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Chapter 1124
"Oh!"

There was an explosion in the space a hundred feet ahead, a thunderous thunder, but the thunder was immediately enveloped by a bloody halo.

After a while, Feng Jixiang's figure appeared amidst the blood light.

At this time, Feng Jixiang's face was extremely gloomy, and he looked at Xiao Ran with fear in his eyes, and said in a low tone: "You actually practiced such a powerful thunder attribute physical skill?"

"Hahaha, Feng Jixiang, my Heaven Devouring Thunder Flame restrains your natal spirit treasure, and the physical skill I cultivated happens to restrain your blood attribute power. I think you are feeling very depressed right now?" Xiao Ran said Laughing, with a teasing look on his face.

"Damn kid, don't be arrogant. This old man's cultivation is two small realms higher than yours. Even if your physical skills restrain the old man's strength, you will still die."

When Feng Jixiang heard Xiao Ran's words, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood, feeling extremely depressed, staring at Xiao Ran and swearing, he just felt relieved.

While cursing, he performed the kung fu, pointing his bloody hands at the center of his eyebrows, his chest, and his dantian respectively. His whole body was full of blood, his bones exploded, and he turned into a blood man more than [-] feet tall.

His head was covered with blood, his hair stood on end, his eyes gleamed with blood, his face was like blood jade, his nose spewed blood smoke, and there were muffled noises, as if a blood demon had descended.

Seeing Feng Jixiang's appearance like this, Xiao Ran immediately felt the aura of danger, and suddenly saw the old man punching him, he didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly threw his fist to meet him.

"Oh!"

The fists of the two collided firmly, and the light of thunder and blood burst out between the fists.

At the same time, Xiao Ran's body exploded with lightning, blowing onto Feng Jixiang's body like a hurricane, and the blood light on his body greeted him. The blood light was like a raging fire, puffing, and pungent blood smoke came out.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran laughed and said: "Feng Jixiang, the blood kung fu you performed was also restrained by my physical skills. It seems that you, an old thief, deserve to be out of luck today."

"Ignorant child, don't try to use your words and talk, and look at the old man's methods, and take your life."

Hearing this, Feng Jixiang jumped into a rage, stretched out his right index finger, and swiped towards Xiao Ran's eyes, drawing a bloody circle with a radius of ten feet.

Once the ten-square blood-colored circle was completed, Feng Jixiang's spirits lifted, and he shouted excitedly: "Artistic conception, blood-stained abyss."

"Buzz!"

Before the roar fell, the blood-colored circle suddenly turned into a blood-colored hole, and quickly expanded to a radius of three hundred feet. The blood in the hole was tumbling, and a pungent blood gas emerged.

This is the artistic conception of Feng Jixiang's cultivation, the abyss of blood.

Once the abyss was turbid with blood, there were endless roars, and only vampires, blood monsters, blood demons and other evil spirits emerged one after another, rushing towards Xiao Ran with their teeth and claws open.

In a blink of an eye, the lightning in front of Xiao Ran's eyes was torn into pieces by these evil spirits. The lightning on the surface of his body continued to dim, and he felt a cold blood, which made the blood flow in his body difficult.

"What a terrifying mood."

Xiao Ran's complexion changed, he frowned, and hurriedly stepped back stepping on the Big Dipper to avoid the bloody abyss, otherwise it would be dangerous to fall into it.

"Hahaha, Elder Feng Jixiang has exerted the power of artistic conception, this Jin Jiufeng must not be able to resist, he is dead." Feng Tianshuai said excitedly seeing Xiao Ran dodging, in a good mood.

"What the young patriarch said is very true, this son is about to die under the mood of elder Feng Jixiang." The six elders of the Huofeng clan complimented each other.

At this moment, in their eyes, Xiao Ran was already a dead person.

Seeing Xiao Ran "escaping", Feng Jixiang was also very proud. He laughed loudly and said, "Madman, today this old man wants you to die in the bloody abyss, leaving you with no bones left."

