Wu alchemy body

Chapter 648 Mine is yours
"But this purple sword has the capital of arrogance." Sun Yi replied with a smile.

"Then who is stronger between you and him?" Bing Xin asked deliberately, blinking her big eyes, making Sun Yi joke: "Of course I am stronger, do you doubt my strength?"

"Arrogance." Bing Xin curled her lips, unceremoniously snatched the powerhouse manual from Sun Yi's hand, and flipped through it with great interest. When she was with Sun Yi, her Bingyue Divine Body couldn't get cold even if she wanted to be cold for some reason. .

After reading a few pages, Bing Xin's mouth was smiling, her eyes were wide open, and she blurted out: "This handbook for strong men is good, I will return it to you after I finish reading it."

"My things are yours. Do you still need to be polite to me?" Sun Yi said viciously, looking at Bing Xin who was engrossed, with a feeling of infatuation. Those eyes were very similar to You Xin, as if carved in a mold. from.

"What's yours is mine." Bing Xin suddenly realized her slip of the tongue, and hurriedly changed her words: "Bah, bah, what's yours is not mine, what does it have to do with me, no, what's yours is mine, I'm It's not yours."

"Hehe, your people are all mine, do you still need to distinguish them so clearly?" Looking at Bing Xin who kept poohing, Sun Yi felt an unprecedented sense of happiness. To make up for the guilt he felt towards You Xin before.

Bing Xin has a special temperament that attracts him, like the attraction that is one with You Xin's soul, like the same source, he wants to find the kind of clearness that owes You Xin in Bing Xin.

"Okay, I won't argue with you anymore. Anyway, I can't beat you anyway." Bing Xin pretended to lower her head, flipped through the handbook of the strong, and didn't look at Sun Yi, a blush came to her ears.

Following Sun Yi and Bing Xin's banter, the battle on the martial stage has come to an end.

The red devil's body was covered in blood, and the exploding red hair was already covering his body at this moment, and in front of him, the purple sword of the purple sword man was dripping with blood, all of which belonged to the red devil, and his neat purple clothes also Already messy, but after all he is stronger.

A purple sword slashed out, accompanied by the purple-clothed man's foot, an arm fell, and the red devil's body was also spinning rapidly in the air. At the same time, the purple-sworded man stepped forward, and the purple sword in his hand transformed into countless terrifying waves. Sword Rain.

Red hairs were flying in the void, and the red devil's unruly red hair was completely shaved off by the purple sword man at this moment, revealing a shiny bald head, which radiated purple light under the purple light.

"This red devil was shaved bald by Zijian." The warriors in the audience were stunned, never expecting the ending to be like this. Although the Zijian man suffered serious injuries, he still had the upper hand.

The Red Devil roared like a beast, death is not terrible, what made him unacceptable was that his proud red hair was cut off, and he punched Zijian's heart.

"If you dare to do it, I will turn you into a beast!"

At this time, Zijian let out an icy sound, and his figure seemed to disappear into purple light. The next moment, the purple sword vortex burst out, and the only remaining arm of the Red Devil was cut off, and another tyrannical sword glow came out, all in unison. The two legs of the Red Devil were cut off neatly.

"The red devil has become a human pig!" The warriors in the audience exclaimed.

"Boom!" The purple sword was extremely sharp, gouging out the eyes of the red devil like a massacre, and the whole person fell on the fighting platform without the support of his limbs.

"Ahhh...! You kill me!" the Red Devil roared.

"Kill you, I will not kill you, I will let you live until the end of your lifespan."

Zijian smiled cruelly, and with a flick of the purple sword, he directly cut off the head of the Red Devil, the huge head rolled to the ground, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Smash your martial soul, let you know what will happen if you despise me."

The sword in Zi Jian's hand lifted the head of the Red Demon on the tip of the sword, and a hazy purple light shot onto the head in his left hand, and a roaring red martial soul was pulled out of the sea of ​​consciousness unwillingly, and was caught in Zi Jian's hand.

"Your fate is in my hands."

As if it wasn't the first time he did this kind of thing, Zi Jian skillfully took out a jade bottle and sealed the Red Devil's martial spirit in the jade bottle. One can imagine the tragic end of the Red Devil in the future.

"Purple Sword has won [-] consecutive victories, do you want to continue fighting?" the native referee looked at the bloody fighting platform and announced displeasedly.

"No." Zi Jian shook his head. Although he beheaded the Red Demon, it consumed him a lot. Almost half of his vitality was exhausted. He is arrogant, but he is not stupid. There are still many strong people in the God of War Tower Or, if someone as powerful as the Red Devil comes, although he is not afraid, he will be extremely embarrassed.

"Okay then..." Just when the native was about to speak again: "I'm going to take a break and continue the No.12 battle."

The rules of the God of War tower winning streak, after ten consecutive victories, each victory will be rewarded with additional battle star points according to the number of consecutive victories, and [-] battle star points will be rewarded again for twelve consecutive victories.

"Okay, then Zijian, you can leave the field and rest." The native referee cursed treacherously, this Zijian is too cunning, if he is fighting like this now, no genius will dare to challenge him again.

And Zijian was waiting for himself to challenge on stage again as a challenger after he was not the ring master.

"Then who will continue the next battle?" the native referee pronounced.

"Wait for me Bing Xin, this time to see your man win ten consecutive victories." Sun Yi stretched out his hand and squeezed Bing Xin's slightly cold little hand when Bing Xin was caught off guard.

"Bah. I'm not your woman." Bing Xin sneered, and then said: "You have to be careful."

Sun Yi smiled brightly, tipped his toes, and landed steadily on the fighting platform. He glanced at the native referee and said calmly, "I want to fight."

"Okay, tell me your name or code name." The native referee nodded in response, and then listened: "Let's record Yanhuang."

"Yanhuang is on the stage, who will dare to take Yanhuang's first battle?"

Listening to the referee's verdict, Sun Yi calmly looked at the group of geniuses sitting down, without concealing his cultivation, the aura of the sixth stage of the altar emanated, making all the geniuses in the audience startled.

"Yanhuang?" Thinking of Yanhuang, Bing Xin had a special feeling in her heart.

"How could it be? How did the sixth level of Caishentai come to the God of War Tower? This is too weak. How did he come to the fifth floor? With this level of strength, he might not even be able to cross the ice field."

"There are only two explanations. One is that he came to the God of War Tower with the strong Zongmen, and his battle star point was also given by the strong Zongmen. The second is that his strength far exceeds the realm shown. Only this Two explanations."

The martial artists in the arena guessed that many people did not act rashly. Sometimes this kind of low-level genius is even more confusing to others, because these people always like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

(End of this chapter)