Full level ruthless person.

Chapter 464 Tiger Spirit
These words sound scary and arrogant!

Of course, Sheng Jinrong is qualified to say this.

He is half a step away from reaching the realm of seeing all living beings, and is only one step away from promotion.

Not to mention, the martial arts he practiced was the "Bladeless Blood Breaking Art", which was much higher in rank than Han Yechang's "Infernal Blood Transformation Divine Art".

This "Art of Breaking Blood Without Edges" is one of the unique skills mastered by Blood Gentleman, and it is only passed on to his true disciples.

Fang Zhixing chuckled and said calmly, "Brother Sheng, in terms of cultivation talent, you are not as good as me.

But you are luckier than me. You have an uncle named 'Sheng Shixiong' who is the true disciple of Xue Junzi, so you benefit a lot from him.

Just relying on this little bit of nepotism, you can do whatever you want, bully other disciples, and act tyrannically. You are so arrogant! "

"Hahaha~"

Sheng Jinrong laughed wildly and said disapprovingly, "Junior Brother Han, why didn't I realize before that you are such a wonderful person.

In our practice, strength is what matters. I am stronger than you, so you should respect and honor me. It is only natural that I can use and control you at will!
Why are you talking about nepotism here? It doesn't matter if I have connections. Connections are also part of strength. Do you have them? If you don't agree, you can also try to build connections!"

Fang Zhixing nodded and said with a smile: "I have already established the relationship."

Sheng Jinrong frowned slightly and asked with a crooked mouth: "Oh, who did you sell your ass to?"

Fang Zhixing walked forward slowly, his expression changing rapidly.

A brand new face appeared in Sheng Jinrong's eyes.

"You, who are you?"

Sheng Jinrong was suddenly shocked and stood up with a splash, causing ripples in the blood pool.

Fang Zhixing replied calmly: "Han Yechang has been killed by me, but the person he hates the most is not me, but you, Sheng Jinrong, so I came to help him! Kill! You!"

Sheng Jinrong was furious and shouted, "You are looking for death!"

He stirred his hands in the blood, and the blood began to ripple violently, emitting a cold scarlet light.

This scarlet cold light seemed to be substantial, as if it had some incredible magical power. When it shone on a person's body, it made their blood boil.

For a moment, the female corpses hanging upside down in the hall began to twitch and scream miserably under the illumination of the cold scarlet light.

Fang Zhixing was the first to be hit head-on by the cold scarlet light, and his whole body shuddered.

"Blood-breaking Light, special effect: blood is corrupted, pain is doubled!"

Sheng Jinrong stood in the blood pool, activating the Edgeless Blood-Breaking Technique, releasing a huge force of destiny. Using blood as a guide and light as a medium, he blasted out one severe disaster after another.

Wherever the scarlet cold light shines, even if you are an immortal, you will suffer from the terrible sepsis, your body pain will worsen, and no medicine can cure it.

"Well, this killer move is indeed quite something..."

Fang Zhixing trembled his body, and with his strong six-star physique, he withstood the scarlet cold light without any problem.

"This, you..."

Sheng Jinrong was stunned and looked puzzled.

"Blood-Breaking Light" is his only awakened explosive skill. It is mysterious and can greatly weaken the enemy's blood and reduce its combat effectiveness.

Normally, when he used this "Blood-Breaking Light" skill, the enemies would all feel extremely painful and turn pale.

Fang Zhixing, however, showed no change, as if he was completely immune to the "Blood-Breaking Light".

impossible!
It's impossible!

Sheng Jinrong didn't believe it, and he frantically stirred the blood with his hands, turning it into rays of blood-piercing light that wantonly invaded all directions.

Fang Zhixing turned a blind eye and made a gesture to attack.

"Spell: Merciless Heavenly Ice!"

The cold air surged out, freezing the blood pool and congealing into three feet of ice.

Even Sheng Jinrong's body became stiff, and a layer of frost appeared on his face.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Jinrong immediately took a deep breath, puffed up his cheeks, and suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood was unusual, with scarlet red mixed with green luster and emitting a strong corrosive smell.

Chi chi chi~
The blood fell on the ice and immediately corroded a large hole, while emitting terrifying heat, as if a chemical reaction was occurring.

The three-foot-high ice melted in an instant and turned into scarlet blood again.

Sheng Jinrong was quite proud and grinned, "Magic, eh? I know a little bit!"

He cut his finger and a drop of blood came out.

As the blood dripped down, it expanded into a giant egg at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then shattered.

Then, a bloody sturdy man walked out of the dome. He was more than three meters tall, with well-developed muscles, holding a huge axe, and looked very majestic.

"There is an extremely powerful spell called 'Throwing beans to create soldiers'. When it came to my Blood Origin Sect, it evolved into 'Drops of blood to create soldiers'."