In the blood-turbid abyss, blood filled the air, and the blood was tumbling like boiling water, with countless fist-sized blood bubbles. Countless vampires, blood monsters, and blood demons rushed out with their teeth and claws open, and rushed towards Xiao Ran.

These evil powers are corrosive, and wherever they pass, the void is dyed blood red, and the sound of puffing can be heard endlessly, making people feel scalp numb.

Xiao Ran frowned, with a dignified expression, pinched out the sun wheel mark, and pressed it towards the bloody abyss. The sun's brilliance was like rain, and it turned into green smoke without thinking about a puff.

"boom!"

The sun wheel seal suppressed the blood-turbid abyss, and when there was a bang, it was flooded by the blood energy in the sky, and was severely corroded. The sun was dim, and its power dropped drastically. It was like falling into a swamp, and it was gradually swallowed by the blood-turbid abyss. frown.

The artistic conception of this old guy's cultivation is really amazing!
"Lei Huang Sword!"

Xiao Ran stared at Feng Jixiang, shouted coldly, used the Leihuang Sword, and performed the fifth style of Leihuang Sword Art to kill spirits, beheading the past, with the intention of weakening Feng Jixiang's soul power and strength.

In this way, he will not be able to fully display the artistic conception of the blood-turbid abyss.

"Cunning boy, you actually want to use this trick to deal with the old man again."

Feng Jixiang saw Xiao Ran's purpose, but he had no choice. The fifth form of the Lei Huang Sword Jue, Lingjue, was unavoidable, and both his soul power and strength would be affected.

In desperation, he had no choice but to go all out to engulf Xiao Ran in the bloody abyss, hoping to kill Xiao Ran in the shortest possible time to prevent future troubles.

"Feng Jixiang, your speed is not as fast as mine, and the power of artistic conception has dropped again. You still want to kill me. It's just fantastic."

Xiao Ran saw Feng Jixiang's thoughts, so he used the Big Dipper Step to avoid the bloody abyss constantly, which broke Feng Jixiang's plot and made him blush with anger.

After all, he is a strong man in the fourth realm of heaven and man, but his speed is not as good as Xiao Ran's. It's a shame that his artistic conception has been weakened again.

But he couldn't refute it, because it was a fact.

"Damn it, Feng Jixiang is a strong man in the fourth realm of heaven and man, so powerful, why can't he be killed?" Seeing this, Feng Tianshuai shouted angrily.

He was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly, and stared at Xiao Ran with intense resentment in his eyes, because he wanted to watch Xiao Ran die.

"..."

The six elders of the Huofeng clan looked at each other when they heard the words, and seeing that Feng Jixiang not only failed to kill Xiao Ran, but his own attack weakened, they were even speechless for a while.

But at this moment, they suddenly saw Feng Tianshuai shouting with red eyes: "Go and help Feng Jixiang kill him, quickly, you must kill him."

The six elders of the Huofeng Clan were taken aback when they heard the words. They wanted to follow Feng Jixiang's order and continue to protect Feng Tianshuai, but seeing his determination to kill Xiao Ran, they had no choice but to accept his orders.

However, before they acted, they ordered all the warriors of the Huofeng tribe to protect Feng Tianshuai, and just now they used the power of heaven and earth in their bodies to summon the natal spirit treasure and attack Xiao Ran.

Their cultivation ranges from the first realm of heaven and man to the third realm of heaven and man, and their strength varies from strong to weak, but when they strike together, they have an astonishing momentum, bursting out all kinds of powerful rays of light, setting off heavy waves of energy, and heading towards Xiao Ran strangled the past.

"Do you want to die?"

Seeing this, Xiao Ran glanced at them like a sword, and then with a thought, he drove Lihuo Suzaku Banner and Yanhuo Spirit Staff to resist.

Then, Xiao Ran looked at Feng Jixiang, saw that his originally flushed face was gradually turning pale, and couldn't help laughing: "Old dog, you have used up a lot of power of heaven and earth for a long time to display the artistic conception, and your strength has been greatly reduced, and you can't last long. , let me see you off for the last time."

