Mysterious blood boils

"You don't deserve it either! My goal is the first batch, the Centuries!" Xuanyuanpeng said indifferently, his figure flashed, and he was in front of the first batch, the Centuries.

"So, your opponent is me?" The [-]th ranked young master in the purple gold fairy robe stared at him contemptuously, and teased: "Boy, are you confused with a fever? What kind of cultivation do I have, you dare to challenge me? I think you are looking for death."

"Are you looking for death? Don't you know after a duel?" Xuanyuan Peng nodded at him: "Come on, I'll choose you. See you on the duel stage!" The former Centuries were gone, and they directly chose the bottom young master.

"Are you sure it's me?" The contemptuous face of the young master who was being challenged suddenly turned red, and he roared with his eyes wide open as if he had been humiliated.

"Hahaha..." Tens of thousands of children from the aristocratic family burst into laughter together, and all looked at the challenged boy with various eyes.Many people have heard of his reputation. He is a key seed-level disciple of the Great Compassion Sect. It can almost be said that two years later, when he leaves the Nine Suns Immortal Sect, he will be the deputy head of the Great Compassion Sect. Successor training.His cultivation has reached the middle level of the Immortal Master's Secret Realm, and his "Great Compassion Suppressing Demon Sword Technique" is superb and quite powerful. Although he ranks in the top 878, he is at the bottom of the list, but no one else dares to challenge it he.Mysterious Blood Boiling [-]

But no one expected that Xuanyuanpeng, who was not astonishingly dressed and was looked down upon by everyone among the elite contribution disciples, would have the guts to challenge him, and immediately became the target of everyone's ridicule.

"That's right, it's you, don't look left and right, come up!" Xuanyuan Peng stared at the young master of the Great Compassion Sect with certainty.He stretched out his right palm towards him, hooked his fingers, and signaled him to go up.

"Boy... Little bastard, you have angered me, young master. I am Sikong Feijian. If you don't want to tear you into pieces, my word Sikong will be written backwards from now on!" Sikong Feijian of the Great Compassion Sect trembled with anger, This son is clearly showing his ugliness openly, embarrassing him.There are so many disciples from aristocratic families, so many sect masters, if he doesn't challenge them, he is slapping him in the face nakedly in public.

With a sound of "Teng", Sikong Fei's sword jumped onto the dueling platform with a clang.From the scabbard on his back, a long sword like autumn water flew out, and he caught it, swaying the celestial gang, violently shook, and the sword screamed into the sky, and his whole body Murderous, steaming burning.Crazy pervades...

Sikong Feijian.To summon the sword energy of his whole life, smash him into powder with one sword.His eyes spurted blood: "Boy, what kind of thing are you, dare to challenge the noble me of Tianhuang? Do you know the gap between you and me? Do you know what mistakes you are making? Do you know what you are playing with?" ?..."

Every time he said a word, his momentum soared wildly. In an instant, other people's swords merged into one, and entered a terrifying secret realm of Daotianhe, human sword yiti, which made countless people believe that this sword Cutting it down will definitely smash the Tianhe River, collapse the fairy mountain, and evaporate the fairy lake...

"I only know that you talk a lot of nonsense!" Xuanyuan Peng stood coldly, with his hands behind his back, and he didn't have the momentum of a duel at all. One wondered if he couldn't think about it and wanted to die on his own initiative?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The celestial sword trembled and boomed... It seemed as if countless sword rains exploded, millions of points, ten million points, billions of points... countless sword flowers, sword rains, making it difficult to tell whether it was illusion or real, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, spraying "shoot out……

Wow... Rolling sword rain, blasting towards Xuanyuanpeng, the trembling sound of sword energy tearing through the air, like ghosts crying and howling, the sky is full of sword rain flying, it is impossible to see where the fairy sword is going to stab, where is the figure of Sikong Feijian, Chi Chi Chi, the crisp sound of Jian Xiao Lie Feng, makes the hearts of those who hear it tremble...

Between the heavens and the earth, a tragic air is permeating and growing, and the billowing sword rain is a sudden tragic rain, a rain of great compassion...

"Great Compassion Suppresses Demons and Broken Sword Rain!" Sikong Feijian's roar shook the sky, no one could see where the others were, it seemed that the Great Compassion Sword Rain was his incarnation!