Sheng Jinrong was beaming with joy, as the magic of "Blood Turns into Soldiers" was taught to him by his uncle, and it was extremely powerful.

You know, there are four main ways for immortals to exert their power.

Burst skills, magical powers, innate magic, spells!
Explosive skills require awakening and rely on your comprehensive qualities such as your understanding and character. It is equivalent to the result of accumulation and self-improvement.

Supernatural powers are like inherent attributes, such as the third eye, which can only be obtained by chance but not by effort.

Your innate magical skills depend on your unique physique and are mostly passive skills.

Magic is the only skill that anyone can practice and master.

At first glance, spells appear to be the weakest, but they are not.

Spells have an advantage that the previous three do not have.

Whether it is explosive skills, magical powers, or innate divine arts, the main source of power comes from yourself.

But don't forget!

In the third layer of heaven and earth, the air of immortals is everywhere.

This is exactly like the fourth level of Martial Saint World, where the air is filled with living metal particles.

Then in theory, practitioners can also cast spells to draw upon the great power of heaven and earth, that is, immortal energy!

The method to mobilize the great power of heaven and earth is magic!

However, immortal energy is much smaller than life metal particles, and it is extremely difficult to activate and unleash sufficient power.

You can compare living metal particles to hydrogen, which is flammable and explosive.

Then the fairy energy is the hydrogen atoms, which are difficult to control.

This means that the practice of each spell is extremely difficult and requires a lot of time and energy.

In order to master a magic spell, many immortals have to retreat for decades or even hundreds or thousands of years.

But everyone knows that once you master real nuclear technology, you can make hydrogen atoms produce terrible nuclear explosions!

In short, immortals are an upgraded version of martial saints, and the essence of magic is still to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

At this moment...

As Sheng Jinrong continued to bleed, every drop of blood turned into a bloody giant.

After a while, twelve bloody giants appeared in the hall.

"kill!"

The blood-red giant rushed over in a rage.

Fang Zhixing remained calm and composed, and casually cast a spell.

"Sweep the fire!"

The immortal energy between heaven and earth rushed in madly and gathered in the hall.

With a whoosh, raging flames burst out and swept across the entire hall.

In an instant, the hall turned into an oven, and twelve bloody giants were wrapped in flames and burned like roasted suckling pigs.

In an instant, the blood-colored giant melted, turned into blood, and evaporated completely.

"What a powerful spell!"

Sheng Jinrong's heart skipped a beat. He lost two rounds in a row, which made him feel a little anxious.

The power of a spell depends on how much immortal energy you can draw. And how much immortal energy you can draw depends on the strength of your soul.

This means that Fang Zhixing's soul is much stronger than Sheng Jinrong's.

"I can't compete with him in magic..."

Sheng Jinrong immediately changed his strategy and quickly patted the storage bag.

In an instant, a crescent-shaped scimitar appeared, shining with blood.

He grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised it high, and slashed down.

"Blood-breaking Blade!"

Thousands of blood-red knife shadows piled up and surged out, sweeping up all the blood in the pool, like waves rolling forward, unstoppable.

This is his second explosive skill after awakening, his ultimate weapon!
Fang Zhixing's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his hand, grasping the magic knife to bury all living beings.

Send out with one knife!

Hiss!
The jagged storm of fate swept out in an instant, swallowing up the bloody knife shadow in one gulp, destroying it with overwhelming force and invincibility.

Sheng Jinrong turned pale with horror, his scalp went numb, he lost his breath, and watched the storm of fate approach.

He quickly turned into a blood shadow, moved sideways and retreated violently.

Of course they do!
puff~
Sheng Jinrong was still swept by the storm of fate, his flesh and blood flew everywhere, and he lost half of his arm.

"Tenth level high-grade immortal sword!!"

Sheng Jinrong covered his broken arm with his hands, an expression of boundless fear on his face.

If he had known earlier that Fang Zhi had a top-grade tenth-level weapon in his hand, he would not have resisted at all and would have run away directly.

But Fang Zhixing acted steadily from the beginning, and by the time he realized it, the situation was already irreversible.

Fang Zhixing took a step forward and chopped down with his sword raised.

Fuchichi~
The storm of fate is unstoppable, and everything is shattered into dust as it sweeps across.

Sheng Jinrong was destroyed on the spot!
Immortals killing immortals is extremely cruel, and the loser doesn't even have the chance to reincarnate.

[Killing lives of the same level: 3/10]

[Special Blood: 2/3]

[Bladeless Blood-Breaking Technique: Breaking blood without a blade, killing people invisibly! ]

[Spell: Blood becomes a Soldier]

"got it!"

Fang Zhixing smiled with satisfaction, feeling extremely happy instantly.

