battle master

Chapter 666 Evil Sword VS Blood Prison!
"boom!"

Blood stained the sky!
Wu Yangyu's body moved inch by inch.

Following his movements, a tyrannical blood energy rapidly spread from the depths of his body. This blood energy quickly climbed up to the sky, and even turned into a beam of blood energy in a substantial body.

this moment.

Wu Yangyu's body, as if transformed into an immortal god of blood and energy, the surging waves, the constant hunting sound, and the aroused ten-dimensional space all condensed a terrifying aura of deterrence.

"what happened?!"

Looking at the evolved blood energy on Wu Yangyu's body, the faces of all the kings were also slightly taken aback.

"Haven't you given up yet? This Wu Yangyu, even if he is defeated, is enough to be famous all over the world. After all, he is able to rely on the low-level strength of the king to resist to such an extent. He has the qualifications to be proud. But, even if It's because he has all kinds of cards, and if he wants to fight Yi Xuan, the gap is too big!"

"Yeah, there is no chance at all. The [Daxie Sword Art] is good at speed. Between shots, one sword is faster than one sword. Even if Wu Yangyu has more cards, but under the gap in this realm, he is still no!"

but.

Compared with all these kings, the faces of everyone in the prison hall at this moment changed drastically.

Looking at Wu Yangyu who was flooded with blood, an unbelievable thought began to appear in their hearts.

"Could it be that this guy really..."

Liu Qingxuan, with a rare look of dullness and shock on her pretty face, looked at the place where Wu Yangyu was, and the guess in her heart rushed out uncontrollably.

In the depths of the void, a voice came out:
"[Blood Prison], what this guy evolved must be [Blood Prison]!"

The voice came from Juque.

At this moment, he has a look of shock on his face, not only him, but also the four people around Shenwu, Yuchang, Sadness, and Tianzhu, who are also shocked, their eyes are burning, almost shining It turned into a substance in it, constantly flickering.

"Is this guy... still human?"

Even if it was Shen Wu who was not optimistic about Wu Yangyu at the beginning, even with a kind of indifference, but at this moment, her small mouth can't help but open wide, and what is shining in her beautiful eyes is completely horrified. ...

The meaning of [Blood Prison] is really too great, not only because it is the unique knowledge of the prison palace, but also has a deeper meaning. This point, the five sons of God know the key to it better than anyone else.

"If it is said that he really comprehended [Blood Prison], wouldn't it be..."

Bearing the grief and anger of the huge and ferocious scepter, he rarely spoke.

"That's right, if that's the case, it's a good thing for our entire Fighting God Sect!"

Yuchang nodded. The matter discussed by the group is obviously extremely important. On this face, they all began to become more and more serious at this time...

in the void.

The battle remains.

"drink!"

Wu Yangyu let out an angry roar, and punched heavily into the space with his fist. Following the punch, with him as the center, a rush of blood quickly spread out like crazy.

rumbling...

Under the tyrannical force, thousands of cracks were born wherever it went. Among them, everyone can clearly see that Wu Yangyu's body is burning with blood. Generally, it started to skyrocket wildly.

hum!
behind.

The ten holes in the sky all bloomed together.

The power of the stars, the boundless thunder, the breath of ice, the domineering blood...

All kinds of rays of light continuously and slowly descend from the four caves.

That ray of light, like a divine ray, gathers together, clanking, like rivers of immortal gods, rapidly permeating and erupting, surging out a mighty power that cuts down the sky.

sluggish!

Yi Xuan's face has become completely dull at this moment.

At this moment, a voice in his heart was roaring crazily.

[Blood Prison], this is the secret [Blood Prison] of the Prison Palace!
Especially when he felt the supreme power emanating from Wu Yangyu, his heart couldn't help but start to twist:
"No! It's impossible!"

The voice could no longer be concealed from his mouth.

then.

He left the prison palace precisely because of the failure of [Blood Prison] cultivation.

It was precisely because of that failure that Yi Xuan had the heart of betrayal and began to move closer to the Hall of Glory. In his opinion, it was impossible for him to cultivate successfully in this [Blood Prison]. Since he would not succeed, It is impossible for anyone to do it.

This is his ego at work, and it is also something he is proud of.

but.

Now, Wu Yangyu, who appeared in front of him, displayed terrifying blood energy and terrifying terrifying aura, all telling him that this is the [Blood Prison] that he has always been yearning for!
Even if it is him, no matter how he denies it, this fact cannot be changed.

a time.

An indescribable hostility was fiercely stimulated from his body, and the originally dull face began to distort little by little at this moment, becoming crazy:

"I don't believe it! This can't be [Blood Prison], you can't cultivate successfully, the records of [Blood Prison] in the Prison Palace back then are just records, [Blood Prison] can no longer be cultivated! This is not true! "

In the roar, there was madness, almost hysterical.

