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Eight hundred and twentieth chapter sparring master

"How do you know about the Blood God Sect?"

The middle-aged man who was reaching out to grab Chu Ye's neck suddenly stopped, with a hint of panic in his expression.

Blood God Sect.

These three words seemed to touch the most sensitive nerve in his heart, forcing him to pay attention.

I thought these three words were the biggest secret in his heart, but I didn't expect that they would be exposed now.

This psychological shock forced him to stop.

However, the middle-aged man raised his head and met Chu Ye's eyes that said, "Sure enough," he said.

"You lied to me!"

The middle-aged man was furious.

"Why are you so angry? Isn't your action just now obvious enough? Your identity has been betrayed a long time ago, otherwise you would be so anxious to kill people and silence them. What I am struggling with is just whether you are the so-called Blood Evil Sect.

, he’s just a member of the Blood God Sect.”

While Chu Ye was talking to the middle-aged man, his hands behind his back made a series of spells with very small movements but very quickly.

Zhen Xiuming stood behind Chu Ye. He was originally very worried about Chu Ye's safety, but when he saw Chu Ye's actions, he suddenly woke up.

Taking advantage of the middle-aged man's absent-minded moment, he took a few steps back to protect his son, and was carefully on guard.

"It seems you know a lot."

The middle-aged man has calmed down.

No matter what, the fact that the kid in front of me can say the words ~Blood God Clan proves that he is not an ordinary person. You must ask him where he got the news about the Blood God Clan.

A blood-red vortex appeared in the middle-aged man's palm.

"However, no one has ever been able to refuse me the news I want to know. Since I know that I am a member of the Blood God Sect, I should know how to control the human body and the hearts of the people. But our strength is that you can't be tough in front of me. Obediently tell me what you know.

Say it all."

Control the body, control the heart.

Chu Ye remembered these eight words in his heart.

At the same time, the hands behind his back suddenly stretched out, and his index fingers flicked.

"I'm sorry, I'm your special case."

The giant level six formation was triggered by Chu Ye's spell and began to tremble again, and the tremor became even more violent.

Only this time, there was no ice pick or suction, but it suddenly expanded violently, directly covering the middle-aged man and Chu Ye.

The blood-red vortex in the middle-aged man's hand had clearly hit Chu Ye. Just when he was in joy, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

When he took a closer look, he realized that the Chu Ye in front of him was simply a phantom formed by the formation.

"Damn it!"

Array mages, these weird guys, have completely different methods from ordinary warriors.

It's really tricky.

"Do you think it's great to have a formation? No matter how powerful the formation is, it can be broken with force!"

The middle-aged man himself did not understand the formations, but he knew that besides asking the formation master to break them, he could also use brute force to break them.

The middle-aged man had just swallowed a blood bead formed from Emperor Wu's blood. It was the time when his cultivation level was at its highest.

A black spear suddenly appeared in his hand and pierced directly into the formation on the side, causing the formation to vibrate violently.

"Hahaha! This formation can't trap me at all."

Seeing the formation shaking, the middle-aged man looked happy and stabbed out again.

"Boy, I want to see how long you can last as a turtle?!"



"Boom boom boom!"

The formation was constantly vibrating, and Zhen Xiu Ming was a little worried when he looked at the middle-aged man attacking crazily in the formation.

The weird scene before really scared him a bit.

Moreover, the aura of a half-step Martial Saint in a middle-aged man is absolutely unfailing.

He may not be able to completely break this giant six-level formation, but he can use his super force to destroy part of it and escape from the formation.

"Master Zhen, don't worry, he is not in my eyes yet."

Chu Ye comforted Zhen Xiuming and let Zhen Xiuming and Zhen Wen continue to stay on the boat. However, he left the boat and came to the middle-aged man.

"Boy, I thought you were going to keep pretending to be a coward, but I didn't expect you dared to come out. You are so courageous! To reward you for your courage, I will give you a good reward when the time comes."

"You are so loud. Now that you are already a fish on my chopping board, you still want to catch me."

A black long sword appeared in Chu Ye's hand, which was the Black Dragon Sword.

"I haven't had anyone to practice with me during this period, and my hands have become itchy. I'll use you as my training partner."

In recent days, his cultivation has improved a lot, but he still has no chance to take action. Now this middle-aged man has arrived just in time, allowing him to let go and have a good fight.

The middle-aged man simply doubted what his ears heard, a formation master of the sixth level of the Martial Emperor.

He actually challenged him, a half-step martial arts master?!

However, before he could say anything else, Chu Ye already held the black dragon sword and stabbed him quickly.

At the same time, Chu Ye's aura continued to rise, reaching the peak of the Martial Emperor's ninth level in an instant.

"It turns out there is still something to rely on."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "However, becoming a Half-Step Martial Saint is not as simple as you think."

It's a good thing that this kid is too big. It's just a good opportunity to catch him and get rid of the embarrassing situation of being trapped by the formation.

However…

The middle-aged man's spear collided with Chu Ye's black dragon sword, but he only had a slight upper hand.

The force on the long sword on the opposite side was unexpectedly strong, and there was no clue that the boy was an array mage who should be weak.

Continuously cultivating the immortal golden body not only improved Chu Ye's physical defense, but also made him far more powerful than warriors of the same level.

It can withstand the Nine Dragon Transformation and also allows him to use stronger moves.

It's just a pity that since entering the Martial Emperor's cultivation level, the power of the Nine Dragon Transformation has become very small.

In the past, every change could elevate him to a small realm, and under Nine Dragons, he could elevate to an entire large realm.

However, after reaching the Martial Emperor, it takes about two changes to reach a small level.

Only under Kowloon can it be possible to advance to the five smaller realms.

Chu Ye once asked Brother Long why this happened, but the answer he got was...

The level of the Nine Dragon Transformation is only the earth-level advanced secret method, and the Emperor Wu is already at the limit of the Nine Dragon Transformation.

If you want to be able to use secret techniques to improve your cultivation level in a short time when you become a Martial Saint or even a Martial Lord in the future, you can only look for more advanced heaven-level secret techniques.

Heaven level secret technique!

Chu Ye naturally doesn't have it yet.

However, the current Kowloon Transformation is still enough to deal with the middle-aged man in front of me.

In a short period of time, Chu Ye fought dozens of times with the middle-aged man.

It wasn't until he felt his arms were numb and almost unable to hold the Black Dragon Sword that he stopped fighting and re-hidden into the formation.

"Where have you been, kid?"

The middle-aged man's anger disappeared everywhere he saw it, and he couldn't help but roar angrily.

However, Chu Ye didn't care about the middle-aged man's shouts and just silently recovered from his injuries in the formation before appearing in front of the middle-aged man again.

"Old guy, I'm here again! Let's do it again!"

This time, Chu Ye fought with the middle-aged man hundreds of times before he finally stopped and returned to the formation again.

After doing this for more than ten times, the middle-aged man finally realized it.

This kid really used him as a training tool.

I really treat him as a sparring partner!


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