He chose Sheng Jinrong as his first target just to obtain the spell "Blood Becomes Soldiers".

This spell is crucial to his next plan!
Afterwards, Fang Zhixing changed his appearance and figure and became Sheng Jinrong.

Then he took out a sound transmission note, recorded a few words on it and released it.

"Come out."

Fang Zhixing patted the spirit beast bag, and two spots of light flashed out.

The thin dog and the purple moth landed in front of Fang Zhixing.

"My benefactor, what can I do for you?" Zi Ling Fei E asked first.

Fang Zhixing responded, “Soon, Master Hu Ling will arrive. He is also a half-step away from seeing sentient beings. I can handle him alone.

However, Master Tiger Spirit has a spotted spirit tiger that feeds on humans and is very ferocious, even more ferocious than Master Tiger Spirit. I need you to help me restrain it."

Zi Ling Fei Moth hesitated and said, "If it's just a restraint, it should be fine, but I can't guarantee how long I can trap the Striped Spirit Tiger."

Hearing this, the little dog grinned and sneered.

Fang Zhixing said calmly: "Just do your best."

Before I knew it, almost two hours had passed.

A gust of scarlet wind suddenly blew in from outside the hall, carrying with it a terrifying aura that made people shudder.

A huge tiger head suddenly poked its head into the room.

The tiger's head is covered with stripes, and it looks ferocious and oppressive.

The striped tiger took tiger steps and squeezed into the door with its majestic body.

Riding on the tiger's back was a middle-aged immortal in a white robe. He was tall and sturdy, with high cheekbones, an aquiline nose, and fierce and sharp eyes, like a hungry tiger coming down the mountain.

Master Hu Ling stared at Sheng Jinrong with a bad expression, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Sheng, you called me over in a hurry, saying that you had a great opportunity to share with me. I hope you are not talking nonsense."

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "Master Tiger Spirit, you have occupied Tiger Spirit Star for many years, but your cultivation has been stagnant and you have not been able to enter the realm of seeing all living beings, right?"

Master Hu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and said unhappily, "What do you want to say?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "I think you are already old and have no hope of making further progress, so I hope you can give me the Tiger Spirit Star."

"What the hell!"

Master Hu Ling was furious and said with gritted teeth: "Sheng Jinrong, you bastard! From the day you came to Hu Ling Star, I knew you had bad intentions. Sooner or later, you would rob my planet."

Fang Zhixing said indifferently: "Considering that it is not easy for you to practice, if you voluntarily leave Tiger Spirit Star, I can spare your life."

"fart!"

Master Hu Ling laughed out of anger, and said wildly: "Why? Do you think you have defeated me?"

Fang Zhixing said calmly: "If we fight one-on-one, I will definitely win."

Master Tiger Spirit patted the striped spirit tiger under his seat and sneered, "It's a pity that you don't have the chance to fight me in a one-on-one duel."

"Not necessarily."

Fang Zhixing waved his hand, and the thin dog immediately jumped out from behind him, whimpering and growling.

"Ao!" The striped tiger exhaled, revealing its fangs, looking extremely ferocious.

"I see. Where did you get a fairy dog?"

Master Hu Ling sneered, then suddenly realized what was happening. He was not afraid at all and said bluntly, "It's just a fairy dog. Do you think a fairy dog ​​can be a match for a spirit tiger?"

The little dog suddenly became furious and rushed out.

Upon seeing this, the striped tiger retreated violently and avoided fighting.

Master Hu Ling said helplessly: "Kill this fairy dog, and I will give you one million people as food."

The striped tiger smiled happily, a smile so terrifying, and swept one claw forward.

The thin dog happened to wave its paw as well.

"The claws of fate!"

The dog's paws and the tiger's paws collided with each other in a fierce clash of forces.

Two fingernails flew out.

The thin dog immediately retracted its claws, and blood gushed out, splattering on the spot.

The striped tiger had a disdainful expression and an even more ferocious aura, and it approached step by step with silent steps.

Seeing this, Master Hu Ling couldn't help but laugh and said sarcastically, "Sheng Jinrong, it seems that you are destined to be a stray dog ​​today."

Fang Zhixing flew up, causing a pool of blood to burst out with a scarlet cold light.

"Blood-breaking Light!"

Master Hu Ling snorted with disdain, took out a yellow umbrella, opened it, and covered his head with it.

The blood-breaking light washed over the yellow umbrella.

In an instant, the yellow umbrella shone brightly, dispelling all the blood-breaking light.

"Sheng Jinrong, I already know your background and I'm on guard against you!"

Master Hu Ling laughed wantonly and shouted, "Come on, come on, use whatever tricks you have."

Fang Zhixing immediately took a step forward, and the magic knife "Burial of All Living Beings" appeared in his hand, and he slashed down with incredible swiftness.

(End of this chapter)