Supreme Training System

Chapter 420

A strange power has been born in the physical body of the supernatural warrior.

It is a kind of power that is slightly weaker than the immortal substance that can only be produced by warriors in the realm of gods and demons.

If there is no such power, it will interfere with the corruption of the scarlet horse training.

Perhaps, Sicil had already become a puddle of pus and blood like Saint Wusis, the sea dog.

Even though the mysterious power can weaken the power of the bloody horse, it is impossible to completely annihilate it.

With the passage of time, the devouring power practiced by the scarlet horse will have a greater influence on Sicil.

Now, there are only two paths before Sicil.

The first way, of course, is to cut through the mess quickly, and solve Zhao Xing in the shortest time.

The second way is to leave immediately.

After solving the hidden dangers in the body, come over and solve Zhao Xing.

Zhao Xing is definitely not a simple character, with the existence of that mysterious golden light, the first idea is simply impossible to realize.

What about the second way?
He has already realized Zhao Xing's defying nature.

In less than a month, the strength will be able to complete the transformation again.

If you give the opponent some time, even if you recover from your injury, can you really be his opponent?

Definitely a bit mysterious.

These ideas are absolutely important to Zhao Xing.

However, at this time Sicil still put himself in a good position.

In his mind, if not for carelessness.

How could he fall into the opponent's scheme?

If there is no calculation, the opponent can be easily solved.

This is just wishful thinking on his part.

In other words, during the battle, any loss of consciousness.

For warriors, it is a fatal flaw.

Even, can lose life.

Zhao Xing is a man who has been tested in the battlefield.

Seeing the other party lose his mind, Zhao Xing also displayed a terrifying sword drawing technique.

Now, after several transformations of the sword drawing technique, it is easy to kill a warrior of the fourth rank of Shengwu.

The scarlet horse training has already attracted most of Sicil's energy.Coupled with a momentary absence.

The brilliance of drawing swordsmanship is destined to be astonishing in the past and the present.

The dignified high-level martial arts was hit hard again by Zhao Xing.

To make matters worse!

Sicil knew that he had to leave.

However, in Zhao Xing's eyes, there was a gleam of brilliance, that was Sicil, a golden big boss from the Sea Clan.

How could Zhao Xing allow the other party to flee like this?

In an instant, Zhao Xing used the sword drawing technique twice.

Moreover, the superposition of the power of the two sword drawing techniques became even more terrifying.

It's like the end of the world, just like that.

"do not want!"

Sicil let out an exclamation of terror.

Even Sicil, who is in the realm of martial arts, cannot get rid of the great terror between life and death.

Everything that happened in a blink of an eye was enough to make everyone terrified.

Especially for the remaining sea warriors, all this is like a nightmare.

I originally thought that the trip to Yandang Mountain was like killing chickens and cooking cattle.

And the so-called ancient clan is a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

They guessed the beginning, but not the end.

The ancients were indeed vulnerable in front of them.

However, a terrifying Great Demon King appeared.

escape!
At this time, the so-called glory of the sea clan has become a bubble in front of his own life.

Watching the Hai Clan go away, Zhao Xing did not stop them.

In fact, in the face of eight or nine sea clan saint warriors, Zhao Xing had no ability at all to keep them.

Of course, this was on the premise that he didn't use the bottom-of-the-box means.

"Junior! You actually watched the warriors of the Hai clan flee without doing anything. Your behavior like this is a traitor. You should kill yourself to thank the world."

An elder Yue's family, with an upright and domineering appearance, criticized Zhao Xing verbally and in writing.

Although, Zhao Xing never had any expectations for the Yue family.

However, on Yandang Mountain, everything happened from beginning to end.

Zhao Xing's already indifferent heart condensed into a layer of ice.

"Elder Yue's family? Let me think about it! What's your name? You should be called Yue Gousheng!"

Zhao Xing had a smile on his face.

But this kind of smile, in the eyes of some warriors, is more terrifying than the shadow of a sword!

"Presumptuous! I am the elder of the Yue family of the dignified ancient clan, the inheritor of the supreme bloodline of the gods, demons and warriors. An ant like you is blaspheming Tianwei. Not only will you die, but your family will also be destroyed!"

"The ancient race? The supreme bloodline? That's it! I suddenly thought of a good idea."

In Zhao Xing's mind, an object appeared.

The Spear of Punishment is the weapon used by the Yue family of the ancient clan to strip Zhao Xing's blood.

Sometimes killing isn't the scariest thing.

The most terrifying thing is to punish the heart.

For Yue family warriors, what matters in the end.

Naturally, it is blood inheritance.

For the Gu Clan, beheading a family member meant that he had committed a great taboo.

However, the deprivation of blood is similar to the punishment of not being able to enter the ancestral grave after death.

It is absolutely unbearable for Yue Family warriors.

Zhao Xing didn't say much, and the spear of punishment appeared directly in his hand.

Zhao Xing's strength is strong, and he can fully stimulate the power of the Cursed Spear with a snap of his fingers.
A faint ray of light fell on the body of the Yue family elder.

With every breath, the red light will become a little deeper.

And the face of the elder Yue's family will become even uglier.

"Blood! The power of my blood is weakening."

The elder Yue's family exclaimed first, and then their eyes fixed on Zhao Xing's hands: "The Spear of Punishment! This is the Spear of Punishment from the Palace of Punishment. He is Zhao Xing, that evil beast!"

Yue Qing belongs to the Holy Son of the Yue family.

Naturally, it is the focus of attention, and the spear of punishment is actually a taboo in the hearts of many Yue family warriors.

When the Yue family elder roared, all the Yue family warriors couldn't help but take a step back.

If they were to be deprived of the power of their blood, it would be better to kill them directly.

"A little vicious animal dares to be arrogant in front of our Yue family, the pure blood descendants, what a pity to die!"

Many elders uttered the last voice of their Yue family.

"Originally, I wanted to spare your life, but now your arrogance has ignited my anger. In fact, there is one thing. I really don't know. I don't understand either. Sea Clan warrior Sicil, was killed by me. Kill me, but you are running away from him. Now, where do you have the confidence to kill me!"

Zhao Xing's words were very plain.

It's just telling a fact that has already happened.

Until now, these Yue family warriors seemed to understand.

The figure in front of him was not an existence that he could bully at will.

Even, their wealth and lives are already in the hands of each other.

(End of this chapter)