Six Paths Nightmare Palace

Chapter 8
"Bastard! To use the secret method of self-destructing blood essence, you will be completely finished in the future. But it is still delusional to want to use this method to hurt me." Zhong Jinkui obviously did not expect the opponent to fight, and immediately used desperate means, first of all Startled, then furious.

He suddenly slapped the jade pendant on his waist, and there was a sound of dragon roar, from which a phantom white dragon phantom flew out, lashing out towards Xuehong.

A thunderous bang!

As soon as the Jiaolong Xuying Fang came into contact with the blood rainbow, he was immediately pressed to retreat, and his body size quickly shrank in the flash of light.

Zhong Jinkui witnessed this scene, snorted, and his hands blurred for a while.

Immediately above the handsome young man, there was a wave of void, and green vines appeared in the sky, quickly interweaving and shuttling, turning into a huge green net in a blink of an eye.

"Fuluo Gillnet!" Zhong Jinkui shouted lowly, spread out his five fingers with one hand, and pressed the opposite void.

A burst of gray light circulated on the surface of the large green net, giving birth to gray thorns that fell down viciously.

Seeing this, Zhong Yun raised his head without saying a word, and sprayed several globules of blood essence out, bursting open with a "bang bang" sound, turning into a cloud of blood and rising into the sky, making the green gillnet unable to fall. .

At this time, the white flood dragon phantom was already fighting with the blood rainbow, and it shrunk to only half its original size.

Zhong Jinkui saw this scene, his face was really ugly, after cursing "I don't know whether to live or die", he rushed a little higher in the sky with one hand.

As a result, Zhong Jinkui's mana consumption can be imagined.

However, the handsome young man, supported by the Blood-burning Dafa, still had a steady stream of mana, without any weakening of the momentum of rest, and even with a low roar, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and his figure was like a crossbow arrow and shot straight towards the opposite side. .

"Go to hell!"

Seeing this, Zhong Jinkui was overjoyed, his wrist flicked, the copper ring on his finger flashed, and a huge crescent-shaped wind blade spurted out, about to cut the oncoming Zhong Yun in half.

Zhong Yun faced the giant wind blade, his eyes were ruthless, but his waist was twisted, and his body was slightly over half a foot at an incredible angle, without any intention of slowing down.

"Crack" sound!
Even though a layer of white aura appeared on the body of the handsome young man, the giant wind blade was obviously extremely sharp. After a flash, an arm was easily cut from the shoulder.

The young man took this opportunity to pounce in front of Zhong Jinkui, shouting "Blood Primordial Hand", the other intact arm instantly thickened, and a scarlet fist slammed into the opponent in front of him.

It all just happened in the blink of an eye.

"not good!"

Although Zhong Jinkui's mana is not weak, he has not much experience in fighting people. Facing the young man's desperate means of self-mutilation, he was obviously caught off guard. into a group.

With a loud "bang", Zhong Jinkui's body suddenly appeared with a golden shadow of a giant bell. The scarlet fist hit it, and the flesh and blood burst open. Even the exposed white hand bones were instantly broken into several pieces. cut.

However, after blocking the fatal blow, Jin Zhong phantom also collapsed and disappeared in a flash.

The man in the white robe in the sky saw this situation, his eyes flashed, and the palm in his sleeve that he wanted to stick out, shrank back slightly.

"The golden hood, this is the golden talisman drawn by my father, and it can be inspired by itself. Haha, Zhong Yun, your kid is dead." Zhong Jinkui, who escaped from death, laughed wildly with joy.

At this moment, a scene that no one could have imagined appeared.

The handsome young man, who seemed to be seriously injured and had no more power to attack, suddenly opened his mouth, and a bloody arrow spewed out.

At such a close distance, the blood arrow struck Zhong Jinkui's face firmly with a lightning speed.

Ah, a scream!
Looking at the situation on the field again, Zhong Jinkui rolled over and fell to the ground with his hands on his face, rolling in unbearable pain, like killing a pig.

After Zhong Yun spewed the bloody arrow, not only did most of his breath drop immediately, but his face, which seemed to be old, also aged seven or eight years in the blink of an eye. hated opponent.

The people watching around the arena were already stunned, most of them were shocked by Zhong Yun's ruthless means.

The result of this competition seems to be far beyond everyone's expectations.

"Certainly!"

At this moment, a white halo suddenly appeared on the handsome young man's body, tightened instantly, and fixed his body in place.

Then, the forbidden light curtain around the ring disappeared in a flash, and the man in the white robe lowered his arm solemnly and slowly landed on the ring from the air.

At this time, the three instruments that were still fighting in the sky fell to the ground with no urging from the master's mana.The green gillnets and blood clouds that were suspended in a stalemate turned into bits of aura that dissipated on the spot.

"Hmph, for a competition, you actually used this kind of sorcery that destroys your potential lifespan. Even if you win this competition, Zhong Yun, you will have no future at all, but this kind of bravery is worthy of the clan. Respect one or two. Well, you can go down and reattach the broken arm." The man in white robe said to Zhong Yun, and then he emptied the handsome young man, and the white ring on his body also disappeared in a flash.

"I……"

Zhong Yun, who regained his strength to move, looked at Zhong Jinkui who was still screaming on the ground, and wanted to say something unwillingly, but the next moment he suddenly swayed a few times and was about to fall on the ring.

"Whizzing!"

It was too late and it was too fast, two figures, one from the left and one from the right, supported the handsome young man, it was Zhong Shen and Zhong Tu.

"Brother Shen, why are you here?" The handsome young man looked at the two of them and forced a smile.

"Why bother for a woman!"

"Third, you did a good job."

Zhong Chen and Zhong Tu nodded one, shook their heads and sighed, and said different words respectively.

This made the two look at each other for a while, and then both laughed bitterly.

Then, Zhong Chen let go of his hand, and went over to pick up the broken arm and the long sword on Zhong Yun's arena.

After the three of them pleaded guilty to the white-robed man, they hurriedly left the arena and went to the pharmacist in the clan to connect the broken arm in time.

Strange to say, no matter Zhong Yun's broken arm or shoulder, the wounds were only blurred with blood, but no blood was seen.

The man in white robe then looked at Zhong Jinkui, who was still screaming and rolling. He sighed and announced loudly that Zhong Yun had won this competition. Then, with a flick of his sleeves, a large piece of rays of light flew out, and he took Zhong Jinkui to break through the air and left. .

Although this heir was severely injured, he finally did not lose his life, and the healing of the injury did not affect his future cultivation.

The many disciples of the clan in the arena started to talk about it again, and they were all amazed by the speed and tragic results of this competition.

Only Murong clenched his hands into fists, his face extremely pale and motionless.

Next to him, the two concubine disciples who had been talking to him all the time were farther apart, and they looked like water and fire on this woman.

(End of this chapter)