"Jin Jiufeng, I can't kill you, and you don't want to kill me either." Feng Jixiang's heart sank when he heard this, but he said firmly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Feng Tianshuai shouting: "Elder Feng Jixiang, be careful with his soul skills."

"What? You kid still practiced soul skills?"

Feng Jixiang was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately burst out laughing, looked at Xiao Ran contemptuously, and said dismissively: "This old man's cultivation base is two realms higher than yours, and his soul power is more than three times stronger than yours. You have practiced soul skills, so what? Could it be possible to harm the old man's soul crystal?"

"Old dog, you are right, my soul skills can indeed harm your soul crystal."

Hearing this, Xiao Ran gave him a half-smile look, then gathered his soul power, and cast the soul-burning technique, and 36 flame monster birds immediately descended on Feng Jixiang's spiritual world.

Feng Jixiang's pitch-black spiritual world was instantly filled with flames, steaming, and the sharp chirping sound could be heard endlessly, making him feel unbearably hot.

The most frightening thing is that 36 flame monsters spew out raging fire, burning the pitch-black soul crystal to a bright red, which is a strange piece of coal.

The next moment, 36 flame monsters left claw marks on the soul crystal, which made Feng Jixiang not only feel the unbearable heat, but also felt a sharp pain spread into the nervous system.

At the beginning, Feng Jixiang was able to bear it, but after a few breaths, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a painful face: "It's so hot, it hurts."

His face was originally as red as blood, but now it was as red as fire, his scarlet eyes were as red as fire, and hot white smoke came out of his bloody hair.

"Old dog, didn't you just say that my soul crystal can't hurt you? Why are you crying for pain now? Does your face hurt?" Xiao Ran said jokingly.

"Snapped!"

Hearing this, Feng Jixiang felt as if he had been slapped loudly in the face. His old face turned blue and white with anger, his neck became thick, and the veins on his forehead throbbed endlessly. He stared at Xiao Ran with fiery red eyes and said angrily, "Son, you It's too deceiving."

"Old dog, are you allowed to kill me and not allow me to bully you?"

Xiao Ran sneered, seeing that Feng Jixiang was speechless, he said loudly, "Today I will not only bully you, but also kill you."

"call out!"

The thunder-flame Leihuang Sword suddenly flew out like a rainbow, and performed the sixth form of the Leihuang Sword Art, Fragmentation.

This sword move has no exquisite sword moves, nor does it have a gorgeous sword light, but as soon as it is used, Feng Jixiang feels the signs of loss of his physical strength and energy and blood power.

This caused the power of his artistic conception Blood Turbid Abyss to become weaker and weaker, and he himself became weaker and weaker. He gradually felt powerless all over his body, as if he was sick.

Feng Jixiang was terrified immediately, and said in panic, "What kind of sword style is this that can affect my physical strength and blood strength?"

His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Xiao Ran as if he had seen a ghost, obviously he didn't expect that Xiao Ran practiced sword style, each move was weirder than the next, and it was impossible to guard against.

"Old dog, die!"

Xiao Ran answered his words, shouted loudly, and rushed forward with arrogance, his hair was flying with lightning flashes, his body was surrounded by thunder patterns, and he emitted brilliant thunder power, crushing towards Feng Jixiang forcefully.

Feng Jixiang's soul crystal was attacked by the Burning Soul Technique, and its strength had already declined. Now, the strength of his body and blood was shattered and weakened by the sixth form of Lei Huang Sword Art, and his strength dropped even more. How can he resist Xiao Ran's attack?

"Oh!"

Xiao Ran hit his abdomen with his left fist, and his temple with his right fist, and there was a muffled sound almost at the same time, and Feng Jixiang, who was standing originally, let out a shrill scream, his body bent down, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

His whole body was shaking like chaff, his eyes showed unprecedented fear, and he wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat was blocked by blood, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Moreover, Xiao Ran didn't give him a chance, he slapped his forehead fiercely with his five fingers of his right hand together like a sword, bursting out [-]% of his physical strength and the power of thunder and fire.

(End of this chapter)