"What? This guy is showing [Blood Prison]?!"

Yi Xuan's words, like a thunderbolt, began to explode in the hearts of the kings.

Everyone's expressions surprisingly revealed an expression of disbelief.

All the information about [Blood Prison] has become like a legend. Such a unique knowledge has disappeared for a long time, and it is precisely because of this that the entire prison hall will collapse, and even become the weakest hall among the six halls. Even the Hall of Glory began to come from behind, and there were vague signs of kicking the Hall of Prison away.

But now, [Blood Prison] appeared on Wu Yangyu's body, which was enough to shock the entire Fighting God Sect!
"Buzzing..."

a time.

In this ancient battle world.

There are constantly obscure divine thoughts surging.

Obviously.

This news has already begun to be quickly spread to the high-level hands of all the halls by the secret biography of the halls...

"Good luck... I really managed to cultivate it!"

Wu Yangyu stared at Yi Xuan coldly, completely ignoring the twisted face of the other party, and said in an extremely indifferent tone.

"Hahaha……"

Accompanied by his words, the sluggish faces of Feng Xuanlie and the others were suddenly replaced by unconcealable excitement, and what's more, they burst out laughing.

How many years have passed, and the unique knowledge of the prison palace has become the best known.

Now, [Blood Hell] is alive again!
From this moment, the opportunity to rise up the prison palace has come!
"Rumble..."

The blood gas moved, and with the operation of the [Blood Prison], it was burning like a scorching fire. This time, the cast was smoother and more powerful than the previous one in the blood prison. .

Now he has stepped into the realm of the king, and his control over power has reached an extreme level, and he can feel more clearly the horror of that [Blood Hell].

"Chong!"

In front.

Yi Xuan's face has become more and more crazy, and the long sword in his hand is flying, and the evil light emanating from his eyes has gradually become more intense:
"Even if [Blood Prison] is successfully cultivated, so what! You are still an ant in the Second Heaven, and even if I am not at full strength, I can still kill you!"

"[Great Evil Sword Art] Yaoxie Sword!"

Left-handed sword art, right-handed sword.

Following Yi Xuan's furious roar, the sword energy all over the sky quickly gathered, and then turned into an extremely evil black shadow. With the appearance of the black shadow, an evil wave filled the sky like the arrival of an evil god. With an incomparably terrifying chill, it swept over, and for a while, the temperature of the entire ancient war world seemed to plummet because of it!

"I don't have what it takes to succeed in cultivation, and others... can't succeed either! What are you! You are trying to trample on my failure!"

"boom!"

Yi Xuan's roar became more and more crazy, and that evil intention even attracted many kings to frown.

The current him has become crazy in his state, and there are many kings in the vagueness, and he has already started to sweep his fingers and slowly form seals.

"waste!"

Ming Yan Luo, who was seriously injured, looked at Yi Xuan coldly, with a stern aura in his tone.

Even though he was injured by Yi Xuan, he was full of disdain and contempt for Yi Xuan at the moment, and he looked down on the opponent's nature of losing.

Not only him, but also many people have the same idea.

Yi Xuan's character is not so much conceited, as it is because he can't afford to lose, or even selfish!
Once others have surpassed him, they will be jealous of convenience, and even try to destroy him. Who would have expected that the senior brother of the Prison Palace back then would have such a nature.

"Chichichi..."

the same moment.

At the moment when Yi Xuan's words fell, the evil sword energy in the sky also began to surge crazily, and then poured into the evil shadow, and at the moment when the evil gathered to the extreme, two scarlet rays Light, with the opening of the black shadow's eyes, fiercely emerged.

"Clang clang!"

Under the pervasive sword intent, there are many faces of swordsman kings, and they change violently. They also practice swordsmanship, and this evil sword intent has a stronger influence on them. Even the sword intent in the body can't help it. There is a reaction.

"Slash with the Demon Sword!"

next moment.

Yi Xuan had already swung the long sword in his hand, moved across the air, and slashed towards Wu Yangyu.

"boom!"

Behind him, that evil figure also spread out its huge black palm, and protruding out of it, a huge black lightsaber, containing an evil aura, also came towards Wu Yangyu.

"Pumppump!"

How amazing this sword is, even if all kinds of strong men are thousands of meters away from the opponent, or even ten thousand meters away, they can still feel that the overwhelming evil and edge are moving towards them Constantly emanating.

That's how they felt, not to mention Wu Yangyu who was facing the enemy head-on.

"Om..."

Feeling the rush of the black lightsaber, in Wu Yangyu's body, three 'spiritual seeds' bloomed quickly, and a surging force was violently activated.

From all over his body, blood erupted like a volcano, and an equally terrifying aura dyed half of the world red like covering the sky and the sun.

"The Devil's Prison of the Ten Directions is open!"

(End of this chapter)