"Want to kill me? Then you have to taste the taste of death first!" Xuanyuan Peng saw the sword rain coming menacingly, murderous like a rainbow, he could clearly feel that Sikong Feijian wished he could crush him into pieces Cruel will, such a strong murderous intent, actually angered him.

He didn't want to kill people at first, he just wanted to defeat one at random and get a place with the best cultivation resources.It's a pity that tigers don't hurt people, and people have the heart to kill tigers.

"Peng!" One of his iron fists slashed out, this fist was unstoppable, with one punch, it was like a hurricane, shattering the countless phantoms of sword rain in front of him, and slashing at the source...

"Boom!" The sound of sharp chest-breaking blunt blows shook the sky, and the miserable howl of Sikong Feijian was earth-shattering, and the sky was suddenly stained with a layer of stunning scarlet...

Xuanyuanpeng's iron fist shattered Sikong Feijian's chest, pierced through his breastbone, and exploded from his back. The waves of blood gushing out were shocking!

"Hiss..." This unexpected tragic scene immediately made the young nobles who were full of sneers dumbfounded, not to mention the fat man Jin Mantang, his eyeballs almost popped out, and he couldn't catch his breath. Almost passed out.Even Elder Jingyun, an immeasurably powerful figure, suddenly lit up his eyes.

"This... this... this... this is impossible..." Sikong Feijian hung on Xuanyuan Peng's iron arm like a skewer of barbecued meat. Xuanyuanpeng, with an expressionless expression, muttered to himself with difficulty.

"Why is it impossible? Just because you dress better than me, you must beat me? It's a joke!" Xuanyuanpeng sneered, and with his other big hand, he grabbed Sikong Feijian's neck and snapped him His head was bloody twisted off, and he held it in his hand... Mysterious blood boiling 878

Thumping... Sikong Feijian's corpse fell onto the dueling ring, blood staining the ground!

"I, Xuanyuan, have won this battle. Anyone who refuses to accept can challenge me!" Xuanyuanpeng asked coldly while holding the head in his hand, letting the blood drip down his feet. Children of the family.Every one was swept by him.Everyone shuddered!

This is a murderous person, a murderous person who is absolutely hidden!Seeing blood as soon as he strikes, ruthless, domineering, terrifying... Words one after another, come to the minds of tens of thousands of young masters!

"I don't accept it, brother, you died so badly. Brother, I'm here to avenge you!" An incomparably tragic roar suddenly exploded heart-piercingly, and with a whoosh, a sword energy soaring into the sky shot out 』, with infinite viciousness.Gathering the sword energy like a rainbow in a beam, stabbing Xuanyuanpeng's throat very violently...

"Xuanyuan, right, die for me!" The man roared with hatred to the bone marrow, tearing apart the wind and clouds, coming through the sky, with a long sword like a rainbow, murderous aura like a sea, like the sky falling apart...

"Qiang!" Xuanyuan Peng stretched out his two fingers.It's like trying to catch a fly.Clamping the sword rainbow blade with incomparable precision, there was a loud blast of airflow.The long sword was held between his two fingers, like two stars holding a Tyrannosaurus rex, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't move a single bit...

"I didn't want to kill you, but unfortunately, you wanted to kill me? I would like to ask, who gave you the courage to kill? Why do you want to kill me? If you want to kill, then accept the fate of being killed !” Xuanyuanpeng was like a giant, looking down at the young master who was blushing, suffocating and trying to get back the long sword, he clapped his fingers, and with a bang, the long sword broke inch by inch...

"Whoosh!" A piece of sword blade was sharply nailed into the man's forehead, and a column of blood sprayed into the air. He was trembling all over, and opened his mouth wide, as if trying to shout something... But in the end, he couldn't yell out a word, and with a thud, he fell onto the stage and became the second corpse.

"Where did you come from, dare to kill the new generation of elites that the Great Compassion Sect focuses on? Xuanyuan, who are you? Do you know what you are challenging? Do you know how powerful the Great Compassion Sect is? You know your future. How dangerous is it?" A blue shadow leaped onto the dueling platform, it was a fourth-rank young master in a green robe, with his hands behind his back, and a golden hair tie tied on his forehead.A temperament, elegant and noble.

"Stop talking nonsense, you are also here to duel?" Xuanyuan Peng stared at the person who came, "I advise you, you are already the first batch of candidates for the centurion, why waste your life?"

