Before Ye Ji could fall to the ground, a cloud appeared around him, covering his whole body. The injuries on his body were recovering quickly.
"It's all there!" Sun Xu couldn't help but complain.
But the movement in his hand was not slow at all, and he did not give the opponent any chance. He raised his hand and landed another palm. This time, he used an improved version of the Nine-fold Palm.
The layers of giant palms kept falling down, directly destroying another treasure of Ye Ji and aggravating his injuries again.
Half kneeling on the ground, staring at Sun Xu fiercely, Ye Ji opened his mouth again and spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with some minced meat.
Three sticks of incense appeared in his hand, he lit them without hesitation, and then bowed to Sun Xu.
It was better to leave Sun Yong to chase the poor bandit. Naturally, Sun Xu would not be merciful. He appeared next to Ye Ji and slapped him down.
However, at this moment, Ye Ji suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and a strange statue appeared on the scene with a strange smile on his face. Sun Xu landed on it with a palm.
He immediately opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood. He felt that his internal organs were shaken away, and he dodged out without hesitation.
He knew very well that the palm he had just received was transferred directly to him by his opponent using some means.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on the three sticks of incense. They were almost burned out, and all that remained was blood. It was probably that the other party had collected his own blood.
The statue disappeared, and Ye Ji with a sneer appeared on the opposite side again, still in the same position as before, as if he had never left.
In fact, this is also the case. Ye Ji has always been in that place, and the method he just used was beyond his understanding. The source is the three sacred incense sticks.
As Sun Xu retreated, he waved his hands in the air, and a dense drop of blood appeared in the air and began to circle continuously.
After a few breaths, it spread out to the surroundings, and turned out to be a large formation. Bloody rays of light fell from the sky, completely surrounding Sun Xu.
After feeling it for a while, Sun Xu realized that this formation was actually dragging his soul. If it wasn't strong enough, he might have been pulled out of his body.
The giant ax reappeared in his hand, he slowly raised it and slashed straight down.
A formation of this level could not block such an attack at all. The phantom of the giant axe, which was a hundred meters in size, broke through the formation like a bamboo, and went straight towards Ye Jie.
"The Guizhou donkey is so weak, that's all!" Ye Ji sneered, and without hesitation, he executed a move with both hands. The bloody light in the sky dispersed, and the blood droplets hit Sun Xu like raindrops.
At that moment, Sun Xu felt that his blood was flowing backwards, and his blood essence was somewhat uncontrollable.
With a slight movement of his spiritual thoughts, among the set of swords in ten directions, the upper Qiongqi and the lower Huangquan, representing the lower Huangquan sword, quietly came out.
Ye Ji only focused on the giant ax and did not react at all. Sun Xu was able to command the flying sword while using the giant ax to attack him.
A ball of brilliance instantly appeared on the body, and the shadow of the giant ax collided heavily, annihilating each other, and disappeared without a trace. At this moment, the sword of the underworld penetrated Ye Ji's chest.
The extremely powerful sword energy blasted a fist-sized hole in Ye Ji's chest, and all the internal organs and meridians were severely damaged.
I'm going to die, but I'm not willing to do it.
Ye Ji looked at Sun Xu fiercely. Every disciple of the Blood God Palace had an aura of being ready to defeat everything, and he was no exception. If not for this, he would not be favored by the master at all.
Without hesitation, he took out a blood-colored bead, looked in the direction of the master, and swallowed it in one gulp.
The Blood God Emperor stood up without hesitation and had already left the scene. A trace of loneliness flashed through Ye Ji's eyes in the arena space.
The body instantly turned into a bloody man, and the skin, flesh, bones, hair, and teeth on his body turned into blood, and then exploded, filling the entire arena space.
Even outside the ring space, a blood mist suddenly appeared, with an extremely sinister connotation. If Tianjun hadn't acted quickly enough, he might have caused some trouble.
A figure fell out of the ring space. It was a referee from the Shenhou Realm. He was already unconscious and in a very strange state.
His whole body was covered in blood, and he looked very miserable. Tiny blood beads on his body were still seeping out.
The strong men in the Shenhou Realm have all encountered this kind of encounter. The power of the attack has spread from the arena space. You can imagine what kind of encounter Sun Xu inside now has.
Whether it was the melon-eating crowd or the monks standing on Sun Xu's side, their faces all changed.
The group of Fairy Luoying naturally breathed a long sigh of relief. The boy was finally dead. As for the death of the disciples of the Blood God Palace, what does it have to do with them?
"Three Heavenly Lords, please take action to stop everything that is happening!"
"The arena space has been destroyed. Even if I take action, I can't guarantee that the people inside will not be harmed!" When Qingyue Tianjun spoke, his face was full of solemnity. It was obvious that the scene in front of them had exceeded their expectations.
Even a monk in the Shenhou realm cannot become a monk. Sun Xu is a monk in the Chengding realm. Why is this not making things difficult for him?
It really makes people feel a little unworthy that such a monster genius should die due to such dirty methods.
It's useless, even the three heavenly kings are helpless, what can the others do!
Behind Fairy Luoying, God King Qiongying swayed and almost fainted on the spot, but managed to hold on.
"Believe Xiaoxu, you can't kill him with such despicable methods!" Qi Jiuzhong's steady voice sounded, and several people in the Jiuzhong Hall were a little confused.
After hearing this, he quickly calmed down and completely returned to his original appearance.
Whether it is life or death, there must always be an answer. Everyone is waiting for the next change in the arena space, whether Sun Xu will reverse the situation or die tragically on the spot.
Different people are waiting for different answers.
Sun Xu, who was in the blood mist, felt very uncomfortable at first, but soon felt the joy of the blood dragon, and it wanted to come out.
His consciousness swept through the arena space, and Sun Xu took the initiative to destroy it to prevent the three Heavenly Lords from taking action and exposing the existence of the blood dragon.
It transformed into a foot-long little dragon and squatted on Sun Xu's shoulder, swallowing the blood mist in big mouthfuls. Sun Xu could feel that the little guy was getting stronger quickly.
The energy in the blood mist was getting less and less. After almost half an hour, the blood dragon burped and returned to the Yuanhai to sleep.
Sun Xu's body was covered with a faint layer of blood mist, and milky white flames began to burn around him.