"Oh, do you want to kill me as soon as you see my face? Sure enough, as I thought, you are a gangster, a loose cultivator, and you got in somehow..." The blue-robed master said, "Lu Showing a look that really is the case.

"So, you don't have the intention to kill me?" Xuanyuanpeng asked indifferently.

"Wrong, this young master jumped onto the dueling arena to kill you, a vicious demon." The green-robed master smiled gracefully. You can be very relieved to be under the young master's hands, because many evil and heretical people want to die under the young master's hands, but they don't even have the qualifications?"

"Hmph, I'm not evil, I'm not evil, I've been identified by Nine Suns Immortal Sect, what kind of person are you, you dare to call me a demon at every turn? If anyone can characterize another person If so, can I regard you as Master Rabbit?" Xuanyuan Peng sneered, and unceremoniously scolded this young master of a family who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.

"Bold, Xuanyuan, with just this one insult, you will die!" The blue-robed expert heard the word "Rabbit Master", his ears turned red, his eyes were blood spurting, and he pointed his halberd at Xuanyuan Peng's face , Sen coldly shouted: "Let me tell you, we are all from big families, big sects, have countless wealth, and are covered by endless backing. Since ancient times, only we have killed and humiliated others. Don't kill us and humiliate us, you, Xuanyuan, you are a rogue cultivator with no family or sect, poor and poor, without any support, and you dare to kill my good friend Sikong Feijian, if I don't kill you, you will be ruined My name?"

"Really?" Xuanyuan Peng sneered, his right hand, suddenly as fast as lightning, snapped and grabbed the blue-robed master, pointing at the wrist on his face...

"You're so brave, die to me..." The blue-robed master was furious, his wrist shook, and the sleeves slid open, revealing a pulse door crossbow...

"Crack!" Xuanyuanpeng gave him the opportunity to shoot the pulse gate crossbow at close range, exerted force on his wrist, and suddenly tore a bloody arm...

"Wow..." The elegant and self-respecting blue-robed master trembled in pain, hissed and screamed, his face was full of ferocity and hatred, and there was no trace of elegance...

"Hoo... bang!..." Xuanyuanpeng took a step forward, the head of Sikong Feijian was swung up violently, and viciously smashed on the skull of the blue-robed master, the two heads collided, and countless brains spurted wildly. shoot"……

"Pfft!" A severed arm pierced into the green-robed master's chest like a halberd, and with a thud, a young master had no chance to fight back, and was beaten to death on the dueling stage.

In the blink of an eye, three people were killed in a row!In the entire Hall of Contributing Elites, tens of thousands of disciples roared in unison. No one expected that the self-proclaimed Xuanyuan Contributing Disciple's cultivation was beyond imagination, and his vicious wrists made people frightened. In an instant, three people who refused to accept him, They were all beheaded on the stage by him. Like a cold god of death, he stood quietly on the stage, waiting for new provocateurs and dissatisfied people to step on the high stage and start a new fight.Mysterious Blood Boiling 878

"Wow, the poor Ximen Piaoxue of the Green Sword Sect, who didn't even have the chance to report his name, was beheaded on the stage. His death was terrible!"

"That's right, that Ximen Piaoxue still died under the beating brother, Sikong Feijian's head, he really deserves to die!"

"Then Xuanyuan, a casual cultivator, is so bold that he even provokes the forces of two major sects. He is not afraid that if he leaves the Nine Suns Immortal Sect, countless old antiques will yell at him?"

"I guess he is going to hide in Nine Suns Immortal Sect and not get ahead? Don't you think about it, how can he have hundreds of millions of immeasurable pills for a casual cultivator? He must be stealing or stealing, and he has made many enemies. , Come to Nine Suns Immortal Sect, spend money to eliminate disasters!"

"It's hard to say, anyway, this kid is not easy to mess with, what is the old saying? You can't judge a person by his appearance, and the sea can't be measured. From now on, it's better not to be too arrogant in front of Xuanyuan!"

"Hmph, what arrogance, I suspect that he comes from a poor background and is psychopathic, don't you think he is extremely rich-hating?"

All the disciples in the audience discussed in low voices, Xuanyuan Peng on the stage stood coldly, seeing no one came up to challenge for a while, he said calmly: "If no one comes up again, then I will get the first batch of hundreds of people." Qualified! Elder Jingyun, please help me preside over the result of the duel!" Jingyun once accepted the benefits of his 5000 million pills, so if he is not used at this time, when will he be? (to be continued...)